[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

The days that followed were not peaceful. In fact, Dumbledore had not been peaceful since the moment Dumbledore mentioned the Triwizard Tournament at the opening dinner.

The once-in-a-century competition makes the students eager to move, especially the boys. There is almost no one who does not want to become a contestant and gain both fame and fortune.

On the day Beauxbatons and Durmstrang representatives arrived, most people's minds were out of class.

"Moody" wanted them to deal with the Imperius Curse, and wisely avoided Harry and the others after the magic prosthetic eye grunted around.

Since being debunked by them, Crouch Jr. still calmly played Mad-Eye vividly.He was extremely vigilant and only drank from his own jug.He hates Slytherin, where the descendants of Death Eaters are, and has great protection for Gryffindor.What's more, he displayed the qualities of a great Auror who had fought the Death Eaters for years.

Everything seemed normal, and little Crouch didn't make any extra moves.It was as if he had never seen the two letters on the spider's body, and his identity had never been seen through.

This made things difficult for Harry and the others. On the one hand, they didn't want to play the so-called Dark Lord's resurrection game with Moody, and on the other hand, they wanted to see what Moody's real purpose was.

Intuition told them that Barty Crouch's visit was not as simple as taking Harry away.

So far, the two sides have reached a stalemate after direct provocation and probing.

In the Transfiguration class after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor McGonagall gave them a stern warning, "If you spend all your energy on the Triwizard Tournament, then I must remind you that your upcoming OWLs exam will be Worried!"

"Then it will have to wait until next year!" Justin next to Harry muttered, he only dared to complain in a low voice in front of the majestic Professor McGonagall.

But maybe the charm of the Triwizard Tournament is too great, not only in the Transformation class, but also in the Potions class, some people dared to challenge the majesty of the Slytherin Snake King.

So, unfortunately, the restlessness that permeated the students completely ignited the Snake King's anger.

"Some of us may be in dire need," said Snape, his bleak eyes sweeping down to the shivering patch of badgers and vipers below.The voice was soft and soft, "Of course I know what day it is, and you don't need to remind me of the event that made you lose your mind. Although I can't understand why some of us are so eager to die— —but unfortunately, the bell hasn't rung yet." Snape fixed his eyes on Harry when he said this, as if he was the idiot that the potions professor said he was restless and eager to die.

"Of course, I have to admit with regret that the Triwizard Tournament is indeed a once-in-a-century event—but that doesn't mean you can take my potions class without your heads." Snape said in a low voice. said, "To cheer up the Triwizard Tournament, and to save your dying brains. There's going to be a quiz, a little quiz, and I'm going to poison one of you at Christmas, and here's During this period, I sincerely hope that each of you can properly prepare your own antidote, otherwise, you will know the consequences on the day you are poisoned."

Snape's intimidation put the little animals at risk, and for the next hour, there were no more silly children rushing out of the classroom.

Seeing this, Harry, who was obediently stirring the cauldron, could only swallow his own bitterness.Don't guess, if Snape wants to poison, then the one named Potter must be in this group.

Thinking of that wonderful event, the balance swung a bit, but he resolutely accepted the event of being "poisoned" by the Potions Professor.He has Draco by his side, if not, he also has bezoar, after all, the poison will not kill him. Compared with the thing that was planned from the beginning of school, being poisoned by the snake king is nothing more than a trivial matter...

In the evening, teachers and students from Hogwarts flocked here.They filed down the steps and lined up in front of the castle to await their guests.As night fell, the night wind picked up a chill.Under the white and translucent moon, the students looked around, for fear that they would miss the moment when the guest appeared if they were not paying attention.

"How did they come here?"

"A portkey?"

Countless guesses sounded out one after another, and in the seemingly anxious waiting——finally, the representative of Beauxbatons appeared!

Twelve tall giant horses pulled a carriage the size of a house and landed in front of them. From the carriage, Mrs. Maxim, who had a half-giant blood, got out of the carriage with his students.

Immediately afterwards, a long black pole rose from the vortex of the lake, a huge black shadow floated under the water surface, and with a crashing sound, a magnificent ship broke through the water surface

There was an uproar!

Busba, who is as beautiful as a fairy under the moon, is as brave as Durmstrang who has returned in triumph.

Not only Beauxbatons Veela beauties appeared in front of Hogwarts students, but what was even more surprising was that they saw the much-anticipated Quidditch superstar: Viktor Krum!

***

That night, many people were so excited that they stayed up all night.As soon as the next day was lighted, there was a loud noise in the auditorium.

The Goblet of Fire was placed in the center of the hall, and the bright blue flame danced happily at the mouth of the cup, like fairy fire exuding a sweet scent, tempting people to throw parchment into its belly.

Enticed by it, many people are eager to try it.

The twins who drank the spirit enhancer excitedly crossed the age limit drawn by Dumbledore, but before they had time to be happy, they were painfully thrown ten feet away and grew beards.

Some people also tried to throw in the parchment with their names written on it beyond the age limit. Those who were not tied with heavy objects were fine, but those who were tied with heavy objects smashed their own heads.

There were also people who asked seniors for help in a whimsical way. At first they were happy that the Goblet of Fire swallowed their own parchment, but later their eyebrows were burned by the ignited ball of paper spit out.

The students fought wits and bravery to throw the parchment into the Goblet of Fire, and they came up with all sorts of strange ideas, but in the end, without exception, they were all rejected by the Goblet of Fire.

Harry sat at the Hufflepuff breakfast table and watched with gusto until Cedric appeared.

"What's the matter with you? You haven't been thinking about participating all night, have you?" Harry's dark circles were frighteningly thick, and when he turned his head suddenly, Cedric was really startled.

"I was a thief last night." Harry said nonchalantly, he had more work to do than that. "You will participate in the competition, Cedric?"

There was a cheerful light shining behind the transparent lenses. Usually, at this time, anyone who knew Harry knew that there was a bad idea.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

He was used to Harry's appearance, and now that he had formed the look in his expectant eyes, he knew nothing good was going to happen.

"It's nothing, I just want to help you write a note for registration."

"You want me to vote for you? It's not impossible, but it will definitely not succeed."

"I know," said Harry regretfully, "that's why I want to have fun."

Cedric didn't understand what Harry meant. He didn't realize that Harry really only wanted to help him write his name until the other party wrote Cedric Diggory's letters on the parchment.

Although this matter made Hufflepuff a little strange, but then, with the arrival of the Halloween dinner, it was forgotten by him.

What he didn't know was that this was actually the result of Harry's discussion.In order to avoid accidents they decided to replace Cedric, which was not difficult, and Harry made everything fall into place with a powerful Confusion Charm.

The Goblet of Fire thought it was Cedric Diggory it picked out, but in fact, the note was really written: Draco Malfoy.

When the old headmaster pronounced the name, there was no applause, and everyone was so surprised that they all stared blankly at the blond boy sitting at the Slytherin table.It seemed that Draco, who was completely unaffected by the outside world, stood up gracefully, and his close-fitting and well-fitting light gray robe flowed with mercury-like brilliance as he moved.

It sounded like a snap, like a stone falling into a lake, like the sound of a machine starting up.Initiated by Slytherin, deafening applause resounded throughout the auditorium.

This is their warrior, a 14-year-old boy, powerful enough to confuse Slytherin, an advanced magic tool like the Goblet of Fire!

Draco Malfoy, that's the warrior they don't need any doubts about!

Infected by the people around him, Harry clapped excitedly.He watched Draco walk towards the rostrum step by step, and walked towards Dumbledore in the applause of everyone.

The old headmaster was not surprised by this result, he smiled and looked at the oncoming teenager, with admiration flashing behind his eyes.But this situation didn't last long, and Dumbledore's smile froze - beside him, the flames of the Goblet of Fire that should have been waiting to be extinguished turned red again, and sparks burst out.A long flame shot into the sky, and then a piece of parchment was caught in Dumbledore's hand.

The old headmaster with a white beard lifted it up, looking at the name on it and fell into a long thought.His eyes flicked to Draco--Harry--Hermione, and finally landed on the Gryffindor table.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, and finally said the name that everyone had been waiting for for a long time——

"Ron Weasley!"

This time, the wonderful thing Harry had planned since the beginning of school finally came true.

The author has something to say:

Remember when Snape tried to poison Harry?Too bad Harry went to have his wand tested on Christmas Day.Now Xiaoha is not a warrior, he really "became a thief" at night!

Ron, I really like you!Please don't be careless! ! ! !

Hahaha, I would say that Ron is very happy to brush 23333333