[HP] The Last Demon King

When the golden plates were scrubbed fresh again, Dumbledore stood up again, "The moment has finally come," Dumbledore said, "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I would like to explain a few words first , and bring the box in—”

"What box?" Payne whispered.

"I want to explain our program of activities for this school year. But first, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic. This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore introduced the two strangers at the guest table, one of whom, Bagman, Eridins had already met at the Quidditch World Cup pass.

"Mr Bagman and Mr Crouch have worked tirelessly over the past few months to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," continued Dumbledore, "and they will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mark Together, Mrs. Sim, form a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors...Mr. Filch, please bring up the box."

Filch came out from the corner, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in his hand, and all eyes fell on him. Filch was wearing an old formal suit and a bow tie, solemnly and proudly Head down, like walking on the red carpet to receive an award.

Malfoy smiled maliciously, perhaps for the sake of the Durmstrang students next to him, he didn't make fun as usual.

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific items of the Warriors' competition this year, and they have also made many necessary arrangements for each item. There are three items in total, which are held at different times throughout the school year. going on, they will test the warriors in many different ways...their magical talents—their guts and their powers of reasoning—and, of course, their ability to overcome danger.” Dumbledore looked around Go through the auditorium, and then continue: "There will be three warriors competing, each representing a participating school. We will grade them according to the quality of their completion of each event, and the warrior with the highest score at the end of the three events will win the top three The Goblet of Fire. An impartial selector is responsible for selecting the warriors, and it is the Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped the lid three times. The lid slowly moved away. Dumbledore took out a large, rough wooden goblet from inside and placed it on the lid. , although the goblet is ordinary, the blue and white flames jumping and dancing in the mouth of the cup express an unusual atmosphere.

The flames that Eridins can summon from the third grade are blue and white. Normally, the temperature of blue and white flames is as high as 1500 degrees Celsius, but recently she hit a wall when trying to summon a sky blue flame with a higher temperature. Maybe her magic power is not proficient enough, and she still needs to keep improving.

"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.”

He paused, and then said: "In order to prevent underage students from being tempted, after the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw an age boundary around it. Anyone under the age of seventeen cannot cross this line." line."

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election that this competition is not a child's play, so don't take part in it rashly. Once a warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Whoever puts himself Putting your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be kept. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. Therefore, please think twice and make sure that you really want to participate in the competition. Then put your name in the cup."

Malfoy turned his head and said to Eridins: "That old lunatic must have considered aging agents. This method won't work, but someone will definitely try it. I hope it's that idiot Potter."

"Hey, Eridens, are you going to join? You must have a way around the age limit, right?" Penn called to Eridens from four seats away. Everyone looked at Eridins.

"No," wrote Eridins.

"It's such a pity." Payne said disappointedly: "Are you really not thinking about it? We will all support you! If necessary, I can ask my friend from the seventh grade to cast the parchment for you."

"Stop talking stupid." Malfoy said impatiently, "Eridins won't go, let those idiots... er, warriors do their best."

Payne didn't continue to persuade, but the voice of him turning his head to talk to Ledger still came faintly: "...Is there anyone more suitable for Hogwarts than Eridins? As long as she We will win if we play, what about those seventh graders, do they dare to fight Moody?"

The dinner was coming to an end, and Karkaroff, who was on the guest table, hurried down, walked up to Krum, put his hands on his shoulders, and asked with concern, "Viktor, do you feel How's it going? Are you full? Shall I send some warmed wine from the kitchen?"

"I'm full, no need." Krum shook his head, and put on the fur cloak again, while Craig on the side also put on the cloak.

"Then go back to the boat, everyone," Karkaroff said.

"Professor, I would like to drink some wine." Another Durmstrang boy looked at Karkaroff eagerly, and the fatherly expression on the latter's face disappeared immediately: "I didn't ask you, Po Liarco, I noticed you were dripping food on the front of your robe again, you nasty boy—" he said gravely.

"I'm going first—can you show me around Hogwarts next time? I mean, if you want, when you have time." Craig blushed slightly when he said this , looking at Eridins with light gray eyes shining.

"Oh, sorry." Malfoy forced pizza into their conversation, his tone no longer so friendly: "I'm afraid she doesn't have time to show you around Hogwarts, but Goyle - Goyle would be happy to show you around Hogwarts." You visited our school." He glanced at Goyle, who understood after a second and started nodding repeatedly.

Aridins lowered her head and ate the pudding on her plate.

"Okay." Craig glanced at Malfoy, then said to Eridings, "Then see you next time, Eridings...you can come to me anytime if you change your mind."

Eridins nodded to him, and Craig left with the rest of Durmstrang's students.

"Don't be stupid, that guy has no good intentions at first glance." Malfoy said hostilely, and he stared at Eredines suspiciously: "Of course you won't go, right?"

The next night, the students all excitedly went to the auditorium to participate in the Halloween party, and their whole hearts were on the list of warriors that would be announced later.

Eridins took her seat as usual and began to eat, but the others were looking anxiously at Dumbledore's chair on the staff table, where the Goblet of Fire was placed, and everyone was absent-minded except Aye. Ridings set her eyes on the delicacies on the table.

"When will they announce the warriors?" Malfoy took a few mouthfuls of salad and then put down his spoon. The others were similar to him, and their minds were not on the food in front of them at all.

Finally, everyone finished eating, and the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, the voice in the auditorium suddenly became much louder, and everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire expectantly, "Okay, the goblet is about to be made!" A decision has been made," said Dumbledore, "I reckon it will take another minute. Listen, when the names of the champions are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the Great Hall, then walk along the staff table and into the adjoining room— —” He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk, “—there they will receive their initial instruction.”

He took out his wand and waved it, and most of the candles in the auditorium were extinguished, only the ones in the jack-o-lanterns were still flickering dimly, for about 30 seconds, maybe 40 seconds—in the goblet The flames suddenly turned red, and crackling sparks burst out.Then, a tongue of flame shot into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out from it——

Dumbledore caught the parchment and held it far away so that he could read the writing on it by the light of the flames.The flame then returned to blue-white again.

"Durmstrong's champion," he said in a clear and forceful tone, "is Victor Krum."

Applause and cheers swept the auditorium, and Malfoy clapped his hands extra hard, looking at Krum eagerly.

"Great, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared loudly, even though the applause in the auditorium was loud, Eridins could hear his voice, "I know you are destined to be a warrior!"

The applause and conversation gradually subsided.Everyone's attention was now on the goblet again, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again.The second parchment leaped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

A beautiful girl stood up. She had silvery hair, exquisite appearance, every part of her facial features was just right, and her skin had a faint luster. This person named Fleur Delacour had Veela blood.

After Delacour entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, this time the silence seemed to be undercurrent, and everyone was looking forward to who would be the Hogwarts warrior.

At this moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks burst out, and tongues of flame shot high into the air. Dumbledore pulled out a third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongue of fire. His smile froze when his eyes touched the parchment. After a long time , he raised his head, and his eyes fell on Eridins through many students: "Hero of Hogwarts," he said, "Eridins Selwyn."