Reborn Harry Potter

The next day is Saturday, and generally speaking, students go to breakfast very late.

Especially now that the UK weather is starting to get cold.

However, today is an exception.

When Astoria dragged Harry down the stairs like a tortured goblin, there were already a large group of people around in the auditorium, some of them were still eating bread, and they were all carefully looking at the Goblet of Fire .

The cup was in the middle of the hall, on the same stool that the Sorting Hat had been placed on.

Two thin gold lines were drawn around the floor, enclosing the cup in the middle.

One is used to detect age, and the other is used to detect magic power.

As long as any one of the conditions can be met, you can apply.

Most of the people around were under the age of 17, and they looked at the Goblet of Fire eagerly and worriedly.

Ron Weasley pushed his way to the edge of the circle and asked the others: "Has anyone already put a name in?"

Someone said: "Yes, all the students in Durmstrang have just finished voting, and no one has signed up for Hogwarts yet."

Ron clenched his fists, looked at the Goblet of Fire close at hand, and thought: If I can participate in the Goblet of Fire, if I win the Triwizard Cup, in that glorious scene, dazzling, Fleur Delacour will definitely love on my...

Ron's heart was surging, and the huge temptation made him couldn't help but get closer to it.

"Hahahaha..." Several people walked over laughing, and Ron was woken up. Fred, George and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs, all three of them seemed extremely excited.

Fred proudly said to others: "We have just taken age-aging drugs, we don't need too much, as long as we are a few months older, we will be 17 years old."

These words attracted envious eyes.

George couldn't bear the excitement in his patience: "Are you ready? Let's go in together."

He felt that the more people entered at one time, the greater the possibility of error.

All three of them took out a piece of parchment from their pockets, with their names written on it.They went straight to the edge of the age line and stood there, swaying on tiptoes, like skydivers preparing to jump from a height of 3000 meters.

Then, with every eye in the hall watching, they took a deep breath and crossed the line.

"Oye, it worked."

George turned around and saw the golden thread behind him and cheered.

Ron gasped excitedly, "I want to drink the aging potion too" was about to blurt out.

Changes emerged.

The golden lightning suddenly appeared on the three of them, crackling and crackling, and they rolled their eyes with electricity.

Then, "Bang".

As if kicked by an elephant, he flew out of the circle and fell on the cold floor.

"Hey, my elbow."

"Hey, my lumbar disc."

"Hey, my Pollenquel."

In addition to physical pain, there are other places of humiliation.

"Giggle..." There was a burst of clear and pleasant laughter.

Astoria smiled and narrowed his eyes into a line: "Brother, look, the three of them have suddenly become old men with white beards."

Everyone in the hall roared with laughter.

George, Fred, and Jordan looked at each other, didn't they? They all had the same long white beards on their chins, almost catching up with Dumbledore's.

The three of them couldn't help laughing awkwardly.

"Dengdengdeng."

Professor McGonagall was coming out of the Great Hall.

Seeing the appearance of the three of them, she seemed to want to laugh, but she straightened her face and said, "I've advised you all a long time ago not to make up your mind."

"The white beard created by your spell can never be cut off, and it will disappear automatically after two days." Professor McGonagall said.

The three wailed in their hearts, and at the same time made up their minds that they would hide in the Gryffindor dormitory for the past two days and never come out again.

Astoria said beside Harry: "Brother, don't you participate in this competition, I think it's very fun."

Harry shook his head.

Astoria was a little disappointed.

Seeing so many people scrambling to get involved, she was eager to show off her brother.

In the morning, the decoration of the auditorium changed again.

Because it was Halloween, a horde of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of little pumpkin figures hopped around every corner.

Harry raised his head, staring blankly at the live bats flying around.

Hermione asked in wonder, "Harry, what are you looking at?"

"I'm worried that someone will eat these bats," Harry said.

Hermione said: "No one would do such a thing, not even a mud monster would eat a bat."

……

The Goblet of Fire has touched everyone's heart, and everyone is talking about those Hogwarts students over the age of seventeen who may participate in the Tournament.

Dean was talking to others: "Have you heard that, the sloth-looking Warrington in Slytherin woke up early in the morning and put his name in. Does he think the game is about who? Is it big?"

Seamus said disgustedly: "I don't want people from Slytherin to represent our school."

"Who says it's not? Any one of the other three colleges is fine."

Ron said contemptuously: "The Hufflepuff classmates are talking about Digory, and they pin their hopes on him. Have they all forgotten the scandal that Digory had?"

Just as he was talking, cheers came from the hall outside the auditorium.

Everyone turned around in their seats, wanting to see who had the courage to sign up again.

Angelina Johnson, the Chaser of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, walked into the auditorium and grinned a little embarrassedly at the sight of so many people.

She was a tall, dark girl, and as soon as she sat back in her seat, she said, "Didn't think I could do it! I put my name in!"

Her classmate said in surprise: "Are you kidding me? Aren't we only in the sixth grade? How did you do it?"

Angelina Johnson said: "I just had my 17th birthday last week."

"Then you are really lucky." Her friend said enviously.

Someone laughed and said, "Then George, Fred, and Jordan are really unlucky. If they know that Angelina has succeeded, they will cry and have red eyes."

"haha, yes."

George and the others, who were hiding in the Gryffindor dormitory, learned from the people who came back that their classmate Angelina had successfully signed up.

"My God! Why didn't our mother give birth to us a year earlier..."

……

Hermione saw that Angelina was the first to sign up for Gryffindor, and she was very happy: "What about those boys at this time? Why are they all acting like turtles. It's better for Angelina to get No.1, and for us girls Glory, hum."

Harry: "..."

Hermione suddenly looked at the front door: "No, that ordinary woman is here."

The Beauxbatons were coming in through the front door from the grounds, and among them was the silver-haired Fleur.

Those around the Goblet of Fire stepped back to let them pass, watching them eagerly.

Madame Maxime followed her pupils into the hall and ordered them to line up.

One by one, the Beauxbatons students crossed the age line, throwing their strips of parchment into the blue-and-white flames.

As each note was thrown into the fire, the flames quickly turned red and sparkled.

……