Chapter 88 Goblet of Fire (Two in One, Sort Out the Following Plot

Chapter 88 Goblet of Fire (two in one, sort out the following plot)

In front of the professor's seat, the tattered sorting hat began to sing again.

Every year, it starts to count silently after the freshmen are sorted, and looks forward to singing a song at the sorting ceremony next year.

For this reason, after the ceremony, it will start to ponder the lyrics of the next year.

On weekdays, it stays in the corner of the principal's office to eat dust, if it does not have a more precious sword of Gryffindor hidden in its body.

It should be thrown into the warehouse where Hogwarts stores magic items.

That will definitely drive it crazy, staying with those magic items that have no wisdom and cannot communicate.

It is hard to believe that as a chatterbox, Gretel has gone in and out of Dumbledore's office so many times without hearing its voice.

So Gretel thinks that Dumbledore must have cast a spell on it.

No one can tolerate a hat harassing his ears 24 hours a day.

Even if that person is Dumbledore, it is no exception.

The freshmen this year looked unlucky. Tonight's weather was windy and rainy, but they didn't seem to be beaten by the wind and rain, but more like taking a bath in the Black Lake.

When a wet little wizard stood in front of the Sorting Hat, Gret heard its exclamation.

"Poor little guy, you must be freezing cold.

Take me up quickly, you can warm yourself up with hot broth after the sorting is over."

The first guest of the Sorting Hat this year was a little wizard named Ackerley, who was sorted into the wise Ravenclaw.

After taking off the hat, the young man trembled with excitement, and the senior students of the Eagle Academy also sent their blessings in time.

"Gret, look at this child, he is so excited that he is about to faint."

Amid the celebration, Terry leaned close to Gret and whispered.

Gret tilted his head. Why did he feel that the little guy was frozen? The child's lips were a little white.

When Ackley walked by quickly, Grett took out his wand, waved it gently, and cast a spell of "dehumidification" and "warmth" on the child.

This little trick can be said to be easy for Grett now.

As the spell took effect, the blood on the child's face finally struggled to float up.

"Thank you."

Ackley was stunned, and only when Terry pointed his finger secretly did he recognize the person who helped him.

It was not until Grett smiled and nodded slightly that Ackley ran to the last seat of Ravenclaw with gratitude.

This kind of small spell, Grett didn't know how many of them when he was studying his own state during the holidays.

In fact, he didn't need spells at all. He just waved his hand and the magic would be completed according to his ideas.

In the end, it was Penelotti's suggestion that learning more of Grett's unique magic might allow members of the organization to draw inferences and understand something more useful.

With the help of others, Grett took time out during the holidays to summarize a lot of things.

The fluctuation of the spell was surprisingly eye-catching in such a serious occasion.

Whether it was the rostrum or the four major colleges, many people looked over.

Dumbledore was neither sad nor happy. He looked at it and then turned his attention to the little wizard in front of him.

Professor McGonagall paused for a moment before calling out the next name and asking him to come up and wait for the sorting.

Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick each gave Gret a smile.

Gret also noticed his dean and quietly raised his thumb to praise him.

Professor Snape frowned and glared at Gret.

"Well, I'm going to be scolded by the professor for not having a brain again."

Gret sighed secretly. In the past two years, Professor Snape would remind him implicitly from time to time.

Tell him not to jump around in front of Dumbledore, and be careful that the White Devil would free up his hands to deal with him one day.

And after Remus Lupin left, the position of Night Watcher became vacant, and a black-haired, hook-nosed wizard took over.

But his shrunken cheeks made him look even thinner than Filch in the past.

Sitting in the corner next to the podium, he impatiently played with his wand, his sinister eyes staring at the tables of the four colleges.

Gretl thought he was looking for troublemakers so that he could establish his authority with the first fire.

In addition, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Mad-Eye Moody, had a magic eye that was spinning around in his eye sockets, looking ferocious, and he did not relax at all even when facing students.

With Gretl as an example, many members of Gretl's team in the four colleges stood up.

As long as they could warm up these little guys who were about to be frozen as soon as possible, it was okay to expose a little.

Of course, they were not stupid, and those who stood up were all graduates this year.

Just like Gretel mentioned in every meeting after he had the ability to protect himself: "As long as I don't officially take up the banner, even Dumbledore can't kick me out of Hogwarts at will.

That person is coming back, from now on, we have to spread our wings properly."

The warm little wizard didn't mention it, when the four colleges occasionally murmured about dehumidification and warmth.

Dumbledore turned his eyes back with a little shock. After all, he was the headmaster, so he had some experience. He smacked his lips and ignored the movement around him.

Professor McGonagall was somewhat affected. Her hands looked a little stiff when she rolled the parchment.

Professor Sprout was stunned for a moment, looked at Dumbledore, and simply ignored everything. He smiled and watched another little wizard run to the Hufflepuff table.

Professor Flitwick looked at Gretel curiously. Anyway, he believed that Gretel would definitely not be a disaster. This was confirmed by their three years of getting along.

Snape's eyes were full of shock and blame. Gretel suspected that if it wasn't the opening ceremony now, he would drown himself with spit.

Moody, played by Barty Crouch Jr., frowned as usual, without any signs of exposing his identity.

The new gatekeeper looked at the expressions of the people present, silently turned his eyes to others, and no longer stared at Gretel, the eye-catching target.

Someone took action, and Gretel would rather be idle. Anyway, he just couldn't bear to see these little guys suffer from the cold.

Strength is the basis for speaking. If it were two years ago, he would definitely not interfere. At that time, he had no ability to jump out of the chessboard.

——

"Gretel, do you really not have to worry about Dumbledore?

Forget it, anyway, we all support what you decide to do. Let's talk about why you didn't catch the train today."

After the opening ceremony, Gretel curled up on the bed in the dormitory and sent a message to Penelope.

Early in the morning of September 1st, Gretel packed his things and prepared to go to King's Cross Station.

When he stepped out of Diagon Alley and prepared to Apparate to the station, he saw the figure of Florin's cold drink shop owner.

He looked a little anxious, which was very different from his usual calm appearance.

It is normal for him, an adult wizard, to choose a faster Apparate in such a hurry.

But he simply cast an Invisibility Charm and rode on a magic broom.

Grete knew Florin's level of Apparition. As a well-known shopkeeper in Diagon Alley in Great Britain, he often delivered goods to big customers through Apparition.

Today's abnormal behavior attracted Grete's attention.

Having long been curious about Florin's identity, Grete simply put away the things and followed him.

He followed Florin all the way to the sea, to a small reef.

Looking at the water stains on it, this kind of reef will obviously only show the small tip after the tide goes out.

Portkey, there is actually a portkey hidden in this place.

Grete was sure that he was not exposed, but Florin confidently shouted at Grete's position in the sky.

After a conversation, Grete learned that Florin was actually from Kunlun, the most mysterious gathering place for extraordinary people in the world.

Perhaps in order to quickly get rid of Grete, Florin threw Grete an identity certificate, an exquisite bronze sword with the word Kunlun engraved on the sword.

"When you have time, you can come to Kunlun. You are on Kunlun's invitation list."

...

"Kunlun?" Penelope almost rushed to the door of the boys' dormitory and called Grete out of the dormitory.

Grete looked at Penelope in surprise. He had only heard of Kunlun's name when he was in Godot Town, and heard Vladimir introduce it. Dolson's craftsmanship was perfected in Kunlun.

However, in the whole Godot Town, only Dolson was familiar with Kunlun. Because of the protection of a certain contract, Dolson could not reveal the situation of Kunlun to others.

Penelope calmed down and explained to Grete.

Her father almost had the opportunity to study in Kunlun when he was young, but for some reasons, it didn't take shape in the end.

This is also Mr. Clearwater's lifelong regret. Therefore, Penelope has been full of fantasies about that mysterious place since she was a child.

It is said that Kunlun is full of gold and gems. Rare treasures rarely seen in the British magic world are everywhere there, and rare and exotic animals rarely seen in the outside world can only be regarded as common there.

However, Kunlun has rarely come into contact with wizards from the outside world since ancient times. The wizards who can go there are all the best in various countries.

Because of Penelope's introduction, Gret had a rare dream.

In the dream, he heard a familiar accent, and he saw an extraordinary wizard who matched the mysterious oriental style in the dream.

However, why would someone ride a gourd, and why would there be a guardrail on the flying sword?

After waking up, Gret shook his head strangely and put this bizarre dream behind him.

Originally, Gret played a trick of who was the undercover at the opening ceremony, and Gret thought he would be targeted.

At worst, he would be called by Dumbledore to talk.

But nothing happened. No one treated him specially. Even those graduates had no taboos to meet him, and Dumbledore did not react at all.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten what happened that day. Gret's daily life was to go to class on time, go to bed on time, and occasionally pull team members to have a meticulous magic teaching.

Looking back at the four academic years, Moody, played by Barty Crouch Jr., is definitely the most suitable professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Others, even Remus Lupin, are limited by their own status and rarely introduce the Unforgivable Curses to Hogwarts students.

Or, Dumbledore recruited Moody as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts because of his unrestrained nature.

Gretl even suspected that if the real Mad-Eye Moody came to teach, he might be more radical than Barty Crouch Jr.

In less than a month of teaching, ‘Moody’ successfully conquered everyone in Hogwarts, from students to professors.

Not to mention his personality, at least his wholehearted attitude of teaching conquered everyone.

…

Except for Severus Snape, the professor of Potions who was angry with Gretl every day.

He did not trust all the professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts except himself.

“When using the Shadowless Magic, don’t raise your wand so high, are you afraid that the enemy doesn’t know you are going to attack him?

Hide, understand, hide, hide your wand, don’t let people see it.”

Snape pressed Gretl’s shoulder and sprayed wildly, while tirelessly covering for him, how to use the blind spot of vision to cast his spell on the enemy.

In the corner of the huge training ground in the Room of Requirement, the puppets that were cut into pieces by the God of Swords were almost piled up into a small mountain.

Gretel wanted to pull Snape's clothes and tell him that his strength was no longer the same as before.

But seeing that Snape could not hide his worried eyes even though he was furious, he honestly raised his wand again.

The tip of the wand was slightly raised, and a hidden blade flew out of the wand, cutting the puppet in the distance in half.

"In actual combat, you don't have to worry about hurting me, if you have the ability."

When leaving the Room of Requirement, even though he had cast a healing spell on himself countless times, Snape's steps still seemed a little staggering.

"I have nothing to teach you, and you don't have to be in confinement in my office anymore."

Snape only left Gretel with this sentence and a distant back.

The next day, when Gretel went to the office of the Professor of Potions again, he rarely saw a closed door.

He waited for a long time, but the door never opened to him again.

——

On October 30, the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang delegations came to Hogwarts.

The Triwizard Tournament, which is held every five years, finally came to Hogwarts as the host.

As the landlord, Hogwarts cleaned it from inside to outside a week ago.

There were a few not-so-clean portraits, which were put into the warehouse of Hogwarts along with their cursing.

According to the professor, they would not see the sun outside until the Triwizard Tournament was over.

Gretel didn't know how Hogwarts appeared five years ago, but he felt that both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming with a fierce momentum.

First, Beauxbatons' huge aerial carriage almost rushed to Hogwarts.

Before the group of people calmed down, a large ship jumped out from the bottom of the Black Lake. Durmstrang used the large ship to raise the mist that almost covered the entire Hogwarts, announcing his arrival to everyone.

Today's update, I need to sort out the following plot, good night, all book friends.