When the three returned to Litang, Dumbledore finally announced that dinner was ready. Kayson picked up the knife and fork and subconsciously wanted to use the whirlwind mouth. Then he remembered that there seemed to be foreign guests...
Qian Qian: Give them a little face and eat slowly.
A meal can be said to be fast or slow. After all, no one here drinks to brag about their relationship, it is just to fill their stomachs.
Soon Dumbledore looked around the entire Great Hall, and after making sure that the last person had closed his mouth, he clapped his hands, and the magic swept away all the leftovers on the table. Then he looked at Kayson and two Ministry of Magic officials.
Kayson blinked and said something... He and Dumbledore really don't have a tacit understanding, but it seems that the other two have a little tacit understanding with him, Ludo Bagman walked out of the Great Hall, and then used Levitation Charm to carefully push Goblet of Fire through a small door from the corridor and let it get in.
Kayson touched his chin. Now he knew how Goblet of Fire was broken into pieces like that.
And Dumbledore also stood up and walked behind his cute owl podium.
"Many people ask me..."
"In fact, no one seems to be asking you..." Kayson complained secretly in his heart. After all, this kind of self-questioning and self-answering language seems to be like a bullshit [advertising space for rent] will pop up in the next second.
"How should Triwizard Tournament select Champion." Dumbledore continued.
"That's it, Goblet of Fire, a precision alchemy instrument. He will select for us Champion who is worthy of the name Champion. You just need to throw in the paper with your name and school name on it."
At this time, a Hogwarts little wizard raised his hand. "Professor Dumbledore? Just throw it in?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Not now." After saying that, he raised his wand and clicked it casually, and the next moment Goblet of Fire suddenly burned with azure blue flames.
"But now, you can throw your names in."
After Dumbledore finished speaking, he saw Gryffindor two red-haired idea kings on the long table eager to try. He immediately added, "By the way, Triwizard Tournament's limit is seventeen years old. Young wizards under seventeen years old are not allowed to accept this. For this reason, I will set up a magic."
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, one step faster than magic was Weasley Twins. They stepped on the long table and ran quickly towards Goblet of Fire. When they got up, one person also started the alchemy device on his body, and two things like turbine engines suddenly appeared on his shoulders. In an instant, he came to Goblet of Fire.
The two players had a perfect tacit understanding and dunked the two paper balls into Goblet of Fire simultaneously.
Witnessing the whole process and thinking that the twins might not be selected by Goblet of Fire and deliberately slowing down, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and shrugged at Professor McGonagall.
The latter showed his true colors as a lion. She took a deep breath and felt that she still couldn't be rude in front of outsiders. Then, without using the wand, she hooked her fingers and the twins were inevitably captured by a huge magic power and appeared in front of Professor McGonagall.
"Hey, I need a proper explanation."
As Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Dumbledore's age restriction magic was also cast. An aperture threatened Goblet of Fire, which emitted a magic wave. Not only can it block people who are underage, it can even find paper balls thrown by people who are underage, preventing some people from treating Goblet of Fire as a basketball hoop and limiting magic as a three-way line.
"That's it, everyone, let's end it." Dumbledore smiled, obviously Gemini performed a program for him that he liked very much.
Kayson naturally left his seat after hearing Dumbledore say that he could run away. Of course, he didn't go back to the office. He decided to go to the kitchen to prepare some food first. After all, there were outsiders watching, so he couldn't let go of what he was eating.
After returning to the office with a full paper bag, he saw a person sitting on the sofa waiting early.
"Oh, Cedric, are you full? Do you want some more?" Kayson greeted.
Cedric stood up quickly. "No, I'm full... Forget it, let's have some more." He said naturally picking up a pumpkin pie and taking a bite.
"Uh-huh, what's the matter?" Kayson tore open the paper bag directly, making it easier for Cedric to take the food. Then he sat on the sofa, and two healthy little juices automatically flew in front of the person.
"Professor, what do you think of me?" Cedric asked.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Kayson asked.
"Professor, I want to be Champion!" Cedric said seriously.
"When Champion, you should just throw your name into Goblet of Fire and ask me before signing up. This is not your character. You are much more confident than that." Kayson raised his eyebrows and said.
"I mean, professor, what if I can't compete with Champion from the other two schools after I become Champion?" Cedric asked.
"Well, you are still confident. You have already acquiesced that you will become Champion." Kayson nodded, and then said, "If Goblet of Fire chooses you, it means that you are the most suitable candidate. Hogwarts There is no one more suitable than you. Even if you lose, it will be our pride..."
"Of course you have to keep your life. That's the way to go, rather than in exchange for points by hurting yourself in a similar way." He added at the end.
"Professor, I don't mean to be afraid. Well... I may be a little embarrassed to say it, and this mentality is a little dark, but Durmstrang and Beauxbatons gave us a showdown when they came to our school. Professor, although I am Hufflepuff, I still have a temper." Cedric said with a blushing face.
"... Your face... is as red as a bubble teapot?" Kayson said subconsciously.
"Ah?" Cedric was a little confused.
"It's okay. What I'm saying is that your thoughts are just the emotions that a normal person should have. If you don't have them, you're not a normal person... No matter how bad you are, you can't be any worse." Kayson said half-jokingly.
"Huh huh huh..." Cedric smiled sheepishly.
Kayson also laughed, and soon he said, "I see, you came to me to open a small stove for you."
Cedric also regained his serious expression. "Professor teach me!"
I whittled my dad's Brazilian wood into Goblet of Fire, please give me a gift for my family!