After the dinner, Dumbledore stood up again.

Without him speaking, the auditorium automatically calmed down. Excited and nervous emotions permeated the crowd.

As everyone knows, the highlight is coming. Dumbledore is about to announce the selection method of the Warriors.

The selection methods expected by academic masters are the same; the selection methods expected by academic masters are different.

The former hopes to compete for results; the latter... compete for fathers, contacts, fights, or looks... as long as it is not a test.

There are also some people who can't fight anything, such as Ron... hope to draw lots!

It's up to luck.

Wait... it's not a branch hat, right?

The students of Hogwarts all remembered the torn hat.

Dumbledore did not let everyone wait, and ordered: "Take the box over."

Felch immediately ran towards a cottage.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to arrange the Trio Championship," Dumbledore said loudly.

The twins sneered. Crouch and the others didn't know, but Ludo was betting on various football games and still owed a lot of debts.

This old liar.

Dumbledore continued: "They will form a referee team with me, Professor Kakarov and Mrs. Maxim, and judge the efforts of the Warriors."

Felch trotted over, he was a little excited and panting. His funny look made everyone laugh.

Dumbledore took the wooden box and placed it gently on the table in front of him.

“Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have already developed three interesting projects for the Warriors.

Before the game, no Warrior will know the game event!

And these programs, carried out at different times throughout the school year, will test the Warriors from many different aspects.

Test their magical abilities, courage, reasoning ability - of course, the ability to overcome danger!"

Hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, and everyone seemed to have stopped breathing.

"You already know that there will be three Warriors participating in the competition and selecting from three schools," Dumbledore said calmly.

“We will rating the quality of each person completing the project, and for fairness, remove a highest score and a lowest score.”

Kakarov curled his lips, as if he was dissatisfied with the regulations.

Yes, when Dumbledore proposed this provision, he strongly opposed it.

But strangely, the more he objected, the more everyone agreed.

Can you disagree? If you object so much, doesn’t it mean that you will give others low scores and your own students high scores?

Really lacking in quality!

Sitting in the chair, William couldn't help laughing at Kakarov.

This was what he proposed, guarding against Kakarov's shamelessness.

Rita's evaluation of him is not high. Maxim's evaluation is also very appropriate: bullying the weak and fearing the strong!

Such people who have no moral integrity should be more careful.

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and knocked three times on the lid of the wooden box.

The lid slowly squeaked open. He reached in and took out a roughly-carved wooden goblet.

The cup itself is not at all conspicuous, but there are blue and white flames pounding inside.

"The person responsible for selecting the Warriors is a fair selector, the Goblet of Fire."

Everyone stared at the cup curiously, feeling that it was ordinary.

What you don't know is that there are two dragons living inside, one of which is ruined... Venice.

They were bound in the Holy Grail by Merlin's magic and acted as an energy-supplying core.

They cannot escape, and their power is completely suppressed, almost as if they are one with the Holy Grail.

"Every classmate who wants to run for the Warriors must write his name and school on parchment and throw it into this goblet."

Dumbledore said.

"Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the goblet will select the names of students it believes best represents the three schools."

"Ah--" Dumbledore seemed to suddenly remember something. He smiled:

"To avoid students who are not old enough to withstand the temptation," Dumbledore said, "I want to draw an age line around it after the goblet is placed.

No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line.

I will make sure…no underage wizard can become a warrior!”

The students immediately started to make a fuss and discussed the selection methods loudly.

It seems that Goblet of Fire can pick out every school...the strongest wizard!!

Slytherin dining table, a group of Dermstrong students, whispered to each other and muttered.

"We are not in vain now. The students of Hogwarts are all fans of Krum... and they are still chasing stars, this group of trash!" A wizard named Polyako looked at Krum jealously.

"Yes, I just asked the stupid egg named Malfoy. Hogwarts changed to a professor of black magic defense every year." Another person said.

"Our school can negotiate with black magic. As long as we can choose... we will win, hehe."

"That's right, brothers, we have to work hard... to come to Hogwarts, and we must let them know how powerful we are!"

Slytherin dining table, several Dermstrong students whispered.

"Ha~ I saw a few Slytherin students praising Krum, and I thought that Hogwarts students were like this?"

Judy Crouch, not far away, sneered with his hands on his chest.

"Let's talk about the one who has won the most powerful one!"

Polyacco touched his scalp and asked, "Who can fight Hogwarts the best?!"

"Of course it's Stark, was it me?" Judy rolled her eyes.

“Age line!”

On the Gryffindor's dining table, Fred Weasley also had two eyes shining.

"That's easy to deal with. You should be deceived by the age enhancer, right? As long as your name enters that cup, you laugh happily - it can't tell who is seventeen years old or less than seventeen years old!"

Ron leaned over and asked anxiously, "Is it really feasible? Which of you two will give it a try tomorrow."

He wants to be a Warrior and he is about to go crazy.

That girl named Furong is so beautiful. As long as he can become a warrior and win the championship, he will confess his love!

George patted Ron on the shoulder and said seriously: "Since you are so anxious, you will test whether the age enhancer will work tomorrow!"

"No...I don't..." Ron immediately shrank his head in fear.

No, Dumbledore said that those with age lines are in danger?

"Little brother, you can't refuse." Fred said with a smile.

"As agreed, you are our contracted pharmacist, otherwise you can repay those galons by yourself, right?"

“…”

The students all stood up and walked towards the lounge.

William left with a group of girls, and the others watched were envious and jealous.

"Furong, are you going back to the carriage?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, Mrs. Maxim requires all students to go back." Furong glanced at the host desk and said with regret: "I still want to go to your dormitory to see it."

Gabriel also approached Anne's ear and asked... whether she could get into Gryffindor's female dormitory.

She wanted to sleep with Anne in the Gryffindor girls' dormitory.

Annie's eyes turned and she lowered her voice, "I'm afraid it won't work tonight. I'll ask Hermione where she put the invisible cloak.

I'll steal it tomorrow, and you come over in it."

Gabri glanced at her sister and nodded vigorously.

William is chatting with Terenie.

"Although Kakarov dared not attack you at Hogwarts," William explained. "But be careful."

"It's okay, I really have to start, I don't know who will suffer." Terenie smiled fearlessly.

William sighed in his heart and found that Professor Babuling said that was right, Terenie was indeed suitable to go to the United States to help her.

Several people separated at the intersection, Anne followed William and Hermione, and refused to leave. In the end, she was driven away by Hermione.

In the end, only him and her were left.
To be continued...