Chapter 379 Goblet of Fire
The next day, Felix opened his eyes from the bed and yawned a big yawn.
The air outside the window was wet, mixed with the smell of soil. After finishing the washing work, he estimated the time and prepared to go to the auditorium to have a meal.
"Valun, go and have a meal," he called.
On the cradle bed, the furry velvet blanket shook and then calmed down.
"Valun?"
A small hand stretched out from the blanket and waved it at him twice impatiently.
"Jiji!" It was tired of watching the movie last night and didn't want to get up at all.
“…Okay, there are cookies and cakes in the office.”
Felix walked out of the room and came to the auditorium. He unexpectedly found that there was one more school logo in the auditorium. He glanced at Hogwarts' shield badge, Ifamoni's petal badge, Busbaton's cross wand badge, Demstrong's double-headed eagle and deer-headed badge, and the last one
A cone-shaped peak hidden in the clouds and mist, if you look closely, there is a magnificent building standing halfway up the cone-shaped peak.
Moon Mountain, Vagado.
"Has Vagad arrived too? Was it last night or this morning?" Felix glanced at the auditorium and found no strange faces. Instead, he saw Demstrong's star student Krum.
He also learned yesterday that he had played with the Irish national team's goalkeeper twice in the Quidditch World Cup final and finally caught the Golden Snitch to finish the game, but he was still in school at Demstrong.
Is it too hard to train Quidditch all day long?
On Slytherin's long table, Krum did not stay with his teammates, but chose to eat alone. There were more than a dozen pairs of admiring eyes, constantly peeking at him, but he seemed to have been used to it and ate breakfast silently.
After eating, he stood up and left. Unlike his posture on a flying broom, he was now silent, with his eyebrows habitually frowning, as if he was thinking about it anytime and anywhere.
During the dinner, Felix finally met the students of Vagado.
They all have dark skin, and their specific performance is different. Only one student's skin is as dark as the bottom of a pot, and it looks like a walking pure black color block. If it weren't for the brown animal skin clothes, it would be difficult to distinguish different parts of his body. The remaining Vagado students would be much more normal. Although they also have dark skin, they can at least distinguish between eyes and nose.
When passing by the table at Ravenclaw College, he heard a little girl muttering: "Brown, brown, dark brown, chocolate, dark..."
He grinned and sat next to Mrs. Maxim in the professor's seat, on the other side was Principal Ifamoni who was resting with his eyes closed.
After chatting for a few words, Felix found a sad look. Looking back, he realized Hagrid in the corner. He was startled. Hagrid's dress was very different from the past. He didn't know where he took out a handmade suit, and had carefully taken care of his beard and hair. At least it was the first time that Felix had distinguished the line between the two.
At this moment, Hagrid looked at him with a gaze, no, but Mrs. Maxim next to him.
"Is that the professor in the class on protecting magical animals mentioned by Dumbledore?" asked Mrs. Maxim.
"Ruber Hager, Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, Keykeeper, Professor of Protecting Magical Animals, was born in 1928. He is keen on raising and taming various magical animals. He was fired by Hogwarts, but it was later proved to be a malicious slander, and was washed away last year. He was the first magical animal expert to successfully tame the Night Theatre, and he has a close relationship with most magical animals in the Forbidden Forest. He is enthusiastic and sincere, and has a straightforward personality..."
Maxim rolled his eyes and extended his big hand like a palm fan to hammer Felix. Felix quickly put a layer of human-shaped iron armor spell on himself, "Bang!" His body shook.
Hagrid, who had seven or eight positions, had his eyes straightened.
Today's auditorium is particularly crowded, probably because students from four foreign schools are scattered among them, which makes people dazzled.
On relatively formal occasions, Hogwarts students were asked to change into uniform school uniforms.
So among a group of black wizard robes, there were dotted with the blue and cranberry colors of Ifamoni, the light blue of Boothbaton, the scarlet of Demstrong and the brown of Vagado.
Four principals sat on both sides of Dumbledore. Felix turned around the short witch twice. The witch immediately turned around and looked at him. Felix chuckled softly. The witch looked at him carefully before turning his head to talk to Dumbledore.
She used a weird language, and her speech was fast and fast, and Felix could only understand a few sounds, but Dumbledore listened carefully and responded in the same language.
Kakarov next to the witch looked unhappy and kept fiddling with a golden goblet, deliberately making a loud noise.
The professor's seat was almost full, with only the last two empty seats left. After seven or eight minutes, a short, fat, red-faced witch appeared from the main entrance of the auditorium, with a passionate smile on his face.
"Dumbledore, I'm late. Batty has something to do for a while, I'm the only one..." Bagman said quickly, looking around: "Ah, you're all here, it's great. I've always been worried that Vagad's team might be late."
The short witch said in a husky voice: "Mr. Bagman, we will not delay the big things."
"Ah, of course..." Bagman said, wiping his sweat, he glanced at the two remaining seats and finally sat next to Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore stood up, the auditorium gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at him.
"Welcome! The students of five magic schools gather together, which is something that has not been seen in a thousand years." He said happily: "In this solemn moment, I would like to say, thanks to the house elves in the kitchen, who have spent a lot of thoughts to satisfy different tastes..."
"So, enjoy the food to your heart's content, this is the most important thing tonight."
He sat down, and the empty plate in front of them was suddenly filled with various food. In addition to the French dishes that appeared last night, there were some strange dishes today, and they were placed in various ways in front of them.
On the Gryffindor table, Ron's eyes swept through French fish soup, yellow egg cheese and white milk jelly, and saw a slimy stuff, he stretched out his fork
"Don't!" Hermione shouted.
"What's wrong?"
"You won't like it." Hermione said with anger, her face pale abnormally. "I didn't expect them to add this dish to the recipe."
"What is this?" Harry asked, he didn't smell any strange smell.
"Camel fat," said Hermione, she retching for a moment, and immediately turned her head, "Believe me, you will definitely not like it."
Ron pushed the plate away with a fork, and Semo inserted a piece of it, "What kind of jam is this?" He stuffed it into his mouth, and Harry and the others stared at him intently.
"Uh, why look at me..." Semo's face turned into a pig's liver color, he swallowed it whole, snatched Dean's pumpkin juice and poured it in one breath.
His eyes turned green and he looked around frantically, and Neville handed him his pumpkin juice tremblingly.
"What the hell is this?" Simo said furiously after drinking Neville's pumpkin juice. "It's even more disgusting than the mucus of the snails."
Ron was glad to put a sizzling sausage and started eating it beautifully.
Dumbledore stood up again as the golden plates were cleaned up. An excitement and tension filled the air in the auditorium.
"This moment has finally come," said Dumbledore, "the championship is about to begin. Mr. Felch, please bring the box in. During this period, I want to explain a few words first."
"First of all, I want to introduce to you the important guests today, first of all, the principals."
"Bothbaton's principal, Mrs. Olim Maxim;"
“The principal of Demstrong, Professor Igor Kakarov;”
“The principal of Ifamoni, Professor Agilbert Fontana;”
“Ms. Haria Minionette Naji, the principal of Vagado;”
Dumbledore paused, blinked, and smiled, "Of course, and myself, Albus Percival Woolflick Brian Dumbledore."
Everyone, including students from four other schools, looked at him blankly.
"Didn't anyone find it? It's actually a wonderful joke," Dumbledore said regretfully: "I sorted it by the length of the name..."
Professor McGonagall cleared his throat very hard.
"Well, besides the five principals, there are two more people who have to be mentioned, Ludo Bagmann and Batty Crouch, who have worked tirelessly over the past few months, and unfortunately, Mr. Crouch was not present today, but we can see him on Halloween thank you, Mr. Felch, let's put it here."
Dumbledore smiled and said to Felch that at this moment, Felch was putting a large wooden box on the table in front of him. He knocked the lid three times with his magic wand, and the lid slowly squeaked open.
Dumbledore reached in and took out a large, roughly-carved wooden goblet.
The cup itself is not at all conspicuous, but it is full of beating blue and white flames.
Everyone was obsessed with looking at the Goblet of Fire.
"You should know that in the next twenty-four hours, when the Halloween dinner ends, the goblet will select the names of the three students it believes best represent the corresponding school.
Tonight, the Goblet of Fire will be placed in the foyer, and all students who are willing to participate in the election can submit their names."
He waited quietly for a while until everyone heard him clearly, and he continued: "There are two things to pay attention to. First, for the students of Hogwarts, I will set an age line."
The discussion buzzed, and he had to mention the volume.
"Second, this is a sincere advice," Dumbledore's expression became particularly serious. "I must remind everyone here that the tournament is not a joke, it is a magical and magical contract that cannot be violated. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must stick to the game to the end. Therefore, please think twice."
"Good night everyone."
Chapter completed!