Hogwarts wizard

Goblet of Fire Triwizard Tournament?

It didn't take long for Jellal and the others to find out about this.

"Hogwarts this year is not just our home. I want to inform everyone that there is a very famous event to be held in Hogwarts, and that is the Goblet of Fire Triwizard Tournament!"

When Dumbledore said this, everyone below was looking at him, as if asking what the Goblet of Fire Triwizard Tournament was.

"The Triwizard Tournament is between three houses. Each house chooses one person to determine the champion. Now let us welcome the girls from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! And their principal, Madame Maxime!"

Everyone saw a pink-blue carriage pulled by twelve winged horses. It looked very luxurious.

Jellal curled his lips. The carriage was also a magic car. The workmanship was quite good, but there was still some gap between it and what Mr. Flamel made.

At this moment, a group of girls walked in. They were all pretty and their every move and look made everyone in Hogwarts stunned.

It feels like there is a sweet and fragrant smell in the air.

Following closely behind was a tall woman, strong but looking very gentle.

"Wow! Giantess!" Ron said.

At this time Dumbledore had already walked beside her.

"Let us welcome them with the warmest applause!"

Everyone applauded. If nothing else, it was at least very eye-catching. Some boys' hearts had already exploded with small fireworks!

His palms turned red, and Dumbledore waved his hand to signal them to quiet down. Although everyone couldn't calm down, they still became quiet after seeing Dumbledore's actions.

"There are also the proud men from the north and their principal Igor Karkaroff!"

Durmstrang's big ship is also a very famous magic weapon. In Jellal's opinion, this magic ship is much better than the magic car of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Without much time to think, I saw a group of people holding magic sticks, which looked very powerful in their hands.

The movements are uniform, and when they hit the ground, they make a very pleasant sound.

Jellal felt like they were juggling, and he didn't feel any sense of power.

"Victor Krum, it's actually him, a player in the Quidditch World Cup."

Everyone was talking about this, he was a famous player and many fans liked him, of course, most of them were women.

Jellal curled his lips. He didn't know why, but he didn't have a good impression of Durmstrang's people. He didn't know where this feeling came from.

As if feeling his gaze, Krum glanced at him, but his eyes were full of disdain, and he seemed to have no interest in him, a person with purple eyes.

"Is he looking at us? What kind of expression is this!" Ron rolled his eyes. Because of the distance, he couldn't see who Krum was looking at.

I couldn't help but want to complain about him directly.

Jellal spread his hands, who knows, in his opinion this is nothing, what does it have to do with him.

Then there was a tall and thin man with a curly goatee, who looked a little gloomy. This should be their principal, Karkaroff.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet!"

Dumbledore waited until everyone fell silent before continuing, "This semester your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be Professor Moody!"

"Let us welcome him!"

Professor Moody didn't look very tall, and he only had one eye. Jellal noticed that the other eye looked like a magic item. He walked with a slight limp and held a wine bottle in his hand. , seems to be a heavy drinker.

"Oh my God, it's terrible!" Ron's face looked a little bad.

After all, Professor Moody in front of them looked so scary. If they were children, they would probably cry!

At this time, Neville said, "How can it not be scary? He is Alastor Moody. I heard he used to be an Auror!"

Aurors are the criminal police of the wizarding world. They arrest those wizards who do evil. The most common ones are Voldemort's men, those terrible Death Eaters.

"Okay, before the banquet starts, I want to talk about the rules of the Triwizard Tournament. Students over the age of seventeen can put their names into the Goblet of Fire. The Goblet of Fire will select suitable candidates for each college. A warrior will be chosen.

It is divided into three unknown projects to test their magical talents, advantages, courage, theory, reasoning ability and ability to overcome dangers.

The final winner is the champion of the Goblet of Fire Triwizard Tournament, and will receive a reward of one thousand gold galleons! "

"However, dangers also exist, and I hope everyone can consider it carefully."

"It's such a pity that a thousand gold galleons passed me by..."

Ron said, they are not old enough, this is their flaw, otherwise, they would have to try no matter what.

"Look around, even if you are old enough, I may not be able to choose you!"

Hermione said with a serious look on her face, which turned the bitter look on Ron's face into a peach color. This is a heart-wrenching thing. Sometimes Hermione does really well!

The kind that's really good.

"Very well, I'm offended..."

Hearing Ron's words, Hermione just spread her hands, while Jellal smiled and shook his head. It is estimated that Hermione's temper will be difficult to change.

The Goblet of Fire slowly rose up. It was a huge trophy, and the flames inside were blue. It looked a little psychedelic, and seemed to be attracting each of them.

"Okay, if you want to participate, just throw the piece of paper with your name on it into the Goblet of Fire. The time is until Halloween. I wish you good luck!"

Dumbledore specifically emphasized that the Triwizard Tournament had a certain degree of danger, but he knew that even if there was a certain degree of danger, many people were still willing to do it.

After all, this is also an honor, with both danger and opportunity.

Not everyone is like Ron, just for that thousand gold galleons.

"The banquet has begun, I wish you all a good time!"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, countless delicacies appeared on the table in front of him, and Jellal glanced at the barbecue in front of him.

Sure enough, everyone knows his preferences!

Chunks of beef are his favorite.

"Hermione, why are you kicking me..." Jellal was a little helpless. He was feasting on the delicious food, and Hermione kicked him twice.

We're so close, can't we just talk about anything?

"Jeral."

Hearing this voice, Jellal was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and saw Professor Moody's eyeball.

Speaking of which, he and Professor Moody had nothing to do with each other. Looking at Hermione's expression, Jellal understood what she just meant.