A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 379: Goblet of Fire
The next day, Felix opened his eyes from the bed and yawned big.
The air outside the window is damp, mixed with the smell of soil. After finishing washing up, he estimated the time and prepared to eat in the auditorium.
"Warren, let's go, go eat." He called.
On the cradle bed, the fluffy velvet blanket shook, then fell silent.
"Valen?"
A small hand stretched out from under the blanket, and impatiently waved at him twice.
"Hawk!" It was tired from watching the movie last night, and it didn't want to get up at all.
"...well, there are cookies and cakes in the office."
Felix walked out of the room and into the auditorium. Unexpectedly, he found that there was one more school logo in the auditorium, and he glanced at it. Hogwarts' coat of arms, Ilvermorny's petal badge, Beauxbaton's crossed wand badge, and Durmstrang's double-headed eagle with the deer head badge, and the last
The cone-shaped mountain peak is hidden in the clouds and mist. If you look carefully, there is a magnificent building standing on the halfway of the cone-shaped mountain peak.
Moon Hill, Ouagadou.
"Is Waggadu here too? Could it be last night, or this morning?" Felix glanced around the auditorium, but saw Durmstrang's star student Krum instead.
It was only yesterday that he found out that the talented Seeker who played tricks on the Irish national team Seeker twice in the Quidditch World Cup final and finally caught the Golden Snitch to end the game was still in school in Durmstrang.
It can only be said that the Quidditch training has been exposed to wind and rain all day, is it too hard?
At the long table in Slytherin, Krum was not with his teammates, but chose to eat alone. Surrounded by more than a dozen pairs of adoring eyes, they kept peeking at him, but he seemed to have gotten used to it, eating breakfast silently.
After eating, he got up and left. Different from the posture of riding a broomstick, he is now taciturn, his eyebrows are habitually frowned, as if he is in deep thought anytime and anywhere.
At the dinner party, Felix finally meets the students of Ouagadou.
They all have dark skin, and their specific manifestations are different. Only one student's skin was as black as the bottom of a pot, and it looked like a walking block of pure black. It would be hard to make out the different parts of his body if it weren't for the brown furs he was wearing. The rest of the Waggadu students are much more normal, although they are also dark-skinned, but at least the eyes and nose can be distinguished.
When passing the table of Ravenclaw College, he heard a little girl muttering in a low voice: "Coffee color, brown, dark brown, chocolate color, dark..."
He grinned, sitting next to Madam Maxim in the professor's seat, and on the other side of her was Principal Ilvermorny with closed eyes.
After chatting for a few words, Felix noticed a sad sight, and looked back, only to find Hagrid in the corner. He was taken aback. Hagrid's attire was very different from before. Unknowingly, he found a handmade suit from there. His beard and hair were carefully groomed. At least it was the first time that Felix could tell the difference between the two. the boundary between.
At this moment, Hagrid was looking at him eagerly, no, at Madame Maxime next to him.
"Is that the professor of the Protection of Magical Beasts class mentioned by Dumbledore?" Madam Maxime asked softly.
"Rubus Hagrid, guard of Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, key custodian, professor of protection of magical animals, was born in 1928, passionate about raising and taming all kinds of magical animals, and was once expelled from Hogwarts , but it turned out to be a malicious frame-up, and he cleared his reputation last year. He is the first expert on magical animals who successfully tamed thestrals, and has close relationships with most magical animals in the Forbidden Forest. He is warm and sincere, and has a straightforward personality..."
Madame Maxime rolled her eyes, stretched out her big fan-like hand and hammered Felix, Felix quickly cast a humanoid iron armor spell on himself, "Bang!" His body shook.
Hagrid, who was seven or eight places away, stared straight.
The auditorium is extremely crowded today, probably because the students from the four schools from outside are scattered in it, making people dazzled.
On relatively formal occasions, Hogwarts students are required to wear uniforms.
So among the black wizard robes were the blue and cranberry of Ilvermorny, the light blue of Beauxbatons, the scarlet of Durmstrang, and the brown of Valgadu.
There were four headmasters sitting on both sides of Dumbledore. Felix turned around twice on the little witch, and the witch immediately turned back to look at him. He turned his eyes and turned to talk to Dumbledore.
She spoke a strange language, so fast and urgent that Felix could only understand a few sounds, but Dumbledore listened carefully, and then responded in the same language.
Karkaroff next to the witch didn't look very happy, he kept fiddling with a golden goblet, making a loud noise on purpose.
The professor's seat was almost full, and only the last two vacancies remained. Seven or eight minutes later, a short, fat, red-faced wizard appeared from the main entrance of the auditorium, with a warm smile on his face.
"Dumbledore, I'm late, Barty has something to do, I'm the only one..." Bagman said quickly, and he looked around: "Ah, you're all here, great, I've been Worried that Waggadu's team might be late."
The little witch said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Bagman, we will not delay on great matters."
"Ah, of course..." Bagman wiped his sweat and said, he glanced at the only two vacant seats left, and finally sat next to Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore stood up, the auditorium gradually fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to him.
"Welcome! Students from five magic schools have gathered together, this is something that has never happened in a thousand years." He said happily: "On this solemn occasion, I would like to say thanks to the house-elves in the kitchen for It took a lot of thought to satisfy different tastes..."
"Then enjoy the food to your heart's content, that's the most important thing tonight."
He sat down, and the empty plate in front of them was suddenly filled with all kinds of food. In addition to the French dishes that appeared last night, there were some more strange dishes today, which were placed in front of them in various ways.
At the Gryffindor table, Ron glanced over the bouillabaisse, yellow custard and white custard, and saw a sticky lump, and he held out his fork
"No!" cried Hermione.
"What's wrong?"
"You won't like it." Hermione gasped and said, her face was abnormally pale, "I didn't expect them to add this dish to the recipe."
"What's this?" Harry asked, not smelling anything strange.
"Camel fat." Hermione said, she retched, and immediately turned her head, "Trust me, you will never like it."
Ron pushed the plate away with a fork, and Seamus stuck a piece in, "What kind of jam is this?" He stuffed it into his mouth, and Harry and the others stared at him intently.
"Uh, why are you looking at me..." Visible to the naked eye, Seamus' face turned liver-colored, he swallowed it whole, snatched Dean's pumpkin juice, and gulped it down in one gulp.
His eyes turned green and he looked around frantically as Neville handed him his own pumpkin juice tremblingly.
"What the **** is this?" Seamus said angrily after drinking all of Neville's pumpkin juice, "It's even more unappetizing than the mucus of fried-tailed snails."
Ron thankfully inserted a greasy sausage and ate it deliciously.
Dumbledore stood up again when the golden plates were cleared one by one. A feeling of excitement and tension filled the air in the auditorium.
"The moment has finally come," said Dumbledore, "The Tournament is about to begin. Mr. Filch, please bring in the box. In the meantime, I would like to explain a few words"
"First of all, I would like to introduce the important guests today, first of all the principals."
"Principal of Beauxbatons, Mrs. Olim Maxim;"
"The principal of Durmstrang, Professor Igor Karkarov;"
"The principal of Ilvermorny, Professor Agilbert Fontana;"
"Principal of Ouagadou, Ms. Hariya Miniot Nagy;"
Dumbledore paused, blinked, and smiled, "Of course, and myself, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."
Everyone, including the students from the other four schools, stared at him blankly.
"Has no one noticed, this is actually an ingenious joke," Dumbledore said regretfully, "I'm sorting by the length of the names..."
Professor McGonagall cleared his throat vigorously.
"Well, in addition to the five principals, there are two others that I have to mention, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch, two gentlemen who have worked tirelessly over the past few months , unfortunately, Mr. Crouch was not present today, but we can see him on Halloween. Thank you, Mr. Filch, just put it here."
Dumbledore said to Filch with a smile. At this moment, Filch was putting a large wooden box on the table in front of him. He tapped the lid three times with his wand, and the lid creaked slowly. opened.
Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet.
The cup itself is inconspicuous, but it is filled with dancing blue and white flames.
Everyone is watching the Goblet of Fire obsessively ~IndoMTL.com~ You should know that in the next twenty-four hours, that is, when the Halloween dinner is over, the Goblet will choose what it thinks is the best The names of three classmates who can represent the corresponding school.
Tonight, the Goblet of Fire is placed in the hall, and all students who are willing to participate in the election can submit their names in. "
He waited quietly for a while, until everyone heard him clearly, then he continued: "There are two things to note, first, for Hogwarts students, I will set an age line "
The buzzing sound of discussion rang out, and he had to raise the volume.
"Second, this is a sincere piece of advice," Dumbledore's expression became extraordinarily serious, "I must remind everyone here that the Tournament is not a trifling matter, it is a magical contract that cannot be broken .Once a warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persevere to the end. Therefore, please think twice."
"Good night everyone."
As he sat down, the auditorium exploded.