Chapter 481 478.Pre-match preparation

  Lynn is the last person in the entire Hogwarts to know about the existence of this forum for Xiaobui.

  There is also a reason why he has been out of sight since the beginning of this semester. Except for the first week of school, even Hermione has not seen him again after that.

  Until October 23, a public notice appeared on the information bar on this day:

  The representatives of Ifamoni, Boothbatten and Durmstrang will arrive at 6pm on Friday, October 30th. The afternoon class will end half an hour earlier——

  Harry and the others were extremely excited when they saw this announcement, because they had a potions class on Friday afternoon, and it was definitely lucky for every Gryffindor student to finish it half an hour earlier.

  Even Lynn, who hadn't appeared in the castle for a long time after learning to Apparate, also appeared in the auditorium at noon today.

   "In the last week, Professor Dumbledore asked me to help prepare some matters for hosting the three schools to Hogwarts, so I guess I can't accompany you." Lynn said apologetically to Hermione.

  Hermione is a bit regretful, but she doesn't care much about it. She is not a little girl who sticks to her boyfriend all day.

   "It doesn't matter, but now the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin, you shouldn't be out of school all day, right?"

   "The outside work is basically done, I should be in school for the rest of the time." Lynn shrugged and said.

  Next, people seem to only talk about one topic-the Triwizard Tournament.

Rumors spread quickly among the students, like highly contagious bacteria: who will fight to be a warrior at Hogwarts, what events will be played in the championship, ifamoni, Boothbatten and Durmstrang’s How are students different from them?

The castle is being thoroughly cleaned, and several dirty portraits have been scrubbed clean. Those scrubbed figures are very dissatisfied with this. They squatted and sat in the picture frame, muttering unhappily, each time they touched their faces. The exposed pink tender flesh grinned with pain. Even the armors suddenly became shiny, and no longer crunched when they were moving.

  Only Cedric among Lynn’s friends is fully qualified to sign up for the Hogwarts Warriors. He does have the meaning to sign up and is very nervous as time approaches.

   "There is nothing to be nervous Cedric, you have to believe that among the students over the age of 17, you are the best one. Who else can you choose if the referee who chooses the Warriors doesn't choose?"

  In the office of the Student Union, Cedric, the executive chairman, will complete the inspection and acceptance of the results of cleaning Hogwarts, and come to Lynn to report the results. Lynn comforted him by the way.

  Cedric shook his head and said, “I don’t understand why Professor Dumbledore didn’t try to relax the age requirement so that you have the opportunity to participate. Then the top three cups will definitely belong to Hogwarts.”

  "You are too confident of me, too." Lynn said casually, "The world's most famous magic academy has gathered four in this competition. There is no such thing as an absolute champion."

   "No, if it was you, it would be fine!" Cedric said categorically, that way he was more confident than he himself.

  In fact, it’s not just Cedric. Rumors about the Warriors are mainstream in the castle. If the Warriors are Lynn, then the top three must be Hogwarts this year.

  On the morning of October 30th, when the little wizards went downstairs for breakfast, they found that the auditorium was decorated overnight.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing a Hogwarts college: Gryffindor with a red background and a golden lion, and Ravenclaw with a blue background and a bronze eagle, and a yellow background. The one with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the one with a silver python on the green background is Slytherin.

  Behind the teacher’s desk, hung the largest banner, on which is the Hogwarts school badge: the lion, eagle, badger, and snake are joined together, surrounded by a large letter H.

  On this day, the air of the castle was filled with a joy of expectation.

  In the class, no one was paying attention to the class. Everyone thought that the people of Ifamoni, Boothbatten and Durmstrang would be coming tonight.

Even the Potions class is not as unbearable as usual, because the get out of class has to be dismissed half an hour earlier. When the bell rang early, Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried to the Gryffindor Tower and put them down as instructed. They put on the cloaks with their school bags and textbooks, and then rushed down the stairs in three steps and two steps to the hall.

  The deans of the college are ordering their students to line up.

   "Weasley, wear your hat upright," Professor McGonagall said to Ron sternly, "Miss Pettier, take that ridiculous thing off your hair."

  Parvati frowned unhappily, and took a large butterfly headdress from the braid.

   "Please follow me," Professor McGonagall said, "The first-year classmates are in front...Don't be crowded..."

  They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle.

  It was a cold and fresh evening. The night was approaching, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

  Harry was standing between Ron and Hermione. In the fourth row from the positive, the professors were standing in the last row. Not only were the four Deans and Professor Dumbledore, but also Lynn.

Harry turned his head and glanced at him secretly. Lynn didn't seem to be as nervous as other students~lightnovelpub.net~Looking at his performance carefully, you can even find that he seems a little bored, talking with Snape on the side. In the gossip, Snape didn't seem to care much about him, but every time Lynn said something, he always responded.

   "It's almost six o'clock," Ron looked at his watch, looked at the lane leading to the front door, and whispered in the line, "How do you think they will come? Take the train?"

   "I don't think so," Hermione said.

   "How did it come? Flying broomsticks?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

  "I don’t think...from such a far away..."

   "Door key?" Ron guessed, "Or they can apparate—maybe in their place, people under the age of seventeen are allowed to apparate?"

"No Apparitions are allowed in the Hogwarts field. How many times do I have to tell you before you can remember this?" Hermione said in a deep thought. "Mr. Weasley said that whenever wizards have large When the event gets together, I can’t help showing off. I think the three schools will play in different ways. Just like the Quidditch game, there will be mascots before the two teams play."

  While they were chatting in a low voice, the representative of Busbarton came!

  (End of this chapter)