Hogwarts Life Guide

Based on Tangning's temperament, she would have looked away after their eyes met. After all, he still wanted to lose face, so why did he keep staring at this little girl?

But something unexpected happened at this moment. To be precise, Tangning noticed something was wrong with his body. When he looked at the beautiful Beauxbatons girl, he suddenly felt an emotion - this girl is so beautiful, I feel so good. like!

The most important thing is that Tangning is very sure that this emotion is not caused by the charm of Veela. They are two completely different feelings.

Tangning had never felt this way since time travel. It seemed that it was his body's instinct rather than his own, and the two seemed to be separated.This situation made Tangning feel a little scared. Maybe the sequelae of his time travel were not just a nightmare every month.

Tangning, who was immersed in her mind and body, trying to find out the cause of the problem, didn't realize that at this moment, he was still looking straight at the Beauxbatons girl.

"Huh? Why don't you eat? What are you looking at?"

Fleur Delacour heard her sister's voice and once again glanced dissatisfied at the little bastard who was staring at her expressionlessly not far away, then turned around and said to her sister with a smile: "Gabriel, Do you want fish soup?"

"But there is only one portion here...sister, don't you want to drink?" The little girl called Gabrielle was only nine or ten years old, and her face was somewhat similar to Fleur.

"I can look elsewhere. People here may not be used to our French-style cuisine!" Fleur said with a smile. At this point, she thought of the little bastard who had been staring at her just now, and the ninja went towards it angrily. I glanced over there, only to find that the man was lowering his head and motionless.

When she retracted her gaze, Fleur accidentally caught a glimpse of an untouched French fish soup not far from the little bastard's seat. She immediately thought of it. As long as that little bastard looks at me, I will definitely find an opportunity. Make him look good!

With this in mind, Fleur spoke to Gabrielle and walked towards the Gryffindor table.

Tangning had no idea that he had offended a narrow-minded beautiful girl. At this moment, he was trying to find out the source of that strange emotion.

Closing her eyes and entering her own spiritual world was not a difficult task for Tang Ning, who had already learned Occlumency.This state sounds noble, but in fact it means trying to ignore the surrounding environment and focus on one's own heart.

Emotions came and went without a trace, Tangning thought about it and tried her best to outline a delicate face in her mind. It was the Beauxbatons girl with Veela characteristics.Finally, this emotion appeared again!

Tangning, who was highly focused, immediately caught this, but the result made him even more confused. This love seemed to be from him, and Occlumency didn't give him any warning, but his reason told him that there must be something somewhere. No, the feeling of alienation from this love is not an illusion...

The matter was clearly beyond Tang Ning's ability to solve it, but it was something that she could never tell others about, let alone seek advice from others.

Tangning lowered her head and lost all appetite.

On the other side, Fleur had already arrived at the Gryffindor table, "Excuse me, are you ready to eat this fish soup?"

While speaking, Fleur kept staring at the little bastard with her peripheral vision, thinking in her mind - "He is still lowering his head, raise your head quickly, as long as you look at me, I will definitely make you look embarrassed!"

Tangning's previous guess was correct. Fleur Delacour did have Veela blood. Her grandmother was a Veela. She inherited her grandmother's natural charm magic. Fleur firmly believed that with the current distance, as long as she The little bastard looked at her. With her charm magic, she was sure to let this little bastard from Hogwarts, who was almost fourteen or fifteen years old, know the consequences of being rude!

With her full attention on Tangning, Fleur didn't notice the blushing face of the little wizard who just spoke to her. She only heard the other person's stuttering response.But even if she knew, she wouldn't care. In the years when she was growing up, she had seen many little boys like this in Beauxbatons.

Fleur didn't care about other people's obsessed looks. To be precise, she didn't care because she was used to it. Of course she had disgust, but she didn't want to hate those people - it was such a waste of emotion. She learned to do this a long time ago Do, just ignore them.But the expressionless and even scrutinizing gaze like that just now is absolutely intolerable.However, if Tang Ning knew what Furong was thinking, he would cry out that she was wronged.

Fu Rong picked up the fish soup. She held it very steadily and slowly, hoping in her heart that the little bastard would raise his head and look at her. In her mind, there seemed to be a little girl growing up and shouting: "Look up quickly. Bastard!" It seemed that the goddess of fate was also looking after her. Finally, a cry of surprise appeared in her mind: "Look up, look up, look over here! Look over here!"

Here, Tangning put away her depressed thoughts and rubbed her face vigorously, "There must be a road to the mountain!" He comforted himself, and then he heard Jeffrey's voice.

"Look, that girl is here. Look at Ron, his face is red!" Now Jeffrey was no longer affected by the Veela's charm.

Tangning looked towards Ron, and sure enough, the girl she saw before appeared at the Gryffindor table. She was holding a plate of food in her hand. She didn't know what it was.

If I had to use a poem to describe Furong's mood at this moment, it would undoubtedly be that there was no way out of the mountains and rivers, and there was a bright future in the village. She could no longer serve the dishes more slowly. If that little bastard didn't come to court... If she looks here, she can only go back.After all, it would not look good on Mrs. Maxim's face if she deliberately stirred up trouble and was found to have made mistakes. Fleur admired this principal who cared about her very much, and of course she would not let such a thing happen.

"I won't cause trouble for Madam Maxime, but if you are embarrassed by yourself, I can't be blamed!" Fleur thought so and quietly used active charm magic on Tangning. The content of the magic was also It was very simple, hinting Tangning to come to her side.

It should be noted that there is a long table between Tangning and Furong. If the magic suggestion is successful, then Tangning will not be smart enough to know the detour. He will naturally take a shortcut. As for how to take the shortcut, it is naturally between two points, with the shortest straight line. Got it!

Then Fleur noticed that Tang Ning was motionless, even turned her face away, and was still talking to the people around him!

Doubts, anger, and all kinds of emotions came to mind. Fleur shook her hand, and some of the fish soup on the plate accidentally spilled out and got on the robe of the little wizard she had spoken to before.

"Excuse me……"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" The little wizard, who Jeffrey called Ron, seemed to be out of breath at this moment.

Fleur didn't waste much time. She apologized again and prepared to go back to her sister's place with the fish soup. Before leaving, she glanced at the little bastard who ignored her active charm magic - "He's looking again." Me! Are you still pretending to be confused?" Furong silently remembered this in her heart, "Just wait for me, I will remember it!"

Tang Ning was indeed a little confused. Just now, he suddenly had the urge to turn over the table and stand in front of the girl opposite. However, he came and went quickly, so he looked at Fleur like this, not knowing that he had already beaten her so hard. excuse me.

Even if she knew that Tangning was currently eating, she probably wouldn't care too much. Losing appetite would at most mean eating less. Soon the food on the table would be removed, and by then it would be too late to eat. Tangning didn't want to be hungry all night.

Tang Ning found that eating was definitely a good way to forget worries. When the plate suddenly became clean, Tang Ning would be full. As for the previous loss of appetite, Tang Ning had already been thrown away to Java in the process.

Dumbledore stood up, and Tangning noticed that there were outsiders besides the two new principals at the teachers' table.

"Before I explain the activities of the Triwizard Tournament, please allow me to introduce three guests, because there are still people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, the Director of the International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic, and this is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Physical Education and Sports at the Ministry of Magic, and finally Ms. Portha Jorkins, Special Commissioner to the Ministry of Magic. Ms. Jorkins will be with us for the rest of the year at Hogwarts. A whole school year, until the end of the Triwizard Tournament."

When Dumbledore introduced him, only Bagman waved hello enthusiastically. Of course, he received the most applause.However, Tangning's attention was mainly focused on Barty Crouch, who had a serious look on his face.

"Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly over the past few months to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued. "They will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mark Together with Mrs. Sim, they formed a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors. Finally, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch were not always at school. When there were no competition events, Ms. Jorkins would have full authority. Represent them. If you have any questions about the future Warriors Triwizard Tournament, I believe Ms. Joggins will be happy to answer them."

Tangning noticed that the name of the special commissioner from the Ministry of Magic was not on the judging panel.After a while, Dumbledore asked Filch to place a box on the table in front of Dumbledore.

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific events for this year's Warriors competition, and they have made many necessary arrangements for each event. There are three events in total, each at different times throughout the school year. Conducted, they will test the warriors in many different ways. Testing their talents in magic, their courage, and their ability to reason. And of course! And their ability to overcome danger."

Hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, and everyone seemed to stop breathing.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors competing," Dumbledore continued calmly, "representing one participating school. We will rate them according to the quality of each event they complete, and when the three events are over, The Warriors with the most points will win the Trifecta. The Warriors are selected by a fair picker, and it's the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.The lid slowly creaked open.Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, roughly carved wooden goblet.The cup itself was unremarkable at all, but it was filled with dancing blue-white flames.Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could clearly see it.

"Every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore. Sign up inside. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be in the foyer for all All the students have access to it.”

"In order to prevent underage students from being tempted," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under seventeen years of age can cross this line. Boundaries.”

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play. Do not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Who will put himself Putting your name into the cup actually forms a contract that must be abided by. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. Therefore, please think twice before making sure that you really want to participate in the game wholeheartedly. Names thrown into the cup. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed, and I wish you all a good night."

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