Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

  Chapter 211 Warriors are elected

  Dumbledore also looked a little nervous, and Maxim and Karkaroff beside him were in the same state.

  After all, Dumbledore has never participated in the Triwizard Tournament, let alone held it at the age of more than 100 years.

  Ludo Bagman has a smile on his face, while Charlotte is holding his chin, looking expectantly at Jemini.

"Well, the goblet is about to make a decision." Dumbledore said: "I guess it will take another minute or so. Listen, after the names of the warriors are announced, I hope they will come to the front of the auditorium. Walk along the staff desk and enter the room next door—"

  Dumbledore's voice fell, and he pointed his finger at the door behind the teacher's desk.

  "They will get preliminary guidance there."

  Dumbledore took out his wand when he finished speaking, and waved it widely. In an instant, all the candles except those in the jack-o'-lantern went out.

  The auditorium fell into a half-bright and half-dark state. At the same time, the goblet of fire released a dazzling light, illuminating the entire auditorium.

  The blue and white flames that shoot at Mars are dazzling, but everyone can't help but widen their eyes.

  Suddenly, the flame in the goblet turned red, and crackling sparks shot out. Then, a tongue of flame rushed into the air, and a piece of scorched parchment flew out of it.

  The people in the auditorium subconsciously held their breath.

  Dumbledore grabbed the parchment, held it high, looked at the parchment, and his voice was clear and loud: "Darmstrand's warrior, it's Victor... Krum!"

  Applause swept the entire auditorium. At the long table of Gryffindor, Krum stood up and walked listlessly in Dumbledore's direction.

   "Awesome, Victor!" Karkaroff roared like Hong Zhong: "I knew you were destined to be a warrior."

   Embarrassingly, Krum did not pay attention to him.

  As the applause and conversation gradually subsided, people's attention returned to the goblet.

   "Who will the Warriors of Boothbatten be?" Adria looked curious.

   "The silver-haired girl is the one named Furong." Jemini laughed lightly.

   "No way?" Adria's eyelids collapsed: "The princess who is so proud that she is sick?"

   "Generally speaking, all proud people have proud capital." Jemini said lightly.

   There was no accident at all. As the flame in the goblet of fire turned red again, a note flew out and was caught by Dumbledore.

   "Warrior of Boothbarton-Fleur Delacour!"

   Applause sounded again, and Jemini shook his head.

Unlike in the original book, whether it is Boothbatten or Durmstrang, some of the students who came to Hogwarts this time were under the age of seventeen, all of whom were specially approved by the professors of their respective schools to participate in the selection. , I think it’s better, but Goblet of Fire still didn’t choose them.

  At Ravenclaw's long table, Furong flicked her silver hair, stood up gracefully and lightly, and walked in the direction of the faculty seat.

  Busbarton’s students looked disappointed, and two girls were still crying.

   "It's pitiful, I came here all the way." Shirley said softly, holding her chin.

  "Why not ask them to be a guest at home, let them stay here for a while?" Jemini asked absently, looking at the two crying girls.

   Shirley's cold eyes fell on Jemini's face.

   "I was kidding..." Jemini shrugged.

  When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium became quiet again, and the silence was filled with intense excitement that could be tasted.

  Some students quietly looked at Gemini, and then quickly moved away. Some students who cast their names in the Goblet of Fire put their hands together and prayed silently that they would really get lucky and be selected by the Goblet of Fire.

  Finally, the flame turned red again, sparks splashed, and the flames rushed high into the air. Dumbledore quickly reached out and grabbed the chapter three parchment.

   "Warrior of Hogwarts--" Dumbledore said loudly, "Jemini Fox!"

The deafening cheers almost overturned the entire auditorium. The Slytherin students stepped on the benches and threw their pointed hats high. At the long Gryffindor table, Hermione was screaming loudly, on the faculty bench. , Charlotte stood up and applauded, even Snape quickly slapped his hands, although his face was still expressionless.

  Everyone is excited!

  In contrast, the faces of Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim are not very good.

Jemini stood up and nodded to the surroundings. With a flick of his black cloak, he strode towards the faculty's seat, his eyes confident and calm, as if he was a king reviewing soldiers. After shaking hands with Dumbledore, Walked into the room behind the staff seat.

  As soon as Jemini walked into the room, he heard loud cheers again. The people in the portraits on the walls of the room applauded and cheered, looking curiously at this Hogwarts warrior, who was obviously several years younger than the other two.

  Krum and Fleur were both around the fire and turned to look at Gemini.

  "Are you a warrior at Hogwarts?" Fleur looked at Gemini suspiciously.

  Obviously, she didn’t believe the rumors about Gemini.

"What's the problem?" Jemini sat down by the fire, and raised Erlang's legs leisurely. Then he snapped his fingers, and there appeared a lot of melon and fruit snacks on the low table beside him, and there was a good wine. goblet.

   "It is rumored that you killed 300 Death Eaters, you British can really exaggerate, right?" Furong smiled and said, that smile looked extremely proud.

  Jemini snorted and leaned back on the sofa.

  He took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, took out a cigarette and held it on his mouth, took out a box of matches, and held the box with one hand. The match struck the cigarette box and lit it with a snort.

Leaning his head slightly, he lit the cigarette in his mouth. Gemini slammed the match out and threw it into the fire. Then he threw the matchbox on the low table, holding the cigarette between his fingers and inhaling deeply. After taking a mouthful, he spit out a puff of white smoke intoxicated and lazy.

  The fingers holding the cigarette looked slender and sexy, and he casually lifted it towards Furong.

   "The frog at the bottom of the well is extremely ridiculous."

  Furong: "!!!"

  You are posing poss and lighting a cigarette, so you are just to scold me? An annoyed expression suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.

   Before she could say anything, the door to the room opened again.

   Harry walked into the room blankly.

   "What?" Furong turned her head: "Do they want us to go back to the auditorium?"

Harry looked at a loss, but before he was at a loss, there was another hectic footstep behind him. Ludo Bagman walked into the room. He grabbed Harry by the arm and pulled him hard. Go forward.

   "It's weird!" He squeezed Harry's arm vigorously and looked at the three Jemini with excitement: "It's absolutely weird! Two gentlemen...madam..."

   "Harry was selected by the Goblet of Fire?" Jemini asked with a chuckle.

   Bagman suddenly choked on the spot.

"It's nothing weird. It can only be said that someone threw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire and cast a powerful confusing spell on that thing. Harry couldn't do it. I guess it was an adult wizard. The problem is. Among you people."

  Jemini put his chin on both hands, looked at the large group of people walking in from outside, and said lightly.

  Dumbledore: "..."

  Very good, clear and logical, they don’t need to discuss anything anymore.

  　Today is the second more 嘤嘤嗝~

  (End of this chapter)