HP Hermione's Phoenix

Until the banquet started, the teachers and students from the three sides filed in, drinking and drinking, and the Holy Grail was lit——the excited discussions around did not stop at all.

"The director of the French Ministry of Magic is actually Veela, Merlin, our semester..."

"I think I need to mail order some mind refreshers—"

"Have you seen the director of the German Ministry of Magic,,, the best uncle,"

"Victor, that's Viktor, will he sign my hat with lipstick,"

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Tom glanced at the three teachers and students who were seated Shi Shiran.Grindelwald - now his name is Gail Green, Shi Shiran followed Dumbledore into the faculty seat, and warmly greeted Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman who arrived at some time , Dumbledore's face is still dark...but this is not the point, he doesn't care about the old devil at all—

Durmstrang's puppet headmaster Igor Karkaroff seemed to want to say something, but Viktor Krum didn't stop at all, and followed the Gryffindor team straight away——

He sat directly next to Hermione.

The Durmstrand students immediately followed the boss and took their seats at the Gryffindor table.

Draco froze for a moment, as did the Head of Slytherin House.The little snakes suddenly felt that their self-esteem was a bit bad, so they sat down silently.

The long table is full of exotic dishes, which are very rich.But the Slytherin table was cold and the atmosphere was extremely bad.

Tom was cutting the bread in silence, when he heard someone complaining in a low voice: "Oh... this is not in line with the convention... Durmstrang has always been closer to our house-"

Draco shrugged, and began to drink bouillabaisse slowly: "It's because Viktor Krum knew Hermione. I wonder how they met."

Tom stared at the long table opposite.In the crowd, Hermione stared blankly at the table full of dishes.Then, pointing to a dish of vegetables, she laughed at Krum—and then Krum laughed too, and he laughed more like a black bear.

The sound of ding ding taking pictures kept ringing, and the students finally couldn't help but started to try out the terminal—looking up, there were a few new hot topics on the big screen【#卫克多尔#】【#维娃司Long people can't hold it#] and 【#非品大叔局长#】…

Far away, on the long desk of the faculty and staff, Ludo pointed to the big screen in a very active atmosphere and said: "The students are so enthusiastic! I hope you can understand—ahaha, this is our online welcome culture—"

Professor McGonagall also hurriedly said to other school officials: "I hope you guys don't feel offended."

Madame Maxim covered her mouth and smiled—she was so tall, she covered her mouth as if she stood up: "Not at all. We are all happy, and so is our Internet culture."

Marguerite, the director of the French Veela, blinked her eyes calmly, and the hearts of the people around her almost stopped beating, and her voice was infinitely charming: "I am very glad that the students welcome us in this way. Being able to appear on the hot spot, It's an honor for me personally—don't you think, Chief Green?"

Everyone turned their attention to the blonde, blue-eyed, gorgeous, domineering and cool Gellert.

Karkaroff ate silently and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Gellert propped his chin with one hand, put down the meat cleaver gorgeously with the other, looked at Dumbledore without blinking, and said with a low voice and a smile, "Yes... to be able to get this kind of praise in your school, We are very honored..."

— Dumbledore was still dark.

—Dumbledore is still on standby.

Professor McGonagall looked anxious, what happened to the principal today!Somehow socialize ah!

She raised her eyebrows and stepped on Dumbledore's feet...

Dumbledore's eyebrows twitched sharply.At this moment, he stood up abruptly, but did not answer, but said blankly: "Thank you for coming—I think the time is almost up, we can open the Goblet of Fire."

Hermione couldn't help laughing at the pot of vegetables - that pot, a famous British dish...

"Hahahahaha! They actually made this dish! They actually served it!" Hermione burst into tears, "What did the house-elf in the kitchen think!"

No one around could understand her smile.In fact, not many people paid special attention to Hermione at this time. The Gryffindor classmates were all excitedly looking at Krum, and Krum was staring at Hermione...

"Is there a problem?" Krum whispered in Hermione's ear.

"Yeah... you don't really want to eat this, do you?" Hermione pointed at it and burst out laughing again: "God, I really admire those house elves... no, I admire Britain..."

"Uh..." Krum looked at the dish, a dozen rotating fish heads were inserted vertically into the omelette or fried bread, and the eyes of the dead fish looked up at the same time in a daze——

"This is a famous dish, and the British call it 'Looking at the Starry Sky'..." Hermione was speechless, annoyed and funny, "They invented this dish and dared to eat it by themselves, and even dare to come to entertain guests... This is simply the darkness of the world The pinnacle of cooking! Let me rub it, won't those fish heads give me nightmares..."

Krum nodded honestly: "Well, I feel quite curious."

"Right!"

But Harry, Ron and Neville felt very calm. Neville even took the initiative to cut a piece of fish head and ate it unconsciously, and opened his big round eyes: "Hermione, why do you keep laughing like this... Seriously This dish is very ordinary! I really don't understand where the joke is..."

"British! Neville, you really have a British stomach!" Hermione slapped the table and sighed.

"Aren't you actually British?" Krum tilted his head and looked at her tenderly.

At this moment, the auditorium suddenly fell silent.Everyone stared at the center of the hall, watching Filch lift up the big wooden box step by step.

Dumbledore didn't even look at Grindelwald, stepped forward, drew out the old wand and knocked on the big wooden box three times——

Of course, he strongly forced himself to ignore the scorching sight behind him...

With a bang, the wooden box bounced open with a creak.

The famous Goblet of Fire was presented in front of everyone, the crowd exclaimed, the terminals jingled, and the Goblet of Fire ignited a blue-white flame...

"The selection will take place within 24 hours." Dumbledore said loudly, "Tomorrow night, that is, on Halloween, the Goblet of Fire will select the warriors it thinks can best represent the three schools—for various considerations, Students under the age of fifteen are not allowed to apply."

He said, looking at Hermione Jiongjiong at the same time.

Everyone on the long table was stunned for a second, and then there was an uproar——

"My God! It's not fair! I'm going to be 15 in a few months!!!" - someone shouted immediately.

"Don't dream! Even if you are 15 years old, you can't choose—"

"If only I had been born a year earlier..."

"Is it okay to be 15 years old?! It is said on the Internet that people often died in the Triwizard Tournament a few centuries ago. At the age of 15, some people even OWLs—"

"Durmstrang must have decided on Viktor by default. He's eighteen. Everyone else is here to accompany him."

"Yes, yes, otherwise why would he take a break from the club in the second half of the year..."

"It is estimated that the ones we can choose are the seniors—"

But suddenly everyone on the long table realized something.Everyone turned their attention to Hermione in unison.

"Hermione, you've turned fifteen..." Ron murmured eagerly, "the only one of us who turned fifteen..."

"So you're 15 years old?" Krum looked at her and smiled.

"Dumbledore looked at you..." said Harry, blinking his green eyes. "He must have wanted you to..."

"Okay——" the twins slapped the table suddenly, a little frustrated and a little excited, and said: "If the inventor of the magic terminal runs for the election, who can guarantee that he won't win?! I'm sorry, everyone in Durmstrang , this year's champion must be ours—"

During the dinner, someone said dissatisfiedly: "Don't talk too early, we have Viktor."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Krum—although you are the most talented player in Europe for 50 years, did you ever kill a troll with your bare hands in the first grade?"

"This is bragging! How could someone do it?"

"Our whole school knows whether it is good or not!"

"Tch, is there a video to prove it? No evidence, you said Merlin's underwear——"

"That's when Hermione didn't invent the terminal, okay! How could there be video—"

At the long table everyone grinned and listened to the bickering between the twins and Durmstrang's students.Krum turned to look at Hermione with a smile: "Do you want to sign up?"

— Do you want to sign up?

At this moment, Hermione realized that everyone was looking at her differently.

Dumbledore stood in front of the Goblet of Fire, looking at her calmly and sharply; Grindelwald was sitting right behind him, shaking the glass, looking at her with a smile on his lips; Professor McGonagall looked at her——Sne Pooh looked at her and Brother Black looked at her, even Hagrid and Filch looked at her - and Barty Crouch, the Minister for Magic, looked at her purely as a genius witch... ...Ludo Bagman has also heard of her many deeds against the sky, and is watching her enthusiastically, as if seeing gold...

Many people at the student table were also looking at her.Across the long table, everyone turned their heads immediately when they heard the kaner of "15 years old". From Qiu Zhang, Cedric to Justin Fenriely, their expressions were probing, encouraging and complicated—and then At my long table, no one is envious or jealous, and everyone is full of expectations...

She lowered her eyes, and her long gaze just happened to reach the Slytherin table.

Tom sat next to Draco, looking at her impartially.His black eyes, like jet black jade, still had deep eyes, without the slightest expression.

Hermione suddenly smiled.She shook the long glass filled with red wine, and said casually: "Since the principal is so kind, I will not be disrespectful."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she randomly picked up a napkin on the table, took out a quill, wrote her name on it, folded it into a paper crane, and then blew - the paper crane flew across the auditorium leisurely, gently Landed in blue-white flames.

The fire suddenly turned red and white, as if it was swallowing the paper crane—and then turned blue and white again.

"The important thing is to participate. It doesn't matter who the warrior is, everyone can sign up at will." Hermione said lightly.

Everyone in the auditorium was taken aback.But the atmosphere at the banquet was already very relaxed, so people immediately followed suit—for a while, amidst the sound of ding ding terminals, paper cranes and paper butterflies flew all over the auditorium...

"If only I were over 15 years old. It's fine to sign up." Harry saw that Draco also casually transformed a paper peacock and threw it into the Goblet of Fire, and couldn't help but said unwillingly.

"Look at me!" Seamus blinked, folded a paper airplane and threw it into the Goblet of Fire—

"Muggle planes!" said the Weasley brothers immediately excitedly, "Wow, we've seen this before, it's cool—"

The twins immediately had a great inspiration, kneaded several paper towels, made a horned snoring beast, and then enchanted it, so that it waved its horns and ran across the auditorium into the Goblet of Fire——

Suddenly, someone in the auditorium applauded.The girls of Beauxbatons immediately refused to admit defeat, and gathered together on the long table in Ravenclaw to plot for a long time, and finally threw out an oversized pink paper wreath with everyone's names written on it - behind the wreath was a Little Wings——This romantic paper cherub flies lightly over the long table, twirls gracefully at last, and then gracefully lands in the goblet of fire...

"This is the gorgeous style that Beauxbaton should have." The Veela girl said proudly to the applause and whistle of the crowd.

The originally solemn and ancient opening ceremony of the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned into a paper product transformation magic contest for students from three schools.

On the faculty bench, Gellert looked at Durmstrang's student leader, Krum, as if he was also infected, and directed Durmstrang's students to fold their names into a running bear and jump into the Goblet of Fire— ——The bear even performed some punches to the crowd, which made the audience applaud...

He couldn't help but have an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth, and approached Dumbledore, who was sitting beside him, with a seductive tone: "The students in your school are really lively, and the exchange activities between the three schools this year are really exciting... ..."

There is a rule in a formal British dinner that is the principle of rotation—that is, every once in a while, men and women should be exchanged during the dinner to ensure that every guest can talk to each other. Generally, the principle of mixed seats—however, this table does not There weren't so many women, and under constant rotation, Gellert finally sat next to Dumbledore on the chair...

100 years later, 50 years later.Since the acquaintance in 1896, since the complete separation in 1945, how many years, how much love, how much hate, how much melancholy, replays one by one - he looks at him greedily, unscrupulous and as deep as the sea, as if to take these years in a second Completed.

The man with long reddish-brown hair looked silent, lowered his eyes slightly, trying not to show any expression——

From the perspective of others, it seems that the director of the Foreign Affairs Bureau of the German Ministry of Magic is having a good talk with the headmaster of Hogwarts at this moment.Holding the wine glass, the blond man turned slightly and said something to him with a smile. Dumbledore also shook the wine glass, as if he was thinking...

"You've lost weight..." Gellert covered his lips with the wine glass, and gently sprayed hot air between his ears.

At the entire long table, no one could see any difference.Batiludot and others spoke fluent foreign languages, had a good chat with the French guests, and talked about new cooperation projects; Professor McGonagall was worried, feeling that his students were too careless, and Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick He began to comfort her; the Black brothers had their own concerns and stared wide-eyed; Snape's expression was erratic and he kept thinking about his experiment, and Karkaroff tried to wink at him several times but didn't see it...

——Are my former colleagues ignoring me!Karkaroff vomited in his heart.

In the entire auditorium, at this moment, only Hermione and Tom knew the inside story.Hermione witnessed this scene with her own eyes, saw Dumbledore blushing to the ears, laughing until he kept tapping the table, and couldn't help it...

"Why are you so happy?" Krum rested his chin on his hand and looked at her sideways.

"Because looking up at the starry sky! Hahahahaha!" She said meaningfully, "These arrogant, awkward, conservative Britons!"

"Ding—" her terminal suddenly rang.

Hermione took out the small crystal tablet, was slightly taken aback, then raised her head, and on the long table opposite, the black-haired boy was also holding the crystal tablet and looking at her quietly.

[Why are you so happy? ] He asked the same question.

Hermione smiled evilly, blinked from a distance, and quickly replied: [You understand. 】

The small crystal board quickly came back with a ding——[Is it worth laughing so much? 】

[Why are you unhappy and I am happy? 】

Seeing her teasing meaning in the reply, Tom's heart skipped a beat, and he typed a few words quickly, but——

He suddenly raised his head and saw the situation on the long table opposite. Krum also took out his own terminal, leaned that big head over, and looked next to Hermione...

Krum took out his terminal and said curiously, "I don't know how this is used in your school."

Hermione swiped the screen and replied: "It can also be used, I'm thinking about combining the intranets of the three schools to make a big—"

"what are you doing?"

"Send a text message."

"Then can I send you a text message?" He was serious, rolling his tongue hard in English.

"Okay..." Hermione laughed when she heard the accent, "But generally I refuse to accept other people's messages in the station, otherwise my mailbox will be too full, and many people who complain about the terminal don't post their opinions in the comment area—— "

"Then will you reject my text messages?" Krum looked at her deeply.

"Uh, my system is set to only accept messages from friends—"

"Then can I add you as a friend?"

Tom slammed the terminal on the long table.There are glasses of glory and shadows around, and the house is full of guests, but at this moment, they are upset and don't want to eat a bite.

Draco next to him couldn't help being stunned, and glanced at the screen, only had time to see a few words [No, you look beautiful when you smile——]... Then he suddenly took the terminal back, and put the text in the dialog box All sent messages are deleted.