[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Back in Gryffindor Tower, Fred finally felt relieved that Sigrid would definitely not be able to get in.

Fred went directly into the bathroom, cut off his white beard with scissors, and shaved it clean with a razor.

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore was so cunning that he actually added a restriction. Fred watched helplessly as a thick white beard grew again on his freshly shaven face. This time, even his eyebrows and ear temples also grew.

Well, he's now Grandpa George's grandpa! Fred returned to the dormitory desperately and threw himself on the bed in despair.

"Fred, did you install a radar for her?" George asked half-jokingly. He had already noticed that the name tag in Fred's hand must be more than just "contact".

George suddenly asked him, causing him to flip up from the bed in shock. "Did you find out? Promise me not to tell her!! Never, ever" Fred asked, clasping his hands together.

George sat up. "Fred, don't you think you have too much control over her?"

"I just wanted to ensure her safety, I didn't want to control her!" Fred explained that after experiencing the Basilisk and the Dementor, this was his original intention, but later he seemed to have crossed the line, and he basically I have to find her seat every day as a habit. He was glad that he gave Harry the "Marauder's Map", otherwise he might not be able to help but want to see who she was with and where she was...

George didn't seem to believe it at all. He shrugged, "Go and tell her about this explanation! She will only think you are as scary as the pervert you were before!"

Fred's whispered retort: ​​"That's different, I'm her boyfriend!"

After George agreed not to know anything about it, they continued to talk about the most important thing at the moment - debt collection!

Considering that Ludo Bagman will go back tomorrow night after participating in the Goblet of Fire Warriors selection, and the next time he comes back may be the official game, so they plan to start tonight.

They were prepared to give him a beating if they wanted the money. If you can't get the money, give him a good beating and take him directly to Barty Crouch. I believe that this selfless and selfless Minister of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation will not turn a blind eye.

They are so short of money now. The money they promised Ginny to subscribe to the school newspaper and forum will have to be paid even if the brother is so poor that he has to pay for it! In order to encourage more students to skip classes, they won’t get even a single point for the start of the semester and may even have to deduct part of it next month. And the dozen Galleons they earned during the half-hour of business yesterday before welcoming the new year could barely cover their research and development expenses for new props.

Poor, really poor, I haven't been this poor for a long time...

At six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark. When Sigrid arrived at the Great Hall, it was already packed.

The auditorium was decorated for Halloween, with a large group of bats flapping their wings around the ceiling and hundreds of carved pumpkin faces peeping at everyone from every corner. Candlelight flickered throughout the auditorium.

The Goblet of Fire has been moved to the professors' table and placed in the center in front of Dumbledore.

On the Gryffindor side, Fred and George's beards were gone and they looked the same as usual. They had calmly accepted the fact of frustration and were chatting and laughing with the classmates around them. Sigrid glanced at it and then looked away, she was still secretly angry!

Because this was their second feast in two days, everyone was a little uninterested and looked up at Dumbledore from time to time. They just wanted to finish eating quickly and enter the warrior selection process.

Finally, Principal Dumbledore stood up, and all the noise in the auditorium suddenly disappeared. Mr. Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim also stood on either side of him. They were as nervous and full of emotions as the others. hope.

Lou's Bagmon smiled and winked at the impatient students below, but Mr. Crouch looked cold, even irritable.

"The Goblet of Fire is ready. Students whose names are called, please come to the front and enter through this door along the professor's chair." Dumbledore said, waving the wand in his hand, and all of a sudden the pumpkin lanterns floating in the air were removed. , the other candles are all out. In the darkness, the entire hall was illuminated only by the burning Goblet of Fire.

The flames in the Goblet of Fire suddenly changed from faint blue to dazzling red. The tongues of fire shot up, and a piece of burnt parchment flew over - all the students in the audience took a breath and stared intently.

Dumbledore grabbed the parchment, stretched out his hand to open it, and read through the blue flames. "The player representing Durmstrang is," his voice was clear and powerful, "Victor Krum" and the room burst into applause.

This should be expected and expected. It seems that the Goblet of Fire is really magical, and no one will question its selection ability!

Krum stood up from the Slytherin table. He seemed taciturn, and only nodded slightly to everyone's cheers, and disappeared into the corridor leading to the next room in the direction Dumbledore pointed just now.

After he left, the applause and chatter gradually died down. Everyone's attention returned to the Goblet of Fire as it turned red again and a second piece of parchment flew out.

Dumbledore read aloud the name on the parchment "Champion who represents Beauxbatons - Fleur Delacour"

There was also applause in the lobby, and even cheers and whistles from wizards, while most of the witches clapped their hands perfunctorily to express politeness. Among the Beauxbatons representatives, several witches were already crying with disappointment.

Fleur Delacour had a slender figure and graceful and light steps. She showed her most perfect smile to the wizards below and disappeared into the corridor.

There was silence again in the auditorium, but the difference this time was that the silence was so intense and exciting that it could almost be felt.

The next one is the contestant representing Hogwarts... The Goblet of Fire turns red again, with sparks flying and tongues of flame curling high. Dumbledore pulled out a third piece of parchment. "For Hogwarts," he shouted, "Cedric Diggory!"

"No!" Malfoy yelled unhappily. They all hoped that Volint Lestrange could become the champion of Hogwarts, but unfortunately no one heard except the Slytherin table.

The Hufflepuff students were all jumping up and down with excitement, screaming and stamping their feet. Not to be outdone, the school grassroots support groups from other schools cheered. Cedric struggled to break through the siege of his classmates and walked towards the center of the auditorium.

The applause for Cedric lasted for a long time, and it seemed that most of the people agreed with this choice.

Dumbledore was also very happy. He raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down. "Now, we have selected three warriors. I hope everyone will sincerely cheer for them. You-" Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking and everyone looked at it at a glance. What came out was distracting Dumbledore.

I saw the fire in the goblet turning red again. Sparks flew everywhere. There was a sudden burst of fire, and burning on top of the fire was another piece of parchment. Dumbledore stared at the name above, paused for a long time, and spit out a name - "Harry Potter!"

There was no applause, just the hum of bees in the hall. At the long Gryffindor table, Harry Potter was still sitting there blankly accepting everyone's strange looks.

‘Harry Potter! "Dumbledore spoke again" Harry! Please come here! "

Watching Harry Potter enter the hut at the end of the corridor, Principal Dumbledore, the other two principals, the two representatives from the Ministry of Magic, and the deans of the four houses all left the great hall and entered the hut.

The auditorium was filled with excitement instantly!

"Harry Potter actually succeeded! How did he do it?"

“Is it really going to become a ‘Four-wizard tournament’?”

"Harry Potter cheated and he should be disqualified!"

"If he goes to participate in the competition, won't he embarrass our Hogwarts?"

This Halloween dinner ended in controversy. Sigrid didn't care whether it was the "Triwizard Tournament" or the "Four Wizard Tournament". She just wanted to have a beauty sleep. Today's Hogwarts It was so noisy that she had a headache.

The Gryffindor lounge is a different scene! When Harry returned to the tower, he was treated like a hero. Obviously, they would be honored as long as Harry could represent Gryffindor in the competition.

"How did you put the name in?" Fred was the first to intercept Harry.

"That's amazing, you don't even have a beard." George answered next to him with a smile.

"I didn't really put my name in" Despite his efforts to explain, everyone apparently thought he had cheated the age line and got the Goblet of Fire approval - so cool.

When curfew was approaching, the twins, who had borrowed the invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map from Harry in advance, left the tower. They were preparing to set off to find Ludo Bagman.

They were not worried that they could not subdue him. After all, the officials of the Ministry of Magic were no better than Aurors. They had been sitting in their official positions for too long and had long neglected the practice of spells. As long as he was caught by surprise, he would be helpless.

George opened the Marauder's Map and looked for traces of Bagman, but he couldn't help but wonder, "Hey! It's strange, why is Secretary Crouch staying alone in the Big Bat's warehouse so late? Isn't he just trying to steal magic like us? Medicinal ingredients, right?”

Fred glanced at the Marauder's Map and said nonchalantly, "I'm a minister, so why would I care about the big bat's potions? Leave it alone and get down to business!"

As a result, they missed an opportunity to discover the secret of fake Moody, and they also missed the danger.

Official representatives from the Ministry of Magic and the principals and student representatives of the two schools can all live on the fifth floor of the castle.

Fred gently knocked on the door marking Bagman's location. After waiting for a long time, Bagman opened the door, looking like he was ready to sleep.

Bagman looked outside the door, but there was no one! He just closed the door inexplicably. Who knew that as soon as he turned around, something pushed him in hard. Then his door was shut tightly.

Bagman was lying on the ground and turned his head in embarrassment. He saw the Weasley brothers coming out of the invisibility cloak and looking at him with a smile. "Good night, Mr. Bagman!"

Bagman secretly sighed at his miscalculation. He thought Hogwarts was the safest place. He didn't even have his wand with him when he opened the door. Although he used to be a strong athlete, he has already gained weight now. Why? Dealing with two hot-blooded young men?

"Hi, long time no see, my little friends!" Bagman stood up with a smile on his face. He didn't mind being pushed down rudely and turned into a gentleman again.

"Do you remember us?" Fred crossed his arms and looked at him, while George next to him took out his wand and pointed at him.

"Of course, I still owe you the gambling money - 845 gold Galleons, 12 Sickles and 6 Nats! I remember it clearly!" Bagman explained quickly.

"Pay back the money!" the Weasley brothers said in unison.

Bagman looked embarrassed, "I really don't have any money now..." Seeing one of them with a fierce look on his face, he wanted to fight him, and kept saying, "Listen to me, listen to me, I opened a bet again, about "Triwizard Tournament", you guys come and take a gamble! The gambling money I owe you will be considered as principal, okay? If you lose, I will return it to you intact, and if you win, I will give you the capital plus profit!"

Fred and George looked at each other, and Fred grabbed him by the collar and asked, "How can we trust you?"

"It's true, it's true this time!" Bagman said, digging into his pocket. "If you don't believe it, look, a lot of people have already gambled on ginseng, and I will take your names in now!"

Fred grabbed the small notebook in his hand and threw it to George. George threw out a "quick confinement", and then the two of them could look through his small notebook with confidence.

You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t look at it, but you would be shocked to see that many officials from the Ministry of Magic were involved!

They were very satisfied with today's harvest. Fred knelt down and patted Bagman's face, threatening with a smile, "What do you think if we give this book to Mr. Crouch? Ah! The director of the Sports Department, He has no professional ethics and abuses his power in an attempt to influence the game..."

When Fred said this, Bagman's face turned darker, and he secretly cursed that these two poor boys were really difficult to deal with. He planned to stay at Hogwarts until the end of the game just to avoid the debts outside. Ignore these two difficult brats!

"Don't! Please, don't!" Bagman has never been so aggrieved since he became an official. If these two brats don't jump in and grab his handle, can he still stay here?

"Then! Just! Pay back!" The two men growled unceremoniously. If they still believed this liar's lies now, their brains would have been sucked dry by slugs!

"I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back now!" Bagman repeatedly surrendered.

Hearing this, George canceled the confinement spell and only restrained Bagman's hands behind his back before following him to get the money.

Bagman opened his suitcase, took out a worn leather boot inside, took off the insole, and found a small box lying inside.

The Weasley brothers were afraid that Bagman was cheating, so they did not let him open the box. Instead, they opened it with their wands and used [Quick Magnification], and the inside turned into a box of gold galleons.

Fred counted only 635 yuan, leaving 210 yuan missing.

"I swear, this is all my savings now!" Bagman explained hurriedly.

Fred rummaged through Bagman's pockets, suitcase, and desk, and found a gold pocket watch, a high-end tie clip, and three jewel-encrusted cuffs. They should be worth a few bucks on the second-hand market. Fred put it into his pocket politely and said, "I'll pay for it with these!"

Fred stood up and felt relieved after getting the money. He looked at Bagman with a wicked smile, "Sir, our money is going to be returned. What about our mental damages?"

Bagman was shocked, this...how could there be such a shameless robber? "I really have no money, no more!"

They didn't want money in the first place, but seeing Bagman's cowardly look, they felt happy. The anger they had been holding in for two months could finally be vented.

The two looked at each other, cast a "Silent" spell on Bagman, and stepped forward unceremoniously to punch and kick him. After all, Bagman was born as an athlete. He has thick skin, a big belly, and is very resistant to beatings!

They targeted his butt, belly, and back, leaving no traces or making him feel better. They only stopped when they had finished venting.

Looking at Bagman who was panting and embarrassed, Fred threatened, "Mr. Bagman, we will take your notebook away. If we find out what happened today and a fourth person knows about it, or you are in the Triwizard Tournament, If you use any tricks during the game, you will be ruined!"