Chapter 567
Warrior Selection 1
Chapter 567 Warrior Selection 1
Harry nodded, and said embarrassedly: "It's normal if I'm not selected. After all, I... the magic I master can't compare with Wade, but I still want to give it a try..."
"It's good to give it a try," Theo said, "and you have strong practical skills, maybe you can be selected!"
Wade felt the same way.
Harry's performance in the written test was not the best, after all, he was always a little lazy when it came to memorizing things.
But when it comes to actual combat, he is much stronger than the version of himself who broke into the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic in the original book.
Time passed quickly and night soon arrived. The group arrived at the auditorium and then separated and walked towards their respective college tables.
The ceiling above the auditorium now looks like a starry sky, with the Milky Way winding and flowing, sparse and dense stars dotting the sky, and shining brightly with the group of candles suspended below.
Bats were flying and pumpkin lanterns were floating in the sky, but no one paid attention to these Halloween decorations. Everyone's eyes were focused on the Goblet of Fire placed on the chair in front of the teacher's seat.
Michael walked into the hall with Daphne with a smile on his face. They were only a few steps away, so he politely sent the girl to the Slytherin table, said hello to Astoria, and then returned to Ravenclaw.
"There are three spots in total." When Michael sat down, he said, "Wade, you must be one of them. I wonder who the other two will be?"
"We'll know soon enough anyway," Wade said, glancing at the students from other Hogwarts houses.
There is no need to say much about Cedric from Hufflepuff, he will most likely be one of the warriors. As for the others... except Harry, the prefects and student union presidents of several colleges are actually strong contenders.
"Look!"
Michael suddenly poked Wade, motioning him to look at the door.
Hagrid and Madame Maxime walked into the door together. Their tall bodies almost blocked the entire door. It was not until they walked through the aisle to the teachers' seats that everyone saw the students of Beauxbatons following behind them.
The focus was on Hagrid, who had his hair combed into two slicked-back bunches and was wearing an ugly brown suit. When he walked by, everyone smelled a strange mixture of strong perfume and lubricant.
"...Merlin!" After a long while, Wade heard Lisa say in an unbelievable tone: "I never thought... that a person who dresses up carefully can look worse than when he is sloppy."
"Madame Maxime is really very graceful, isn't she?" Padma said sincerely. "I thought the French were all very arrogant!"
"Professor Hagrid needs an image consultant." Michael pulled up his collar and said, "For the sake of my eyes, I need to take some time to talk to him..."
Then he looked at Vader thoughtfully: "Vade, when are you free?"
"Me?" Wade said strangely, "I'm not good at clothing matching and image design."
"I know," Michael said, "but I need your magical abilities."
"Then... tomorrow?"
Vader said uncertainly, not understanding why they were discussing this issue during the crucial moment of selecting the champions for the Goblet of Fire.
"Okay!" Michael nodded, covered his mouth and coughed, then asked: "Then...what if I bring Daphne with me?"
Wade glanced over there and said, "I think it's okay... Slytherin girls are indeed better at these."
Even though they are wearing the same black robes, the girls in the Snake Academy will make some unique decorations on the corners. The cut of the robes is always just right. They don't wear too many jewelries, but they are definitely worthy of close scrutiny.
Of course, the most important thing is - Michael seems to want to pull his new girlfriend into this circle of friends, and helping Hagrid design a new image is probably the entry point he chose.
……
The Halloween dinner was as sumptuous as last night, but few people paid attention to it. After the meal, everyone looked ahead with anticipation.
Dumbledore stood up and said with a smile: "The Goblet of Fire is about to select the warriors who meet the requirements. Those whose names are announced, please go to the top of the hall and enter the next room, where they will receive initial guidance." He pointed to the door diagonally behind the teachers' seats.
Then, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the ceiling immediately dimmed, leaving only a few stars still twinkling; most of the candles in the hall were extinguished, and only the candles in the pumpkin lanterns were still flickering.
The Goblet of Fire burst into a bright light, sparks flew everywhere, casting an eerie light and shadow on the entire auditorium, and everyone's expressions seemed to become unpredictable.
Suddenly, the blue-white flames turned into bright red, and a fire snake leaped into the air, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out of it.
Dumbledore took the paper, looked at it carefully, and announced: "The Champion of Durmstrang - Viktor Krum!"
The whole hall cheered enthusiastically for the Quidditch star. Only Krum looked unhappy. He walked towards the door listlessly.
"Brilliant, Viktor!" Karkaroff shouted. "I knew it was you!"
A few seconds later, the second name appeared.
"Natasha Volkova!"
A tall girl with short blond hair stood out from the Durmstrang team. She had a cold expression on her face, and the applause in the auditorium became much quieter.
"Caspar Grove!"
This time it was a pale-faced boy with handsome features and short chestnut hair that fell smoothly. He bumped fists with the person next to him, and then walked happily towards the hut.
"The Champion of Beauxbatons," Dumbledore said, taking a new piece of parchment. "Fleur Delacour!"
The silver-haired girl who looked like a Veela stood up and walked lightly across the aisle between the tables.
"Lucas Barrow!"
This is a boy with chestnut curly hair. He looks very surprised, as if he had never expected it to be him.
He first glanced at Madame Maxime, then walked over quickly and nervously.
"Clementine Durand!"
The girl with freckles on her face screamed, then immediately covered her mouth. She also walked quickly towards the cabin. Behind her, a girl who was not chosen began to cry sadly.
"Why isn't the first one a Hogwarts Champion?" Michael said unhappily, drumming his fingers on the table anxiously.
"Look at the bright side," Anthony said. "The most important thing is always at the end."
Sparks flew, and Dumbledore continued to announce:
"The warrior of Ilvermorny—Seraphina Picquery!"
The girl who had greeted Wade immediately jumped up, hugged her friends around her, and walked forward with a smile on her face.
"Adam Cagney!"
A boy with a gentle temperament, wearing a snake-shaped bracelet on his hand.
"Ryan Smith!"
A boy who looked like the captain of the rugby team stood up and walked to the front amid the congratulations of the crowd.
The flame in the cup alternated between blue, white and red, and after a brief pause, it began to spew out new names.
(End of this chapter)