Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

The days of squabbling and occasionally bombing the dormitory passed peacefully, and soon came October, when the Triwizard Tournament officially began.Before that, Dumbledore tried to explain the changes in the British wizarding world to international friends, and told them that the arrangement of the Triwizard Tournament needed to be changed, but the German and French wizards just refused to listen to the bastard chanting, and Dumbledore had no choice. What the heck, he still wished Hogwarts would win.

On the day the international friends from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools arrived, the deans asked Hogwarts students to line up at the gate.As night fell, a huge flying horse-drawn carriage flew from the full moon in the sky and stopped on the lawn of Hogwarts.

"Oh, this looks really fairy-tale style." Harry sighed.

He saw a huge woman get out of the carriage, and Draco squinted and whispered to Harry, "A half-giant?"

"She's really pretty," Harry remarked.He had already recognized who it was, Madame Maxime, Beauxbaton's headmaster, who was indeed very beautiful and graceful. "Think about Hagrid...God, they're both half giants, how can there be such a big difference?"

Hagrid: I've been rejected...【Hagrid crying jpg】

"Welcome to Hogwarts." Dumbledore greeted Madam Maxime with a serene smile, and kissed Headmaster Beauxbaton's hand in a graceful gesture that would make all the ladies blush.

Harry glanced at Grindelwald, who had one hand in his pocket, probably holding his own wand.

"Dumbledore, I didn't expect you to become like this." Madam Maxime smiled happily at the young Dumbledore. "How long will the potion accident last?"

"This winter is over, thank you for your concern."

"Hey, Harry, your potion won't have any side effects?" Padma of Ravenclaw poked Harry's arm in the crowd, and the latter replied, "Of course not."

"Then we will ensure that the headmaster has a potion accident once a year, and there will be a new feeling every year."

"..."

Beauxbaton's students walked into the castle. After a long journey, they needed a good rest, but soon, they were confused.

There is a small platform in the middle of the Hogwarts auditorium, and there is a huge display screen in front of it. They can’t tell if it’s magic or something else. In short, the promotional video of Hogwarts school is played on the left side of it, and the promotional video of Hogwarts school is played on the right side. It is a black and white dog.

"Wang, welcome to Hogwarts. This is the Hogwarts self-service inquiry system. I am the intelligent husky of the system. I am very happy to serve you."

"What does that mean?" one of Beauxbatons' boys asked in amazement.

"It means, you can ask me questions, and I'll do my best to answer." Husky said in a voice that sounded funny. If you had to describe it, the tone would remind people of cats and mice. "You can ask in French," it said in French.

"Oh, that's great, you know we're not very fluent in English..." Fleur Delacour broke into a smile. "Are you a Hogwarts ghost, or something else?"

"As I said, this beautiful lady, I am an artificial intelligence."

Beauxbaton's students gradually became puzzled. "Artificial...intelligence? What's that?"

"If you want to know, of course what I can do is to provide as much information as possible. The source of artificial intelligence can be traced back to the fourteenth century. Before that, I think you should first understand computers and discrete mathematics... balabbala... balabala ..."

The expressions of Beauxbaton's students gradually became confused.

"We just finished talking about vectors and matrices, and we will introduce functions and graph theory next... balabala..."

The expressions of Beauxbaton's students gradually became frightened.

"After the introduction of mathematics, the framework of artificial intelligence can basically be established. But how to specifically build artificial intelligence? This depends on our programming language, which are some of the commonly used ones—"

Dumbledore and Mrs. Maxime waited until Karkaroff, the three of them were talking, and led Durmstrang and Hogwarts students in together, and then they saw the chattering husky dog ​​head , a large screen displaying dizzying letters and numbers, and Beauxbaton's student standing there with a mouth, as if under a petrification spell.

Beauxbaton's students saw a Hogwarts fourth-year boy rushing forward and asked them, "What did you ask it?"

Fleur, with dizzy eyes, replied in a trance, "I asked it what artificial...artificial intelligence is."

The next second, the entire auditorium heard Harry Potter's roar.

"Husky, you artificial mental retardation!!!"

Harry directly disconnected the husky from the Internet, so that it could only search the internal Hogwarts database, and could only answer students' questions related to the arrangement of the Trifinals.Soon, the husky finished its original job—arranging each student to have dinner at the corresponding long table, answering their questions about the Hogwarts stairs, and pointing them out where the interesting places are.

After a little disturbance, the students from each school were arranged to sit down according to themselves. With Dumbledore's wand waving, a sumptuous amount of food appeared on the long table.Fleur Delacour was sitting next to Harry, and she let out a small exclamation when she saw the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead. "You are Harry Potter."

"Yes. I'm really sorry just now, Miss Delacour, that artificial mentally retarded brain is a bit difficult to use."

Furong's beautiful eyes flashed curiously. "Do you know what it is?"

"Of course I know. To be precise, I created it."

"Really?! But how can you create a life? This is something Merlin can do—"

Harry held up two fingers. "First, it's not life; second, it's not magic. Muggles can do this kind of thing."

"Then I can do it too?" Furong asked in surprise.

"Of course." Harry answered her in the affirmative.

"can you teach me?"

Fleur looked at Harry with her big azure blue eyes like a pure ocean. Her usual proud look disappeared, replaced by star eyes of admiration. How can ordinary boys resist it?

It's a pity that Potter is not an ordinary boy.

"You can find Drake, here, the one next to me." Harry replied without thinking. "I'm so busy I don't have time to start from scratch teaching people who didn't go to high school."

Fleur was stunned.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence all around, and a group of boys looked at him with murderous eyes.

Harry was puzzled.What did I say wrong to look at me like that?I didn't directly say that you can't make artificial intelligence based on your IQ. It's all about taking care of your emotions. What do you want me to do?

Fleur Delacour did not speak to Harry again for the next few days.

During Halloween, the auditorium was decorated with bats flying around the ceiling, pumpkin figurines, lanterns and other gadgets. A horror movie was playing on the big screen in the auditorium. The girls in Beauxbatons were so scared that they took the food and went to We went out to eat in the garden, but a few Durmstrang boys and Hogwarts students enjoyed their meal together.

When Dumbledore arrived and was about to announce who was chosen to be a warrior, "Midnight Bell" just showed the scene of Sadako crawling out of the TV. A group of students were discussing how to use magic spells to deal with Sadako. Don't want to bet he's heard a couple of dark spells.

With a flick of his wand, the led screen went dark momentarily, and Durmstrang's horror fans sighed in disappointment.The Beauxbaton girls, who dared not watch horror movies and lowered their heads to play mobile phones with their British classmates, stepped into the new world, feeling their surroundings darkened, and looked up at Dumbledore in bewilderment.

Dumbledore: "..."

Do you remember that today is the day the Goblet of Fire announces its champions? !

Beauxbaton Congregation: Addicted to forum gossip jpg

Durmstrand: Addicted to movies and unable to extricate themselves jpg, addicted to discuss (black) magic with Hogwarts classmates and unable to extricate themselves jpg

Hogwarts: Shut up, what we are learning is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Fortunately, the representatives sent by Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are not only elites, but at least they are good students. They remember their original purpose of coming here, and they still haven’t forgotten to put their names in the Goblet of Fire, otherwise things will go wrong. Big trouble...

The neglected Goblet of Fire turned red angrily, and they didn't want to show off. They wanted to watch a movie or play with their mobile phones, so they announced their warriors earlier, so let's play with them! mmp!

Swipe——Three notes were sprayed out from the Goblet of Fire at the same time, so far that one of them even got stuck on Karkaroff's face. Dumbledore waved his wand and took them into his hand with a beautiful summoning spell , announced: "Victor Krum, Fleur Delacour, Cedric Diggory."

Applause and cheers resounded through the Hogwarts auditorium, and an uncontrollable happy smile appeared on Fleur's face, she showed eight white teeth, while Krum looked like a [sad face cat: I am very happy jpg] expression, and the Hufflepuff side was almost in a frenzy.

At this time, on the other side of the Eurasian continent, in the ancient East, Quirrell was still practicing the Canon of Sunflowers; in the dark forest of Albania, Voldemort was still living tenaciously by parasitizing snakes; , Barty Jr. played games with dementors in modern Azkaban.

The fourth warrior?cemetery?Voldemort resurrected?What are you talking about?

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