The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

As the bottles of pumpkin juice spilled onto the floor, the auditorium became eerily quiet. Tom didn't expect Professor Moody to be willing to openly show him the liquid in his flask.

After emptying the flask, Moody also opened his coat to show that he only had one flask, and there was no such thing as one flask for drinks and one flask for polyjuice potion.

"See clearly?" Moody glared at Tom, "If you see clearly, put that thing away!"

Moody felt that his temper had really improved a lot. How could he have been pointed at by a magic wand if he had been himself ten years ago? The opponent must be punished for a while first.

Tom put away his wand with a stern look on his face. He now realized that he had most likely made an own mistake, and the Moody in front of him was the real Mad-Eye.

'Professor Moody, I'm so sorry, I just -'

"Just what? It's a shame you figured it out!" Moody glared at Tom again. When he thought of the hypothesis that Tom said, he couldn't help but admire the imagination of the little wizards now. But when I think about it carefully, I feel shuddering because this operation seems really feasible!

If someone attacked him before he went to Hogwarts and then used Polyjuice Potion to take his form, wouldn't that be enough to sneak into Hogwarts? Everyone knew that Mad-Eye Moody only drank from the curved flask, which was convenient for dark wizards to carry Polyjuice Potion in the flask.

Mad Eye Moody was suspicious by nature, so ideas that seemed absurd to outsiders were of great reference value to him.

So he stood there, thought for a while and made a decision.

"Okay, you go back to the lounge and sleep, I still have things to do!" Moody waved his hand and drove Tom back to the dormitory. Moody didn't pay much attention to Tom's offense to him. Everyone has a different focus on things. For example, if there is a cauliflower snake in a vegetable bag, some people will find it scary, while others will realize that they have eaten meat. To Moody, Tom's presence in the auditorium tonight may have violated school rules, but Tom's vigilance was what Moody was more concerned about.

Moody is a very sensitive person, and he tenses his nerves almost all the time in order to deal with possible dangers. This made him a little nervous - Moody once smashed a package because he believed it was a basilisk egg, but it turned out to be an alarm clock given to him.

But it's perfectly normal for him to be a little nervous! Moody is an Auror who has fully experienced the Wizarding War! The two points of "experienced the Wizarding War" and "Auror" mean that Moody has seen and encountered more darkness with his own eyes than other people have heard about in their lifetime combined.

This kind of character makes Moody admire those who have a sense of crisis. In Moody's view, the war is not over yet, and the mysterious man will come back one day, but everyone has already slacked off and is addicted to the honey pot of peace. Moody was very disgusted by this, but there was nothing he could do about it. And today, he finally found another good prospect in Hogwarts - although his imagination was a bit big, it was still a good thing, so he did not continue to delve into Tom's fault, but let it go.

If Tom could hear Moody's inner drama, he would be outraged. He wasn't the type to be extremely wary - at least not as far off as Moody imagined. Who in the right mind would think of "only drinking from a specific kettle" to "this person has been replaced"! This is already persecution paranoia.

He made this association just because Voldemort had enough fun.

Because he didn't know what Moody was thinking, Tom wasn't very sure why Moody let him go so gently. He thought he would be imprisoned at least a few times this time. Although he didn't quite understand Mad-Eye's train of thought, he still hurried back to Ravenclaw Tower before Moody changed his mind. At this time, the students had all fallen asleep, and faint snoring echoed in the dormitory. Tom didn't do anything else and just lay down on his bed. After a tiring day, Tom fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

At the same time, in the principal's office, Dumbledore was looking at Moody with a troubled face: "Alastor, that's why you stayed up so late at night to suggest that I ban the use of opaque liquid containers in Hogwarts. ?”

"Yes, this is a very serious safety hazard." Moody said seriously.

Dumbledore: ...

Should he care about the mental state of his teachers?

The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students will stay in bed until very late before eating breakfast, or directly ask a certain "dad on duty" in the dormitory to go to the auditorium to bring breakfast. But today was different. Many little wizards couldn't wait to get up at dawn, then quickly ran to the auditorium and gathered around the Goblet of Fire.

Watching your classmates sign up for the Goblet of Fire is much more attractive than sleeping in. Many people didn't even have time to eat breakfast, choosing to eat bread while watching.

Fred and George were among this group. They were yawning while holding a small book in their hands, always ready to record the applicants' information.

"Here." George thrust a bacon sandwich into Fred's hand.

"Thank you, should we delete Durmstrang's options? They already have Krum. I think there can be no changes in Durmstrang's warriors - is there anyone better than Krum? ?”

"That's right," George nodded, "No one knows much about Durmstrang or Beauxbatons, so the choice must be based on those who are familiar and pleasing to the eye."

Fortunately for Durmstrang, Viktor Krum was famous, and almost everyone had heard of his existence. Beauxbatons is different. Who knows what famous students Beauxbatons has! In the end, it must be:

[What’s the name of that silver-haired girl? We choose her]

Such a conversation.

George sighed: "It's unimaginable that the legendary Klum is actually still a student. He is probably the most famous guy among these three schools, right?"

"That's not necessarily true," Fred shook his head. "If Harry and Tom could sign up for the competition, their reputations would probably not be worse than Krum's - of course, it's also possible for our dear brother, after all, he is a Hogwart The best graduate in the past three years!"

George burst out laughing, and then said seriously: "Yes, Mr. Percy Weasley enjoys a high reputation internationally due to his strict standards for the thickness of the crucible..."

The two people looked at each other, and then laughed.

While the two were having a heated chat, Karkaroff led all the Durmstrang students to the Goblet of Fire. Unlike Hogwarts, which is playing at home, all the students coming to Durmstrang are over seventeen years old, so they can all register.

Looking at the pieces of parchment being thrown into the cup one after another, Fred and George tacitly eliminated Durmstrang from the contest. They originally wanted to hold a three-school competition—not only guessing the warriors of Hogwarts, but also Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, but now they feel that this is unrealistic.

After Durmstrang's people left, perhaps because of their infection, Fred and George were a little ready to take action. From the two of them's perspective, cheating the age line didn't seem to be a difficult thing. This kind of dead thing is best fooled, and a drop of age-increasing agent can solve the problem.

Just as they were about to take action, Fawcett from Ravenclaw House walked straight towards the Goblet of Fire.

"Fred, look!" George noticed something strange, "I remember Fawcett was not yet seventeen years old, right?"

"You remember correctly, she used 'means'." Fred suddenly became energetic. He wanted to observe this brave "pioneer" and learn from her experience.

In the eyes of everyone, Miss Fawcett crossed the age line with confidence, and then flew away in full view of everyone, with a tuft of beard sprouting on her chin.

Fred, George:!

The term "killing chickens to scare monkeys" couldn't be more appropriate here. Both were shocked by what happened to Miss Fawcett. But it was a shock. How could Fred and George be frightened by this small scene and cancel their plan?

They're just becoming more cautious.

After Fawcett ran away with his face covered, George and Fred analyzed the reasons for Fawcett's failure.

"Maybe her potion doesn't work? You know, our potions are not ordinary..."

Facing George's analysis, Fred frowned. He was not 100% sure about this kind of thing. And if such an accident occurs, the prize-winning contest that the two of them planned before may be greatly affected.

But it would be a bit unwilling to stop here.

"Fred, George, you two got up very early today!" A familiar voice sounded behind them, and they could tell without looking back that the owner of the voice was their good friend Lee Jordan.

Fred, George: Hey!

The two quickly reached a tacit understanding.

"Li, are you seventeen years old?" Fred asked knowingly. The three of them were very close friends, how could they not know each other's birthday. Fred knew better than Lee Jordan, who was not yet seventeen.

Lee Jordan shook his head.

"Neither of us, what a pity." George continued the topic.

"Yes, we are obviously only a few months away..." Li Jordan looked at the burning Goblet of Fire, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Hooked! Fred and George looked calm on the outside, but deep down they were cheering.

"If you win the game, the reward will be a thousand galleons!" Fred said sadly. This sentence came from the heart. He and George really needed this thousand galleons to realize their dreams.

It must be said that Fred and George are the kind of people who are very good at fantasy. Even though I didn't even register my name, I was already thinking about how to spend the bonus.

Lee Jordan was silent for more than ten seconds, then leaned into Fred's ear and asked in a low voice: "What can you two do? We can sign up together and share the thousand Galleons equally."

Lee Jordan is also a man of great imagination.

"We got an age-enhancing potion that will make us grow up for a few months-"

"Then why are you hesitating? Hurry up and sign up!" Li Jordan's eyes widened when he heard about such a good thing.

"Okay!" George took out a crystal bottle from his arms and handed it to Li Jordan.

Lee Jordan uncorked the bottle and was about to take a sip when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He frowned, stared at Fred and George, and asked suspiciously: "Are you two plotting against me?"

Fred's head shook like a rattle.

"No, you must be hiding something from me!" Lee Jordan, who had been with Fred and George for nearly six years, was so familiar with them that he even knew how many moles they had on their butts, so even without any evidence, He still saw through Fred's lies.

"I've got you." Fred took the initiative to take a sip of the age-enhancing agent in the bottle. George followed suit and took a sip with his brother.

"Remember not to drink too much, we only need one drop - do you want to drink it or not?" George shook the crystal bottle with an impatient look on his face.

"Okay." Although Lee Jordan was still a little confused, Fred and George had personally proven the harmlessness of the potion, so he had nothing more to say.

So he took the crystal bottle and drank a small drop of the liquid inside.

The three of them were ready, and now there was only the last step left.

"Are you ready?" Lee Jordan looked at the Goblet of Fire, trembling with excitement. This was a legendary prank. Once successful, he, Fred and George would be forever remembered as the kings of pranks.

After receiving affirmative replies from his partners, Lee Jordan took a deep breath and took the initiative to cross the age line under everyone's gaze.

At that moment, Fred even thought that Lee Jordan had succeeded, but the next second, there was a loud explosion in the auditorium, and Lee Jordan was thrown out of the age line, with a lump on his chin. White beard.

Everyone in the foyer laughed, including Fred and George.

Fred and George laughed and secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, Lee Jordan was there to help them out!

"Damn it, you two bastards!" Seeing Fred and George laughing so happily, Jordan was furious.

"Okay, okay!" George helped Jordan up and set off to the hospital with him.

Not long after the three of them left, Dumbledore arrived on the scene yawning.

"Did I miss out on some fun?" he said with great disappointment, "I thought Fred and George would find a way to break through my age line!"

After learning about Fred and George's dirty tricks, Dumbledore looked at the age line thoughtfully: Should he design a one-second delay? This way you can catch everyone in one go.

After Lee Jordan's failed efforts, one student after another put their names into the Goblet of Fire, and their names were written down in Tom's notebook.

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Four thousand words in one, good night everyone~

I wonder if everyone has taken out a bucket? This time I made a leopard jump. I fired ten consecutive shots, and Ichito and Kuki Shinobi came to see me together!