HP Wizard Age

"Durmstrang now!"

Durmstrang was obviously different from Beauxbatons. They wore thick fur cloaks, which showed how cold it was.

"Oh, that's a really cool show." Only the Slytherins wowed when Durmstrang's men spewed out a fire snake and turned into a fire phoenix.

The other three academies are obviously not used to this kind of performance.

Because Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff, advocates black magic, their school is also learning it.

It seemed to be infected by the two schools, and Principal Dumbledore excitedly asked everyone to stand up.

A golden streamer appeared in front of them.

"Oh! School song!" Draco looked disgusted.

"Draco, I still think the Hogwarts school song is very good." Asteria had already stood up, and pulled Draco up too. In fact, she still liked singing the school song, but Draco Laco felt inexplicable... shame...

The lyrics were clearly reflected on the golden ribbon, and Asteria sang along with the Hogwarts people dancing and dancing. Draco just opened his mouth perfunctorily and didn't even bother to make a sound.

In fact, he was quite happy to hear Astria sing, but let him sing this kind of song, forget it.

"Now I invite people from two schools to sit down."

Beauxbatons sat next to Ravenclaw, while Durmstrong chose to sit on the Slytherin side.

This made people who liked Krum sigh and gritted their teeth at Slytherin.

Headmaster Dumbledore looked very happy tonight, and he announced the start of the dinner after a series of congratulatory speeches.

"How could he sit over Slytherin, he doesn't know what Slytherins are..." Ron was hit by Hermione before he could finish speaking.

"Ron! You shouldn't speak ill of Slytherin when there are other schools around!" They were one school anyway.

"Hermione, did Asteria look for you?" Harry approached Hermione.

"She said when the Triwizard Tournament started. And... Malfoy also knew about that, so he probably..." Hermione pursed her lips.

"..." Harry held his forehead and looked at Slytherin's position. He saw Malfoy took a pudding and put it in front of Astria.The only person who can make Malfoy do this is Asteria.

There are many foreign dishes in the dinner today, such as French dishes.

"Look! That Beauxbaton girl's hair is actually silver!" Crabbe looked in that direction obsessively.

Draco felt that Crabbe was extremely ashamed, "It's just a Veela half-breed."

"The girls at Hogwarts are also good, Crabbe, why didn't you notice our Slytherin's Kedman Rose?" Blaise pointed at Astria.

"It's an honor, Blaise." Asteria had an embarrassed and complicated expression.

When they finished the dinner, Headmaster Dumbledore stood up again and introduced Mr. Ludo Bagman, whom she had seen at the Quidditch World Cup, and Mr. Barty Crouch.Lifted the Goblet of Fire again.

It was a golden cup with a blue-white flame burning on it.

"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.”

"Of course, in order to prevent underage students from putting your names in, I will draw an age circle myself. Anyone under the age of 17 enters the age circle, I believe you will regret it." When Dumbledore said this, Glancing at the Weasley twins.

Dinner was over, and in the common room, the Slytherins' seventh years were also exchanging messages, with them Warrington of the Quidditch team was going to put his name in it.

"Knightley, if you turn 17, I'm afraid you will be the Hogwarts warrior." Flint waved to the people sitting on the sofa.

"Don't be kidding, Flint, I wouldn't even go if I was 17." Astria casually brushed her hair.

The next day and into the evening, many students gathered around the Goblet of Fire, cheering for those who put their names in.It's Halloween dinner time and everyone is fidgeting and trying to find out who the warriors are quickly.

"Astria, who do you think is the warrior at Hogwarts?"

She raised her eyes and glanced at Blaise, "Be curious about everything, Blaise, and besides, you'll know after a while."

Everyone was eager for Dumbledore to finish his dinner quickly, and when Dumbledore finally stood up, the students fell silent.

Dumbledore dimmed the torches in the auditorium, leaving only the blue-white flame of the Goblet of Fire, which was extraordinarily bright in the dim environment.

"Now it's up to me to announce the champions of each school." Then a piece of parchment spewed out from the Goblet of Fire.

"The warrior of Durmstrang is Viktor Krum!" Krum stood up without much surprise, bowed to everyone amidst Durmstrang's cheers, and entered the trophy display room.

Dumbledore asked everyone to be quiet, and the Goblet of Fire sprayed out another piece of parchment, "The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!" Beauxbatons were more reserved than Durmstrang's , they applauded their warriors gently and gracefully.

Furong, the girl with silver hair, stood up and bowed to everyone, and entered the showroom.

Then the students of Hogwarts held their breath, and the rest was their warriors.

"The champion of Hogwarts is, Cedric Diggory!"

Almost as soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the long Hufflepuff table. Although the other two colleges were a bit regretful, they also applauded wildly.

Although the long Slytherin table was not enthusiastic, everyone applauded.At least they can't show discord in front of other schools.

"Okay, all three of our warriors have been selected. I believe you will fully support your warriors..." Dumbledore stopped suddenly, because the flame of the Goblet of Fire turned red again.

It spewed out another piece of parchment.

Dumbledore stepped forward to catch it, he looked at the parchment for a long time, "Harry Potter!"

There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and everyone subconsciously looked at the long table of Gryffindor.

Harry looked blank, completely unaware of what was going on.

Astria saw Hermione push him, and he stood up like sleepwalking, and walked to the prize showroom.

There was a buzzing sound in the auditorium, everyone was discussing.

"'Lucky' Potter." Draco whistled, grinning gloatingly, "That way his name can be cast."

"There is no doubt that he provoked public anger." Asteria shrugged.Hufflepuff's long table was eerily quiet.

"That's what he asked for." Draco didn't care.

In class the next day, Harry was obviously absent-minded. When he tried the Flying Charm, he had several accidents, and he directly buckled the wastebasket on Professor Flitwick's head. The professor was so angry that he punished him for writing two more words. papers.

Now it's not just Slytherins who laugh at him, Hufflepuff's classmates are also unfriendly to him.The Hufflepuffs felt that he was stealing the glory that belonged to Hufflepuff, and his best friend Ron suspected that he voted for his name, but didn't tell him that he was having trouble with him.The Ravenclaws looked at him strangely, too.All he had left now was Sirius and Hermione.

During Hagrid's Care of Fantastic Creatures class, even Hagrid asked him if he put his name in the Goblet of Fire.

Not to mention his first encounter with a Slytherin since becoming a warrior.Slytherin now sees him calling Potter warriors, and he has heard it dozens of times in one class.

What surprised him was that Malfoy didn't call him Potter Warrior, but his sarcastic gaze still made him uncomfortable.The only Slytherin who treats him the same way back and forth is Asteria.He wondered why Ron couldn't be like her.

What made him regret was that he told Sirius about this matter, and Sirius rushed to Principal Dumbledore's office immediately when he got the news, saying how could his godson throw his name into the Goblet of Fire?

Someone must be trying to kill him!

At the end of lunch, Asteria, who was called to the principal's office by Professor Snape, saw the angry look on Sirius' face, she probably knew that this impulsive Gryffindor told Harry's dream Out.

It saved her a private meeting with Harry and Hermione.

"Miss Knightley, I invited you here today to confirm something..." Headmaster Dumbledore sat on the chair, and the accident of the past two days gave him quite a headache, so he told the story again.

"If the prophet's blood sacrifice was used to learn the future, it's true. But I'm not sure whether Harry's dream is true, Headmaster."

"Does your father know, what does he say?"

Astria nodded. She knew about this and wrote back the same day, "Prophecy is not omnipotent, principal."

"Yes, yes. We can't rely on prophecy, that's right. Hogwarts will keep the students safe, Miss Knightley." Dumbledore patted Sirius on the shoulder, telling him to stop talking.

They have learned enough.

"Good principal." Astria nodded with a smile. Hogwarts is one of the safest places in the world. "If the principal has any questions, my dad will be happy to answer them."

Before leaving, Dumbledore also recommended her licorice candy.But Asteria still smiled and shook her head as she looked at the frisky Tang.