Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

  Chapter 207 Goblet of Fire

Dumbledore took Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim and walked towards the faculty seat. When the students of Boothbat saw their principal appearing, they quickly stood up stiffly and could see that the school’s There seems to be a lot of rules.

  They sat down again after Ms. Maxim sat down on Dumbledore’s left.

  Dumbledore stood there, waiting for the noisy auditorium to calm down.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and-especially-distinguished guests." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. , I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

  A bussbarton girl suddenly sneered. It was the girl who laughed at Jemini before. She was still wearing a headscarf, like a strange believer.

   Looking at the girl with hostile gazes, the girl's face became stiff, and she lowered her gaze reluctantly.

Of course, Dumbledore would not care about the sarcasm of a little girl. With a gentle smile on his face, he continued: "The contest will officially begin at the end of the banquet. I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as you like. Like in my own home!"

As usual banquets, the plates on the long table were suddenly filled with food. It can be seen that tonight’s dinner is much richer and more refined than before, and the elves in the kitchen seem to be off. Some effort.

  "Why is there no celery in the French miscellaneous fish soup?" It was the same girl from Busbarton before. She had taken off her headscarf, revealing long silver hair like a waterfall, and a pair of azure blue eyes that looked very clear.

  It is Fleur Delacour.

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

  Even if it's just the appearance, it's not as stunning as the beauty. At least in Jemini's opinion, it is not as good-looking as Shirley, and it is at most one level. The reason why it is charming is only because of the pedigree of Veeva.

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

   "Because some people here don't like to eat celery." Beside Jemini, Adria turned around and looked at her lightly, she was already angry.

  It seemed that the girls at Hogwarts didn't intend to get used to this princess patient.

  Furong turned around and looked at Adria with a little surprise: "You don't like to eat?"

   "There is only one, but that is enough." Adria said.

  Jemini doesn’t like eating celery and hates it, but the elves at Hogwarts, who are all enthusiastic fans of Gemini, can’t make a dish he doesn’t like.

  Except for Rum, no elf dares to put things he doesn't like in Jemini's dishes, and he will be killed by other elf.

  The girl looked at Jemini in surprise and saw Jemini’s previous style. She probably understood what Adria meant, and then she fixed her eyes on the table in front of Jemini.

There are hills of oysters, big bowls of caviar, truffles that look very expensive, a whole roast leg of lamb, and a plate of fried foie gras that will be filled immediately after being eaten. Jie Mini also had a glass of red wine beside him.

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

  French fish soup, vegetable salad, baked apples, cheese, baked snails, red wine chicken...

  Although it is also very good, does it seem that there is such a difference in grade?

   "Why are our dishes different?" She lowered her voice and asked the Ravenclaw girl beside her.

   "Of course it's not the same." The girl from Ravenclaw nodded: "Fox eats all his elves. It seems that it is called Rum?"

   "There is a special elf to serve him?" Furong's face was incredible.

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

  The gate 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, wearing a plain white robe, smiled and waved to Gemini, then walked to the faculty seat and took a seat next to Ms. Maxim, while Ludo Bagman sat in Kakalo. Husband's right hand side.

  The banquet did not last too long. As usual, more than an hour of work was over. When the golden plates were cleaned up, Dumbledore stood up again.

   "This moment has finally come." Dumbledore said with a smile: "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin, I want to explain a few words first, and then bring the box in—"

   "I want to explain our program of activities this school year, but first, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them."

  "This is Ms. Charlotte Gray, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, and also a member of Wiesengama——"

  The auditorium burst into enthusiastic applause, and the students applauded enthusiastically. Firstly, because Charlotte's appearance is so beautiful, and secondly because of Charlotte's identity.

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

  Beauty coexists with wisdom, and both ability and wrist.

  The most important thing is that she is one of the closest people to Jemini.

  Don't say anything, lick her!

  On the faculty seat, Charlotte with a gentle smile on his face, stood up and nodded slightly to greet the surroundings.

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

  The applause for Bagman is almost worse than for Charlotte, although he is also more famous.

  The former England Quidditch national team batsman, who can live healthy to the present, proves that this man still has a certain ability.

   Bagman smiled haha ​​and waved happily to express his gratitude.

  “In the past few months, Mr. Balmain and Ms. Gray worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament——”

  Jemini smiled, Crouch should be working hard, Charlotte is just sitting on the sidelines, but of course he will not say it, Dumbledore is also very good at talking.

  "They will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim to form a jury to judge the efforts of the Warriors."

   There was a whisper below, the students don’t care about the referee, they care about the ‘Warrior’.

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

Dumbledore’s voice sounded again, and Filch was holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels and walking towards Dumbledore. Only when Jemini noticed that he was wearing something that looked shabby and seemed to be sent out. Moldy tuxedo.

  The eyes of the students were focused on the luxurious box, and some of the shorter students simply stood up directly, curling their necks and looking out.

  "Ms. Gray and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific events of the Warriors competition this year."

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

  As his last sentence fell, the auditorium was silent.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors participating in the competition, each representing a participating school. We will give them a score based on the quality of each event they completed. After the three events, the warrior with the highest score will win three. Strong Cup, and the person responsible for selecting the Warriors is an impartial selector. It is the Goblet of Fire."

  Speaking, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.

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

  In that goblet of flames, blue flames are burning.

  　Today is the second more 嘤嘤嗝~

  (End of this chapter)