[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 140 Eight Triwizard Contest

Moody is crazy!

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts in the fourth grade, he actually had to recite the Imperius Curse to each of his classmates in turn, saying that he wanted to demonstrate the magic power of this spell to see if the students could resist its effects.

After class, what happened in the classroom spread throughout the school in an instant.

During dinner, all the students gathered around their own long table, talking about Professor Moody while eating dinner.

"He's a Radical!"

"But I heard it was Dumbledore's permission."

"Merlin's smelly socks!"

The days passed day by day, time flies like an arrow, and October is just here. This year's October is very lively, not only for Halloween, but also representatives from the two colleges will come to Hogwarts at the end of the month to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

The foyer was now full of people, all standing in front of a large display board erected at the foot of the marble staircase.

"What's going on?" Before Betty reached the entrance of the auditorium, she saw a large group of people stuffed in the middle.

"Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at [-]:[-] p.m. on Friday, October [-]th. As a result, the afternoon class will end half an hour earlier." Winnie looked at the message posted in front of the large display board, and slowly Read it slowly.

"Great!" Jacob clapped his hands excitedly, "The last class on Friday is History of Magic!"

"That's your dean's class." Justin reminded.

"Yes, but for me, the history of magic is really difficult." Jacob stuck out his tongue and said quietly.

Winnie didn't speak, and continued to read.

At that time, please send all the schoolbags and textbooks back to the dormitory, and then gather in front of the castle to meet our guests and attend the welcome banquet together.

"How many people do you think will sign up for the competition?" Jacob asked curiously, "I heard that Gryffindor plans to vote for everyone."

"Isn't there an age limit?" Winnie paused, showing a puzzled face.

"Believe me, most people don't care about that age limit, especially Gryffindor." Betty blinked quietly.

Is that right?

Winnie thought to herself.

The location, inside the library.

"Draco, are you going to participate in the Triwizard Contest?" Winnie suddenly asked curiously after finishing her homework.

Draco raised his eyebrows, and slowly said two words: "No."

"Why?" Winnie thought that Draco would also be interested in such a competition, because Draco had brought up this topic more than once before.

"Because there is an age limit." Draco held his chin, "Dumbledore has already said that only 17 years old or above can participate. Do you think I will be so stupid and waste time to vote for registration?"

"indeed."

"On the day of the banquet, will you still be in confinement?" Draco noticed that several eyes were cast over, all of them focused on Winnie. This was not the first time. At first he ignored it selectively, but slowly, As there were more and more people, he thought it was time for them to know that the girl in front of him was already married, so that some people would not bump into her.

"No, it will be suspended for a day." After Winnie finished speaking, Draco suddenly felt that Draco's expression was a bit out of place, "What's wrong with your face?"

"I suddenly feel that you should bring back your glasses." Draco said in a low voice, and he glanced at the little lion hiding behind the bookcase with only half of his head sticking out. He smirked at the little lion, and the next second, the little lion The lion withdrew his head suddenly, and couldn't help sneering when he saw this.

"Why did you say that all of a sudden?" Winnie looked at Draco suspiciously, wondering why he would come up with such an idea at this time.

"Because it can avoid a lot of unnecessary flies." Draco raised the corner of his mouth, and an unknown light flashed in his gray eyes.

"There are no flies here." Winnie was dazzled by Draco's words, "And it doesn't matter if you wear glasses or not."

Draco smiled inexplicably, curled up his fingers, and flicked Winnie's forehead lightly: "Slutty little thing."

Winnie: "..."

"Forget it, read your book, don't you have a quiz tomorrow?" Draco changed the subject, because he knew that according to Winnie's dull temper, he would only vomit blood if he continued.

There are still a few days before October [-]th. During these few days, Winnie found that no matter where she went, everyone was almost discussing the Triwizard Tournament, like who is most likely to become Hogwarts? What kind of events will there be in the tournament, etc., but most of the people I hear are thinking about how to sign up.

In addition, Winnie also noticed that the castle seemed to be undergoing a thorough cleaning. Not only did the corridors look shiny every day, but even a few portraits that were always dirty were scrubbed clean.

"Do you feel that the professors seem a little nervous these days?" Justin, who was sitting on the sofa in the Ravenclaw lounge, said.

"You noticed too!" Betty shouted excitedly, "I wanted to talk about this too."

"It should be because people from other colleges came and wanted to show them the best side of Hogwarts." Winnie picked up a small biscuit and lightly took a bite.

"Poor Longbottom, I heard that his life has been very hard these days, and he was called out by the professor in almost every class." Yaxiang spread his hands, showing a deeply sympathetic expression.

It was even more difficult for Neville Longbottom to evolve to be like everyone else in a few days than to evolve from a troll to a wizard. You must know that he accidentally connected his ear to a cactus during class.

On October [-]th, when everyone stepped into the auditorium, they found that everything inside had changed. There were four huge silk banners hanging on the wall, each representing each college, like a red background with a golden lion, and a blue background with bronze colors. Eagle, black badger on yellow and silver python on green.

"This is the most beautiful banner I have ever seen." Betty exclaimed.

"Yes." Winnie thought so too.

Because people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at night, many people have been unable to concentrate on class since the morning, and they only have one thought in their minds, which is that it is almost night.

Finally at five o'clock in the afternoon, after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, everyone returned to the dormitory with their books and schoolbags in their arms. After putting everything away, they came to the hall.

"Everyone, don't squeeze, first graders come to the front!" In the chaos, Professor McGonagall said loudly.

Winnie followed the group down the steps, lined up, and stood in front of the castle.

Night fell quietly, and a round of white moon hung high in the sky of the Forbidden Forest.

Winnie stood in the third row, with Betty on the right and Becky La on the left.

"How do you think they will come?" Betty whispered excitedly in Winnie's ear.

"I think trains and apparitions can be ruled out." Winnie looked up at the sky. "It might be some kind of flying vehicle."

"Winnie, look!" Betty suddenly pointed to the sky excitedly.

Winnie looked in the direction Betty pointed, and at the same time, countless voices came from her ears.

"I saw!"

"where?"

"It's over there!"

A large group of silvery-white things was flying across the sky rapidly, approaching them, and when they looked carefully, they first saw about a hundred broomsticks, a huge pink-blue carriage as big as a house, and twelve horses with Winged silver-maned horses pull.

Everyone looked up at the carriage in the sky, which was landing at a fast speed, and there was a loud noise, which startled everyone.

There is a coat of arms printed on the door of the carriage, two golden crossed wands, and three stars appearing from each wand, just when everyone was paying attention to the carriage, the door suddenly opened, and a man in light blue The boy in the robe jumped down, opened a golden spiral staircase, and then stood respectfully aside.

First Winnie saw a shiny black shoe, almost the size of a small sleigh, and then out came a huge woman, the same build as Hagrid, with her hair combed all over her head. Finally, she tied her hair into a shiny bun, wearing a long black dress, with many shining gorgeous ornaments on her neck and hands.

Dumbledore led the applause, Winnie followed, and then more applause.

"Oh, Madam Maxime, welcome to Hogwarts." Dumbledore took the woman's hand and saluted.

"How are you doing recently, Dumbledore?" Madame Maxime said in a neutral voice.

"Very well, thank you." Dumbledore smiled.

"Is Karkaroff here yet?" Madame Maxime looked around and found that there was no one from Durmstrang.

"He hasn't arrived yet." Dumbledore looked at the dozen or so students behind Madam Maxim. They were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were all wearing silk-like robes. Their bodies were trembling slightly. He smiled at the group of students, and then looked back at Madam Maxim, "Go in and warm up. As for your horses, our professor who protects magical creatures will take care of them."

"Okay." Madam Maxime agreed without hesitation, and then walked slowly into the castle with her students, led by Professor McGonagall.

"By the way, Dumbledore, please tell Hagrid, my horse only drinks single malt whiskey." Madam Maxim suddenly remembered after walking a few steps.

"Don't worry, I..." Dumbledore still finished speaking, and a loud voice floated.

"Look at the lake!" A excited voice suddenly came from the crowd.

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