Chapter 397： Ageing agent

Chapter 397: Aging Agent

While they were talking, Fred and Joe already took a parchment note and rushed towards the Goblet of Fire triumphantly.

There was a loud noise, and the twins flew out of the golden circle like a shot thrown. They flew high and fell with a heavy thump, and Harry and the others were all eyelids jumping wildly. It must be painful to fall.

It was not over yet, there was a loud crack, and their chins grew long white beards like Dumbledore's.

Seeing this scene, everyone burst into laughter. Even Fred and Joe laughed loudly when they got up from the ground and saw each other's white beard.

"I reminded you." A low, slightly smiling voice said, "The age line is not that easy to fool."

Everyone looked towards the door and saw Professor Dumbledore walking out of the auditorium.

He looked at the beards of Fred and Joe and said in a relaxed tone.

"I suggest you go to Mrs. Pomfrey. She is already taking care of Mr. Summers in Hufflepuff and Miss Fawcett in Ravenclaw. They have the same plans as you, and of course, their beards. Far less beautiful than yours."

Dumbledore said as he stroked his long white beard.

Fred and Joe had to walk towards the hospital, and Li Qiaodan followed them behind him, laughing non-stop.

With a burst of laughter, everyone walked into the auditorium and began to eat breakfast.

Today is Halloween, and the holiday atmosphere has begun in the school again. A large group of bats flew around the ceiling. I don't know where the tradition came from.

Compared to the bats that make people worry about pulling down dirty things, the pumpkin lanterns and the pumpkin men in the corner are much more friendly. They stayed quietly in the corner, dotted with various places.

Everyone was discussing along the way, those students who might participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

"Someone saw Wallings in the morning, and he voted for his name early in the morning." Dean Thomas gestured towards everyone, "It's the guy who looks like a sloth, the big Slytherin guy."

Harry reacted immediately, "That rude guy from the Slytherin team." He couldn't help shook his head in disgust, "The Slytherin guy is not qualified to be a Warrior."

Harry clearly remembered how these guys were waving sticks at the Gryffindor girls on the court.

"Hufflepuff's students are all talking about Diggory." Seamus said dismissively, "I guess he doesn't have the guts to risk his handsome appearance."

"Something happened," Hermione said suddenly.

There was a warm applause from the foyer outside the auditorium. Everyone turned around and looked towards the hall, only to see Angelina Johansson walked into the auditorium happily, her face was filled with unconcealable joy, and the corners of her grinning mouth could not be closed.

Angelina is the chaser of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a tall girl, whose skin has been tanned due to long training.

She came over happily, greeted Harry and Ron and said, "Hey, I did it. I threw my name into the Goblet of Fire."

"You're kidding." Ron said in disbelief. Angelina is not like someone who can lie to the age line. Fred and Joco just failed. According to George, it takes a powerful confusing spell or compound decoction to deceive the age line.

Angelina smiled, knowingly asked, "What about you, are you seventeen years old?"

"It's not obvious, I don't have the beards of Fred and Joe." Ron said disapprovingly.

"I just passed my birthday last week." Angelina grinned and said happily, "I just turned seventeen."

"Oh, oh, happy birthday. I'm so glad that Gryffindor has signed up." Hermione said with an open eyebrow, "I really hope you succeed, Angelina."

"Thank you, Hermione." Angelina cheerfully accepted everyone's congratulations.

"That's great, Angelina is much better than Diggory, the butterscotch." Seamus said happily, causing the passing Hufflepuff students to glare.

"What shall we do next?" Ron said discouragedly. He finally realized that it is not easy to deceive the age line.

What's more, even if you lie to the age line, you are just competing for luck with other Hogwarts students. Blatantly violating school rules, just to try your luck, then it doesn't seem too interesting.

Harry and Hermione both looked at George, wanting to see what he had planned.

George waved his hand and said, "Go and play by yourself. I'm going to visit the district. After class a week, I have to take a break and combine work and rest."

"Well, should we go and see Hagrid?" Harry suggested. Yesterday they saw Hagrid got hurt, and they didn't know if Hagrid's snails would cause trouble.

"Whatever." Ron said non-committal. "I just hope he doesn't let us feed our fingers to the snails."

There was an excited smile on Hermione's face, and she said happily, "Okay, just go to Hagrid, I just remembered that I haven't let Hagrid join S.P.E.W."

She quickly said, "Wait for me, I'll go upstairs to get a badge, and it will be done right away." After speaking, she immediately ran upstairs.

"She started again." Ron watched Hermione run up the marble stairs speechlessly.

"At least she didn't put all her energy on this matter." Harry could only comfort himself, and Hermione hadn't lost her mind anyhow.

"Look over there, Ron." There was another discovery in Harry's sight. "It's your foreign girlfriend..."

"That's not my friend Ron said that, his eyes were already looking straight over there.

The group of students at Boothbatten was walking in front from the grass outside, and Harry saw the girl like Veeva at a glance.

The other students around the Goblet of Fire gave way backwards, letting Boothbatten's students pass, and stared at their actions.

Mrs. Maxim followed the students and walked into the hall. She ordered the students to line up. Let the students of Boothbatten cross the circle of age line one by one. Let them throw the parchment with their name in their hands into the wooden cup burning with blue and white flames.

With the input of the parchment, the blue and white flames quickly turned red as if they had swallowed the fuel, and sparks burst out again.

"I don't know what will happen to the students who are not selected?" Ron stared straight at the girl like Veeva, watching her throw the parchment with the name into the goblet of fire. Unfortunately, he could not see the name written on it.

(To be continued.)