Chapter 219: mere gravel
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Gryffindor's lounge was boiling, and in the following time, students rushed back to the lounge from the outside with eager faces.
A group of girls came back to the lounge from the outside, and Angelina looked at the twins excitedly: "I signed up!"
twin:"……"
How to say? condolences?
"What's the situation in other colleges?" Iger looked at Angelina curiously.
Angelina pinched her chin and thought for a moment: "The handsome guy from Hufflepuff, Diggory also signed up, several senior students from Slytherin also signed up, and many Ravenclaw students signed up. ."
"Ravenclaw?" Hermione was a little surprised.
"Yeah, people in their academy have always regarded themselves very highly, and it's not surprising that the number of applicants is large. In contrast, Slytherin is the academy with the least enrollment." Angelina smiled.
"Actually..." Hermione looked at Iger hesitantly and whispered, "I also want to sign up..."
Iger was stunned: "Go if you want."
Hermione was a little embarrassed, and tugged at Iger's arm awkwardly: "But don't you want us to sign up? You say it's dangerous..."
"I will protect you." The corners of Iger's mouth curled up: "I won't let you sign up, just because I'm lazy to save people and don't want to move..."
Hermione: "..."
"Then... I went to sign up?" Hermione looked at Iger.
"Go, I'll accompany you." Iger smiled.
"Where are you going?" Harry looked up at the two who were walking towards the door.
"Hermione is going to sign up, are you coming too?" Iger turned to look at Harry.
Harry grinned. "Of course!"
He has wanted to sign up for a long time, but he has never been too embarrassed.
The twins looked at each other: "If that's the case... then we..."
It just sounded a little shaky...
"Aren't you... um?" Iger raised his chin.
"But Angelina has signed up." Fred shrugged: "Not to mention it sounds quite exciting..."
Both twins are afraid of fire dragons, but in the end, they are still Gryffindor...
Still a typical Gryffindor...
"Then let's go together." Iger smiled, turned and left.
A group of people cheered excitedly and walked towards the auditorium around Iger.
As soon as he entered the auditorium, Iger saw Durmstrang's students drop notes in the Goblet of Fire. Krum glanced at Iger gloomily, and then his eyes stayed on Hermione's face beside Iger.
Iger sneered, grabbed Hermione's waist, and calmly declared his sovereignty.
Hermione didn't pay attention to Iger's small movements, but just glanced at Krum with disgust, and then like a haughty little swan, Shi Shiran stepped forward and threw in her name.
Harry didn't pay attention to Krum's group of people, just looked at the Goblet of Fire in front of him with some embarrassment: "I was thinking just now, how embarrassing it would be if the cup crumpled my name and threw it out..."
"In fact, there are even more shameful things." Iger smiled: "For example, you can't even put in your name..."
"That's right..." Harry shrugged.
Seeing that a group of people stepped forward and put their names in, Iger smiled: "Is there no regrets now? Even if you can't choose, I think you should be balanced in your hearts."
"Look, it's her." Ron said suddenly, "It's from Beauxbatons."
"That mixed-race Veela..." Iger smiled.
In the distance, the students of Beauxbatons lined up and walked towards the Goblet of Fire, and the people around hurriedly made way for a passage. I have to say that the students of Beauxbatons, who have high self-esteem, are very powerful. Iger felt that They should have a common language with Ravenclaw students.
The group of students threw their names into the goblet of fire one by one, and the flames in the goblet of fire constantly switched between blue and red, shooting out little sparks.
"It's a pity, if Iger can sign up..." Ron muttered.
"The premise of their competition is that Iger is absolutely not allowed to participate in the competition." Hermione glanced at him, obviously feeling a little resentful.
"Even if he participates, we will still participate in the game." Not far behind, a voice that sounded very stiff and broken English sounded, and a group of people turned their heads to look, Krum was frowning at Iger.
"Shh" The twins immediately gave thumbs up in unison: "You deserve it too?"
Krum's face was gloomy: "It's just a dark wizard."
"Iger is not a dark wizard." Hermione stepped forward and glared at Krum: "Are you prejudiced against him? In comparison, the gloomy you guys look more like dark wizards, right? Everyone knows, Durmstrang taught black magic."
Krum paused for a moment: "But he let Grindelwald go."
"Damn, is Grindelwald still a student taught by Durmstrang, so, according to what you mean... I should destroy Grindelwald's alma mater...?" He glanced at Krum casually: " Besides, what evidence do you have that... Grindelwald was released by me?"
"The whole of Europe said that you let it go." Krum's face was gloomy. Besides you, who else has the time to decorate the cell?
"Yeah, I also said that he was released by me." Iger shrugged: "But you have to show evidence. If there is no evidence to talk nonsense, it will kill people..."
The voice fell, and a vast and majestic magic power spurted out from Iger, and smashed towards Krum like a mountain.
"Stop!!" The old voice sounded, and a shield suddenly appeared on Krum's body to protect him firmly, and Dumbledore appeared helpless in front of everyone.
"I didn't do it..." Ai Ge Shi Shiran brushed his sleeves, and before Dumbledore said anything, he said, "I just accidentally rioted with magic, I'm really sorry..."
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Krum's forehead. At that moment, he felt that he was oppressed and seemed to be unable to breathe, and the shadow of death shrouded his heart for a moment.
In the crowd, Karkaroff hurried forward to drag Krum away, and left with his students tremblingly.
He deeply understands that the young man of the other party is not something he can provoke. The other party's Legilimency shot two years ago still causes him to have nightmares from time to time. If it was replaced by the little cubs in the school, there was no possibility of resistance. sex.
So he didn't say anything, didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly dragged Krum away.
There was silence in the auditorium, and Iger sneered disdainfully: "The mere gravel is not half as good as me."
The boy's crisp voice was particularly loud in the auditorium, and Durmstrang's students suddenly froze and quickened their pace of leaving.
But the other party is so provocative, of course, Iger has no reason to let it go easily. In the crowd, Iger raised his chin while holding his arms, with a reckless expression on his face...
Go away I'm going to pretend!
"Oh, why should the weak fight?"
Durmstrang's students seemed a little embarrassed, but in the end they were forced to leave by Karkaroff's eyes.
"That boy is so handsome..." A few girls whispered among Beauxbatons' students.
Dumbledore looked at Iger, who was wantonly pretending to be in the adoring eyes of the students, with a humming in his head.
"Iger, to be friendly with VIPs, I hope this is the last time."
After thinking about it, Dumbledore just stammered out such a sentence in the end, he really didn't know what to say.
Are you saying he's too much?
It's just competition among the students.
But if you don't say anything... it doesn't seem like that is the case?