Following the seat, William quickly found Anne and sat down in the empty seat next to her.

The girl with her legs raised and raised, winked at William.

Then, he came over like Bobo tea, sniffed around his clothes, and smiled in a hint: "It's all the taste of someone!"

"Do you care!" William knocked Anne's forehead and pushed her face away with disgust.

Terenie, Gabriel and Luna were also there, sitting together, holding leaflets to study.

Not far away, Hagrid sat alone in three seats, holding a bunch of snacks in his hand.

Harry was beside him, looking helpless, as if he was angry.

It turned out that he was squeezed directly into a corner by Hagrid, with almost no place to sit.

However, Hagrid did not notice Harry and looked at Mrs. Maxim directly.

As the referee, Mrs. Maxim naturally sat on the referee's seat.

It was a row of raised golden chairs, with four principals and Crouch sitting on it, empty on the far left, for Ludo.

From a distance, several people seemed to be dream mentors of a large music talent show.

Hagrid kept looking at Maxim, clenched his fists unconsciously, and crushed the packet of fried walnuts.

"Thank you, Hagrid." Annie smiled and took it over.

The walnuts were crushed, so she didn't need to peel them.

In addition to stir-fried walnuts, Hagrid also brings a lot of fried melon seeds and toasted almonds. It brings a lot of dried pumpkin and dried watermelon.

It can be seen that most of them were prepared for Mrs. Maxim.

But she sat in the referee's seat, which was naturally cheaper William and the others.

William asked, "The competition is out?"

"It's out." Terenie looked up and said excitedly: "Every warrior needs to protect a golden egg. Under the attack of the fire dragon, he will last for thirty minutes... It's so exciting, I want to participate."

"Golden Egg?"

"Yes, there is a special substance on the golden egg. The Fire Dragon will treat it as its own dragon egg and launch an indiscriminate attack on the warriors holding the golden egg." Trini explained.

"Interesting." William squinted his eyes and asked again, "What if the golden egg was snatched away by the Fire Dragon, or thrown away?"

"Just grab the golden egg again thirty minutes ago." Anne looked up and said, "But the rule points out that the more golden eggs the Warriors hold, the higher the score."

"Is this true?" William smiled slightly and said, "It not only encourages the warriors to cooperate and fight against the Fire Dragons, but also encourages the warriors to fight each other?

interesting!"

The purpose of the first project is obvious.

The Ministry of Magic does not believe that a single warrior can resist the attack of the fire dragon for half an hour while holding the golden egg.

So we encourage everyone to cooperate with each other.

But this kind of cooperation cannot be endless, and it is very likely that the gap will not be widened in the end. Therefore, the Warriors must compete.

Then, the number of golden eggs is the best measure.

When you fight against the Fire Dragon, you must snatch the golden eggs. But again, the more golden eggs you have, the higher the fire dragon will attack you.

If all the golden eggs are snatched away by you, you will definitely suck all the fire dragon's attention away.

This is a game of gains and losses.

Ten minutes later, Ludo Bagman finally appeared on the venue and sat on a golden chair.

He is the commentator of the game again today.

However, those who have watched the World Cup know that Lu Duo's commentary skills are too poor.

Although he is a professional athlete and has a good control over the details of the competition, his commentary is not passionate enough and he will not speak slutty.

The commentary is not sexy enough...what is the difference between silent?

What's more, this is not a Quidditch match, but a X-Strong Championship.

His Quidditch professionalism is not available, and he seems even more unprofessional.

So, a shout suddenly sounded in a corner.

"Lee Jordan!"

"Lee Jordan!"

"Lee Jordan!"

Fred stood in the crowd, holding a magic wand in his hand, like a musician, directing the students to cheer and shouting Lee's name.

The shouting was like a wave, and soon infected students from other colleges.

Except for the Snake Academy, students from the other three colleges followed suit.

Boothbarton and Demstrong don't have many students, and most of them even become Warriors.

At this moment, everyone sat on the chair with a confused look on their faces, watching the students in Hogwarts cheer.

This is the home court advantage!

"Who is Lee Jordan?"

On the referee's seat, Maxim turned his head and asked curiously.

"A student of Hogwarts, he is also a commentator from Quidditch in the school. I have heard his commentator." Dumbledore smiled.

"He is really good, passionate and fair."

Ludo glanced at Dumbledore, not knowing how to complain about him.

It was like he hadn't seen the final last semester.

"Do you need to change the commentary?" he shrugged, "I don't care."

If Lu Duo doesn’t come, he doesn’t want to be a commentator. After talking about the World Cup for a summer, he will be interested and lose his passion.

If someone wants to, he is eager to rest and be a referee on the stage.

"Barty, where are you?" Dumbledore looked at Crouch.

Crouch lowered his face and said, "There is no requirement in the rules. The commentator must be a wizard from the Ministry of Magic, as long as the Sports Department is designated."

"But I think Hogwarts students will be biased!" Kakarov opposed.

"This will affect the mentality of the players

"I think the number of warriors will have a greater impact than the impact of the commentary, right?" said Mrs. Maxim.

She seemed to be in a row with Kakarov, and she would sing a counter-tune with him every time.

"Hmph, do whatever you want." Kakarov had a gloomy face.

Dumbledore nodded and waved to Professor McGonagall.

After Professor McGonagall received the news, he squeezed out the crowd and found Lee.

Walking on the road, Professor McGonagall said extremely seriously: "Lee, this is a competition for three schools, you must not show your personal tendencies.

You can't implant advertisements, let alone swear words, do you know?!"

"I understand, professor, explain that I am professional!" Li said excitedly. "You can see."

Professor McGonagall glanced at him suspiciously.

Li walked up to the commentary stand, and soon his wild voice spread throughout the venue.

"The autumn wind brings joy, and flowers compete for beauty.

On this day of our little wizard, I am so happy. I am happy with you, so I am also happy to announce to you…”

Li shouted at the top of his lungs: "The X-Strong Championship has officially begun!"

Bang bang bang bang!

A fireworks erupted and exploded around the site.

"Okay, thanks to the spontaneous sponsorship of Akali's mysterious store, and the strong support of the Witch's Joe-Hotel Express Company..."

Li quickly carried a series of lists on his back and treated Professor McGonagall's cough as a breath of wind in his ears.

Li is still dedicated. After all, he has to finish the application fee after receiving the implantation advertising fee.

"Okay, before the game, everyone is looking forward to...who will win the championship in the end?"

Li still made preparations and showed his professionalism, saying:

"Come on, let's look at a set of data comparisons first.

As far as I know, Hogwarts has won 63 games in the past, with Busbaton following him...62 times.

But Demstrong still...zero times!"

Kakarov's face suddenly looked ugly, and his expression seemed to want to make a mud truck and knock Li to death.
To be continued...