Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Not long after Soul sat down, Dumbledore appeared in the auditorium. At this time, the auditorium was already full of people. Next to Soul was Hermione, who had just arrived.

"Aren't you planning to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" she asked curiously.

"Indeed." Soul nodded, "I originally didn't want to participate, but Professor Dumbledore wanted me to participate, so I put my name in."

"Professor Dumbledore asked you to participate? Why?"

"The reason is a bit complicated." Suer spread his hands and said, "I'll tell you later when I have time. Now I'm not sure whether I will be selected by the Goblet of Fire."

Hermione nodded in understanding, feeling that Soul was mysterious like the Riddler. She pinched a croissant and stuffed it into her mouth, the right side of her face bulging slightly.

After solving the Croissant, I was about to ask Suer again, but I heard a burst of cheers from the door of the auditorium.

It was the Weasley brothers. They had standard smiles on their faces, like grooms preparing to attend a wedding. They were wearing brand new clothes, with a sparkling rose-shaped badge on their chests, and their hair had been specially styled.

There were already a lot of people in the auditorium at this time, and everyone was looking forward to who would put their name in.

The two of them stood on one side, one on the left and the other on the right, with a clear division of labor and waving to the people cheering for them. Suer was in a daze, thinking that when a roommate got married in his previous life, his father and father-in-law also walked on the stage and waved to the guests like this. ..

After throwing the outrageous picture out of their heads and coming back to their senses, the Weasley brothers were already standing in front of the high stools, turned around to face the crowd, took out their pockets in a serious manner, and took out a picture from inside. The parchment is unfolded in his hand. It seems that he is going to give a speech to everyone?

How could Slytherin allow Gryffindor's little wizards to show off like this?They immediately booed, but the Weasley brothers didn't care so much. The two of them shared the parchment speeches in their hands in a friendly manner, preparing to brew their emotions and express their feelings about the vote.

"George and Fred gave a speech in the common room yesterday." Hermione whispered to Soul. "It felt like they were going to see Merlin the next second after they voted. The wording was very... very ...Hmm..tragic.”

At this time, Dumbledore walked in from the side door of the auditorium, with a smile on his lips, and interrupted the Weasley brothers' upcoming speech in an amused tone.

"I know you are very excited about the Triwizard Cup, and I understand your enthusiasm for winning honor for Hogwarts."

Dumbledore raised his hand and pointed at the guests who had just entered the door. They were the Beauxbatons girls. They were looking at the two brothers standing in front of the high stool with a surprised look, preparing to write passionately.

"But I suggest you shorten your speech. Long speech is very rude in front of guests, especially in front of beautiful ladies."

George and Fred blushed suddenly. They smiled dryly and stuffed the prepared speeches into the wizard's robe. They took out two neatly folded pieces of parchment and hurriedly threw them into the Goblet of Fire. Jumped down.

On the way back to Gryffindor, they reached out and gave high-fives to familiar classmates.

Of course, Slytherin would not let Gryffindor stand out. A big guy stood up from his seat, walked majestically towards the Goblet of Fire, and threw his name into the fire.

Naturally, he also received a round of applause, especially from Slytherin.

Sule knew this man. He was involved in the Quidditch showdown between Gryffindor and Slytherin last school year. His name was Warrington. He was a wizard who looked like a giant sloth.

Strangely, the Beauxbatons guests did not come forward to vote, but sat down at the long table near the door to wait.

The mystery was quickly revealed. A few minutes later, Madam Maxime walked in with Fleur Delacour. Then Madam Maxime asked the Beauxbatons students to line up.

The students around the Goblet of Fire stepped back and gave up their positions, while looking eagerly at the leader, Fleur Delacour. Well, it was mainly because the boys' gazes were more intense, and the girls were united against very beautiful girls. of.

Beauxbatons students crossed the age line one after another and threw their names into the Goblet of Fire. The blue-white flames quickly turned red, and sparks burst out.

Next, several students from Hogwarts stepped forward to put their names in, including the Gryffindor Quidditch player and a sassy girl--Angelina.

There is also Hufflepuff's "yard grass"---a tragic figure, Cedric Diggory. It is worth mentioning that his girlfriend Qiu Zhang also threw in the name and held hands with Cedric. The parchment he threw in was a meal of dog food for many single dogs.

The little Hufflepuff wizards gathered around Cedric as he came down, smiling and patting him on the shoulders and arms.

Cedric is very popular among Hufflepuffs.

"Okay, I'll join in the fun." Hermione smiled and took out a piece of parchment, excitedly moved forward and threw her name into the Goblet of Fire.

Soul didn't stop her.

Ron also wanted to sign up, but Harry seemed unwilling, and the two argued for a long time at the Gryffindor table.

In the end, Ron was the only one who quickly threw his name in with a blushing face.

Of course, he also received encouraging applause, but not much.

Then Ron returned to his position with great satisfaction. He could not resist the applause given to him, no matter how much it was, it was applause.

Ron left quickly, leaving Harry sitting on the long Gryffindor table, his back looking a little lonely. But not long after, Harry also left the auditorium, and he didn't know where he went.

It didn't matter that Harry didn't vote for his name. Voldemort had set a trap anyway, and Harry was the inevitable choice. He would definitely become one of the warriors.

Due to the lowering of the age limit, the students at Hogwarts were very enthusiastic to participate. In the following time, there was a constant flow of people, and many people completed the registration one after another. Of course, most of them came to join in the fun.

After all, you are here, and you will have a better sense of involvement if you participate.

Soul and Hermione couldn't waste time in the auditorium all day, so they quickly decided to go to the fixed rendezvous place - the library on the second floor of the castle.

As for why it's not the Room of Requirement.

Why do you think it is?

Soul browsed through various methods of resolving curses in the library, trying to find inspiration that would allow him to survive the Curse.

Although he is not sure whether his choice will change his destiny and the warrior will change from Cedric to himself, there is always nothing wrong in planning for a rainy day.