Magical Studies at Hogwarts

French girls seem to have a unique charm, especially when they smile, the corners of people's mouths will rise unconsciously.

It's amazing, this thing.

Among them, there is a girl who is particularly conspicuous. Her long silver hair captures the attention of many people just by her appearance.

Dumbledore and Madame Maxime chatted for a while, and then Durmstrang's representative arrived.

A large ship rose out of the black lake. It looked weird, like a ghost ship in a novel.

Soon, as the anchor was lowered, the big ship stopped on the shore.Through the light, everyone can see that these are a group of people completely different from Beauxbatons.

They all wear a kind of plush cloak, are very tall, and have a wild atmosphere.

The leader was a little shorter, and his cloak was also silver-white.

Dumbledore hugged him cordially, appearing very enthusiastic.

"My dear old fellow, Dumbledore! How are you?"

"Great, thank you, Karkaroff!"

"Oh, Hogwarts, it's so good to be here." Karkaroff narrowed his eyes and held Dumbledore tightly with his hands.

"It seems a little cold, Viktor! Come here quickly!" Karkaroff waved behind him, "Come here and get warmer..."

A man also wearing a plush cloak walked over, and under the light, everyone recognized him.

Viktor Krum!

The students were excited, especially those who had watched the Quidditch World Cup, who were completely shocked.

"One of the best seekers in the world! God, I should have brought my pen!"

Krum had heard these discussions and cheers, but it seemed that he had seen them too many times before, and his face was still cool and indifferent.

"Okay, let's go in."

Dumbledore called Madam Maxime and Karkaroff to walk into the castle, while the students followed behind.The largest number of people gathered around Durmstrang, and Krum was in the middle, like a king inspecting his territory.

In contrast, Beauxbatons was much more low-key. He followed Madam Maxime into the auditorium and went directly to the Ravenclaw table to sit down.

It seems that it has been arranged long ago.

Durmstrang struggled for a while before sitting on the Slytherin side.

After all the students entered the auditorium and sat down at the long tables in their respective colleges, the professors sat on their chairs.Dumbledore, Madame Maxime, and Karkaroff finally ascended to the professor's chair. Comrade Deng signaled from left to right before the two principals sat down.

"Good evening, gentlemen, ladies, ghosts, and distinguished guests." Dumbledore stood on the stage, looking at the crowd of students below with a smile, "Welcome to Hogwarts, I hope and believe, You will have a comfortable and enjoyable time here.”

"The competition will officially begin after the banquet. Now, enjoy the delicious food!"

After clapping his hands, a lot of food suddenly appeared on the long table as usual. The difference was that this time there were many new dishes that he had never seen before.

"French bouillabaisse? German sausage? Seasoned lamb ribs?"

"What is this... foie gras!"

Some dishes whose names they had only heard of before appeared in front of them, and the little wizards were very enthusiastic about them, especially on the long table of Slytherin. The little snakes got along well with the representatives of Durmstrang. Very harmonious.

In contrast, the long table in Ravenclaw was much quieter, and even Stuart did not speak loudly about the news he heard as usual.

Especially in front of the most beautiful and charming girl in Beauxbatons.

"Oh my god, she is so beautiful..." Stewart glanced at the girl secretly again and sighed in a low voice.

"Actually, you can do like Malfoy. You can also sit next to her and introduce Hogwarts to her." Ike tasted the foie gras and said, "You see, Malfoy and Krum get along well." It seemed like a good rapport.”

"Ike..." Stewart glared at Ike fiercely and gritted his teeth.Ike sneered, picked up the cup and took a sip.

Indescribably elegant.

But he didn't hold back for long, he had already faintly felt the knife-like eyes from the long table next to him, and returned to his usual eating look.

Even more "extensive".

After happily consuming a mutton rib, Ike raised his cup and smiled at Hermione. After receiving a satisfied look from the little witch, Ike breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, it was Stewart's turn to sneer.

As the dinner came to an end, Dumbledore stood up again.

"I think everyone has been waiting for a long time, and this moment is finally here!"

"Before the Triwizard Tournament officially begins, I would like to say a few words..."

"First of all, let me introduce the two guests, Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic."

"In the past few months, Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have been busy with the Triwizard Tournament. They will form the referee team together with me, Professor Karkaroff, and Madam Maxim. , to judge the Warriors’ efforts.”

"It seems that everyone can't wait any longer. Filch, please bring up the box."

Under everyone's gaze, Filch walked up holding a gorgeous box inlaid with jewels, holding his head high, as if he was very proud.

"Thank you, Filch." After Filch put the box on the stage, Dumbledore continued, "As you already know, there will be three warriors participating in the competition."

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific competition items. The three warriors, representing the three colleges, will compete at different times this semester to test their abilities in all aspects, courage, reasoning ability and the ultimate goal." The key is the ability to overcome danger.”

"And the selection of warriors that everyone is most concerned about will be selected by a fair selector..."

"That is, the Goblet of Fire..."

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped the box three times. With a "click" sound, a shabby-looking wooden cup was revealed.

There was a blue-white flame burning on it.

"Every student who wants to run for the Warriors must write his name and school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet." Dumbledore said, "You have 24 hours. The Goblet of Fire will remain in the foyer during this period and will be accessible to all students willing to participate in the campaign."

"but……"

"You should remember that we have a restriction: only students over the age of seventeen are allowed to run."

"So, after the Goblet of Fire is placed in the foyer, I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line..."

Dumbledore continued to emphasize the restrictions and procedures of the election, but no one among the young wizards below was listening. Almost everyone's attention was focused on the burning goblet.

So does Ike.

His eyes fell directly on the unremarkable body of the Goblet of Fire. The rough-looking texture seemed to take on another look in his eyes.

There seems to be a layer of brilliant colors faintly covering it, rising slowly and turning into a blazing blue and white flame at the mouth of the bottle.

Such a change in magic power was something Ike had never seen before.

seem……

It is magic that is older than ancient magic.