"Then I'll wait for your return in the Room of Requirement!"

Hermione hugged her boyfriend gently, and then whispered in his ear.

"It won't be too late."

Lorne patted her on the back, and then walked towards the door behind the empty desk in the classroom.

Fred and the others also followed slowly, leaving behind the three warriors who had already entered. Now there are The eighteen chosen ones walked towards the foyer.

Some had excitement and excitement on their faces, but some also had confusion and confusion on their faces - such as Malfoy, who was still dazed.

He really didn't Knowing how he was chosen.

After Lorne passed through the door, he came to a small room. The walls on both sides were covered with portraits of wizards. The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly. It brings a touch of warmth to the cold space.

The portraits hanging on the wall are whispering, which sounds very lively.

"Lorne?"

Cedric, who was sitting around the fire, looked slightly startled when he saw the blond wizard walking in, and then he shouted in confusion.

"Good evening, Cedric."

A smile appeared on Lorne's handsome face, and his light blue eyes looked at the three figures surrounding the fire.

Viktor Krum, Cedric Diggory and Fleur... Delacour.

The three of them were sitting around the fire, all focusing on the blond wizard under the flames.

Krum leaned against the mantelpiece and glanced at Lorne. He turned his head slightly, a hint of coldness flashed across his expression.

He looked arrogant.

"Principal, do they want us to go back to the auditorium?"

And Fleur Delacour turned her head, gently shook her waterfall-like silver hair, looked at him and asked.

She thought the wizard in front of her was just coming to deliver a message.

"You think too much, I am also a warrior here to participate in the competition."

Lorne looked at the delicate face in front of him and shook his head gently.

Although this Veela looked very beautiful, it was not very attractive to him.

On the contrary, it was her silver hair. The long hair made him a little curious. He heard that Veela's hair can be used as the core of a wand, but he didn't know if the hybrid Veela in front of him could do it?

While thinking about it, he strolled to the fire and sat casually. They sat on a wooden chair.

Warriors participating in the competition?

Hearing these words, the three of them were stunned for a moment.

"Lorne, what did you mean by what you just said?——"

Cedric only spoke half of his words, because he heard chaotic footsteps coming from outside.

As the door opened with a bang, two twins with red hair walked in smiling.

"Hey, isn't this Cedric?"

Fred raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"You two?"

Cedric's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the smiling twins in front of him. His mind was a little confused now.

Especially after hearing what Lorne just said.

"We are also the chosen warriors of the Goblet of Fire."

George explained.

However, at this moment, the door at the back was opened again.

This time a group of people walked in, including Slytherins, Gryffindors, and even Beauxbatons. and Durmstrang.

The small room was a little crowded for a while.

"you...you——"

Fleur looked a little overwhelmed after seeing the witches in her college.

"Poliarco, what the hell is going on?"

Krum, who had been leaning against the fireplace, looked at his follower Polyarko with a gloomy face and asked in a low voice.

"We are also Durmstrang's warriors now, although we don't know why..." Poliarco pointed to the other six people behind him, and then explained to Krum,"It seems that there are three schools, each with There are seven warriors"

"Maybe there's something wrong with this year's Goblet of Fire."

As he spoke, he shrugged to show that he was also helpless.

At this moment, the door behind him was pushed open again.

This time, Dumbledore walked in with a serious face, and behind him, Barty followed. Crouch, Karkaroff, Maxim, Professor McGonagall and the Director of the Sports Department Ludo Bagman.

Before closing the door, everyone heard the lively discussions coming from the auditorium next door.

"Ms. Maxim!"

After seeing her principal, Furong immediately strode towards her with an obvious expression of confusion on her face.

"What's going on here - and why are there so many candidates for the Warriors this time?"

She asked with a frown.

However, just this frown instantly attracted the attention of the male wizard in the room.

"He is so beautiful!"

Ron, who was standing in the corner, whispered to his good brother Harry next to him.

"You can find a way to pursue her..."

Harry glanced at him helplessly, and then softly gave him an idea.

Ever since he walked into this room, Ron's eyes had been lingering on the Veela.

Just at this time——

"I want to know now who did it!"

Karkaroff glanced at the young wizard with cold eyes. His blue eyes seemed to be as cold as ice cubes.

"We need an explanation, Dumbledore."

Maxim straightened her tall body and stared at Dumbledore arrogantly.

"Madam, I think I also need an explanation - who caused this scene."

Dumbledore shook his head and said helplessly.

"I ask for a new selection of warriors, my old friend..."

Karkaroff laughed briefly and said in his ugly voice

"Karkaroff - I tell you, that's impossible!"

And at this moment, Professor Moody, who came into the room at some unknown time, said coldly.

"Now they have to compete. As Dumbledore said at the beginning, this competition is bound by a magical contract - as long as the flame of the Goblet of Fire goes out, the contract has taken effect!"

"Are you kidding me, are you going to turn this game into a battle for hegemony among twenty-one people?!"

Ms. Maxim's haughty face has become a little angry.

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