eudora clement hp

The sorting ceremony began, and the sorting hat was as worn out as ever. This year it changed to a song introducing itself and the four colleges, but everyone was almost staring at the empty plate in front of them, and few people paid attention to what it sang. What.Probably what they are hungry most need now is a mouthful of hot food to appease their empty stomachs that are constantly making trouble.

Finally, after the last student was sorted into Hufflepuff, Mr. Principal stood up with his hands open, and under everyone's expectant eyes, he said energetically, "Eat!"

Attractive and delicious food appeared at the same time and filled all the empty plates neatly arranged in the middle of the five long tables. If the actions of the students in other colleges were eager but reserved, then the Gryffindor long table was getting food It should be counted as looting. When the chicken legs and roast chicken came out, several people rushed forward, and most of the plates were emptied in an instant.

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, the remaining food on the table was completely emptied, and Mr. Principal stood up cheerfully, "First of all, I still want to say welcome to Hogwarts! Please be patient and listen to me when I finish a few new notices. Mr. Filch asked me to inform you that a few more items have been added to the list of prohibited items. Remember to take a look. According to the usual practice, what needs to be said is , the Forbidden Forest is forbidden to enter, and students who have not reached the third grade cannot go to Hogsmeade for the time being. Finally, I regret to inform you that this year's Quidditch competition has been cancelled..."

Before Mr. Principal finished speaking, the audience started to make trouble.

"Merlin! Quidditch has been cancelled!"

"Is this the so-called unforgettable year? I can only study and study for a whole year..."

"Oh, no! I still want to apply to join the Quidditch team! How can I cancel the game!"

"Oh, everyone, be quiet first." The principal continued with a smile, "The main reason is that this year there will be a grand event in our school, and this event will occupy our spare time throughout the year. Listen to me, You shouldn't be wondering why this year's Quidditch match was canceled. I'm glad the event can be re-hosted..."

"Boom!" Mr. Principal's words were interrupted again, the door of the banquet hall was slammed open, and deafening thunder came in from outside.

Everyone moved in unison to look at the entrance, and a very embarrassed figure appeared there. When he came out from the shadow of the door, revealing his hideous and terrifying face covered with scars, the students subconsciously screened. Hold your breath!When the terrifyingly large magic eye on that person's face was turning rapidly, almost everyone had the illusion that they were being targeted...

"Duk, du, du..." For a moment, the entire banquet hall was filled with the sound of a prosthetic limb hitting the floor directly in everyone's hearts.

"Welcome! Alastor, welcome to Hogwarts." The headmaster's gentle voice seemed to have magical powers, miraculously comforting the frightened students, "Let me introduce you, This is Alastor Moody, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, an excellent former Oro! I believe many of you here have heard his name, I hope you can get along well."

"..." Moody went straight to the side of Mr. Principal, reached out his hand and shook hands with him, said a few words in a low voice, and then sat in the vacant seat at the side without saying anything.

"Oh, then let's continue talking about the grand event just mentioned." Mr. Principal clapped his hands and drew the students' attention back to the goal, "I don't know if you have heard of it Regarding this event, what I want to tell you is that our school will soon host the Triwizard Tournament that has been suspended for a long time!"

Mr. Principal’s words were like water dripping into a boiling oil pan unintentionally, and the originally gloomy atmosphere in the entire banquet hall was instantly ignited and became lively. This time, everyone didn’t discuss it for long, because they were still waiting. Mr. Principal, go on!

"There must be many people who don't know what the Triwizard Tournament is. I will briefly introduce it here. It was created more than 700 years ago to promote the friendship between the three largest magic schools in Europe. By The three schools of magic, Hogwarts, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, are held in rotation every five years. At that time, the three schools will use a fair and just way to select the warriors representing their respective schools to conduct three It was called the Triwizard Tournament to decide the winner. But it was called off because of too many deaths..."

"The death toll?!" Hermione exclaimed in a low voice, and subconsciously looked at Eudora. She hadn't heard any news about the Triwizard Tournament, so she didn't know anything about the way the warriors were selected. You know, if everyone has to participate in the selection, then with Eudora's strength, it is very likely that she will be selected as a Hogwarts warrior...Damn pride, the only thought in her mind now is to stop Eudora Participate in the competition!God knows what accidents will happen during the game? !

Sensing Hermione's uneasiness, Eudora raised her head and looked over. When she met those worried eyes, she felt her whole heart was warm. She opened her mouth and told her, "I dont go!"

"……"but……

Eudora tilted her head and thought for a while, then took out a small piece of paper from her pocket, pointed her magic wand at the piece of paper, and somehow left the words she wanted to say on the paper, put away her magic wand, and put the small piece of paper The papers were stacked and handed to Hermione.

Hermione accepted the note from Eudora pretending to be calm under the curious and playful eyes of her classmates. After reading it, Hermione was completely relieved, because Eudora told her that she knew the meaning of the Triwizard Tournament. I also heard that Mr. Principal "inadvertently" mentioned certain restrictions on warriors. It just so happens that she is also among the "unqualified" applicants, so Hermione can rest assured that she doesn't have to think too much, just need to Just watch the game with peace of mind.

"...after we have made a lot of preparations, confirmed that the time is right and ensured that no students will die because of it, we have decided to hold the Triwizard Tournament again this year, and the venue will be at Hogwarts." Mr. Principal waited for them to discuss After it was almost done, I continued, "The students of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang will be handed over to our school in October, and the selection of warriors will also be held at the end of October. We will announce the warriors at the Halloween dinner." The final list, the winner will also receive a thousand Galleons as a reward in addition to the trophy!

Well, I know that everyone is very excited now, but in order to ensure the safety of every warrior, after discussion, we unanimously decided to set an age limit for this registration, and only students over 17 years old can participate In the selection of warriors, after all, this is an extremely challenging and extremely dangerous activity. I can't let you make fun of your own lives, so I will personally set the age limit when the time comes. "

The principal ignored the noise from the audience, snapped his fingers, and looked at them with a smile, "It's getting late, so we won't be singing the school song together, prefects of each college, please send all the freshmen Take it back to the dormitory, I hope everyone can have a good dream."

The doors of the banquet hall automatically opened to both sides. The students stood up from their seats and slowly moved out. Hermione got up and pushed through the crowd the moment the headmaster announced the dismissal, and walked towards Ravenclaw. go.

"Eudora!" Hermione yelled loudly, firmly holding Eudora's hand hanging by her side, and walked out with her contentedly.

Eudora turned her head to look at the smile on Hermione's face, hooked the corners of her mouth, leaned over to place a light kiss on her lips, and called out sweetly, "Hermione."

"Cough..." Hermione's scalp felt numb due to the sweet voice, and half of her body turned pale. She looked over with a blushing face, "Did Eudora eat candy tonight?"

"No." Eudora said and kissed Hermione on the lips again, "But I kissed Hermione, it's very sweet~"

"... Cough, let's go quickly, don't get stuck here..." Hermione glanced to the side in a panic, and sure enough, a group of people around had strange smiles on their faces. Still wanting more? !What's going on here?

"Okay." Eudora nodded obediently, and led Hermione to walk forward.

Because Hermione's salute will be sent directly to the Gryffindor dormitory, so Eudora's suitcase also contains a lot of Hermione's clothes. Now they can go directly to the Ravenclaw tower, and then The first-year freshman answered the question directly with surprised eyes and walked in.

"Well, senior, isn't that senior from Gryffindor just now? Why did you come here?" A freshman raised his hand and asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

"Oh, that's Hermione Granger, and the girl holding her hand is Eudora Clemente, and because of Eudora, Miss Granger is half a Ravenclaw So you should get used to the fact that she is free to come and go in the Ravenclaw tower as soon as possible. You must know that except for Eudora, none of the other Ravenclaws can pass her. Lanffindor must have been confused by the Sorting Hat."

"Oh, I see, thank you senior..." Anyway, they just need to remember that this is a Gryffindor student belonging to Ravenclaw.

In the days that followed, after witnessing how sticky these two seniors were, they realized what it meant to be a "Gryffindor student belonging to Ravenclaw", and it turned out that they really belonged!It's too... Although I feel very shy every time I see it, but the two of them together really make people feel very beautiful and sweet, ah, why The corners of the mouth curled up uncontrollably?The person with the silly smile on his face must be a fake self!

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Ah, it must not be me who is giggling while coding!