"Mr. Principal, ahead is the 'Fan Hall', where your students and entourage are dining. Later, the Golden Palace guards will take you to your accommodation," Brünnhilde pressed the golden horn-shaped earrings next to her ear.
Icon, with a slightly subtle expression: "I have other jobs in the Valkyrie Guards, so I won't go there."
"Thank you." Gandalf nodded to her.
Brünnhilde nodded, climbed onto the silver pegasus beside her and flew directly into the air, complaining above her head:
[Brünnhilde: Why is His Highness Thor still in there? If he goes in, should he be treated with the attitude of a 'Hogwarts professor' or a 'Prince of Asgard'? Forget it, find an excuse and leave. 】
Hmm... It's a bit strange. Gandalf stroked his beard. Even the children at Hogwarts who are not well-educated rarely have such simple and straightforward opinions. After all, it was "White Yinluvita" who imposed it on the school.
Extra psychic protection, or are the residents of Asgard more upright?
Although the customs of Asgard and Earth are different, the behavior of holding banquets to entertain guests from afar is relatively consistent. Judging from the several princes sent by the Asgard to Earth, there is no need for special treatment in terms of food.
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But the contestants of the Green Lantern Corps were unable to attend this banquet. Not to mention the stone men, robots, black balls and tomatoes that obviously did not look like carbon-based creatures. Even if they were humanoid creatures, it was difficult to determine whether they could eat Aspen.
The food provided by Garde was unified, so after a simple exchange of personnel lists at the dock, Valkyrie Malda took those strange Green Lanterns to a specially customized accommodation place for them.
After thinking carefully, Gandalf discovered that these green light contestants who entered the main competition all seemed to have some kind of shortcomings and "wishes" they wanted to achieve. In other words, their goals were all provided by the "White Star"
The prize, the "Holy Grail"?
The prizes for this Triwizard Tournament are provided by the Lantern Beast "Ion Shark" of the Green Lantern Corps, the King of Asgard "Odin" and the Ocean Demon "White Star". In addition to the regular material rewards, the highlight is a
A "promise" that the Green Lantern Corps will strive to fulfill, an "opportunity" to be resurrected from the Hall of Valor, and a "wishes" other than resurrection.
With a little thought, you can find that these "prizes" are all things that "ours" don't need much, but are difficult for the other two participating parties to obtain. The Green Lantern Corps itself is a whole. If there is any trouble, just submit a report and apply for support.
That's it, Asgard's warriors themselves can be resurrected from the Hall of Valor. As for the wish... that cup has already been used by the White Queen as a registration box.
So the goal of Hogwarts in this competition is to get into at least the top three or two——
No, if it were Luna, she would definitely say "I want them all!"
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"Hahaha! Cheers! If you can't drink it, use juice instead! Now that you're in Asgard, don't be polite!"
Gandalf walked into the tall, majestic and glittering "banquet hall", whose function was difficult to distinguish for non-locals. What greeted him was the aroma of dishes and wine, as well as Thor's loud voice. Obviously, he had the home field advantage and drank.
After drinking, he was already swollen.
Since the leading professor was watching, the students were quite calm and looked around while eating. The Avengers members, who were free to move around, were wandering around, each using different ways to view the hall.
Exploring with other Asgardian warriors dining.
Maybe they also have the idea of checking the opponent's intelligence in advance, but that is obviously meaningless, because...
"Hey! Horace! Say hello to my students!" Thor hugged a red-haired, shirtless, ferocious-looking dwarf with a sledgehammer on his back, but strangely no beard.
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"I am Horace Stone! I come from Nidaville! The country of the dwarves!" the dwarf responded gruffly: "I defeated all the bearded monsters in our country to qualify! Anyone without a beard is not a dwarf.
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"Hahaha, okay!" Thor clinked glasses with him: "Then what is your purpose in participating?"
"Grow the most beautiful beard in the whole country!" Horace glared.
"..."
So, is purpose the Holy Grail?
"Uh, it's your turn, Pegasus? Hey -" To cover up his embarrassment, Thor turned around and walked to another warrior who looked like an elf, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, but his pat was in vain.
call……
"Pegasus Abraham, from the kingdom of light elves, Alfheim." The slender male elf with white hair and blue eyes disappeared from the place and appeared not far away, bowing slightly: "I'm sorry, Your Highness.
, I don’t like to have physical contact with others.”
Silent or spellless short-distance teleportation...
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Not many light elves are willing to get close to others. I know them very well." Thor scratched his head and then walked towards a blue-skinned giant who was twice as tall as an ordinary person even if he was sitting: "
Hi! Hrym? How are you doing?"
He originally wanted to pat the other person's shoulder, but because he couldn't reach it, he could only pat his waist awkwardly.
"Huh? Who's called Helem—His Royal Highness the Prince!" The blue giant named Helem looked back and suddenly stood up excitedly in the middle of the sentence, almost knocking over Thor beside him.
"——!——!" Atreus on the other side was hiding in the blind spot of the students' sight, gesticulating repeatedly at the blue giant, and finally he seemed to understand something and sat down again.
"Helem is from Jotunheim. He was sent by the queen with no purpose." Helem scratched his head naively and took out a huge anchor from the side of the seat: "If he can get a ranking, Helem
I plan to let the Green Lantern Corps help Jotunheim build a big ship, so that he doesn't have to be disliked by Heimdall all the time."
The giant was supposed to protect Atreus unconditionally - even though he didn't need protection at all.
"Um, um..." Thor seemed to have noticed the clue. He didn't chase him and said nothing more, and instead walked towards another table of warriors who were waving hello to him.
They were a fat man in red with blond hair and a golden beard holding a sledgehammer, a young man in green with a slim figure and a thin sword at his waist, and a middle-aged man in blue who was dressed like a nomad and held two maces.
"Hahaha! Let me see who this is? Volstagg, Fandral, Hogun!" Thor laughed as he touched arms with them one by one, hugged, and bumped into each other.
One click: "The powerful 'Three Warriors of Asgard'!"
"We have successfully qualified for the competition, Your Highness!" the fat man in red yelled, "We will fight how you want us to fight!"
"Yes, don't even think about taking back a single prize from the Green Lantern Corps!" the young man in green agreed.
"Can this kind of thing really be said directly..." The middle-aged man in blue held his forehead and shook his head.
"Huh? Isn't Sif here?" Thor looked around them, wondering.
"She insists on making some pre-game preparations, surveying the venue and analyzing the opponent," the fat man in red snorted, "Just hit anything you encounter."
"There is no problem that the three warriors of Immortal Palace cannot solve!" The young man in green continued to echo.
"Your IQ is the biggest difficulty..." The middle-aged man in blue continued to hold his forehead.
Judging from the current situation, they may be able to take the initiative to create obstacles for the Green Lantern Corps, but if they really face Hogwarts, they don't have the IQ to give in to the competition.
