[HP] So you are such Anita

Zhuo Kule's words gave Anita a very strange feeling, but he was used to talking about it all the time, and Anita couldn't understand him.

And so last night's conversation ended after Claudio knew nothing and Anita and Djokule reached a peace agreement.When they walked out of the abandoned classroom door, according to Zhuokule's strong request, they actually took a tour of Hogwarts.

It wasn't until the midnight wind blew the owl's night howl that Anita staggered into Slytherin's big warm bed.

The next day was Saturday, Anita thought that she could sleep until lunch time without stress, but Millicent ruthlessly woke her up like a hungry wolf, "Wake up, Anita, today is not an ordinary weekend .”

"Let me sleep a little longer, please, Millicent," Anita rolled across the bed, hugging the quilt.

"No, the registration for the Triwizard Tournament is only today. Think about it, an ordinary sleepover or a once-in-a-lifetime morning, which one do you choose?" Millicent tore off Anita's quilt.

Millicent's persistence convinced Anita, and Anita followed Millicent to the foyer with her drowsy head. Sitting on the steps of the foyer, she could see the situation of the Goblet of Fire clearly.

Millicent is not the only one who has the same idea.There were a number of students sitting on the steps near the hall staring at the Goblet of Fire when Anita entered.

The Goblet of Fire is placed in the middle of the hall, surrounded by a circle of gold, which is probably the age line that Professor Dumbledore said.

Millicent ran to the auditorium to get breakfast, while Anita found a clean place to sit and yawned.

Just when Anita was about to fall asleep, a loud cracking sound woke her up.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Brother Veles falling at her feet, with a long snow-white beard growing on his chin.

Then there was laughter in the foyer, and Anita still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"I reminded you," Dumbledore said as he walked out of the Great Hall, "I suggest you all check out Madam Pomfrey's, she already has a lot of white beards, but I assure you, yours is the most beautiful of."

Anita figured it out, the Veles brothers were trying to put their names in the Goblet of Fire before they were seventeen, and of course they failed.

This is so boring... Since I can't get in, why don't I just ask a guy who is old enough to throw his name in for me?

Why is no one bothering to try this approach?

Anita took the milk and bread that Millicent handed over, and while eating, she listened to the gossip that Millicent had just inquired about.

"I heard that Durmstrang and the others have already come here. All Durmstrang's students have voted for their names. It is estimated that Beauxbaton will be the same at that time. They should come here to be the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament. Yes, there is no idler here," Millicent took a bite of the bread, "As for Hogwarts, I still stick to what I said before, warriors should be born from Tom Field, Cedric Diggory, Angelina Of those four, Johnson and Ola Quelke, in fact, that's the prevailing view right now."

"I thought you were adamant that Tom would be chosen." Anita finally finished her milk and set the milky white cup on the steps.

"Of course I think so, but if I say that, people from other colleges won't tell me so much," Millison winked at Anita slyly, "androgynous appearance like me With neutral language, I can be called the social god of Hogwarts."

"Well, Lord God, you don't want to stare at the Goblet of Fire all day, do you..." Anita watched as the milky white cup disappeared down the steps, and then another glass of freshly squeezed strawberry juice appeared.

"Of course, this will be the busiest place in Hogwarts. It's definitely worth staying here, you have to believe me." Millicent looked at her empty glass of milk, "I would rather warm coffee."

In the blink of an eye, the empty milk cup turned into hot coffee, and Millicent nodded with satisfaction, "I have to say, the house elves at Hogwarts have always been competent, hey, well done!"

"You know that there are a lot of oppressed house elves in Hogwarts, but you enjoy the fruit of their blood and tears with peace of mind?!" The brown-haired Hermione appeared out of nowhere, and she glared Millicent, who wears a badge that reads 'Vomit' (actually 'SPEW') pinned to her chest, and has more of the same badge on her hand.

"Stop making trouble, Granger, get out of the way, you're blocking me from watching the Goblet of Fire." Millicent didn't seem surprised by Hermione's words, and just let her get out of the way.

Not only did Millicent's words not work, but it angered Hermione, "If you take this as a joke, you should be ashamed!"

Millicent glanced at the angry Hermione, and slowly moved to a place not blocked by Hermione.

And Hermione naturally got in front of Millicent again.

So Millicent simply stood up, and now Hermione couldn't stop Millicent. Millicent was not only taller than Hermione, but the key point was that she was also standing on a higher step than Hermione.

But it would be naive to want Hermione to leave just because of this. As we all know, Hermione is incredibly persistent in what she insists on.

"I never expected you to have the slightest self-knowledge that you are an oppressor, but I hope you can realize that house elves are also intelligent creatures like us, and they once had their own racial culture." Hermione looked angry Chong Chong.

"Yes, their racial culture is to use wizard's heads as wall decorations for mitzvahs," Millicent waved at Hermione, "Listen, Granger, let me tell you about the house-elf rules, Only their masters can free them, and you and your supporters don't have a single house-elf to your name, so what's the use of making such a fuss? Calling the house-elves to rebel and kill their masters? It's not a Muggle world, and Muggle stuff doesn't work here."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting worse and worse, Anita also stood up. She was a little worried that Millicent and Hermione would have a conflict, and it was hard to calm down the Moody incident last time. She didn't want another moth to appear.

Fortunately, Hermione is not Ron after all, and she can always calm down at critical moments, "If you can't do it, you have to try to find out, and I will prove it to you."

After she finished speaking, she left with her head held high, and her back was full of arrogance.

"Honestly, she's a nuisance," Millicent muttered to Anita.

"Well, so it is always difficult for Muggle-born wizards to reach a real understanding with us on the same thing." Anita sat down again, picked up her strawberry juice and drank it in one gulp, "But at least we Can tell what Muggles think through her."

"Why should we understand Muggle thinking? The Ministry of Magic warned us not to contact Muggles." Millicent sat next to Anita with a confused face.

"The divided worlds will always merge again. That day will come sooner or later. It's better to prepare early." Anita put down the strawberry juice and looked into Millicent's eyes. "Don't underestimate Muggles, Millicent."

"Since you said so, well, I will pay attention." Millicent nodded.

"Who else said that?"

"Senior Field, he has often mentioned this topic recently, and there are some strange gadgets he got from the Muggle world," Millicent shrugged, "Of course, these are not as popular as the Muggle artwork he said before , but it sounds interesting."

"He would say that." Anita suddenly remembered why she paid attention to this issue. It seemed that Tom also mentioned it to her, and Tom said that it was Faol who asked him to do it, so why is that?

He wants to open up the Muggle market?Can the Galleons accumulated by Gringotts no longer satisfy Archibald's desire?

If that's the case, Faol's grandfather really worked hard, and Anita couldn't help but feel sad for him.

But there was nothing she could do, which made her even more sad.

Anita thought that her weekend would be like this. At Millicent's insistence, she spent the boring time in the foyer. Fortunately, Draco also came over, and he kindly brought over the homework that Anita left in the lounge. .

This Saturday was not wasted, at least Anita finished the homework assigned by the professors and previewed the content to be studied next week in advance.

When Anita closed the book, she saw that Millicent sitting next to her was still staring at the blue flame burning in the Goblet of Fire with great enthusiasm.

From time to time the blue flames were turned bright red by the parchment thrown in by the seniors, and the occasional sparks exploded.

As the foyer fills with students, the time for the Halloween dinner draws closer.

Anita witnessed the foyer from a few students living here and there to the crowded and noisy market place it is now.The students who have been staring at the foyer for a day now finally ushered in their harvest season. Millicent proudly communicated with students from various colleges, telling them who had voted in the Goblet of Fire, and whether the expression was cowardly or brave.

"In my opinion, our vision is really good. The four people we predicted before all voted for the Goblet of Fire, and they are very confident. Even the names they cast are different from other applicants. I think Hogwarts The best heroes must come from the four of them." Millicent said confidently, and she was surrounded by a group of chattering students.

Anita has heard this sentence no less than a hundred times today. Before Millicent said that her point of view was the mainstream view of Hogwarts, now seeing Millicent’s spared no effort to boast, Anita felt that it might be Millicent I made this point of view abruptly the mainstream point of view.

It would be a shame for her not to go to the "Daily Prophet" in the future.

The dinner party was ready, and the Goblet of Fire was carried into the auditorium by Filch.Durmstrang and Beauxbatons walked in in the same order as last night, and sat where they had been yesterday.Then the students of Hogwarts entered the hall one by one.

After taking their seats, Professor Dumbledore and the other professors announced the start of the dinner. The four long tables were filled with delicacies like yesterday.

Obviously, unlike everyone's expectations, Professor Dumbledore did not intend to announce the names of the top three before the dinner began.

So, although tonight's food was not inferior to last night, everyone ate absent-mindedly, thinking about finishing it quickly, and urging the left and right neighbors to finish eating quickly, and some people even stood up and stared at the food with burning eyes. Look towards the professor's bench to observe how much Professor Dumbledore's plate is left.

Anita believes that if Professor Dumbledore is willing, they will help Professor Dumbledore solve the whole roast goose on his plate as soon as possible.

Finally, the golden plates in front of everyone were all clean, and everyone stared nervously at Professor Dumbledore, hoping that he would announce the quota soon.

And at this solemn and tense moment, Dumbledore was rarely joking. He solemnly announced, "Then, the Goblet of Fire will make a decision. Please go to the top of the auditorium and walk along the staff Walk over to the table and enter the next room. Please wait in the room for a while, and we will give the initial guidance to the Warriors."

Professor Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it wildly, the bright auditorium instantly went dark, everyone saw only the Goblet of Fire burning, the blue and white flame danced in everyone's eyes, everyone held their breath Breathe and be patient.

The flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned red, sparks shot out, and then, a tongue of flame shot up, almost reaching the ceiling, and a piece of charred parchment flew out of the Goblet of Fire.

Professor Dumbledore caught the parchment and carefully identified the name on the parchment, "Warrior of Durmstrang, Viktor Krum!"

There was a tsunami of applause and cheers in the auditorium, and Klum's election was expected.

Krum, who was sitting next to Claudio, stood up. He didn't seem surprised, even a little listless. He turned to the right and walked into the room Dumbledore had mentioned before.

After Krum left, Claudio whispered to Anita, "If it weren't for the fact that Durmstrang's team couldn't look too imposing, Karkaroff actually only wanted to bring Krum here, The others are decorations. After all, he's only picking good looks, oh, except Krum."

"So you are also an ornament?" Anita raised an eyebrow.

"Well, or am I Krum's bodyguard? After all, Krum can't be injured before the game." Claudio added nervously, "Don't tell grandpa."

Of course, you don’t need to tell your grandfather about this. When your grandfather knows that you are working under Karkaroff, you are already dead. These will only make your grandfather kick you two more times.

The auditorium fell silent again, and everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire more nervously. After a few seconds, the flames turned red, and the second piece of parchment was spit out by the flames.

"Fleur Delacour, Champion of Beauxbatons!" Professor Dumbledore announced loudly.

The cheers this time were not as enthusiastic as the first time, after all, everyone didn't know this Beauxbaton warrior very well, but when the girl shook her long silver hair, stood up from her seat and walked towards the room, The whole auditorium was amazed, this girl is indeed beautiful, a beauty.

Unlike the Aspergers' silver hair, Delacour's was like the silver tassels on a princess' bed, while Asperger's was like an iceberg in the North Atlantic.Delacour's silver hair makes one want to touch, while the Aspergers' silver hair makes one want to stay away.

However, the election of this girl is really worrying, not only worrying that such a delicate flower will accept such a cruel competition, but also worrying that this delicate flower will die in the cruel competition, after all, even her companions are not Believing that she could be elected, Beauxbatons on the Ravenclaw table looked unacceptable, which was completely different from Durmstrang's reaction after Krum was elected.

The only remaining warriors were Hogwarts. Everyone suppressed their excitement and patiently waited for the Goblet of Fire to spit out the parchment again.

They soon got their wish, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and Dumbledore pulled out the third parchment from the tongue of fire, but this time Dumbledore did not announce in one breath as usual, sharp-eyed students found that Professor Dumbledore With a complex expression, he glanced at the Slytherin table several times.

He seemed reluctant to announce the names on the parchment, and the auditorium fell silent.

Anita looked at Tom who was sitting in front of the Slytherin seat, and told him with her eyes how complicated Professor Dumbledore's feelings for him were.

And Tom just smiled at Anita, then looked at Dumbledore indifferently.

Finally, Professor Dumbledore announced, but his voice was full of uncertainty and doubt.

"Hero of Hogwarts is, Anita Auerbach..."

Suddenly the auditorium erupted, not cheers and applause, but surprise and questioning. Some students even stood up and looked at Anita Auerbach angrily.

Professor Snape frowned and looked at Dumbledore, while Professor McGonagall stood up directly from the VIP seat, walked towards Professor Dumbledore, and whispered something in his ear.

Anita's mind was blank, and she wondered if she was still in a dream, how could it be her name.

She looked across to Claudio, who had stood up in shock, and he looked at Anita, unable to believe what he had just heard.

She turned her gaze to Tom, but found a trace of surprise on his face, and his face sank, with one hand clenched on his chin.

Then she looked at Dumbledore, who was still looking at the parchment in his hand with a blank expression.

So, who did this?

Draco patted Anita and said in a low voice, "I'll think about this later, it's better for you to go to the room first, maybe your qualification will be disqualified, after all, you are underage."

Looking into Draco's worried eyes, Anita forced herself to calm down, and walked stiffly towards the room under the eyes of everyone.

However, before she reached the room, she heard another exclamation from the auditorium, and everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire.

Anita turned around, and she saw another piece of parchment spit out from the Goblet of Fire. Professor Dumbledore caught the parchment, stared at the name on it, his face became darker, he cleared his throat, and read aloud:

"Harry Potter!"