Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 207 Goblet of Fire

Dumbledore led Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim towards the direction of the teaching staff. The students of Beauxbatons stood up stiffly when they saw their headmaster appearing. The rules seem to be a bit much.

They didn't sit down again until Ms. Maxim sat down on Dumbledore's left.

Dumbledore kept standing, waiting for the noisy auditorium to quiet down.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests." Dumbledore said with a smile: "It is with great joy that I welcome you to Hogwarts , I hope and trust that you will be comfortable and happy here."

A girl from Beauxbatons suddenly sneered. It was the girl who sneered at Jemini before. She was still wearing a turban on her head, like some strange believer.

One after another looked at the girl with hostile eyes, the girl's face froze for a moment, and she lowered her eyes reluctantly.

Of course Dumbledore would not care about the mocking laughter of a little girl, he continued with a gentle smile on his face, "The Tournament will officially start at the end of the banquet, and now I invite everyone to eat and drink to their heart's content. It's like being at home!"

Just like the usual banquets, the plates on the long table were suddenly full of food. It can be seen that tonight's dinner is much richer and more delicate than before. The elves in the kitchen seem to be down. Some effort.

"Why is there no celery in the bouillabaisse?" It was the girl from Beauxbatons before. She had already taken off her headscarf, revealing her long silver hair like a waterfall, and a pair of clear blue eyes.

It was Fleur Delacour.

There is no princess life, but she has a princess disease. This sentence is not an exaggeration to describe her.

Even in terms of appearance alone, it is not as stunning as beauty. At least in Jemini's opinion, it is not as good-looking as Shirley, and at most it is only one level. The reason why she is charming is only because of her Veela blood.

"This French dish is not authentic at all." She commented very bluntly.

"Because there are people here who don't like celery." Beside Jemini, Adria turned around and looked at her contemptuously. She was already angry.

It seems that the girls at Hogwarts do not intend to spoil the princess patient.

Fu Rong turned around and looked at Adria in surprise: "Don't you all like food?"

"There's only one, but that's enough," Adria said.

Jamie doesn't like celery, he hates it, and the elves at Hogwarts are all Jemini's fans, so it's impossible for him to cook something he doesn't like.

Except for rum, no elf dared to put something he didn't like in Jemini's dish, and he would be beaten to death by other elves.

The girl looked at Jemini in surprise. Seeing Jemini's previous style, she probably understood what Adria meant, and then her gaze was fixed on the table in front of Jemini.

There are piles of oysters like hills, large bowls of caviar, and truffles that look very expensive, a whole roast leg of lamb, and fried foie gras that will be replaced immediately after eating a plate. Minnie also had a glass of red wine on hand.

After a moment of astonishment, she turned and looked in front of her again.

Bouillabaisse, vegetable salad, baked apple, cheese, baked escargot, red wine chicken…

Although it is also very good, but there seems to be a little difference in grade?
"Why are our dishes different?" She lowered her voice and asked the Ravenclaw girl beside her.

"Of course it's different." The Ravenclaw girl nodded: "Fawkes is fed by his elf, who seems to be called Rum?"

"Is there a special elf serving him?" Furong's face was full of disbelief.

"That's his own." The girl shrugged.

The door of the auditorium opened, and two figures walked in. It was Ludo Bagman from the Department of Magical Sports, and Charlotte, the new director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

Charlotte was wearing a plain white robe, and waved to Jemini with a sweet smile, then walked to the teaching desk, and sat next to Ms. Maxim, while Ludo Bagman sat in Kakalo Husband on the right.

The banquet did not last too long. As usual, it was over in over an hour. When the golden plates were cleared one by one, Dumbledore stood up again.

"The moment has finally come." Dumbledore said with a smile, "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I would like to explain a few words before bringing the box in—"

"I'm going to explain our program of events for the school year, but first allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them."

"This is Lady Charlotte Gray, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic, also a member of the Wizengamot—"

There was a burst of applause in the auditorium, and the students applauded enthusiastically. Firstly, it was because Charlotte's appearance was so beautiful, and secondly, it was also because of Charlotte's identity.

The eldest daughter of the Gray family, Jemini's confidante, is in charge of the Gray family's wealth and occupies a high position, occupying two important positions in the Ministry of Magic.

Beauty coexists with wisdom, ability and skill.

On top of that, she's also one of Jemini's closest people.

Don't say anything, just lick her!

On the teaching bench, Charlotte stood up with a gentle smile on her face and bowed slightly to the surroundings.

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sport at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause for Bagman was less than that for Charlotte, though he's also more famous.

The ex-England Quidditch national team batsman can live healthy until now, which proves that this person still has a certain ability.

Bagman laughed and waved happily to express his thanks.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Balmain and Ms. Gray have worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament—"

Jemini smiled. It should be that Crouch is working hard, and Charlotte is just enjoying the benefits, but of course he won't say it, and Dumbledore is also very good at talking.

"They will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim as a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors."

There was a whisper below, the students didn't care about the referee, they cared about the 'Warriors'.

"Mr. Filch, please bring up the box."

Dumbledore's voice sounded again, Filch was holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels, and walked towards Dumbledore, only then did Jamie notice that he was wearing a shabby-looking dress that seemed to be made of hair. Moldy tuxedo.

The eyes of the students were focused on the luxurious box, and some of the shorter students simply stood up and stretched their necks to look at it.

"Ms. Gray and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific items for this year's Warriors competition."

Dumbledore said: "They also made a lot of necessary arrangements for each project. There are three projects in total, which will be carried out at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors from different aspects...to test their magic skills. Talent - courage and reasoning - and, of course, their ability to overcome danger."

As his last words fell, the auditorium fell silent.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors participating in the competition, each representing a participating school. We will grade them according to the quality of each event they complete, and at the end of the three events, the warrior with the highest score will win three The Goblet of Fire, and the one responsible for selecting the warriors is an impartial selector, it is the Goblet of Fire."

With that said, Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.

The box opened to reveal a large, rough-looking wooden goblet.

In the Goblet of Fire, blue flames burned blazingly.

　The second one today is more beeping~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)