As soon as Amy returned to her seat in the auditorium, Joey asked her in a low voice: "Professor Snape didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Amy shook her head.

Immediately afterwards, all the remaining food on the table disappeared, and the plates became as clean as new.

Dumbledore stood up, making the students in the auditorium excited and excited, all waiting for the next program.

"The moment has finally come!" Dumbledore smiled at the children who looked up in anticipation: "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch are already busy with it. It will certainly be very hard for several months! Together with me, Professor Karkaroff, and Mrs. Maxim, they will serve as referees and make the fairest judgment on the warriors who are about to compete!"

The applause that was originally sparse immediately fell silent after hearing the word "warrior."

Dumbledore seemed to be able to guess everyone's thoughts and know why they were excited. I saw him showing his usual kind and kind smile, and said to a corner of the auditorium: "Mr. Filch, please bring up the box!"

It seemed that no one had noticed before, that Filch had been standing in the corner of the auditorium, holding a large and exquisite wooden box in his hand, inlaid with dazzling jewelry. After hearing Dumbledore's call, he held his head high and walked towards Dumbledore holding the wooden box with some pride.

The box was placed on the table in front of Dumbledore, and Dumbledore continued: "I think you already know that the 'Triwizard Tournament' is to select a warrior from each of the three schools to participate. . They will encounter various tests during the game. Their magical talents, their courage and reasoning ability... Of course, the most important thing is their ability to defeat danger. And the person responsible for selecting the warriors is an absolutely impartial person. The Chosen One, it’s the Goblet of Fire!”

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he pulled out a wand with many branches, which was very rough but straight, and knocked on the lid of the wooden box three times, and the lid opened with a sound. Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large wooden goblet.

The cup itself is not very eye-catching, and the carving is rough, but there is a blue-white flame burning inside the cup. The principle is unknown, but it should not be extinguished using ordinary methods.

While the people in the auditorium were whispering and even marveling at this, Dumbledore closed the box and placed the wooden goblet with fire on the lid.

Dumbledore glanced at the group of eager children and said loudly: "Every student who wants to participate needs to write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet! Aspiring students Those who become warriors can sign up within twenty-four hours. Tomorrow night, after the Halloween dinner, the Goblet of Fire will select the best warriors from each school!"

Amidst the excited murmurs, Dumbledore added: "In order to prevent students who are underage from being tempted, I will draw an age boundary around the Goblet of Fire. No one under the age of seventeen can cross it. !”

As expected, Fred was already rubbing his hands and eager to try: "Age limit? You will definitely be fooled by age-enhancing drugs, right? As long as your name is thrown into the cup, just smile happily! I don't think so A cup can tell who is over seventeen and who is under seventeen!”

Hermione was as sensible as ever: "But I think it's better for people under the age of seventeen not to participate! We haven't learned enough..."

"That's what you think!" George seemed a little impatient. Then she turned around, wanting to see Amy's reaction... and found that she was listening carefully to Dumbledore's words. After accidentally meeting his eyes, she quickly turned her back and never turned back. Pass.

"What happened to her?" George couldn't help but worry.

Fred also saw something was wrong, and had a bad feeling in his heart: "She won't...won't want to deal with us anymore, right?"

Ginny asked out of curiosity: "Did you do anything to Amy?"

Fred pointed at George: "George confessed his love to her unintentionally!"

The corners of Ginny's mouth immediately twitched: "How did Joey warn those who want to pursue Amy? You...forget it, I'm sorry and by the way!" She said that it was better for her to give up on these two brothers, they were completely disobedient.

The dinner party was really over. Fleur walked behind Amy again and said in her nice voice: "I really hope you can attend too! Age is no longer a problem for you, right?"

Amy turned to look at her, then stood up and showed a wry smile: "I can't participate! Even if students under the age of seventeen can participate, I won't put my name in!"

Furong was a little surprised and asked: "Why?"

Amy smiled helplessly: "You have seen that this is a competition between three schools, and the one to be selected must be the one with the strongest practical ability among each school. Although the Goblet of Fire does not have the ability to distinguish age , but it is still possible to identify the strength of each person who throws parchment inside, right? Therefore, Hogwarts will select the one with the strongest practical ability. Even if I put my name in, I will be selected. It’s definitely not me who won!”

Fleur's brows furrowed again: "You... aren't you the one with the strongest practical ability among the students at Hogwarts?"

Anyone can see her doubts, and it is not even difficult to understand her doubts.

It was not once or twice that Amy had to fight with others in public. She had never seen such a fight, and it almost didn't exist in Hogwarts. Just as she was welcoming the Beauxbatons students off the carriage, Amy threw several of them into the water... She even successfully attacked Krum just now...

Isn’t this the strongest thing about Hogwarts? So how strong should the Hogwarts warriors be? Are you giving other schools a chance to win?

Fred and George suddenly jumped in front of Amy, making her tremble all over.

Fred smiled and said, "Maybe that cup will have a random name?"

George also smiled and said: "So we are willing to believe in luck!"

Amy subconsciously hid back, her eyes also avoiding, then she lowered her head and walked around from behind Fleur, deliberately keeping a distance from them, and finally ran out of the auditorium quickly.

Joey was confused: "What on earth did you do to her?"

This time, George looked unwilling and said, "Fred said... I accidentally confessed to Amy. But I feel..."

"Stop it!" Joey, like Ginny, said to them with a face full of sympathy: "Sorry, by the way! You have no chance!" Then he got up and chased Amy.

Luna still showed her calm and gentle smile, and said in an ethereal voice: "Some things will always be lost unconsciously. But those things that should belong to you will come back sooner or later. Even if it is... In a way that even you will find surprising!" After saying that, he jumped away like a little rabbit.

Fleur looked at Fred and George and seemed a little interested in provoking them, but Madame Maxime was already urging her, so she had to give up for now.

George looked at Fred even more helplessly and asked, "What should I do?"

Fred frowned, looked at the still burning goblet, and said, "You can probably attract her a little more by being in the limelight!"

So, it's decided.

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