Whether it was a thousand gallon or a huge honor, it aroused all the little wizards' excitement.

warrior!

This word fills the minds of most students.

They all want to be warriors, the kind without armor.

"You know, Harry, I might be attending!" Ron lowered his voice from the other side of the table.

Thinking of the possibility of obtaining such honors and wealth, he was so excited that his face shone brightly.

"Of course I thought about it, too." Harry said vaguely.

Not only did he think, but he also went further, he was already trapped in fantasy, and many brilliant pictures appeared in his mind:

Become the Warrior of Hogwarts... Standing on the field, everyone cheered his name... Win the Triple Championship... Qiu Zhang's lips slowly approached him...

"Who doesn't want to participate?" Harry murmured.

"Yes," Ron showed a dazed expression on his face, "The winner actually has a thousand Garons..."

Hermione did not participate in the topic of the two, but picked up the sandwich and stared calmly at the "Curse and Curse Cracking Curse" spread out on the table.

"No, Hermione? You can still watch it?" Ron doubted. "Don't you want to participate?"

"One school has only one quota."

Hermione didn't raise her head and drew a circle on the page of how to form a blood alliance.

Hermione's words were like ice water, poured on Harry and Ron's heads.

This time they realized that there was a cruel truth. Hogwarts only had one place... Why should they be Warriors?

To be more blunt, who can snatch the Warriors' quota from William?

I thought it was a random draw, but in the end I found that it had already been decided.

"William probably won't...be interested in this kind of game, right?" Ron muttered in a low voice. "That's a bit too bullying."

Many students realized this after being excited, gradually became quiet, and then turned their heads to look at William.

William was busy dealing with chicken rolls and was not concerned about such things.

At this time, Dumbledore spoke again, he raised his hand and calmed down in the auditorium again.

"I know you all want to win the Triumph for Hogwarts," he said.

"However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for this year's competitors.

Only students over the age of seventeen are allowed to register for consideration.”

“This is not fair!”

Many students protested angryly after hearing Dumbledore's words.

"Why are we not qualified to participate?" Gryffindor's McLagan yelled.

"I'm not weaker than many senior wizards!"

Dumbledore shook his head calmly.

"Is that right? But I think this measure is necessary for you, because the competition is difficult and dangerous.

No matter how many preventive measures we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grade to deal with it."

"Professor Dumbledore, can't Stark handle it?" Some students questioned directly.

"Mr. Stark is indeed enough to deal with..." Dumbledore explained patiently.

"But unfortunately... the principals of the other two schools agreed that he was too strong.

If William participates, it will destroy the balance of the game.

One of the conditions for the two principals to agree to hold the Triumph Championship is that Mr. Stark will not participate."

This is easy to understand. This project is used to demonstrate the strength of students in each school.

The most basic point is that the Warriors' strength is roughly at the same starting line.

This starting line may be four or five meters apart from each other... but it doesn't matter.

Good guy, you suddenly airborne a Bolt to challenge our elementary school amateur group. Isn’t this bullying?

A hundred schools of thought are more beautiful than a single one.

They are unwilling to do the work of accompanying the prince to study.

But it is impossible to say such a thing explicitly, as it would be too embarrassing to spread it like that.

Since this is the case, it is better to directly restrict minors from participating in the competition.

He can also avoid Granger, who looks equally strong and famous.

But this statement is obviously not recognized by students. They think it is unfair.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, and as his eyes flashed over William, a meaningful light shone in his blue eyes.

"I will personally guarantee that there is no student who is not old enough to deceive our fair referees and become the Warriors of Hogwarts."

The principal announced the dinner and sat down again.

But many people were unwilling to eat, but instead whispered to discuss the Triumph Championship.

Until the end of the dinner, the auditorium was still in chaos. The students stood up one after another, rushed to the two opposite doors, and entered the foyer.

According to past habits, on the first day of school, William needed to "report" to Dumbledore.

To put it bluntly, there are some things he is confused about, and the principal needs to answer questions or Dumbledore to investigate them personally.

But he did not go immediately. As the chief, he had to guide the freshman to the Ravenclaw lounge.

When he entered the school, he was still a job done by Robert.

Then, Robert took everyone at the door of the lounge and listened to his wife's "gasping" for half an hour.

Poor, Robert's favorite door knocker, and he fell into William's hands, and he is still played with every night.

The lounge in Ravenclaw is located on a high tower to the west of the castle.

Under the leadership of William and Qiu, Xinsheng turned in a dizzying circle and slowly walked up the stairs.

Finally, they came to the door knocker.

Since the door knocker ran to William's hand, Dumbledore changed to a spare door knocker, but could only make a cold mechanical sound.

Qiu knocked on the door and the hawk opened.

It asked:

What,

No mouth but crying.

It can fly without wings,

Toothless but thorny,

No voice but will whisper.”

William faced a group of little wizards and said softly: "We, Ravenclaw, have not set up a hidden public lounge entrance like other colleges.

Our communal lounge door door is only such a magical eagle-shaped bronze door knocker.

When you knock on the door, Eagle Ring will ask you questions and if you can answer correctly, you will be allowed to enter."

"Can anyone answer it?" Qiu looked at the little wizard with encouraging eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, the little girl named Ola Quirke raised her hand tremblingly and whispered: "Is it the wind?"

"Very good." William nodded, and as he finished speaking, the wooden door was opened directly.

Qiu continued to introduce the celebrities of the academy to these little wizards, as well as the personality traits of Ravenclaw's little eagle.

As an admission ceremony, it is necessary to use this method to strengthen a student's sense of identity with Ravenclaw.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind." William stood under the statue of Ravenclaw and shouted:

“What is the purpose of our college?”

“Create, spread and protect knowledge. Collaborate with others…do your best to challenge the limits of the world.

As the successor of Ravenclaw, let go and change the magic world and the future, don’t be afraid of making mistakes!”

William instilled a lot of chicken soup, and the group of little wizards were so excited.

Although these excitement can only be maintained for a few days, they will soon be hit by the evil teachers of various subjects.

Especially Professor Snape.

"Finally, everyone is welcome to be a member of Ravenclaw."

All the little wizards tried their best to applaud.

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