Chapter 380 One Man Makes an Army

The auditorium was silent and silent.

All the little wizards clenched their fists and looked forward to it. They were full of expectation and nervously stared at the Goblet of Fire placed in front of the rostrum.

"I know everyone is waiting." Dumbledore walked behind the Goblet of Fire and looked at the little wizards from all over the world with a smile on his face.

"Honestly, I look forward to it as much as everyone else, but I still have to say that the reason why you haven't become a school warrior is not because you are not good enough.

It’s just that the person chosen as a warrior by the Goblet of Fire is more suitable. "

Zhang Xiao heard a little wizard asking others in a low voice:

"Does the Goblet of Fire still have thoughts?"

Zhang Xiao doesn't know if the Goblet of Fire has any thoughts, but this cup should be judged through mystical methods, such as the legendary person chosen by fate.

"Okay, the Goblet is about to make a decision." Dumbledore looked at the Goblet of Fire: "I estimate it will take another minute.

"Listen, when the Warriors' names are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk along the staff table, and go into the next room -" he pointed to the door behind the staff table: "-them Initial guidance and precautions will be received there. "

The eyes of all the little wizards were instantly focused on the small room next to the auditorium. Their eyes were blurred, as if they had seen themselves being selected as warriors, and walked into the room amidst everyone's cheers and applause.

“But before that, I still have something to say, based on the suggestions put forward by Professor McGonagall and other schools.

Many young wizards submitted team names that were too "excessive." Dumbledore paused, seeming to be thinking of a more appropriate adjective.

"Well - it's too imaginative, so after discussion, we decided to just use the name of the school instead and no longer announce the name of the team."

The disappointed voices of the little wizards suddenly became louder, and Seamus's voice was particularly loud: "Oh no! Protest!"

Apparently because the names given by the little wizards were too outrageous, the Ministry of Magic and schools from various countries had a very firm attitude.

Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it wildly. The entire auditorium suddenly dimmed, and hundreds of candles floating on the ceiling were all extinguished in an instant.

The candles inside those fat pumpkins were still on, but the weak light they emitted could not illuminate the entire auditorium, so it presented a strange semi-dark atmosphere, which was very mysterious.

The calls of the little wizards gradually subsided, and everyone's attention was once again focused on the Goblet of Fire.

The blue-white flames that were burning quietly in the Goblet of Fire suddenly surged, emitting a dazzling light that was brighter than anything in the entire auditorium. The blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply dazzling.

Everyone was watching and waiting...a few people kept looking at their watches...

"ah!"

Several little wizards couldn't help but let out low screams, because at the next moment, the blue-white flames suddenly turned into dazzling red.

Sparks burst out, and then a tongue of fire shot straight into the air.

A piece of burnt parchment was rolled up and spit out by the flames.

Dumbledore pinched it lightly, and the half-moon lenses on his face reflected the bright flames, making it impossible to see his expression.

"Ah - the first team." His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. The little wizards squirmed their butts and held their breath.

He raised the parchment, faced the firelight, and announced loudly and clearly:

"The first team, the team from Durmstrang, captains: Viktor Krum, William Poliarco. (four supporting players)"

Thunderous applause and cheers immediately erupted in the auditorium. Klum stood up, looking listless, and waved towards the auditorium.

The other team members were not as low-key as him. They hugged excitedly, waved their fists, and roared loudly to vent their excitement.

Ron came closer and whispered to Harry: "Looking at them, they thought they had won the Goblet of Fire."

Harry nodded randomly, the bright light of the Goblet of Fire reflected on the round spectacle lenses, as if his eyes were shining, and the tension and anticipation in his heart were almost overflowing.

As the Durmstrang team walked down the aisle to the small room, Karkaroff roared so loudly that despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice: "That's great. , Victor, I knew it!”

As for the other passers-by, aren't they just there to help Krum gather people?

The applause and chatter died down, and now everyone's attention was once again focused on the goblet, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again.

The second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The Beauxbatons Warriors -" Dumbledore said: "It's Fleur Delacour and Cecil Prieto. (The four supporting actors)"

Zhang Xiao watched Furong stand up lightly and shake her long silver hair. This action added a little more movement to the original cheers and applause.

The Beauxbatons team was equally excited, and several girls even cried with excitement. When they walked down the aisle, they waved and burst into tears, which shocked many people. The main reason was that the Beauxbatons girls were so long. They all look pretty.

Especially Fleur, she almost attracted most of the boys. It is said that Ron has already started to think about the name of their second child.

There are many people who are more radical than Ron. Some have even chosen where to bury Fleur when they get old.

The applause stopped again. The Goblet of Fire seemed to have a stomachache. The red flames rushed straight to the sky, almost reaching the ceiling.

A series of parchments were spit out by it, with dark red sparks, floating in the air.

Dumbledore opened his hands, and the parchments that were still flickering in the air seemed to be pulled by something and flew over obediently.

"Oh-it seems that the Goblet of Fire thinks that it is too slow to come one by one, and it decides to come together."

Dumbledore made a joke happily. He did not keep the secret, but read them one by one.

"The representative team of Kodosdoriz: Ivan Vladimir Romanov. (four extras)"

"Hurrah!"

Zhang Xiao shuddered, which scared Xiao Ma Ge, who thought he was sick.

"The representative team of Castrobache: Joao Manuel Cesar Pereira Martins. (four extras)"

"The representative team of Ilvermorny: Michael Gordon. (four extras)"

"The representative team of Vagado: Francois-Antoine Césé Sanga (four extras)"

"The representative team of the Magic Institute: Yachikusazuki. (four extras)"

Looking at the people in the Magic Institute who stood up, Zhang Xiao finally knew the name of the "Onmyoji who grew out of the ground", "Akina Nakamori".

Zhang Xiao was also a little hesitant about this wild Onmyoji. He was not a shark-like person. If he slipped through the net, there was no doubt that he would find an opportunity to kill him directly.

But after listening to my dad, it really is wild. This thing is rooted in culture. If you don't destroy the culture, you will never get rid of it.

Zhang Xiao thought for a long time and could only make the decision to wait and see.

The auditorium fell silent again, and this time the silence was filled with intense excitement that could be tasted.

As the home team of Hogwarts, every little wizard clenched his fists, exerted a little force on their legs, leaned forward, held their breath, and watched Dumbledore's every move with full concentration.

Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts warriors...

Dumbledore looked at the parchment and raised his eyebrows high. He never pretended in front of the little wizards and was happy to joke with them.

Just like he was now, Dumbledore chuckled:

"The warriors of Hogwarts, unexpected, but to be honest, I think they fully deserve the title of Hogwarts warriors."

Harry felt that he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, Ron had begun to tremble, and Neville had closed his eyes.

The calmest person was Hermione. The little witch was also nervous, but obviously she was calmer than her good friends.

Zhang Xiao felt a huge pain in his arm and almost cast the Golden Light Curse.

Turning his head, he found that Malfoy's face was frighteningly pale, and he was pinching his arm tightly with an expressionless face.

"The Hogwarts team: Draco Malfoy! Harry Potter! Cedric Diggory! Neville Longbottom! Ron Weasley! And the last free man: Hermione Granger!"

The cheers like a tsunami rang out in the Hogwarts Great Hall, the tables and the floor were shaking, and no matter which house they were from, they were jumping up and down, screaming, and stamping their feet.

They were cheering for the warriors of Hogwarts with all their enthusiasm. From the Philosopher's Stone in the first grade, the four little ones came into everyone's sight for the first time.

In the second grade, Harry leaped bravely, Hermione gambled all the saturation broadcasts, and Cedric stabilized the whole school alone.

When it came to the third grade, when the little wizards were annihilated, Neville's earth-shaking roar: "Voldemort is a son of a bitch!", the whole school was shocked by the hearty fight.

It can be said that everyone has seen their courage, wisdom, courage, and responsibility, and their every step of growth has been witnessed by everyone.

They are the well-deserved warriors of Hogwarts!

Only a few people remembered at this moment why Zhang, the most dazzling student of Hogwarts, was not among them.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and raised the last piece of parchment, and the little wizards remembered that there was still a mysterious school that had not been announced.

That school seemed to come from the East, and the rest knew nothing.

"Finally. The representative of the Chinese Taoist Academy: Xiao Zhang!"

It was as if an invisible hand pressed the mute button, and all the cheers that still resounded in the auditorium suddenly stopped at a certain moment.

They looked at Dumbledore in shock, and then focused all their attention on Zhang Xiao.

Zhang didn't represent Hogwarts in the competition?

Many people remembered the clouds that rolled up in the night sky that day, the palace that looked like heaven, and those who turned into streamers and fell from the sky.

So Zhang represented them in the competition?

The air fell into a strange silence. Not only the little wizards, but also the principals of various magic schools looked at this little wizard who already had a little legendary meaning.

Zhang Xiao slowly stood up, and the moment he left the stool, the collar of his robe emitted a dazzling light.

Professor McGonagall's eyes also lit up, this was a transformed light!

This light started from the collar and spread very quickly to the feet, and the hair floated automatically and swirled into a bun on the top of the head.

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He walked along the corridor towards the room at the end.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him, looking at him with eyes full of various meanings.

There was no applause, because the little wizards were too surprised and had never thought that it would be such a possibility.

A buzzing sound began to permeate the auditorium, as if countless angry bees were buzzing, and some discussions began to drill into his ears.

"Why, why didn't Zhang represent Hogwarts in the competition?"

"Just him? Where are his teammates?"

"Did you pay attention when Professor Dumbledore announced it just now?"

"It's really just him!"

"Is he crazy? I mean, no matter how strong he is, there are five people from other schools! Can Zhang handle it?"

Some students even stood up to see more clearly.

Madame Maxime on the rostrum stared at him with burning eyes, and remembered Nick Flamel's evaluation:

"Triwizard Tournament? Well, if Zhang participates, then the winner must be him, and there will be no accidents.

Five people? Zhang alone? Then you have to start with the competition system and formulate projects where teamwork must be better than individual work, otherwise I don't think there is much hope for five people."

Madame Maxime snorted coldly, one person is enough to suppress all schools?

The fireplace crackled and burned, and the orange-yellow fire was warm. The murals in the room had never been so crowded. It seemed that the murals of the entire castle came together to watch the gathering of warriors.

When Zhang Xiao pushed the door open, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Fleur Delacour turned her head, shook her long silver hair like a waterfall, and glanced at Zhang Xiao and the team behind him - there were no team members.

"What's the matter?" she asked, "The students from the last school haven't come yet?"

Zhang Xiao waved to his friends who were amazed by his appearance and said calmly:

"It's over, I'm the last team."

The room was quiet for a moment, and then bursts of laughter rang out. It was not necessarily mocking, but it was more or less a joke:

"One person?"

"He doesn't look old, at most fourth or fifth grade?"

"I'm afraid he came to feel the atmosphere? Maybe his school can't get enough people?"

Unexpectedly, before Zhang Xiao could answer, his friends had already stood up:

"What are you talking about? Zhang is better than all of you!"

"He participated alone because he can beat five of you!"

Good friend! Loyal!

Zhang Xiao signaled his friends not to say anything more, and he nodded seriously:

"My friends are right, I am enough."

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