Harry Potter Blood Hunter

"Browder, can you please show us around Hogwarts after dinner? We are very interested in this thousand-year-old castle!"

In an awkward atmosphere, Fleur asked Browder out loud.

This is an obvious behavior of changing the subject. Fleur immediately got Al's gratitude.

But Fleur was not for her, but for Beauxbatons, and for herself. If it continues, Al will definitely be ashamed. In order to ask Browder not to reveal this big or small mistake, it is possible to do anything.

And no matter what she did, she was embarrassing Beauxbatons.

Furong still wants to become Beauxbaton's warrior! Naturally I don't want this to happen. But whether Beauxbaton's face can be saved now depends on Browder.

If he wants to keep pursuing it, there will be no end!

Fortunately, Browder is not such an unforgiving person.

Browder glanced at Qiu beside him, and Qiu, who was still hugging Gabriel, replied tacitly, "Okay! After dinner and everything is over, Browder and I will show you around Hoag Watts! But no one can understand all the secrets in Hogwarts, and you need to discover more secrets by yourself."

The others in Beauxbatons were not stupid either. After thanking Braud and Qiu for their friendship, they took the opportunity to talk to others, trying to completely cover up what happened just now. For a moment, Ravenclaw's voice overwhelmed the voices of other tables.

Al, on the other hand, buried his face in the plate. But she still didn't dare to leave here directly. She could only lower her head and pray that Mr. Lestrange would stop paying attention to her, while secretly thanking her classmates for their help.

The little wizards of nearby Ravenclaw were also winking, helping to change the topic together.

"Browder, look at the teacher's seat..." Marcos said directly to Browder, "When did Director Crouch and Director Bagman arrive? I didn't see them."

Old Barty Crouch and Bagman appeared on the two empty seats on the other side of Dumbledore at some point.

"Just when you were concentrating on dealing with that French snail dish just now!" Browder ate a large piece of meat in one bite, "Is it still in line with your taste?"

"Delicious is delicious, but I'm not used to it!" Marcos picked up a piece of roasted chicken leg, and tore off a large piece of meat, "Whoa, this is more in line with my taste!"

Browder gave Marcos a thumbs up.

And Browder's plate was also empty at this time... the next second it was filled with rich dishes.

Gangan must be helping in the kitchen now, the house elves at Hogwarts wouldn't be able to serve Browder food so quickly, and it was all his favorite food.

This round of dinner is a real feast for both guests and hosts.

When everyone had put down their knives and forks and the gold plates had been cleared, Dumbledore stood up again, and a pleasant tension filled the hall.

It's finally time to announce more rules for the Triwizard Tournament!

Every little wizard who thinks that he has the opportunity to be a warrior is trembling with excitement... Even if he doesn't think he can make it, he is still very excited when he thinks about what will happen next.

The most obvious ones are Fred and George. They leaned forward, staring intently at Dumbledore.

"The moment has finally come," Dumbledore said with a smile, facing the crowd upturned. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. Before we bring in the treasure chest, let me say a few words."

take what? Many people did not hear clearly.

Dumbledore first introduced old Barty Crouch and Bagman, saying that they were responsible for all matters of the Triwizard Tournament.

Compared with the old Barty with a straight face, Bagman received much more applause.

Maybe it's his reputation as a Seeker, or maybe he's just more likable.

Facing so much applause, he waved happily to express his gratitude... even though in the applause, the twins were yelling for Bagman to pay back the money.

"Over the past few months,

In preparation for the Triwizard Tournament, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch worked day and night. Dumbledore continued, "They will form a panel of judges together with me, Professor Karkaroff and Madam Maxim to judge the effort of the contestants.

When the players were mentioned, the students raised their ears even more.

Maybe Dumbledore noticed the sudden silence of everyone and said with a smile, "Now, Mr. Filch, please bring the treasure chest!"

No one noticed how long Filch had been in the corner of the hall. Hearing Dumbledore's words, he immediately ran over.

In his arms he held a large old jeweled box.

Seeing him walking towards Dumbledore, the students talked excitedly.

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have already checked the mission statement that this year's players will face," while Dumbledore was speaking, Filch had carefully placed the box on the table in front of him, "They The necessary preparations have been made for each challenge. The three challenges will run throughout the school year, and they will test the players in different ways, testing their magical talents, courage, reasoning ability, and of course the ability to deal with danger."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall was silent, so quiet that no one seemed to be breathing.

"As you know, there will be three contestants." Dumbledore continued calmly, "One from each participating school. We will give each contestant a score for their performance in each competition task. After the three competition tasks are completed, Whoever has the highest total score wins. Competitors will be chosen by an impartial selector—the Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped the chest three times.

The lid of the box creaked slowly open.

Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a huge, roughly hewn wooden cup.

If it weren't for the blue and white flames dancing around the edge of the wooden cup, it would be really inconspicuous in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in Browder's eyes, the magic aura emanating from this cup is at least a high-level magic item, at the same level as Moody's magic eye... It's just a pity that it has no fighting ability.

Huh? Browder, who was looking at the Goblet of Fire, seemed to have discovered something in his silver eyes, and showed an interested smile.

Dumbledore had covered the chest by this time, and carefully placed the Goblet of Fire on top of it so that everyone could see it clearly.

"All those who have been recommended by the professor and intend to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament to become warriors must write their names and schools neatly on the parchment, and then throw the parchment into the Goblet of Fire," Dumbledore pointed to the flames The Goblet said, "Those who are interested, please put their names in the cup within 24 hours. Tomorrow night, that is, on the eve of Halloween, the Goblet of Fire will give the name of the player it has selected to be the most qualified to represent their school. Tonight the Goblet of Fire will be on the The entrance hall, anyone who wants to sign up can go in."

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore's expression became more serious, "Finally, I would like to remind everyone that this contest is not just for random participation, once selected by the burning goblet, he or she must Carry out the game to the end. Because after putting your name into the Goblet of Fire, you will naturally form a binding magic contract. Once you become a player, you cannot change your mind. Therefore, before throwing your name into the Goblet of Fire, you must consider Find out if you're really ready to fight with all your heart."

Looking around at the stunned crowd, Dumbledore's expression relaxed again, "Okay, I think it's time for everyone to rest, let's see you at this time tomorrow!"

As the fifth-year prefect, after hearing what Dumbledore said, Browder naturally stood up, called all the first-year freshmen, and led them out of the auditorium first.

The same goes for the other three academies, who stood up and walked out with the freshmen one after another.

With them taking the lead, the young wizards of other grades also started to move, Beauxbaton and Durmstrang were the same.

It's just that Browder heard from Eddie later that after he left, there was a riot on Durmstrang's side, probably because Durmstrang's students blocked the door, which made Kakalo Hugh had a fight with Moody... Uh, maybe Moody scolded Karkaroff unilaterally, but Karkaroff didn't dare to reply.

Browder knew this well. After all, Karkaroff was captured by Moody.

But what Karkaroff didn't know was that behind this purpose was Barty Crouch Jr. who was betrayed by him!

It's really interesting!

After packing up his things, Browder walked out of the Ravenclaw common room and met Qiu on the first floor... They agreed to take Beauxbaton's students to visit Hogwarts.

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang do not live inside Hogwarts, but in their carriages and ships. They must have used the traceless stretching spell to expand the space, so they should still be able to live there.

Perhaps this special experience, there will be little wizards in Hogwarts who want to change it.

But on the first floor, Browder found that there were only four of Beauxbaton's people left here, all of them were Fleur and her girlfriends. That Al wasn't there.

Oh, and Gabriel isn't in school yet, so that doesn't count.

But even if there were fewer people, Browder and Qiu still did not change the route they had arranged for the places they should visit. It was an eye-opener for them... Beauxbaton School doesn't have so many traps for its own students. .

It's just that their visit was interrupted halfway.

It was when passing the classroom of the Dueling Club that another third-year Ravenclaw came to Browder, saying that the people from Durmstrang had come to make trouble here, and the vice president Malfoy was dealing with them. Draco...

Browder thought for a while, then turned back and said to Furong and the others, "It's just right, let's change the tour route and go to the largest club in Hogwarts—the Dueling Club!"