Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

At five o'clock, Soul and Hermione returned to the auditorium, parted at the door, and each returned to sit down at the long table in their own college.

Because it was Halloween, the decoration of the auditorium was the same as in previous years. A large number of magic bats were spinning and flying over the auditorium. The candles put on new pumpkin clothes, and emitted firelight from the eyes and mouths that were taken out. There were countless little people carved out of pumpkins, squinting at everyone on the table, in the corners, and on the walls.

The auditorium was noisy and warm. Guests from afar looked at the bats flying in the sky with surprised eyes and whispered to each other. A few curious people even reached for the little pumpkin man on the table. Some kind-hearted classmates reminded them of this. It's not food, it's decoration.

The Goblet of Fire has been moved and is now placed in the center of the podium. The blue-white flames are swaying in the goblet, and everyone can clearly see it.

Today's dinner seemed to take much longer than usual, probably because they had experienced the same sumptuous banquet the day before. Everyone was not interested in the exquisite dishes that had been carefully prepared in the Hogwarts kitchen all day long, and they just kept looking up. He glanced at the Goblet of Fire, and then whispered to his friends next to him, with a heavy look of anxiety and anticipation on his face.

They had never looked forward to the party ending so early.

As time passed, more and more people became restless, and a few brave ones even stood on the stools to try to see if the plate in front of Dumbledore was empty.

Professor McGonagall did not remind these students who had lost their etiquette. She was also looking forward to who would become the warrior of Hogwarts.

Sur was different from others. He was not infected by the eagerness in the auditorium at all. He slowly picked up a piece of bread and made himself a deluxe version of the sandwich. He put two pieces of steak, sliced ​​sausages, and tomatoes. , cucumber slices, vegetables, enjoying their own work in a leisurely manner, and at the same time, looking happily at Hagrid on the rostrum.

Hagrid's outfit is very different from before.

He was wearing a fluffy brown suit and a yellow and orange plaid tie. His hair looked like a lot of machine lubricant, and was neatly combed into two bunches from the middle and spread out on both sides of his scalp. .

The way he eats is not as bold as at previous banquets. He eats food in small bites and sips wine, just like a very strong man who insists on expressing himself in a gentleman's way. It's extremely awkward.

Moreover, Suhr noticed that Hagrid's eyes kept drifting to his right, where sat Ms. Maxim, who looked at her from Suhr's perspective and was dressed as a very noble lady.

Well, Hagrid's expression was like that of a boy who met a girl he liked for the first time. He always wanted to see more of that girl and couldn't get enough of her.

But Ms. Maxim had been chatting with Dumbledore and Mrs. Sprout next to her, completely unaware of the big boy looking at her lovingly.

Hagrid was very disappointed, so he was about to drink something, but he accidentally moved too much and spilled some wine onto the clean clothes he had packed away. He hurriedly wiped it with the cloth under the plate, and the mess became more and more messy. Hagrid made a tinkling noise, causing Ms. Maxim, who was not far away, to look over.

Hagrid noticed it, immediately stopped and looked back.

Ms. Maxim raised her wine glass. Hagrid was so happy that he quickly picked up the wine glass and responded with a silly smile on his face, ignoring his wet tie.

Soul was also overjoyed, with an aunt's smile on his face. This was the first time he saw Hagrid like this.

It’s so awesome! !

Hagrid put down his wine glass and noticed the smiling Suer below. He raised his hand in front of his chest and waved to him. Suer pointed at Ms. Maxim in Hagrid's somewhat puzzled eyes and then raised his hand. Thumbs up.

Hagrid understood. He scratched his head and smiled shyly.

Winter has not yet arrived, and spring is far away, but it seems that Hagrid's spring is not affected by the climate.

Soul decided at this moment to protect Hagrid's love.

He really wanted to see the scene of two mixed-race giants getting married, and also wanted to know what their children would be like.

Time did not stop, it still passed forward at a steady speed, minute by minute. No matter how long a banquet was, it would eventually come to an end.

The golden plate returned to its original spotless state in the blink of an eye. The voices in the auditorium suddenly became much louder, but when Dumbledore stood up, the auditorium became silent for an instant. At this moment, all the little wizards achieved their goal. With a tacit understanding, he immediately shut up.

Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and full of anticipation as everyone else. Suhr keenly noticed that Karkaroff's body became very stiff at this moment, and his eyes were not moving. , staring intently at the beating Goblet of Fire.

Unlike Ludo Bagman, who was smiling, Umbridge looked a little disinterested and a little bored.

"Okay, it's finally time to make a decision." Dumbledore said, "I guess it will take another minute."

"Listen, I hope that the chosen warrior later will be able to walk to the top of the hall, walk along the staff table, and enter the next room." Dumbledore pointed to the door behind the left side of the staff table, " There, the three warriors will receive initial guidance.”

The little wizards nodded in unison.

Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, "Of course, for such an important moment, we need a special atmosphere."

He raised his wand and waved it down gently. All the candles were extinguished. The light in the auditorium changed from bright to much dimmer. Only the blue and white fireworks dancing in the Goblet of Fire took on the task of releasing the light.

At a certain moment, the blue-white cold light suddenly turned into a warm orange light, which was a little brighter at the same time. There was a crackling sound in the Goblet of Fire, sparks flew, and the sound clearly reached everyone's ears in the quiet auditorium.

"It's coming!" Morn whispered excitedly. He sat on Sur's left hand and stared at the Goblet of Fire.

The flames jumped more violently, as if a pair of invisible hands poured kerosene into it. Everyone knew at this moment that the result was about to be revealed.

Suddenly, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out from it - the sound of breathing in the auditorium seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

The flame quickly faded back to blue-white after spitting out the first piece of parchment, and the warm orange light was replaced by cold blue-white.

Dumbledore reached out to catch the parchment that flew out of the fire, and looked down.

Then he looked up at everyone with a smile.