Chapter 354 The Coming Christmas

The contestants who were mocking Hogwarts a second ago immediately shut up.

Indeed, there are no outstanding figures in the seventh grade of Hogwarts, which is why the top students in the sixth grade can be selected.

But Sean, a cross-level existence, is no longer at the level of a student. He is so powerful that even adult wizards shake their heads.

The audience had dispersed in an orderly manner, and a certain Ministry of Magic official with a white goatee in the VIP seat said to Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, this Sean is good."

"Director Coleman is interested in him?" Dumbledore smiled.

"He is a talented person. I wonder if he has any thoughts of working in the Ministry of Magic in the future."

"Your Department of Mysteries, I think with Sean's character, he can't stand so many rules." Dumbledore said.

This official is Constantine's superior, the Director of the Ministry of Magic's most mysterious Department of Mysteries, Dart Corman.

After the game, the players were asked to stay in the tent first, and reporters from various newspapers would come to interview them later.

"Another interview, I'm hungry." Joseph complained.

Harry's expression looked a little sad, "Will Rita Skeeter come too?"

Apparently Harry was starting to hate that bullshit Rita too, Sean quipped.

"To deal with her, silence is the best weapon."

After a while, the reporters walked into the tent, and Sean saw his acquaintances Morisset and Craven.

This interview did not have a one-on-one interview. In order to save time, it was changed to a press conference format. The reporters took turns asking questions and the selected players answered the questions.

This kept popular players being named, and Sean, Leno, Dusana, and Watson never stopped talking.

"Fortunately, I wasn't called." Harry looked like he had escaped death, but just as he thought this, a reporter from France called his name.

"I'm from "Paris Express", and I would like to ask Harry Potter, as the only fourth-year student among the 30 players, you are currently at the bottom of the points, what do you think of the next mixed group competition? "

Harry, who was a little afraid of society, was immediately stopped by the question. He was not very good at dealing with this kind of situation.

"I...I think, um...just try your best." Harry said stumblingly.

There are still three months until the third competition on February 15th, and the players from the other two schools and their entourage will also have to stay at Hogwarts.

Two weeks passed quickly, and December brought biting winds and non-stop rain and snow to Hogwarts for three days.

There is always draft in the castle in winter. After class, students wrap up their robes tightly when walking in the corridor, for fear that the evil wind will get into their clothes through any cracks.

Durmstrang's big ship was leaning against the black lake, bumping and swaying in the strong wind, and its black sails were flying and dancing in the dark night sky.

Cassius was freezing to death after returning from Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures lesson. He often thought as he sat by the warm fireplace in the Slytherin common room that Durmstrang's players must be living on the ship. torment.

But Chris corrected his wrong idea, "They are very comfortable on board."

"How do you know?" Cassius asked.

Chris glanced at Sean, "Thickness didn't ask us players to communicate more with each other to prepare for the third competition, so I also talked with the players from Durmstrang."

Sean was looking at a book about space magic borrowed from the ** area. The book even mentioned space arrays such as anti-Apparition. Sean thought it was very useful. From here, he might be able to Get some inspiration and invent magic to deal with Helbo.

"Their ship has everything. It's just that Dumbledore has arranged the guest rooms, so they didn't stay on the ship." He said without raising his eyes.

Cassius also noticed that Hagrid kept providing Madame Maxime's horses with their favorite single malt whiskey.

The smell of alcohol drifted from the feed trough in the corner of the temporary stables, making the students who were taking Care of Magical Creatures class near Hagrid's hut a little dizzy.

"Is Principal Maxim also a hybrid giant? She looks too exaggerated, just like Hagrid." Cassius said.

Sean closed the book and whispered to Cassius, "Don't let Principal Maxim hear these words. She doesn't like others saying that about her."

"So it's true?"

Sean blinked in disbelief. Although Maxim said that she was simply tall, anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that she was a hybrid giant.

In the second week of December, during the Transfiguration class on Friday, Professor McGonagall was giving homework to the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students.

"Try to give an example of how the transformation spell must be adjusted when performing cross-species transformation. I will check it on Monday."

Ron lowered his voice and said to Harry, "Spot check, why don't you take a gamble and you won't be able to catch us?"

Just as Harry was about to talk, Hermione, who was sitting in front, turned around and said, "Harry, I advise you not to listen to Ron's bad idea."

Harry couldn't help but shrugged at Ron, their eldest sister was speechless.

"I have a few words to say to all of you. The Yule Ball will be here in two weeks. It is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests."

"Well, the dance is only open to students in grades four to seven, but if you want, you can invite a junior student to accompany you."

The girls seem to be looking forward to the prom, but the teenage boys are as shy as little quails.

"I can't dance," Harry muttered under his breath.

"This is a traditional practice," Professor McGonagall said firmly. "You, the warrior of Hogwarts, as the representative of the school, you must abide by the tradition. Therefore, you must learn to dance and find yourself a dance partner, Potter. .”

"but I..."

"You heard me, Potter!" Professor McGonagall said in a tone that left no room for doubt. The deans of other colleges also informed their students, and Cassius returned to the dormitory and told Sean about it.

Of course, Sean already knew this. He didn't want to end up like Harry and Ron, who didn't find a partner before the dance.

Sean said straight to the point, "Chris, is anyone inviting you? If no one is there, let's go together."

Facing this sudden and random invitation, Chris was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"Okay, I have to let Twinkle take out my dress and iron it."

Winky, the house elf of the Crouch family, is still working for Barty Sr. In the original plot, she was fired by Barty Sr., and was taken in by Dumbledore along with Dobby, and went to the Hogwarts kitchen.

The next weekend, Joseph invited the players from Durmstrang and Babston to a party in Hogsmeade.

They gathered downstairs in the guest room. After several weeks of communication, the players had become somewhat familiar with each other.

Paul saw that Krum was not there, so he asked a Durmstrang player.

"Gentle, where's your big star?"

"He went swimming in the Black Lake early in the morning and should be back soon." The player named Gentel said.

Harry looked like he couldn't believe it and said, "Who is this? It's December and it's still snowing outside."

"Their school is much colder than ours. This temperature is nothing to Krum. He may think it's just right for swimming." Sean thought that the snow in Northern Europe is much thicker than here.

Everyone went to Three Broomsticks first, leaving two people downstairs to wait for Krum to come back.

Since the first day of the competition, the business of the bar has been very good. Ms. Rosmerta loved the contestants even more when she saw them. She wished that everyone could go up and kiss them.

After the second competition, whenever a contestant comes to Three Broomsticks to make a purchase, Ms. Rosmerta will receive a 30% discount and a plate of side dishes as a gift.

Many customers in the store greeted the contestants who came in. Sean noticed that there were several elves sitting at a table next to the bar, who seemed to be Gringotts employees.