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Didn't you see that Ron and Harry were already entangled in her flowing silver hair, unable to escape from her charming silver eyes, and were already immersed in them, unable to extricate themselves.
Their disgraceful performance so irritated the fluffy-haired, delicate-looking little witch sitting opposite them that she thrust a fork into her bread fiercely, almost chopping it into crumbs.
But unfortunately, this action still failed to make her two friends across from her change their minds.
Hu Xiuwu and others who were about to stand up also saw this scene. Some young people in the team were also a little agitated. They looked at the girl who was the focus of everyone's attention with dazed eyes, and did not notice that their boss next to them had turned pale.
Upon seeing this, Hu Xiuwu snapped his fingers, and sparks flew between his fingers. The flying sparks fell on the people around him, as if they were burned by the fire, or as if a basin of cold water was poured on their heads, and their blurred eyes instantly cleared up.
Just to keep them awake, they themselves were not too obsessed, and Hu Xiuwu did not use much force, so Zhu Quan, Hua Ming and others' state of desirelessness and ruthlessness did not last long, and they lowered their heads in embarrassment and shame in Bi Youlong's eyes that were about to spit fire.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was on these girls, so this gaffe was not noticed by others.
But this obviously did not satisfy Bi Youlong, and he angrily scolded them in front of Zhang Zhiwei:
"They are all old people who know everything, but they are not as calm and composed as two children. Have they been trained to be like dogs over the years? They are actually bewitched by a girl."
Zhu Quan said ashamedly: "I also feel strange. Although the French girl is indeed very beautiful, she is not my type. But I don't know why, I can't take my eyes off her when I see her."
Zhang Zhiwei looked at the girl. This charming temperament seemed familiar to him. "That girl does have an unusual charm, which seems to be natural. Who is she?"
Hua Ming quickly expiated his sins and explained to the Heavenly Master: "That must be the star student of Beauxbatons School of Magic, Fleur Delacour. She is one-quarter Veela and can charm humans unconsciously. We were tricked by her."
Bi Youlong was still furious: "Why are Hu Xiuwu and Zhang Lingyu fine? Go back and train in the bunker!"
Hu Xiuwu has been practicing the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts for many years, so he doesn't take this temptation seriously at all. In contrast, Zhang Lingyu's expression is a little strange. There is no obsession in his eyes, but rather a bit of disgust. But if you look more closely, it is clear that there is a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.
Judging from Hu Xiuwu's experience of being gossiped about for many years, there must be something big going on here.
When Zhang Lingyu saw Hu Xiuwu beside him staring at him with shining eyes, he avoided his gaze uncharacteristically, looking as if he was too shy to speak and didn't want to talk more.
I am even more curious! Could it be that Zhang Lingyu, who looks very upright and is determined to become an excellent successor of the Tianshi Mansion, is also in a premature love relationship?
Hu Xiuwu was laughing in his heart, but the explosion in his ears interrupted his thoughts.
The sound of cannons exploding outside the auditorium attracted everyone's attention, and another group of people rushed into the auditorium.
The difference is that this time they were a group of tall and mighty men, holding short staffs, wearing fur cloaks and blood-red robes, and they did not look like students at all.
They lined up neatly in two long teams, waving their short staffs, striking the ground to create sparks, and using magic to create a giant fire snake.
"Didn't they say it was just a formality? Why are these two schools playing such a circus? It's like a juggling act." Hu Xiuwu stroked his chin: "Does the Goblet of Fire have this procedure?"
How would I know? We haven't rehearsed it.
Bi Youlong was worried in his heart. Looking at the skilled postures of these schools, it was obvious that they had been trained. These European guys didn't even inform us of these things. They were really petty.
Just as Bi Youlong was complaining about the Ministry of Magic, the starry dome of the auditorium seemed to feel the same way. The clear starry sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
The continuous and violent thunder made the students of Hogwarts a little overwhelmed. They didn't know what was going on. The students of Beauxbatons also looked terrified. Fleur, who had charmed everyone just now, hugged a little girl who looked like her in her arms to comfort her.
Faced with the thunder and lightning, a man holding a cane tightly in his hand at the door of the auditorium had a look of fear on his face like the little girl, and was hesitant, wondering whether he should go in.
The restless atmosphere was quickly suppressed by Dumbledore. The person who was still in a trance in the hall was gently pushed by the student behind him, hoping to bring him back to his senses:
"Headmaster, Headmaster, Headmaster Karkaroff!"
Igor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, finally came to his senses, coughed twice, suppressed his emotions, and pretended nothing had happened.
"I'm fine, Viktor."
He first comforted Viktor Krum beside him, and then said to the people next to them with a pleasant face:
"Mr. Raymond, please come with us."
Then, he straightened his clothes and walked into the auditorium with his head held high, but the professors at Hogwarts obviously did not like him very much. Moody made no secret of his disgust and vigilance towards him. His Magic Eye never left his side, keeping a close eye on Igor Karkaroff.
Igor Karkaroff seemed to know that he was not very popular. After accepting Dumbledore's hug, he quietly entered the professor's seat. Even though Moody stared at him with a thief-like look, he was too guilty to dare to return the greeting. The students of Durmstrang, led by Krum, came to the Slytherin seat and sat down.
In front of the auditorium, Dumbledore and Spencer were still talking to a group of people in suits and ties, dressed like stock market elites, who had just come in with the Durmstrang students. In the middle of the group was a child wearing tight combat uniforms and with a blank expression.
Needless to say, Hu Xiuwu also guessed who these people were:
"As expected, this is a competition that Durmstrang strongly recommended me to join. Behemoth and Durmstrang are together. This is really not a surprising development."
"Who is the leader?"
Bi Youlong said solemnly, "That's Raymond Tillerson, a director of Behemoth. He owns several large companies and has abundant funds. He is in charge of European affairs in Behemoth."
Something happened at home, so I will take a day off tomorrow.
Chapter 239: Golden Crow Cleansing the Heart
"We are the only ones left, let's go too."
After Behemoth and Durmstrang's people went in, Bi Youlong asked everyone to stand up and prepare to appear. He thought that since Britain attached so much importance to the Goblet of Fire, the opening ceremony would be more serious.
Who would have thought it would be so casual, with no order and no one arranged to organize the process. Whoever comes can do it. It's too casual, too free and too casual.
I was crazy to believe they would seriously hold a welcoming ceremony.
Bi Youlong felt disgusted with the British Ministry of Magic's ability to act.
Hu Xiuwu came over and asked Bi Youlong: "Mr. Bi, do we want to do the whole thing as well? Just to show our appreciation?"
Then, tell him your subsequent thoughts.
Bi Youlong did not comment after hearing this: "Don't hurt the students, don't damage our image, it's up to you."
"okay!"
Several people lined up quickly. Tianshi, as the elder, led the team and stood in front of it. Zhang Lingyu followed behind him, and Bi Youlong and Hu Xiuwu supported him from both sides. The rest of the Nadutong employees consciously and well-trainedly formed a square team.
With the entry of Beauxbatons, Behemoth, Durmstrang and others, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more heated, and the students discussed the Goblet of Fire.
bump!
The door that had just been closed was pushed open again, and a group of golden-feathered fire crows flew in from outside the auditorium. Their bodies were like colored glaze, and their feathers were like sunlight. They circled and danced in the sky above the auditorium, playing and frolicking with the starlight and candlelight.
These Golden Crows were condensed by Hu Xiuwu using the Tushita Fire, and their appearance was learned from the vassal Golden Crows outside the Lion's Sun Wheel. They were not copied from the appearance in picture albums and books, so they appear more lively, natural and adorable.
The students were all attracted by these dazzling and beautiful little guys.
Ron exclaimed, "Are all these birds Phoenix?"
"Of course not. Haven't you studied for Care of Magical Creatures? We're going to take OWLs (Ordinary Wizarding Levels) next year, and you can't even tell the difference between a Phoenix and a Phoebe."
"There will be a long shiny tail feather behind it, and the Phoenix has two legs, but you can see clearly that these birds have three legs."
Before Harry, who had met Dumbledore's Phoenix, could express his opinion, a little witch sitting opposite Ron immediately refuted him. This witch had thick, fluffy long brown hair like weeds, and a pair of slightly large front teeth, but these shortcomings turned into playful and cute features against her delicate face.
But her tone was not as pleasant as her appearance; her words were sharp and aggressive, with the condescending manner of a teacher teaching students and the aggressive manner of a mother educating her child.
But Ron on the other side was obviously used to it. He was lectured by Hermione, but he did not doubt her words at all. He just muttered a little dissatisfiedly:
"There's still more than a year until OWL. How come you're like my mom?"
Hermione said, "That's because what Madam Molly and I said are right. If you want to be an Auror, you must pass at least five NEWT exams. But you and Harry's grades are so poor, can you really pass them?"
Hit the bullseye!
Now not only Ron, but even Harry next to him could only hang his head dejectedly. He was also hurt. It was because what Hermione's mother said was true.
snort!
Seeing her two friends opposite her lowered their heads, Hermione raised her little head and snorted softly, venting out her resentment at being ignored by them just now.
After the Golden Crow cleared the way, its feathers fell to the ground, forming a golden carpet. Stepping on the golden carpet, the Heavenly Master entered the auditorium first and led the team towards the hall.
The students were all looking at them. This scene was nothing but a small occasion for the Heavenly Master. He walked forward leisurely, as naturally as strolling in Longhu Mountain.
Not to mention Hu Xiuwu, even Zhang Lingyu did not feel any restrained or uneasy. He did stay in the mountains all year round, but now Longhu Mountain and the Taoist temple in the front mountain are no longer quiet places. There are often tourists and believers coming to burn incense, worship gods, and travel and visit.
During the morning and evening classes at Mount Longhu every day, Zhang Lingyu's otherworldly appearance made him, like Hu Xiuwu, surrounded by many female pilgrims and believers who admired his chanting. Zhang Lingyu had long been accustomed to the feeling of being the center of attention.
When the golden carpet reached the end, Hu Xiuwu turned around and controlled the crows flying in the auditorium, landing accurately in front of every student in the auditorium, even those from Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and Behemoth were no exception.
The petite three-legged golden crow jumped and danced in front of them, spreading its wings, attracting the love of many little girls.
Harry also liked the Golden Crow that looked like a phoenix. It reminded him of the phoenix in Dumbledore's hands that saved him from a snake's kiss.
Harry wanted to touch it, but the little golden crow dodged his hand and bumped into his forehead.
After being hit on the forehead by the Golden Crow, Harry's body suddenly burst into flames.
The flames came and went quickly, and after the flames died down, Harry suddenly felt his own mess of emotions and troubles falling from his body like autumn leaves, just like the last time he was almost kissed by a Dementor, but unlike last time, he did not feel any pain, because this time not only did the happiness leave him, but the pain also disappeared.
His love for Zhang Qiu, his resentment towards his uncle's family, his fear and hatred towards Voldemort, and his longing for his parents all left him.
Slowly, Harry felt that everything in the world was getting farther and farther away from him. He felt happiness in this quietness, just like he was sleeping soundly in his mother's arms, or as if he was slowly floating upwards, floating towards the heaven that the priest in the church talked about when he was a child, where he could enjoy eternal peace.
But this feeling of tranquility faded away slowly after a short while, and all kinds of thoughts came to his mind again. The happiness just now had not dissipated yet, but it made Harry feel empty.
Not only him, but also Ron and Hermione beside him were like this. The little lions who were known for their bravery and recklessness were actually as quiet and peaceful as old cats who had just filled their stomachs and were basking in the sun.
This is a small gift that Hu Xiuwu gives to others.
Using the Tushita fire as a guide, let them experience the feeling of joy and bliss for a moment in advance.
As for why it is not the state of letting go of thoughts and being pure.
That is not a small gift. Even Hu Xiuwu cannot truly give up all thoughts and be pure. When he was young, he was in a state of being heartless and desireless, which could only be regarded as a state of being possessed by a demon and giving up all thoughts and being pure in the wrong way.
Nowadays, apart from Feng Baobao, who else dares to say that he has truly attained the Five Elements? Even the Heavenly Master has his own little thoughts. Hu Xiuwu also proudly affirms that Chen Duo has his shadow in his heart.
However, just experiencing a moment of blissful joy can already benefit them greatly.
The people sitting on the high seats were all masters of the alien world, so they naturally understood this clearly. Dumbledore smiled and nodded to Hu Xiuwu, thanking him on behalf of the students.
Having received Hu Xiuwu's favor for nothing, Madame Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons School, developed a good impression of him, but Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang, had a very strange expression. His unnatural and awkward gratitude was mixed with a bit of vigilance and fear.
Spencer looked at Hu Xiuwu seriously, trying to imprint his appearance firmly in his mind.
Release hundreds of crows with special functions, and accurately control them to land in front of each student.
Vast magic power and superb control.
Spencer had only seen one person in all these years who had such accomplishments at this age.
That man was Albus Dumbledore.
As the person in charge of the alien world on the European continent, it is his responsibility to keep possible threats in mind and come up with countermeasures, just like the old Taoist priest next to him.
Hu Xiuwu will also become a threat to the European continent in the future, just because of his talent and because he is not from the alien world of the European continent.
Dumbledore and the Taoist Priest had been chatting happily for a long time and had become close friends, so Dumbledore welcomed the Taoist Priest and Bi Youlong to their seats in a familiar manner.