Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 298 Goblet of Fire
"As you know, there will be three contestants participating in this competition, and we will give each contestant a score for their performance in various competition tasks.

After the completion of the three competition tasks, the player with the highest total score wins.

The contestants from each school are selected by the impartial and selfless selector - "Goblet of Fire". "

Under the light of the raging fire, Dumbledore's face was very red.

The little wizards in the audience couldn't help holding their breath.

Both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students wanted the Goblet of Fire to choose themselves.

And Hogwarts, a school with a unique style, whispered that name silently in his heart.

"I still don't believe it."

Klein stared at the quaint wooden cup, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

It may be because of the incitement of the butterfly wings, the registration process of the "Triwizard Tournament" has some deviations from the original world track-a few months ago, the Goblet of Fire was held in Beauxbaton and Durmstrang, nearly one Goblet of Fire at Hogwarts.

All registrations are closed.

When the Halloween dinner starts tomorrow, the three warriors will make their official debut, shoulder the glory of their respective schools, and participate in the "Triwizard Contest".

"Hehe, then, let's get started."

Dumbledore was very satisfied with the expressions of the little wizards under the stage.

Meeting many expectant eyes, the old man tapped the Goblet of Fire with his elderbone wand.

"call!"

The fire suddenly shot up into the sky, causing a series of exclamations.

"It's me, it must be me!"

"Choose Qiyana!"

"It won't be me, don't"

"Klein! Klein! Klein!"

Flames were burning, and the little wizards prayed from the bottom of their hearts.

Madam Maxim and the ugly Karkaroff were also watching every move of the Goblet of Fire.

At this moment, a scroll flew out of the Goblet of Fire.

"Cough cough."

Dumbledore took the scroll, unfolded it patiently, glanced at the name on it, and said loudly.

"It is for Beauxbatons."

He deliberately dragged out his tone, making those Beauxbaton students in silk robes put their hearts in their throats.

"Fleur Delacour!"

Amidst a burst of exclamation, Furong, who was full of extraordinary charm in every move, got up gracefully, and walked up to the high platform with a shiny silver hair.

When passing by Klein's seat, she did not forget to wink quietly.

But Klein didn't seem to see it, and just applauded lightly.

"Bah! Shameless!"

Many Slytherin girls saw it clearly, and immediately separated Fleur from their camp.

People from other schools dare to rob men from us?

wishful thinking!

"call out!"

The Goblet of Fire didn't care what those little girls were thinking, after choosing Beauxbaton's warriors, the tongue of fire rose again and shot out another scroll.

"Well, let me see."

Dumbledore unfolded the second scroll with a smile, and glanced at Karkaroff's face blacker than the bottom of the pot.

"On behalf of Durmstrang is Victor Krum!"

Hearing this, Krum was taken aback for a moment, Krum, who had just had a full meal and calmed down not long ago, showed a dull expression.

It's him?

Why is it him!

There must be something wrong!

"Mr Krum?"

Seeing that Krum was in a daze under the stage, Dumbledore couldn't help asking.

"Go, Victor!"

"Krum, you have been chosen!"

"Come on, don't embarrass our school!"

Krum didn't move at all, the Durmstrang boys got anxious and pushed Krum to the high platform together.

Krum wanted to cry but had no tears.

I don't fucking want to be a warrior, okay!

Don't even look where it is?

Hogwarts!

That guy's school!

Although the possibility is very small, but what if.
In case Klein Grindelwald participated in the "Triwizard Contest" on behalf of Hogwarts, what should I do?
"Why do you think Krum is different from what the magazine said?"

"Yes, I feel that he is really cowardly."

"Shh, don't talk, there is one last person."

Under the stage, many young wizards couldn't help talking about it, feeling like the idol filter was broken.

"Now, the last warrior left"

Dumbledore chuckled, stroking the oddly shaped elder wand.

The flames soared, and Klein under the stage suddenly widened his eyes.

Don't play like this!

"call out!"

The third scroll fell firmly into Dumbledore's hands.

The old man was laughing.

"The one representing Hogwarts is."

"Klein! Klein! Klein!"

Before he finished speaking, the young wizards of Hogwarts shouted together, which attracted the glances of the young wizards of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

hiss~
How does the majestic Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft look like a cult headquarters?

"Klein Grindelwald!"

Dumbledore's voice gave Klein the final "death sentence".

Among the cheering little wizards, Klein lowered his face and stood up slowly.

Shady!

Naked shady!

Others don't understand, but he can see clearly.

The moment the Goblet of Fire sent out the third name, Dumbledore used magic to subtly change the choice of the Goblet of Fire.

It's a pity, except for him, the level of the rest is obviously not enough to see through Dumbledore's little tricks.
"Ah! Klein succeeded! He is a warrior!"

"I knew the Goblet of Fire would have no other choice!"

"Long live KVG!"

The little wizards at Hogwarts are so excited.

Even more excited than they themselves being elected warriors!
Klein competes.

Then this "triwizard hegemony" is not stable?
How does Beauxbaton's "Vase" and Durmstrang's "Counselor" compare with our "Son of Magic"?

"It's over."

Contrary to the feelings of the young Hogwarts wizards, Krum.

He unconsciously hugged his head.

Afraid of what to come.

Klein Grindelwald actually became a warrior!
"that."

Walking to the high platform and standing side by side with the other two, Klein weakly raised his hand, planning to say something.

But just as he got started, Krum took over the conversation and asked decisively.

"Can you abstain?"

The words fell, and there was silence in the hall.

弃.
Abstain?

So real!

But Krum stared straight at Dumbledore as if he didn't see those eyes.

"I feel that it is difficult to be a "warrior" representing the school with my ability.

Therefore, I still want to give the opportunity to more suitable people. "

Whoever you love, as long as it's not me!
Krum didn't dare to look at Klein's expression beside him, and gritted his teeth firmly.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

The bigger guy he's already lost at the World Cup.

Compete with Klein Grindelwald?

Isn't this killing people?
"No."

Dumbledore was still laughing.

While shaking his head, he met Klein's eyes.

"The choice of the Goblet of Fire cannot be changed.

You, are the chosen one. "

(End of this chapter)