As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore had three major hobbies in his life:
Fishing, boys, training.
Dumbledore likes fishing. In the past three years, he has caught many fish including Tom, Quirrell, Lockhart and Malfoy using the Philosopher's Stone, Defense Against the Dark Arts and the position of Headmaster respectively.
These are just fishes that Luofu knows about but don’t know about. They are as numerous as the stars!
In short, Dumbledore has been sitting firmly on the fishing platform at Hogwarts for decades and is the top player in the field of fishing.
Dumbledore was particularly fond of boys.
Grindelwald is a victim in his youth, Newt is a victim in his youth, and Tom is a victim in his middle age.
They all received varying degrees of special care from Dumbledore.
And boys who are paid attention to by Dumbledore will encounter very rough experiences as if cursed.
Needless to say, Grindelwald is still doing hard labor in Nurmengard;
Newt was also expelled from Hogwarts, was arrested in the Magic Congress in the United States, and was almost killed by Grindelwald, so he was lucky enough to find a wife, and fortune turned...otherwise he would not have ended up much better than Grindelwald.
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Tom is even worse. He is still a human being, and he is floating somewhere like a ghost or not!
Rolf also found that he tended to become the object of Dumbledore's attention in his later years.
Therefore, he is now working hard not to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors!
As for training, of course it is training the Boy Who Lived - Harry Potter.
Dumbledore no longer just paid attention to Harry, but trained him on a deeper level.
The headmaster tried hard to get Harry into the shape he wanted!
The most obvious example is the restricted area on the fourth floor of the first grade, which deliberately lured Harry to investigate the Sorcerer's Stone, in order to cultivate Harry's courage.
Therefore, Dumbledore was obviously secretly training Harry to become a warrior during the Triwizard Tournament.
But while Dumbledore was training Harry, why did you, Ron, come over to join in the fun?
They are called the "Boy-Who-Lived", who are you? Are you really not afraid of being struck by lightning if you get too close to such a lucky person?
However, this has nothing to do with Rolf. He is only responsible for assigning quotas to the warriors. If anything happens, Dumbledore will take care of it.
So, he decisively tore off the paper with someone's name on it, handed it to Harry and Ron, watched them write their names on it, and then left.
When Harry and Ron returned to Gryffindor House, they were bouncing around as if they had won the lottery.
In fact, they were not the only ones excited, many students were extremely excited.
In this weird and exciting atmosphere, night finally comes and the Halloween dinner begins.
The auditorium is filled with Halloween decorations:
A swarm of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of pumpkin-carved figures leered at everyone from every corner.
The table is once again filled with all kinds of delicious food, but this time the food is more in the dark style of Halloween:
Bloody medium rare steak, vampire corpse made of cake, fried bat wings, roasted pumpkin filled with canned herring, French duck neck shaped like a mouse...
However, this may be the Halloween that everyone is least looking forward to, and they may even think that the dinner party takes too long.
People in the auditorium looked anxious. Everyone was restless and stood up from time to time to see if Dumbledore had finished his dinner.
Finally, the golden plate returned to its spotless state, and the voices in the auditorium suddenly became much louder.
Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again. He said with a smile:
"Okay, it's time for Goblet to make a decision. Listen, after the warrior's name is announced, you need to walk to the top of the auditorium, walk along the staff table, and enter the next room."
He pointed to the door behind the staff desk and said: "The warriors will receive preliminary guidance there!"
The principal took out his wand and waved it widely. Except for the candles in the jack-o-lantern, all the other candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.
The Goblet of Fire emits a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting with sparks are simply dazzling.
Everyone watched and waited silently.
The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out.
Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out from it - everyone in the auditorium held their breath.
Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment and said in a clear and forceful tone:
"Durmstrang's Champion - Viktor Krum!"
Applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium.
"Awesome, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared loudly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you are destined to be a warrior!"
Krum stood up from the Slytherin table, walked towards Dumbledore with his splayed steps. He turned to the right, walked along the staff table, and entered the next room through the door.
The applause and chatter gradually subsided, and everyone's attention was focused on the goblet again. After a few seconds, the flames turned red again.
The second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, driven by the flames.
"The Champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "Fleur Delacour!"
"Sister!" Gabrielle said excitedly, "It's you!"
Furong stood up with a slight hum. She gracefully shook her silver hair and smiled at Luofu:
"Rolf, I'm waiting for you in the house, come quickly!"
After finishing speaking, Furong walked towards the room in the distance in full view of everyone.
Several Beauxbatons girls who were not selected suddenly burst into tears, buried their heads in their arms, and cried sadly.
The auditorium soon became quiet again, and this time there was an intense excitement that was almost overflowing.
Because...it's the warriors of Hogwarts' turn!
The students looked at the Goblet of Fire with burning eyes. It soon turned red again, sparks burst out, tongues of fire shot high into the air, and Dumbledore pulled out the third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongues of fire.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Dumbledore showed a look of astonishment and stared at the paper in disbelief. The principal's look also made the students more curious about the name of the warrior.
Dumbledore paused for a moment and finally announced loudly:
"Hogwarts Champion—Malfoy?!"
After these words fell, the entire auditorium seemed to be dead silent. Students from several other colleges stared at Malfoy in disbelief.
This...impossible, how could it be Malfoy?!
Scamander, Cedric, Angelina...there are so many outstanding students, why can't it be Draco Malfoy's turn to become a warrior!
Even Harry and Ron looked at each other, thinking that Rolf had also given Malfoy a spot.
Gabrielle couldn't hide her disappointment, but she was afraid that Rolf would be uncomfortable, so she tried hard to hide it, and whispered comfort: "Rolf...it's okay, it's just a competition."
Luofu touched her head and smiled softly: "There's no rush."
The Slytherin table, after a moment of hesitation, immediately erupted in deafening cheers.
Although they didn't think Malfoy was worthy of the Warriors, who allowed him to be a student of their own academy?
Even Snape clapped his hands, half puzzled and half happy.
Malfoy jumped up on the spot, laughed happily, then clapped his hands and shouted:
"Hey! Okay, I am a warrior! I am a warrior! I have become a Hogwarts warrior!"
He looked like he was going crazy. He first hugged Goyle and Crabbe, then clapped his hands and ran towards Snape.
