[HP] Zizi Honey Candy

When we went down to breakfast on the morning of October 10th, we found that the auditorium had been decorated overnight.Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing a Hogwarts house.Behind the teacher's desk hung the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms: a lion, eagle, badger, and snake joined together, surrounded by a large letter H.

Another thing that gave me a headache this week was Granger's plan for house-elves. She seemed to have organized an association about liberating house-elves. She tried to get me into the group, but I Too many studies to decline.

To be honest, her idea is very novel, but I think it is a very difficult thing to realize it. In any case, you have to listen to the opinions of the people involved. At least I don’t think the house elves will like this suggestion.

Every time I go to the kitchen, I can see their enthusiastic attitudes, especially when I praise their delicious food, they will be very happy.

Later, I found that rejecting Granger was the right choice, and I kept my two silver Sickles.

On the day Beauxbaton and Durmstrang came, we had History of Magic in the afternoon. I was very happy to finish class half an hour early. His slow voice was in stark contrast to our urgent mood. At the end After a while I realized that I couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Look at my hair, are they pretty docile?" Marietta tidied her hair. She took out a comb from nowhere and began to comb her hair. "I hope the wind won't mess them up in a while."

It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

When we came to the place, there were already many people there. I saw Sed standing not far away at a glance, but I couldn't get through. There were too many people, and everyone was chatting excitedly. Now, everyone is very excited.

After waiting for about ten minutes—my legs were a little tired from standing—I heard the headmaster yell that they were here.

Beauxbatons came first, and they came in a carriage, it was as big as a house, and it was drawn in the air by twelve winged horses, all silver-maned horses, and each horse was like an elephant. Almost as big.

The woman leading the way was about the same size as Hagrid, and I heard a gasp from a few of them.

"That must be their principal, Madame Maxime," I whispered.

Then about a dozen or thirteen male and female students got out of the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxime at this moment.Judging from their appearance, they were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were all trembling slightly.

I think so too, wearing clothes made of silk in such a cold weather would be unbearable for anyone.

Soon, Durmstrang also came. Unlike Beauxbatons who flew from the sky, they came from the lake. In the center of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, like a huge plug Suddenly they were pulled out from the bottom of the lake, and a long black rod-like thing rose slowly from the whirlpool. They came by boat.

"It's Krum!" I heard Qiu shout, and she grabbed the hands of both of us, "Did you see, it's the real Krum!"

I stood on tiptoe trying to see more clearly, but unfortunately all the people followed in the direction of the auditorium, I think I can only see him when I go back.

"Maybe I can get an autograph," I said, "and that's enough for me. I happened to have my pen with me."

"But you didn't bring any paper."

"Yeah...maybe I can get him to sign my scarf." I searched around but couldn't find anything suitable.

"I suggest you better not do that, Digory probably won't want to see this scarf."

"Really... I don't think he is so stingy." I muttered, I just wanted an autograph.

Finally, during the meal in the auditorium, Beauxbaton sat at the long table of Ravenclaw, and Durmstrang chose the long table of Slytherin. I sat next to an extremely beautiful girl. She has Waist-length silver hair and silvery blue eyes.

Frowning, she tasted the food that was set before her, said something in French that I did not understand, and put down her fork.

"Can you pass me the cucumber juice?" she said to me.

"Oh... of course, here you are." I picked up a cup and handed it to her.

She smiled at me. A beautiful person's smile is very dazzling. I saw several boys around me secretly staring at her. To my shock, Roger was among them.

That girl must be of Veela blood, I thought.

"It's too embarrassing." Qiu said quietly to me, "Looking at his eyes, it's as if he could eat people."

I laughed out loud, and the girl next to me seemed to glance at me. She hasn't moved since she ate the second dish. Even though today's dishes are so rich, there are still several dishes that I can't name. Come foreign dishes.

"I love this panna cotta," I said, "hope they make this more often."

"Don't you have this? This is a very common dessert in France." The girl next to me raised her head and said to me, "But it's true—the food here is too strong, and there should be very few similar desserts. This is what you eat."

I also had a quarter of the blancmange stuffed in my mouth, and her inexplicably arrogant attitude made me uncomfortable, so I just responded casually and ignored her.

When we were almost done eating, Dumbledore stood up. I didn’t know when there were two more people on the professor’s chair. Dumbledore briefly introduced Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic. and Ludo Bagman, Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, and then asked Filch to bring up a large wooden box.

He first explained that there will be three events in this competition, which will test different coping abilities, and then he began to talk about the rules for registration.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors competing," Dumbledore continued calmly, "representing one participating school. We will rate them according to the quality of each event they complete, and when the three events are over, The Warriors with the most points will win the Trifecta. The Warriors are selected by a fair picker, and it's the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box.The lid creaked open slowly.Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet.The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was full of bluish-white flames throbbing inside.

"Every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore. Sign up inside. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be in the foyer for all All the students have access to it.”

"In order to avoid the temptation of underage students," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line. boundaries."

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who is going to participate in the campaign to pay attention that this competition is not a child's play, and don't participate rashly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must stick to the game to the end. throwing your name into the cup, in fact, forms a magical contract that must be kept. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So please think twice and find out that you really want to participate in the game, Put the name in the glass again. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night everyone."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Goblet of Fire, but I didn't. I looked towards Hufflepuff's long table, and Seid was also looking forward, with a serious expression. I wish he could turn his head to look at it at this time. I glanced at me, and then gave me the usual smile.

Too bad he didn't.

...

Fortunately, it was my turn to patrol tonight, and Hufflepuff was patrolling like us today, and Seid patrolled at the same time as me. After saying hello to Norbert, I walked quickly in the corridor. He started walking, expecting to see Seid somewhere.

In the end, I found him on the eighth floor, and I won't admit that I was tricked several times by those stairs as I hurried up.

He was standing by the window, not knowing what to write.

"Don't move, or I will deduct points!"

I sneaked over, then stood on tiptoe and covered his eyes with my hands.

"Prefects can't deduct points for prefects, Tilly..." He took my hand, then slowly pulled it down and held it in his palm, he turned around, I think it should be the latest time, Behind Seid, I saw the silver moon hanging in the sky, and there were stars beside it.

"Okay, it's boring." I pretended to be angry and was about to walk away, but Seid pulled me into his arms with a firm force.

"Are you looking for me?" He rubbed the tip of his nose against my hair, "We don't even have time to say goodnight tonight."

"Good night—that's what I came to say."

"No, you're not." He saw right through me. "You're still worried, aren't you?"

I reached into my pocket, fumbled for a while, took out a piece of paper and put it in his palm.

"This is for you, good luck tomorrow." Seid opened the piece of paper in front of me, with his name written on it.

"If you wrote it, then I will definitely succeed." Seid kissed the piece of paper, and then carefully put it away, "Thank you, Tilly."

"Then I'll go back first, it's almost time." I stared at my toes without looking at him.

I won't tell him with what a heavy heart it was I wrote the note with his name on it, that I hoped he was chosen and that he wasn't chosen, but I hoped that I could His good fortune is divided in half.

I don't want to see you in danger, Seid.But in the end I didn't say this sentence, I didn't want to see his embarrassed expression.

"You'll come to see me sign up tomorrow, won't you?"

"Of course, I will be waiting for you in the auditorium early in the morning." I still looked at my toes, as if there was something novel there, "I really have to go, Norbert is still waiting for me."

But Ced still clung to my hand and wouldn't let go. He lowered his head and lifted my chin with his other hand so I could meet his gaze.

"...you really don't remember where this is?" Seid said, and I looked around, and I saw the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly, and the memories came flooding back, and I felt like I was It started to steam.

"I remember…"

"I don't think Norbert would mind waiting a little longer."

"..."