Hogwarts: The Way of the Dharma

Alvin was very troubled at this time, how could the drama of the palace fight appear at Hogwarts.

The little wizards stared at Dumbledore closely, and saw him motioning to Filch to bring a large box over.

"Okay, okay, I'm starving to death, why hasn't the food been served yet?"

Alvin picked up a piece of lamb chop and ate it, unexpectedly found that the taste was not bad.

"Mr. Salmond." Dumbledore called out his name, "This involves a very ancient set of spells and contracts, and I can't explain it clearly in a short time."

Halfway through the banquet, the door of the auditorium was pushed open, and Crouch in a suit and Bagman in a Hornets uniform walked in.

After he finished speaking, he just picked up his wand and swiped around the Goblet of Fire, and a few silver threads covered the Goblet of Fire, and then disappeared.

Remembering the warm applause in the auditorium, Crouch just nodded in response, while Bagman waved happily and expressed his gratitude.

"But you can rest assured that the Goblet of Fire's decision has never been missed in more than a hundred realms, and I think this is enough to prove its vision. 35

"The two gentlemen who have done a lot for the Triwizard Tournament over the past few months will form the jury with our four principals and Mr Gunter.

On the professor's seat, Dumbledore was chatting enthusiastically with the principals of the other two schools, and Karkaroff made a false smirk from time to time.

"In order to prevent underage students from being tempted, I will set an age limit around the Goblet of Fire, and no one under the age of seventeen can cross this limit."

Hearing that the competition items could not be known yet, the little wizards were a little frustrated, but they were immediately curious about the game that could be explained.

The student named Shamond didn't get any useful information, so he could only sit down helplessly.

The two walked to the teacher's bench, chatted with Dumbledore for a few words, and sat down.

Many pure-blood families dislike Dumbledore's support for Muggle wizards and half-blood wizards, and have sent their children to Durmstrang, a school composed entirely of pure blood.

Durmstrang's teachers and students sat at the long Slytherin table, and many young Slytherin wizards were very enthusiastic about them.

"Professor! What are the selection criteria for the Goblet of Fire?"

It took a great deal of effort for Dumbledore to restore calm to the boiling auditorium. He opened the wooden box that Filch had placed on the high platform, and took out a very rough wooden goblet. The cup itself was not at all. It was inconspicuous, but there was a bluish-white flame throbbing inside.

Looking at Furong's aggrieved eyes, Alvin quickly interrupted their lineup.

The little wizards looked at Dumbledore in disbelief. The Academy Cup was gone, and there was a Quidditch University Cup?

A Slytherin student stood up and asked loudly, his age seems to have met the requirements, and he must also be a player who wants to participate.

Just because it is too far away, I have no choice but to give up this plan.

"This is our fairest referee, and every student who wants to run as a warrior must write his name and school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this Goblet of Fire.

Are women really clueless about this kind of thing?

They have high expectations that their college students will be selected to become warriors, so that their odds of participating in the game are greatly increased.

In an instant, the plates of all the little wizards were filled with food, and the house-elves in the kitchen seemed to do their best to make this dinner unbelievably rich.

"In the next year, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, Durham (bdba) Trang and Ilvermorny will form a Quidditch team led by the Warriors, forming a World Quidditch College Cup!

The auditorium burst into enthusiastic cheers. Everyone's love for Quidditch is unimaginable. Some Quidditch players have stood up excitedly and can play against players from other schools, which they have never thought of.

"Then, although Ilvermorny's friends haven't arrived yet, there are some procedures you should know."

Dumbledore stood up when the remaining food on the plate had been swept away.

"Allow me to introduce two guests, as there are still people who do not know them, Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sports at the Ministry of Magic."5

Saying that, he tapped his plate with a fork. Although it was a little rude, Alvin didn't care about it at this time.

Seeing that Alvin was holding on to finish eating what they were holding, Furong and Qiu were also very distressed, they stopped the movement of their hands, and handed him a cup of strong tea to promote digestion.

Seeing this age limit, many young wizards are already eager to move. There are many things that can change age in the magic world, and age-enhancing potion is one of them.

The battle between the two women has started again. You have a bowl of baked snails, and I have a French meringue. Alvin has never eaten so fast as today.

"And on Halloween night, the Goblet will select the four representatives he thinks best represent the four schools."

Fortunately, Luna and Gabriel on the side were staring wide-eyed and did not participate, otherwise he would have to go out sideways today.

Crouch's expression was haggard and his eyes were a little erratic. Everyone thought that it might be that the director had too much work in his usual times. Only Alvin knew that Crouch was pretending.

"Forgive me, only one of these projects can be revealed at the moment, the others require the warriors to play on the spot to reflect their magical talents.

"This year's competition program, with the efforts of me and the Ministry of Magic, has been determined. There are five programs in total, and they will run through the whole school year. 95

Even Qiu's eyes were full of longing. She glanced at Alvin regretfully. It would be great if Alvin could compete, then she would definitely be able to play.

And Bagman's face is filled with a warm smile, which is exactly the same as what Alvin saw in the World Cup. If it hadn't been said by Crouch, Alvin wouldn't have believed that this man was Barty Jr. in disguise.

Furong intimately served Alvin a bowl of French miscellaneous fish soup, and when Qiu saw Furong's move, he also handed over a portion of foie gras.