Hogwarts's Master of Mind

On October 30th, all classes for that afternoon were ended.

Harry was very excited because there was no Potions class in the afternoon, and his joy made Aiden look sideways.

"Did you catch up with Qiu Zhang?" Aiden looked at him curiously.

"Ah, what, it's not that I don't have one." Harry spoke incoherently.

Shaking his head at the innocent boy, Aiden walked through the corridor towards the front door.

When they arrived at the Black Lake, Dumbledore was already waiting there.

"Professor Dumbledore, if you really have some free time, I recommend you go and reminisce with your old lover instead of bothering your students."

Aiden was clearly unhappy about being dragged out of the lab.

"You are now the face of Hogwarts. You have to be shown off. You can't stay in the laboratory every day." Dumbledore winked at him.

I was puzzled by the old principal's inexplicable desire to win, but since outsiders were approaching, I had to give the principal some face.

"Quick, they are coming, take off your hats," said Dumbledore.

Then Aiden took off his hat, and the wizard with dragon horns by the Black Lake immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Wow, he has horns", "This is the legendary dragon man.", "As expected of the rose of Ravenclaw".....

Aiden has no time to pay attention to the crowd of spectators at Hogwarts.

Twelve divine horses pulled a gray-blue carriage and rushed down from the sky. The divine horses had golden fur, silver mane and fiery red eyes.

In the Black Lake, the mighty warships broke through the water and slowly approached.

Madame Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbatons, stepped down from the carriage.

According to Aiden's estimation, she should be as tall as Hagrid, with a pretty face and elegant manners.

The students behind her were wearing thin blue silk and were fully educated by the British climate as soon as they got off the bus.

The Durmstrang students were clearly well prepared, wearing thick coats.

In the evening, Hogwarts held a grand banquet to welcome guests from afar.

Students from the two colleges performed a unique entrance ceremony for the crowd.

The appearance of Viktor Krum made all the young wizards in the hall fall in love with him.

After the performance, the Beauxbatons students were placed at the Ravenclaw table, while the Durmstrang students were placed at the Slytherin table.

Draco looked at Krum in front of him and fawned over him respectfully, which made Aiden, who was looking around at the students, laugh out loud.

"Oh, hello, I'm Fleur Delacour, and this is my sister Gabrielle Delacour." Aiden's laughter and dragon horns attracted Fleur.

"Hello, I'm Aiden Prewett." Aiden stretched out his hand and shook her hand.

"You are a dragon man, a dragon man from Prewitt. I heard from my grandmother that you were active throughout Europe fifty years ago." Furong said with a curious look.

Just as Aiden was about to speak, Dumbledore above began to speak.

"Dear students, I am glad that we can gather together to hold the Triwizard Tournament once again. Believe me, this tournament is not for the weak."

Through his half-moon eyes, Dumbledore looked at every eager little wizard until he saw a dull, heterochromatic eye.

"Regarding this competition, I need to introduce..."

As Dumbledore was speaking, George suddenly stood up and loudly asked him if he was joking.

"Well, speaking of jokes I do know a good one where a troll, a hammy, and a leprechaun walk into a bar and..."

"Ahem!" Professor McGonagall interrupted Dumbledore when he was about to finish the joke with great joy.

"Well, the glory of the Triwizard Tournament will belong to the little wizard who completes three tasks, three extremely dangerous tasks. For this purpose, the Ministry of Magic will introduce new rules and invite them to come up and explain them."

After saying this, Dumbledore moved away from the podium and Barty Crouch walked up.

"After careful consideration by the Ministry of Magic, we have decided that students under the age of seventeen are not allowed to participate in this competition. This decision cannot be changed."

As the decision was announced, the students below began to curse.

"Not fair.", "Rubbish decision!", "Pfft, that's nonsense."...

"Quiet." Seeing that Barty Crouch had been scolded enough, Dumbledore came out to restore order.

Dumbledore took out his wand and melted the outer packaging of the Goblet of Fire, and a gorgeously decorated cup appeared before everyone.

Aiden felt the powerful force of the contract from above.

"Is it a replica of the Slate of Silence?" Aiden thought, stroking his chin.

"It seems that everyone is dissatisfied with this rule. I will set an age limit around the Goblet of Fire. Young wizards under the age of seventeen who are willing to take the challenge can try.

Use all your wisdom and courage to win the qualification to participate in the competition!"

After saying that, Dumbledore waved his wand and said, "The dinner begins."

Food began to appear on the four long tables. In order to cater to the guests who came from afar, the house-elves even prepared French fish seafood soup and milk jelly.

Karkaroff surrounded Krum and asked him about his well-being, and even ordered the house-elves to prepare mulled wine.

But when he turned around to face the other students, he showed an extremely cold expression.

Aiden shrugged and looked away.

"Hello, Mr. Prewett, I have a question to ask you." Gabrielle Delacour came over.

"Well, you say." The hungry dragon grabbed the steak and chewed it wildly.

"Are you of Veela descent as well?" Gabrielle asked.

"How is that possible? Have you ever seen a mixed-race person?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Gabrielle, don't be rude to her. I'm sorry Mr. Prewett, she's usually spoiled by us at home." Fleur apologized calmly.

"No." Gabrielle went back with the mixed fish and seafood soup. It seemed that she didn't come here to chat.

Aiden, whose fish and seafood soup was taken away: “…”

As he sat very close to Fleur and Gabrielle, Aiden felt the gazes coming from all directions.

All eyes were directed towards Furong, and a few even looked at Aiden.

This made the dragon, who was disturbed during his meal, a little unhappy. The shock leaked a little, and the burning gaze he had been looking at here turned into fear.

The three of them felt a lot quieter.

"Mr. Prewett, what did you just do?" Furong looked at Aiden after noticing something.

"Give a warning to those guys who don't know how to restrain themselves. Sometimes being tough can save you a lot of trouble, right, Miss Delacour?" Aiden winked at them.

After eating and drinking, Dumbledore stood on the podium again.

"I believe everyone has already satisfied their stomachs. At the end of the dinner, I need to introduce you to the members of the jury."

Dumbledore stood in the middle and pointed his finger to the sky. The flame in the Goblet of Fire flew into the sky and formed several words.

"They are Olympe Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons, and Igor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang.

Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Magic, Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, and myself."

When Dumbledore finished speaking, there was warm applause from the audience.

"Okay, the dinner is over."

As Dumbledore finished his words, the young wizards began to head to the common room.

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were placed in Ravenclaw and Slytherin respectively, and perhaps for this purpose, they would sit at corresponding tables when they first started eating.