Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 297 Goblet of Fire (Part 1)

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The face was very beautiful, but Klein's expression, who was immune to charm, hardly changed.

Taking the quill pen, he wrote a paragraph on the scented soft parchment and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Furong looked quite happy.

She held Klein's signature tightly, her eyes watery.

"You're welcome."

Klein gave a gentle but polite smile, and there was nothing wrong with his manners.

Furong couldn't help being silly.

Although he looked very handsome just now, but in her opinion, only now is the real Klein Grindelwald.

"Ahem!"

Such a flower-like person could not move by Klein's side, and naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Pansy came over with the girl group of the Snake Academy with an uncomfortable face, and deliberately made a big movement.

"I...I have to go..."

After a glance, Furong knew what was going on, and she couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

But it doesn't matter, she has received Klein's signature today.

There will be a chance in the future.

"Goodbye."

A certain "Master of Shura Field" waved his hand, pretending to be very slow.

Ugh.

Too popular is not a good thing~

"Huh! Let her run fast!"

Pansy and other Slytherin girls despised the behavior of girls from outside schools who came close to Klein's unruly behavior.

After a brief internal communication for a while, they did not wait much, and angrily returned to their seats.

Draco and the others felt that Klein was like a princess, and all the girls in the school were knights guarding the princess.

But having said that, the girl from Boothbatten just now is so beautiful...

"Huh, Hu Meizi!"

Seeing Fleur leaving, Hermione, who had been staring at the Slytherin table, murmured.

"what?"

Harry didn't hear it clearly, and couldn't help asking back.

"She is definitely a Veeva, or she has Veeva blood. I bet you with my final grades. Just now many boys were quietly staring at her. This is an obvious feature of charm spells."

Hermione has read many magic books and has a lot of knowledge.

Such a beautiful "unhuman" posture is absolutely abnormal!

"Really?"

Harry scratched his head, not understanding.

He was far away just now, just glanced at it and continued to eat.

However, Veeva doesn't have anything to do with her. This is a problem between Klein and those girls.

For an unrelated person like him, just eat melon silently...

"Ding."

The little wizards were still talking, and suddenly, Dumbledore on the high platform knocked his silver wine glass with a knife.

The old man apparently used some magic to make the small voice easily spread throughout the auditorium.

When everyone's eyes were on himself, he cleared his throat and said loudly.

"Everyone is quiet, quiet. Okay, let me say a few words next."

Dumbledore swept across the stage, deliberately staying in Klein's direction for a few seconds.

"Students, let's put the tableware for the time being...cough cough, I am honored to introduce the next guest, who is the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department, Mr. Batty Crouch. "I love Chinese website www.ilovezw.com

Here comes Batty?

Klein moved in his heart and looked along where Dumbledore had invited him.

At the door, a serious wizard with a yarmulke entered the auditorium in a frantic manner.

He didn't speak, just greeted the principals on the high platform with his eyes, and then stood in front of a few long tables, sorted out his bow tie, and said sharply.

"I'm Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation, Ministry of Magic, England.

In this "Triwizard Tournament", three principals and Mr. Luca Bagmon, the director of the Department of Magical Sports, will set up a jury panel to serve as referees."

Boring and rigid.

This is the first impression of the little wizards of "Barty Crouch".

Klein was silent on his face, but he wondered in his heart.

It stands to reason that he had told Dumbledore that there was a problem with "Barty Crouch", and the old man should be wary.

He wasn't too confused anymore, there was no reason to let a "Death Eater" be the referee of the game.

Klein glanced at Igor Karkaroff on the high platform.

This guy was originally a "Death Eater".

He scratched his eyebrows and looked at the old man who was always smiling.

Does Mr. Principal want to play a big game and deliberately sell flaws to Voldemort?

"Ok?"

Feeling someone looking at him, Dumbledore's heart moved.

After discovering that it was Klein, his smile became brighter.

Yes, he just wanted to play big.

Doing the math, he is more than a hundred years old and will live for more than ten or twenty years at most.

But Voldemort, the Horcrux is immortal, the soul is immortal.

He can't afford it!

Now that you know that there is something wrong with Batty, it's better to follow the trend and give Voldemort and the "Death Eaters" a note.

Klein had nothing to fear anyway.

The older the person, the off-road.

Dumbledore smiled, kind and gentle.

"Ah."

Although there was no communication in secret, Klein felt that he had guessed Dumbledore's mind.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the time comes to figure it out.

If Voldemort didn't come to be a demon.

If he dares to be a demon, he must let the Dark Lord (♀) know the sinister world.

"In the past few months, in order to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament, Mr. Bagmon and Mr. Crouch have been working so hard to sleep and eat....... Okay, Filch, put the Goblet Move out."

Dumbledore smiled and showed his credit to Barty Jr. and Luca Bagmont who was busy dealing with the International Quidditch League, and then winked at the little Filch.

"Yes, Principal Dumbledore."

Upon hearing this, Filch showed a big box full of various kinds of orbs.

No one noticed how long he had been in the corner of the hall, and the little school guard walked towards Dumbledore, and the students talked excitedly.

Here comes, finally here.

It's time to select the school warriors!

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagmont have already checked the mission statement this year's champions will face."

Taking advantage of Filch's effort to put the goblet of fire on the chair, Dumbledore spoke again.

"We have made the necessary preparations for every challenge.

The three tasks will run through the school year. We will use different methods to test the players, test their magical ability, guts, reasoning ability, and of course the ability to deal with danger."

As the old man spoke, the little wizard in the audience gradually became quiet.

"Now, let us choose the true warriors!"