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Chapter 101 The Triumph of the Three: Entrance

Chapter 101 The Triwizard Tournament: Entrance

Little Barty had finally waited for the weekend, but when he stepped out of the lounge, he was stunned because there were students everywhere outside the door, roughly thirty or forty of them.

"Professor, we have some questions about our studies. If you have time, could you please answer them for us?"

Little Barty sighed and led everyone to the first-grade classroom, answering their questions one by one. He thought he could leave after answering all the students' questions, but unexpectedly, the classroom became increasingly crowded. After breakfast, after lunch, and until dinner was about to begin, the classroom was finally empty.

"Is the learning atmosphere at Hogwarts really this intense now?"

Barty Jr. also attended Hogwarts. He thought he could easily blend in, but now it seems he was too naive.

We need to think of a way —

Although Barty was frustrated that he couldn't get the message out, he still paid attention in class. Although Irving never showed up again, he would listen in outside every class until the very end.

Time passed little by little, and before they knew it, it was October. The students were unaware of the Three Kingdoms Tournament, so they didn't feel anything. Right now, they were still immersed in the various facilities in the branch building.

Even the most adventurous Gryffindors no longer went out at night, which greatly reduced the workload for Mr. Filch and Mrs. Lorris.

Filch, though still a gatekeeper, has changed drastically. He no longer wears his tattered clothes, but instead dons a proper wizard's robe. Although his appearance hasn't changed, the change in clothes has made him look quite handsome.

What's even more remarkable is that his personality and temperament have completely changed. He no longer hates the young wizards. He will smile and forgive the first-year wizards for making a mess of the castle, and then carefully clean it up. But he will be sarcastic and mean to the second-year and above wizards.

"Second grade and still can't clean? What a waste of being a wizard! — Whirlwind Sweep."

Being mocked by a Squirrel and then having someone use magic to close the gap and unleash a powerful attack doesn't feel good at all.

The first-year students studied the cleansing spells the most diligently. When someone used Cleanse to clean themselves of mud and other dirt before entering the castle, Filch would applaud them and praise them as "little genius wizards." In this way, the students were thoroughly controlled by the gatekeeper.

"Owen, before dinner tonight, why don't you come with us to the castle to greet our guests?"

"I'm not going."

Owen refused, because just yesterday he received a letter from Beauxbatons, the witch he had put to sleep in the alchemy workshop. The letter said she was arriving soon and asked Owen to pick her up, as she wanted to see this big bad guy as soon as possible!

Is this all you're going to do?

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Very well, the professors will all be coming out, and the students in the Great Hall also need to be managed. In that case, Owen, you will be in charge of the students in the Great Hall. You can let them know."

There's not much to say about that. He could choose not to welcome them, but he couldn't be absent. He could ignore the people of Durmstrang, but he couldn't ignore Ms. Maxim. That giant headmistress had been extremely kind to him.

Dinner time was approaching, and the students entered the Great Hall. To their surprise, they found two more rows of tables, though they weren't as long, and none of the professors were there; only Irving was standing there.

"Everyone, please keep quiet for a moment. Tonight, Hogwarts will be welcoming guests from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Their purpose in coming is because the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year. I have only one request for you all, and that is to show your true selves in front of outsiders. Hogwarts is the oldest of all magic schools, and we do not need to show a mask to anyone."

applaud!

Thunderous applause!

Owen pressed his hands down, and the students quieted down again. He continued, "Regarding the Triwizard Tournament, Headmaster Dumbledore will provide an explanation, so I won't go into detail here. However, it seems that—"

Dinner will have to be postponed a little, please bear with us, after all, we should still be polite.

The students laughed and began to whisper among themselves until Owen spoke up and said "Quiet!" The Great Hall fell silent again. The next second, the doors opened, and Dumbledore and the other professors entered first. After they were seated, the Headmaster of Durmstrang and the students came in.

Seeing how they entered, Irving had to hold back his laughter.

Durmstrang's students were all tall and strong. When they entered, they were all very imposing. Because of their large stature, they walked with a swaying gait. Even though the one leading them was a Quidditch star, he looked like a group of thugs coming to collect protection money.

After the presentation, they sat down at the arranged table, and then Beauxbatons entered. Unlike Durmstrang, this time all the attendees were young ladies, dressed in the school's distinctive uniforms. Every few steps, they would bend over, leaving the Hogwarts students in awe.

If Durmstrang's entrance was like that of thugs, then Beauxbatons' entrance was like that of a group of dancers putting on a show. In any case, none of their elaborately choreographed entrances caught Irving's eye.

But looking behind them—

Owen finally smiled. He immediately spotted the giant female headmistress following the students in. She walked over and, ignoring the stares of others, scooped Owen up in her arms and hugged him tightly: "Darling, we meet again. I'm so happy to see you looking so energetic."

"I'm also a lady, and it's a pleasure to see you again."

The giantess headmistress put Owen back on the ground, then led the students to their seats. Owen also took his seat, and that was it. Dumbledore stepped forward, and the Goblet of Fire was placed in the Great Hall. After he explained the rules of the Triwizard Tournament in detail, dinner began.

But just then, at Beauxbatons' table, a very pretty student suddenly stood up, and ignoring everyone else's stares, ran all the way to Owen's table, squeezed next to him, and sat down in the same chair with him.

"You big bad guy, why didn't you come to pick me up?"

No one can resist getting close to a beautiful woman, and Irving was no exception. Hibiscus's actions were a huge favor to him, especially among the students.

"busy!"

Furong rolled her eyes, then sat down next to him and started eating. Countless male students were heartbroken, but many female students' eyes lit up.

The girls mature early, and the female students from the four departments had long had their eyes on Irving, but there hadn't been a suitable opportunity yet. That was because Irving hadn't shown any unusual interest in women in his daily life, which they interpreted as him not being mature enough. So many of them were waiting.

It seems that Irving has finally matured, and he has not shown any aversion to women.

Let that woman have her way first. She'll leave eventually. Once she's gone, Owen will still be at Hogwarts!

Irving's favorite saying makes a lot of sense: "Flowing water doesn't compete for its length, but for its continuous flow." Similarly, they don't need to compete for this moment, because they have plenty of time to spend together day and night.

I understand the logic, but seeing that woman crowding around Owen, chatting and laughing—I still get so angry!