Chapter 138 Three Warriors
The next day was Saturday, and students usually went to breakfast late.
However, Shaylin was not the only one who got up much earlier than usual on weekends.
As he left the Slytherin common room with Daphne and Astoria and prepared to enter the entrance hall as usual, he saw more than 20 people gathered there, some of whom were still eating bread. They were all carefully examining the Goblet of Fire. He saw Harry and his group there. Hermione also saw him, and the two nodded to each other.
The cup was placed in the middle of the entrance hall, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually was. A circle of thin gold line was drawn on the floor, with a radius of ten feet, surrounding the cup in the middle.
"Has anyone put in their name?" Ron asked a third-year girl anxiously.
"Yes, the group from Durmstrang," she replied, "but I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts sign up yet."
Suddenly, a burst of laughter came.
Shaylin didn't need to turn around to guess the identity of the visitor. Fred, George and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs, all three of them looked extremely excited.
Fred whispered something to Harry, and Sherin knew he was showing off that the three of them had taken the ageing potion.
Fred pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket and walked right up to the edge of the age line. He stood there, swaying on his toes like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform. Then, with every pair of eyes in the hall watching, he took a deep breath and stepped over the line.
Then George jumped in.
There was a hissing sound, and the twins were thrown out of the golden coil, as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out. They fell painfully to the cold stone ground ten feet away, and they were humiliated in addition to the physical pain. With a loud pop, identical long white beards sprouted from their chins.
The people in the hall laughed. Even Fred and George couldn't help laughing when they climbed up and saw each other's white beards.
A gleam of light flashed in Xie Lin's eyes. Just before the twins were knocked away, he saw the magic fluctuations on the golden coil clearly. This is a barrier!
As long as it is a barrier, it means it is dead - it can only screen out qualified people. Now the question is what is it based on to make the selection?
It can make the aging agent ineffective. Obviously, it is not based on physiological age alone. Does it rely on magic strength?
"I warned you." A low, amused voice said. Everyone turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore walking out of the hall.
He looked at Fred and George, his eyes shining: "I suggest that you both go to Madam Pomfrey. She is already taking care of Miss Fawcett from Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers from Hufflepuff. They are also determined to make themselves a little older. But I must say that their beards are far less beautiful than yours."
Dumbledore left after he finished speaking, and Fred and George also set off for the school hospital.
At this time, Draco, Pansy, Goyle, Crabbe and their group also arrived.
Draco heard about the previous incident and showed a contemptuous expression, sneering: "Waste is waste... They probably can only come up with this method..."
Ron heard his brother being ridiculed, and retorted unwillingly, "You are so powerful, if you have the ability, you can sign up and try it?"
Draco's expression was even more annoying. His eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and after staying on Sherin for a few seconds, he looked at the Goblet of Fire again.
"Wesley, don't embarrass our pure-blood family there." Draco said coldly, "It's just a barrier magic, it's not difficult to break it-"
"Oh, really?" Ron said with a provocative look, "Come on! Malfoy, show us now? Let us see the family heirloom of the Malfoy family?"
Draco closed his eyes and Sherin frowned.
Xielin saw the black magic energy rising from Draco again, and it was more violent than ever before!
Draco opened his eyes, his pupils were calm, and no emotion could be seen. He walked to the front of the golden coil and took a big step over!
Almost everyone noticed it - a slight buzzing vibration sounded in the air.
Xielin's magic eye saw a shocking scene - the space was distorted, and Xielin felt the magic track he was familiar with when using the time hourglass, which was a kind of time magic!
Dumbledore knows time magic!
So, the strength shown by this old man in the original book is probably not all he has!
Xielin originally thought that the age circle was screened by the magic power on the body, so he was so confident - Xielin's magic power at this time has surpassed the level of adult wizards, no matter which student in the three schools, it is impossible to match him in terms of total magic power.
Now it seems that the barrier is judged by the traces of time on the intruder.
Although Schelling had used the hourglass, he had never used it for more than four hours each time, and he did not use it every day, so the total time might not be enough.
The scene returns to Draco.
Just when everyone thought Draco was about to be thrown out like the twins, the golden coil suddenly glowed with a dim golden light, and then dimmed again. Draco glanced at Ron sideways - Sherlin had the illusion that Draco was not looking at Ron, but himself - Ron's face turned red, but he hesitated and couldn't speak. Come.
Draco took a few more steps (the Goblet of Fire was actually far away from the golden coil, and it was impossible to throw it into it from a long distance), walked to the Goblet of Fire, took out a piece of parchment from his arms, and put it in. The flame in the cup quickly turned from blue-white to red, and sparks burst out.
Draco glanced at Sherrin and Ron again, then strode away gracefully, leaving behind the little wizards who looked in shock and awe.
The remaining little wizards all turned their attention to Xie Lin.
Draco, who has no outstanding achievements in the Malfoy family, is already so powerful, so isn't the famous Sherrin even more terrifying?
Sherrin smiled. He was not sure how Draco resisted the backlash of the barrier and forced his way in, but he had his own method.
Xie Lin took out a piece of parchment and touched it with his wand. The parchment suddenly turned into a paper sparrow, with its wings fluttering rapidly.
The paper sparrow flew unimpeded across the age line and rushed into the Goblet of Fire.
With a bang, the blue-white flames in the Goblet of Fire soared high, but did not turn into red.
Sure enough, had Dumbledore also considered a plan to prevent little wizards from throwing in registration papers from a long distance?
Xie Lin's eyes faintly flashed the ancient runes of Kanaz.
Since the flame refuses to change on its own, I will force it to change!
Xie Lin stared closely at the Goblet of Fire. The flames that rose into the sky seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force and slowly fell back into the cup. Suddenly, the Goblet of Fire seemed to have a spiritual power and launched a counterattack, and the flames exploded again. It jumped up with a roar, and scattered sparks. But not long after the commotion, the flames fell down again as if they were powerless, and finally turned into red, and sparks burst out.
Sherrin showed a bright smile, turned around, walked to Daphne and Astoria, and said softly: "Let's go!"
During breakfast, the most popular topic among the young wizards was who would become the champion of Hogwarts.
Most thought Hufflepuff's Cedric Diggory had the best chance. Some people also think it is Cassius Warrington of Slytherin. Gryffindor supported their house's Angelina Johnson.
These three are all 6th grade students. Perhaps 7th grade students are focused on the NEWT exam and are unwilling to be distracted by these extracurricular activities.
The Halloween dinner seemed much longer than usual.
Perhaps because there were banquets for two consecutive days, many students did not seem to enjoy these elaborately prepared sumptuous dishes as much as usual.
People in the auditorium kept looking up, with anxious expressions on every face. Everyone was restless, standing up and looking towards the podium from time to time. Finally, the banquet ended, and the voices in the auditorium suddenly became much louder. Then Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.
Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else; Ludovic Bagman was smiling and winking at the students from various schools; and Mr. Crouch It was a dull expression.
"I am honored that the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision!" Dumbledore said with a smile. "I reckon it'll take another minute. Listen, when the Warriors' names are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the auditorium, past the staff table, and into the next room—"
He pointed to the door behind the staff desk, "That's where they'll get their initial instruction."
He waved his hand, and most of the lights in the entire auditorium were extinguished, falling into a state of semi-darkness. The Goblet of Fire, which had been moved to the rostrum, emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium. The blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply charming.
The flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out. Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of almost burnt parchment flew out from it. Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment, and the flames in the flames returned to blue-white.
"The Warrior of Durmstrang—" Dumbledore's voice spread throughout the auditorium: "It's Eleanor von Hohenheim!"
A look of "Sure enough" flashed across Xie Lin's face, and then he smiled and said congratulations to Eleanor as a congratulation.
There was no sadness or joy on Eleanor's face. She stood up from the Slytherin table and walked towards Dumbledore with a calm expression. Then, at Professor McGonagall's instruction, he turned right, walked along the rostrum, and entered the next room.
Silence returned to the auditorium again, because the second piece of parchment had appeared.
Dumbledore looked at the registration paper with a rare gaffe on his face. He fell into silence, and even the usually bright blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses seemed eclipsed at this moment.
The little wizards around didn't know what happened to the principal, but they felt the very oppressive atmosphere at the moment. No one dared to make a sound. The whole place was so quiet that only the crackling sound of the Goblet of Fire could be heard.
Dumbledore spoke with difficulty, his voice a little hoarse, and said: "The champion of Beauxbatons is Katarina Grindelwald-Morneau!"
Katalin stood up gracefully, shook her bright red hair, and walked lightly from between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables to the podium. She bowed gracefully to Dumbledore, and then walked into the room that Eleanor had just entered.
Daphne noticed that something was wrong with Xielin's expression, and whispered, "Xielin, what's wrong with you?" Xielin shook his head and said helplessly, "Daphne, I just feel that the world seems to have changed..." Daphne laughed, "Look at what you said, why do you suddenly say these weird things... If I were to say, although Krum and the Veela girl seem to be strong, they are probably far inferior to the most powerful pure-blood families in Germany and France - I think it is reasonable for Hohenheim and Monroe to be selected." Xielin sighed and thought, you are not a time traveler, so of course you can't understand my feelings. Astoria suddenly came over and grabbed Xielin's arm tightly, "The Goblet of Fire is moving, and the name of the Hogwarts warrior is going to be read out. Oh my God, I'm so nervous - will it be you, brother Xielin?" The whole hall was silent, and almost all Hogwarts students held their breath... because they knew that the next one to be revealed would be the Hogwarts warrior. The third parchment arrived as expected.
"The champion of Hogwarts -" Dumbledore grabbed it, then froze there, staring at the note in his hand with some strangeness. He cleared his throat and read loudly: "It's Shaylin Malfoy!"
Except for the wizards of Slytherin, the other three colleges all burst into a series of "wow wow" exclamations.
"How is it possible? He is only in the fourth grade!"
"Could it be that the Goblet of Fire made a mistake? Although many people saw him put his name in, the Goblet of Fire actually chose him instead of Diggory?"
But some rational students retorted: "You are just envious - he is the youngest Sir Merlin, a man who can fight hundreds of Dementors alone and kill the thousand-year-old basilisk. What's so strange about the Goblet of Fire choosing him?"
At this time, there was also a person who lost his temper at the Slytherin table.
Draco stood up suddenly, his whole body was shaking, his face was full of disbelief, "How could it be possible, how could it be possible... The Goblet of Fire actually chose him, not me... This is impossible... Impossible..."
Schelling looked at Draco's reaction and showed a thoughtful expression.
It seems that Draco is really confident. He believes from the bottom of his heart that he is better than me!
Schelling seemed to understand something.
He patted Astoria's hand and asked her to let go, then stood up and walked into the previous room with his head held high under the guidance of Professor McGonagall.
Extracurricular knowledge: For readers who are not familiar with European and American culture, double surnames generally exist when the maternal family is also very strong, and the descendants will be crowned with a double surname of "maternal surname-paternal surname", first the mother and then the father, so that the maternal surname can also be passed on. Examples in the Harry Potter universe include the Calderon-Bout family in North America and the Spencer-Moen family in the UK.