The dinner ended quickly amidst the roars of the crowd. The little wizards at Hogwarts started discussing in twos and threes. Most of the Muggle wizards were at a loss, and the half-bloods and pure-bloods beside them talked about science thoughtfully. The information about the Triwizard Tournament was very It spread quickly throughout the campus.

Jiang Feng also had a smile on his face, but he didn't participate in anyone's discussion, he just walked towards the dormitory alone while everyone was not paying attention, but with such a handsome face, there is no condition for keeping a low profile!

"Feng!" Hermione stopped him, and the little witch hurried over, as if she was afraid that Jiang Feng would run away, "Huh, huh, do you know about the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Of course, what's wrong?" Jiang Feng looked at her curiously, wondering what his smart girl thought.

Unlike Harry and Ron, who are confused, Hermione, as a top student and the only person who has read a complete history of Hogwarts, of course knows the past and present of the Triwizard Tournament, she is interested in another thing thing.

Will my sweetheart participate in the competition?

Hermione took a breath and asked softly, "Feng, will you... participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Hahahaha, maybe Professor Dumbledore will let me participate," Jiang Feng laughed loudly, "but the premise is that he will appoint the candidate, but unfortunately not."

"What? No? What isn't it? Do you know anything?" Hermione hurriedly asked, but Jiang Feng, who had been prepared for a long time, disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye. She was so angry that she could only stomp her feet and leave 073 unwillingly.

Seeing the little witch leaving, Jiang Feng's smile gradually faded, his eyes glanced around coldly, there was nothing in the dark corridor, but Jiang Feng knew that someone was secretly spying!

Death Eaters? No, they don't have this ability, otherwise they would have sneaked into Hogwarts and started killing.

One after another guesses surfaced in his mind and were dismissed by him. After a while, he still couldn't figure out why.

But Jiang Feng was not panicked, on the contrary, he was a little bit eager to try, he was tired of the step-by-step performance, and just focused on this new opponent!

There was a smirk on his pretty face, the big boss behind the scenes is really awesome!

Standing in place for a long time might attract attention, Jiang Feng straightened his face, pretended to be a Gryffindor who was eager for honor, left the corridor naturally, and walked towards the dormitory.

Not long after, two armored wizards came out from the shadows. Seeing no one around, they communicated with each other.

"Joseph, I think we've been discovered," one of the wizards said solemnly, and kept rubbing the hilt of his sword. "That Qing guy just stopped when we appeared."

"Tch, you really know how to joke, Peter, why are you pretending to be cautious (bgef) after you call him a gangster, what can a brat understand." The man named Joseph looked indifferent.

From his point of view, the Orientals know how to deal with their enemies, and they have always bowed their knees to the foreigners.

Unlike Joseph, who is very angry, Peter is a devout believer, while Jiang Feng, who he needs to monitor, is an old-fashioned oriental, unbeliever, wizard, and underage child. This is already very correct and should not be discriminated against.

He firmly retorted, "Joseph, you shouldn't have said that. The East is backward, and we can't be biased. Every believer is not born with faith. He just didn't listen to the Lord's gospel. We have to do our best. change him.

"Be careful! Peter, have you forgotten your mission?" Joseph's voice was stern, "Whether one is qualified to listen to the Lord's gospel is judged by someone else, we just need to confirm his information!"

After all, the two prayed on the spot, and no one passed by from the beginning to the end.

Days passed, and the heat of the Triwizard Tournament cooled down a bit. After all, Dumbledore only announced it once during the school term, and then he didn't believe it. Moreover, there was only so much information in the past, so there was nothing to talk about.

Until one day, while Sparton and Durmstrang's delegation came.

In the early morning of this day, Dumbledore got up early, dressed and greeted the students to go out to meet the opponents this time, which were the delegations from the other two magic schools in Europe.

It didn't take long for the crowd to wait for Beauxbaton to arrive. Like the messengers of the gods, they descended from the sky in a golden carriage, and the talisman horse pulling the carriage was majestic.

The car door was wide open, and many students came down one after another. The azure school uniform was a bit retro, and Jiang Feng couldn't appreciate it, but even he had to admit that this group of Gauls were really particular, and the robes were all made of exquisite silk. of.

The rune horse that pulls the cart is also not ordinary. This thing is a kind of Pegasus, with a golden silver mane and fiery red eyes. It is about the size of an elephant, and it only drinks single malt whiskey. It belongs to the series that people are not as good as horses.

"My God! Look! Who's that?"

"It's so beautiful, I think our school is full of ugly girls, the ugly kind..."

"Brother, he is indeed beautiful, but I think you may be finished."

The leading student in Beauxbaton's team was outstanding in appearance and cold in temperament. The moment he showed his face, he attracted the attention of all the boys in the school, except for a few. This girl is so beautiful.

"Feng, are you okay?" Hermione worried, but she immediately realized that she was worrying too much, the light in Jiang Feng's eyes was not indulging or admiring, but examining.

He didn't hear Hermione's words, recalling the vague sense of surveillance during this period, and then contacting the performance of this group of Gauls, Jiang Feng crossed Beauxbatons in his heart, the surveillance was someone else , Beauxbatons, unworthy.

"Hello, Madam Maxime, it's an honor to meet you." Dumbledore bowed slightly, stretched out his hand gracefully, and helped Madam Maxime get off the carriage.

"You too, Dumbledore, we haven't seen each other for a long time." The amazing figure of the female titan shocked the audience, and Beauxbaton's students all got out of the way.

After welcoming Beauxbaton's headmaster Olim Maxim, Dumbledore continued to wait for the next delegation, the Durmstrang delegation, which was also the school of the famous Bulgarian team player, Victor Krum.

Knowing that they were coming, the Quidditch fans at Hogwarts were crazy, and everyone wanted to sit with the star.

Soon, a huge ship emerged from the Black Lake, which was Durmstrang's means of transportation.

The whole ship, like their school, is full of underworld atmosphere, as are Durmstrang's students, everyone is wearing blood-red robes, and the headmaster looks exactly like Brother Deng from a distance.

They wore winter clothes under their robes, and it seemed that the school was quite cold.

"Carlo, long time no see." Dumbledore greeted, his attitude was very different from Mrs. Maxim's just now, and the reason was very simple, the headmaster was once a Death Eater.

Igor Karlov, greedy for life and afraid of death, selfish, good at playing with the wind, made no contribution during his reign, but brought Durmstrang School of Magic into a dark age.

His eyes were stern and haughty, "Hmph, long time no see, Dumbledore, you still like to do these things to no avail.

The two did not talk speculatively, and quickly ended their pleasantries.

To everyone's disappointment, Durmstrang chose Slytherin, Beauxbaton sat with Raven Claw, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff neither got girls nor idols, and lost numb. .

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