Chapter 213: chicken body basilisk
"It's only a week!" Ernie McMillan from Hufflepuff College squeezed out of the crowd, his eyes sparkling: "I don't know if Cedric knows, I'll go tell him..."
"Cedric?" Ron looked blankly at McMillan's back.
"It's Diggory, the one who took the key to the World Cup with us." Harry looked at Ron: "He must be ready to compete in the Championship."
"That little white face..." Ron snorted.
"He's not a white face, I heard that he is a very good student, or a prefect." Hermione emphasized.
"Yeah, I still remember Harry winning the game by grabbing the Snitch ahead of him last year." Ron sneered: "Not all handsome guys are as good as Iger."
"Sorry, I don't like people just because they are handsome," Hermione said angrily.
"Then let me ask you, do you like Iger?" Ron asked with a snort.
"Of course." Hermione said without thinking.
"Is Iger handsome?" Ron's smile gradually changed.
Hermione: "..."
damn…
In a sense, this is also a sending proposition...
Hermione suddenly felt that her back was firmly locked by Iger's eyes. She coughed and said calmly: "Of course, very handsome."
"So your words are not convincing at all." Ron and Harry burst into laughter.
"No, because he's Iger, so even if he's not handsome, I'll like him." Hermione emphasized seriously, then turned to look at Iger, only to find that Iger's figure disappeared at some point.
"Isn't he shy?" Harry looked strangely at the place where Iger disappeared.
"..." Ron thought for a while: "Is he a shy person?"
Harry shook his head, feeling that Ron was right.
Hermione stared at the place where Iger disappeared, and then squinted and smiled.
The appearance of this announcement had a great impact on the students in the castle. In the following week, no matter where they went, people seemed to talk about only one topic: the Final Four...
Words of all kinds spread quickly among the students, like a highly infectious germ: Who would be a warrior at Hogwarts? What items are there in the competition? How are the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang different from them?
As for the students of Kunlun Hall, everyone is already too familiar with them, and there are no secrets. It is even said that there are families who plan to let their children who have not yet entered the school go to Kunlun Hall to study.
"Bet, bet, who will be elected as a warrior at Hogwarts? Choose the warrior in your heart, maybe you will get something back in time!"
In the courtyard of the castle, the twins are beguiling a large number of students to bet. Although they have been deducted by Professor McGonagall for nearly 30 points, they still enjoy it. Even Fred told Iger to wait until Students from other schools are here, and they can play three more markets…
Iger felt very angry about the two people's unauthorized seduction of underage students to gamble, and immediately said righteously: I also want to sit in the village...
There is also a reason why the twins don't care about Professor McGonagall. According to rumors, a white-bearded old man with a height of 1.8 meters has also made a secret bet, and each college has bet on a student...
It is not only the students who are restless, even the house-elves are happily cleaning all over the castle, and the dirty portraits have been scrubbed clean. The original historical value is very high, and it has existed for hundreds of years. The portraits were all rubbed off by the prodigal elves. A group of portrait characters bared their teeth in pain every time they touched the newly exposed tender meat. The armors on both sides of the corridor were also polished, and they didn't crunch when they moved. rang.
There are even rumors that Ravenclaw's marble statue was rubbed by the elves with steel balls, and poor Ravenclaw almost went crazy...
Of course, not only the students and elves were excited, but also the teachers in the school.
"Longbottom, please do your best, don't show your stuff in front of Durmstrang's people, let them see that you don't even have a simple conversion spell!" When the class was about to end, Professor McGonagall's voice was stern. roar.
In one class, it was very scary. Neville accidentally grafted his ear onto a cactus during class...
However, compared to the nervousness of the people around him, Iger was in a serious and serious state of not listening to anything outside the window and focusing only on making Xiao Huang... a small movie.
Although the camera and the things photographed by the camera are active, they are different from the portraits with a sense of personality. The photos after wiping the Visibility Potion only show the scene at that time.
Iger roughly conceived of several ways to make a movie...
The first is to change the camera. This is the most convenient way to record video, but it also has great disadvantages. It is necessary to get the corresponding projection equipment, and if you want to do TV programs in the future, you need to keep studying it. Things like TV towers are very troublesome.
The second is to take pictures of the characters, give them personalities like portraits, and then teach these portraits to perform in the form of dramas. Similarly, things like TV towers are also needed in the follow-up...
In short, both methods are cumbersome, but the second sounds a bit more nasty.
The little fresh meats who read numbers are even worse than those who made movies and cut out pictures in their previous lives...
After thinking about it for a while, Iger felt that the most important thing at the moment was to shoot the Triwizard Tournament first, so I didn't need to use the cutout for the time being, so I started to rebuild a camera.
It's not really a remodel...
Because Iger bought a new type of digital camera, in the surrounding magic environment, the things shot by the camera will be all kinds of chaos. In a short time, Iger, a mechanical idiot, couldn't think of any modification method, so he put the camera on the camera. A field of forbidden magic...
With the camera as the center, no magic can be released within a radius of half a meter, and similarly, no magic magnetic field can interfere with the space within a radius of half a meter...
It can only be said that it is a little trick of compromise.
Finally, on the morning of October 30th, when the students went downstairs to eat, they found that the auditorium had been completely refreshed.
Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing a Hogwarts house, and behind the staff desks was the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms, the same pattern on the end of Iger's staff: lion, Eagles, badgers, snakes linked together in a big letter...
h…
2333…
"I really want to know how the warriors were selected. I asked Professor McGonagall, but she didn't tell me..." George ran to complain to Iger early in the morning, and said angrily: "She just told me to close Mouth, focus on deforming my raccoon."
"I don't know what projects are in the competition..." Ron hummed: "But I bet we can do it too, remember, we passed the level left by the teachers in the first grade..."
"Yeah, Iger will save you in the end..." Fred exposed the scar mercilessly: "Besides, you are not in front of the referee, McGonagall said, the referee will give the Warriors according to the quality of their projects. score."
Everyone's eyes turned to look at Iger. Iger was holding a piece of fried egg and sighed leisurely: "I'm just the referee on the court. Although I have the right to give points, I will definitely not be the only one to give points."
"It's a member of the jury..." Hermione said, "In the 1792 Championship, a chicken-body basilisk that the warriors were trying to catch ran out of control and ran amok. All three principals were injured."
Iger muttered indifferently: "That may be the weakest headmaster of Hogwarts..."
"Chicken body basilisk? What is that?" Ron asked with a white face level magical animal, probably should have become extinct, see who died, the close relative of the basilisk, the thief is terrible . "Iger shook his head, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
"Not only that, its breath is poisonous and will bring chronic diseases to people." Hermione emphasized: "Like the basilisk, it will bring death or petrification, so are you still thinking about participating? This means At the very least, those who attend will face a basilisk-like creature alone."
Fred's face was weird: "It doesn't matter whether you participate or not, we mainly do not want to be in the limelight..."
Happy birthday...
The twins looked at each other.
Get started and make a fortune...
Dear, click in and give a good review. The higher the score, the faster the update. It is said that those who give full marks to the new ones have finally found a beautiful wife!
Mobile station new revision upgrade address: , data and bookmarks are synchronized with the computer station, no ads and fresh reading!