Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

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Dumbledore took Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim towards the direction of the teaching staff. As soon as the Beauxbatons saw their headmaster appear, they hurriedly stood up prudently. It could be seen that the school's The rules seem a bit too much.

They didn't sit down again until Lady Maxime sat down to Dumbledore's left.

Dumbledore remained standing, waiting for the noisy auditorium to quiet down.

"Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, ghosts, and - especially - the distinguished guests." Dumbledore said with a smile: "It is with great joy that I welcome you to Hogwarts. , I hope and trust that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

A girl from Beauxbatons suddenly sneered. It was the girl who sneered at Jemini before. She was still wrapped in a headscarf, like some strange cultist.

One after another, they looked at the girl with hostile eyes. The girl's face stiffened, and she lowered her eyes reluctantly.

Of course Dumbledore didn't care about a little girl's sarcastic laughter, he still had a gentle smile on his face, and continued: "The competition will officially start at the end of the banquet, I now invite everyone to eat and drink to their heart's content, just It's like being at home!"

As usual at a banquet, the plates on the long table were suddenly filled with food. It could be seen that tonight's dinner was much richer and more delicate than before. The elves in the kitchen seemed to be down some effort.

"Why is there no celery in the french fish soup?" It was the same Beauxbatons girl from before. She had taken off her turban, revealing long silver hair like a waterfall, and her blue eyes looked very clear.

It was Fleur Delacour.

There is no princess life, but she has the princess disease. This sentence is not an exaggeration to describe her.

Even in terms of appearance alone, it is not as stunning as beauty, at least in Jemini's view, it is not more beautiful than Shirley, at most one level, the reason why it is charming is only because of the Veela blood.

"This French food is not authentic at all." She commented very rudely.

"Because some people here don't like celery." Beside Jemini, Adria turned around and looked at her lightly, she was already angry.

It seemed that the girls at Hogwarts didn't intend to get used to the princess patient.

Furong turned around and glanced at Adria in surprise: "None of you like to eat?"

"There's only one, but that's enough," Adria said.

Jemini doesn't like to eat celery and hates it deeply, and the elves of Hogwarts, who are all fans of Jemini, naturally can't cook something he doesn't like.

Except for Rum, no elf dared to put something he didn't like in Jemini's dishes, and he would be beaten to death by other elf.

The girl looked at Jemini in surprise. Seeing Jemini's previous style, she probably understood what Adria meant, and then she set her eyes on the table in front of Jemini.

There are hills of oysters, large bowls of caviar, and expensive-looking truffles, a whole roasted leg of lamb, and a plate of fried foie gras that will be replenished immediately after being eaten, Jay. Mini also had a glass of red wine in his hand.

After being stunned for a moment, she turned to look in front of her again.

Fish Soup, Vegetable Salad, Baked Apple, Cheese, Baked Snail, Red Wine Chicken…

Although it is also very good, but it seems that there is such a difference in the grades?

"Why are our dishes different?" She lowered her voice and asked the Ravenclaw girl beside her.

"Of course it's different." The Ravenclaw girl nodded: "Fox's elf is responsible for everything he eats, seems to be called Rum?"

"And there is a special elf to serve him?" Furong's face was incredible.

"It's his own." The girl shrugged.

The door of the auditorium opened, and two figures walked in. It was Ludo Bagman from the Department of Magical Sports and Charlotte, the new director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

Charlotte, wearing a plain white robe, waved to Jemini with a sweet smile, then walked to the faculty bench and took a seat beside Ms. Maxime, while Ludo Bagman sat in Kakalo husband on the right.

The banquet did not last too long, as usual, it was over in more than an hour, and when the golden plates were cleaned up, Dumbledore stood up again.

"The moment has finally come." Dumbledore said with a smile: "The Triwizard Tournament is about to start, I want to explain a few words first, and then bring the box in—"

"I'm going to explain our program of activities this school year, but first allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them."

"This is Lady Charlotte Gray, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic, also a member of Wizengamore—"

Immediately, there was a warm applause in the auditorium, and the students applauded enthusiastically, firstly because Charlotte's appearance was so beautiful, and secondly because of Charlotte's identity.

The eldest daughter of the Grays, Jemini's confidante, is in charge of the Grays' wealth and holds a high position, holding two key positions at the Ministry of Magic.

Beauty coexists with wisdom, ability and wrist.

Most importantly, she's also one of Jemini's closest people.

Don't say anything, just lick her!

On the faculty bench, Charlotte stood up with a gentle smile on her face and nodded slightly to the surroundings.

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sport at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause for Bagman is less than that for Charlotte, who is also more famous.

The former England Quidditch national team batsman is still alive and well, proving that he still has a certain ability.

Bagman laughed and waved happily to thank him.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Balmain and Ms. Gray have worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament—"

Jemini smiled. It should be Crouch who was working hard, and Charlotte was just enjoying it, but of course he couldn't say it, and Dumbledore was very good at talking.

"They will form a jury, together with me, Professor Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim, to judge the efforts of the warriors."

There was a murmur below, the students don't care about the referee, they care about the 'warriors'.

"Mr. Filch, please bring the box up."

Dumbledore's voice sounded again, Filch held a large wooden box inlaid with jewels, and walked towards Dumbledore. Only then did Jemini notice that he was wearing a shabby-looking dress that seemed to be a haircut. Moldy tuxedo.

The students' eyes were focused on the luxurious box, and some shorter students simply stood up and stared with their necks stretched.

"The specifics of the Warriors' game this year have been carefully scrutinized by Ms. Gray and Mr. Bagman."

Dumbledore said: "They also made many necessary arrangements for each project. There are three projects in total, which are carried out at different times throughout the school year, and they will test the warriors in different ways...testing their magic. Talent - guts and reasoning - and, of course, their ability to overcome danger."

As his last words fell, the auditorium fell silent.

"As you already know, there will be three Warriors in the competition, each representing a participating school. We will grade them based on the quality of their completion of each event, and at the end of the three events, the Warrior with the highest score will win the three The Goblet of Strength, and a fair picker is in charge of picking the Warriors, and it's the Goblet of Fire."

With that said, Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.

The box opened to reveal a large, rough-looking wooden goblet.

In the Goblet of Fire, blue flames were burning.

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