The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Macon returned to the hut and found Harry, Ron and Hermione were chatting in front of Hagrid's hut next door, and he walked over with catwalks.

"Macon!" Hermione stood up when she saw the black cat running up to him, stretched out her front paws, as if she wanted to hug you, "I won't hug you! Gabriel, who was looking for you, who was looking for you Hibiscus go!"

"Gabrielle? Fleur? Who are those?" Harry looked at Ron suspiciously, "Do you know?"

"Those two veela! Have you forgotten?"

Ron said angrily, because of this last night, he agreed to many unequal conditions with Padma, and he made her happy.

Macon sighed, and as soon as he took a paw, he was hugged by the little witch, with disgust on his face.

"You guys today..."

"Ron, that's not important!" Hermione quickly interrupted Ron's questioning. "The important thing is Hagrid, didn't you realize? He fell in love with Madame Maxime."

Hagrid shyly twitched. He was washing a suit, which exuded a pungent fragrance.

"That's good, it's hard to find someone as suitable as them in the wizarding world, isn't it?"

Macon covered his nose and sighed, the strong cologne smell was too smoky.

"Yes, they're all too big, but you don't have to, Hagrid, not everyone likes the smell of cologne, and you use too much."

Hermione looked at Hagrid worriedly. Although they were all about the same size, Hagrid was really, really too simple and honest.

"Me, I just spilled a little too much, I'm washing some off, oh, she's out of the wagon!"

Hagrid threw away the suit in his hand and hurriedly ran towards the castle. It was hard to believe that he could run so fast with his tall body.

The people of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang only lived in the castle at night, and they were still in their carriages and boats during the day, and the two headmasters would continue to teach them knowledge.

"Let's go too. Tonight we will find out who will represent the three magic schools in the Triwizard Contest."

Harry adjusted his glasses and walked towards the castle. He had an ominous premonition that it might not be peaceful tonight.

The castle auditorium was brightly lit, and the little wizards basically ate something casually and finished their work hastily, they couldn't wait any longer.

"Okay, the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision. At that time, I hope that the selected warriors will go to the top of the auditorium, walk along the professor's bench, and enter that room, where they will receive guidance about the competition. "

Dumbledore looked at the Goblet of Fire. The time was almost up. He came to the Goblet of Fire, took out the old wand, and extinguished the candles in the auditorium. The light in the room dimmed a lot in an instant.

The Goblet of Fire with blue flames burst into sparks, the flames turned red, and then a note was sprayed out, and Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment with burnt corners.

"The warriors of Durmstrang," Dumbledore turned to look at where they were, "Congratulations! Viktor Krum!"

Amidst the warm applause in the auditorium, he stood up indifferently and walked towards Dumbledore, as if the seat should have been his in the first place.

Krum saluted Dumbledore, walked to the front of the auditorium, and finally entered the designated room.

A few seconds later, the blue flame of the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and the second piece of parchment was sprayed out. Dumbledore took it, looked at it, and announced loudly: "Warrior of Beauxbatons! Congratulations, Fleur de Miss Lacourt!"

Fleur stood up gracefully, flicked her beautiful silver hair, and walked towards Dumbledore.

This time the applause was even louder than before!Some little wizards even whistled.

"Hmph!" Hermione snorted unhappily, and looked down at the black cat in her arms. Fortunately, he kept looking at himself, and moved the cat's head in satisfaction.

The little wizards of Hogwarts are all staring nervously at the Goblet of Fire now, and it will be the turn of their school's warriors, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Red flames burst out from the Goblet of Fire again, and the third piece of parchment was ejected, and Dumbledore caught it accurately!

"Heroes of Hogwarts!" Dumbledore said loudly. "Congratulations! Cedric Diggory!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he took the lead in clapping. The cheers of the little wizards of Hogwarts resounded throughout the auditorium, especially the little wizards of Hufflepuff jumped up and down happily. They were so excited!The little badgers who have nothing to do with the world, this time they have to fight!

"Okay, everyone, be quiet. Now that the three warriors have been selected," Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, "then it is impossible to change them. In the end, only one can be recorded in history, and only one can be raised. This Champions Cup!"

Director Crouch held an object covered with satin, and placed it on the prepared base with both hands. As Dumbledore turned and pointed, the piece of satin flew up, revealing the trophy, which was held by three strange snakes. Spreading to the mouth of the cup to form a handle, the body of the cup is transparent crystal with 'WIZARD' engraved on it, and there is a fire dragon head on the base of the trophy.

While the little wizards were enviously looking at the Triwizard Cup with light blue light, the professors and Crouch stared at the Goblet of Fire strangely!

The Goblet of Fire, which had already selected three warriors, emitted red flames again, and another piece of parchment was sprayed out. Dumbledore subconsciously caught the parchment.

"Harry Potter!" He pronounced the name above with difficulty, "Harry Potter! Harry Potter!"

His voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a roar!He didn't know why Harry, who was underage, crossed the age limit and put his name into the Goblet of Fire. He didn't know why the Goblet of Fire, which had been protected by layers, broke through the limit and chose Harry!

"A fourth person appeared?"

"He looks small."

"It's not fair! He's not old enough!"

"Yeah, he's only fourteen! Not seventeen yet."

Harry was overwhelmed by the doubts around him. He already knew that every school year, he would become unlucky, but he never expected that he would be selected by the Goblet of Fire to participate in the Triwizard Tournament!

"Harry, what are you hesitating for?" Macon looked at the panicked Harry jokingly, "The muscles on your body have grown into your head? Are you not as good as those embroidered pillows after years of exercise? Or are you Are you afraid of your enemy Voldemort?"

Macon's words instantly calmed him down. Harry gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and walked towards Dumbledore calmly.

He didn't take the note from Mr. Principal's hand, but went straight to the professor's seat.

"I never put my name into the Goblet of Fire," he said to the professors standing on the stage with firm eyes, and then turned to look at the young wizards in the audience, "I never thought of participating in the Triwizard Contest. "

"The Goblet of Fire has been restricted a lot. That's not something that I, a little wizard, can lift. If it were you, who can do it? Whether I can participate in the Triwizard Tournament depends on the supervisor of the tournament, Crouch Mister's decision!"

"Year after year, time after time, I don't know if it's fate or conspiracy, but my enemies! Be careful of the sharp sword in my hand!" The long sword was enlarged by him and inserted into the ground, "It will Cut off your head!"

"Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter!"

The little wizards at Hogwarts were affected by Harry's aura, and shouted his name one after another!Countless people stood up and applauded!They are whistling!They screamed!The Weasley twins even set off magic fireworks, that's what Gryffindor has to do!

"That man, why did he say that?"

"You are not students of Hogwarts, you certainly don't know, Harry Potter is the boy who survived the catastrophe, he will experience some special things every semester, defeating the Death Eaters in the first year, killing the death eaters in the second year Dead basilisk, defeated Sirius Black in the third year! This year is the fourth year!"

"Is he that good?"

"of course!"

Harry's feats every school year spread among the wizards of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, which made them worried. If the warriors in their school wanted to win the championship, they would have to face another formidable enemy?