The three of them returned to the castle for lunch.
"Father—Mother!" Draco was shocked when he sat down at the Slytherin table. "What are you doing here?"
"Come to see Sherrin's finals!" Narcissa said with a loving smile, "And also come to see my baby Draco."
Lucius snorted and said in a deep voice: "Draco, how did you do in the exam?"
"Ah, this... I think it should be okay," Draco said. "I can't remember the names of all the rebel goblins. Seriously, who is going to remember these? I made up a few at random, but anyway, magic Historical knowledge has no practical use for our future career, right?"
Lucius was about to say something, but was interrupted by Narcissa, "You are right, these old antiques are only the pedantic old scholars who are interested in studying them. When my mother was in magic, The history exam is also made up randomly... From now on, if you want to know anything, you can naturally ask your servants to check it for you."
Lucius sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Narcissa, you are just too spoiled to him. Look at Xie Lin, his history of magic is amazing, and the consultants on the history of magic hired by the family are probably far behind." Not as good as him."
Although there is only one butler and one house elf living in Malfoy Manor, this does not mean that there are no other servants in the Malfoy family. When Lucius manages the family business, he often needs talents from all walks of life to advise him, and these talents are collectively called "staff".
They are often experts in certain fields and have extensive knowledge or extremely special skills in the corresponding fields. They do not live in the manor on weekdays, but they need to respond to the call of the family leader anytime and anywhere, come to answer questions or provide advice to the family leader.
At this time, Daphne, Astoria, and Pansy also sat over.
"Hello, aunt and uncle," the three girls called obediently.
"Ah," Narcissa gave them a warm hug, "the two young ladies from Greengrass and Miss Parkinson, we haven't seen each other for just a few years, and you are becoming more and more beautiful."
"Auntie, you are the same. I just looked over and saw your figure from a distance, and I was still wondering when Xie Lin had a sister." Daphne joked.
"Haha, you are really good at talking." Narcissa smiled from ear to ear. She quickly glanced at Lucius, and both of them nodded secretly.
"Come on, everyone is 'ourselves', let's sit down and eat together!" Narcissa asked the three girls to sit next to her.
Lunch at Hogwarts is no different from usual. It is roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, etc., with mashed potatoes or roasted potatoes, plus some vegetable salads.
Narcissa just poked the mutton chops on the plate in front of her with her knife and fork, and then stopped eating.
She said with some disgust: "The quality of the food here is really bad. You must have suffered terribly here." Then she looked at her two sons with some sympathy. Draco was fine, but Xie Lin felt this kind of gaze. , feeling quite uncomfortable.
Xie Lin felt that it was just a meal, so there was no need to go to great trouble. Naturally, the level of food provided by Hogwarts cannot be compared with that of pure-blood families. After all, it provides free boarding education, and at the same time, it has to take into account the living needs of hundreds of students. Imagine if house elves were required to provide food for every student. If they all serve dragon steak, Hogwarts' funds will soon be at the bottom.
But Narcissa's words are a bit too exaggerated. The magic of cooking by the house elves at Hogwarts is inherited from the great gourmet Hufflepuff himself. Even if the food cooked is too large, the quality must be compromised. , but the overall level is definitely not much different.
"Aunt Narcissa, I think it's actually pretty good." Pansy said helpfully.
"By the way, it's really painful to have to endure eating with a bunch of poor people." Narcissa glanced at Mrs. Weasley who was sitting at the Gryffindor table with Harry and Ron. He shook his head in disgust.
"Dumbledore may think that his so-called 'equal treatment' can reflect his fraternity." Lucius stroked his silver snake-head cane and said sarcastically.
Fortunately, they were far enough apart that Mrs. Weasley could not hear them, otherwise there would have been another quarrel.
After lunch, Schelling and his parents temporarily separated.
Daphne, Pansy and Astoria volunteered to take Lucius and his wife for a walk outside the castle to see Durmstrang's ghost ship and Beauxbatons' luxury carriage.
Xie Lin sat alone by the lake, quietly looking at the sparkling lake water.
He didn't know how he should feel now.
Too much strength made him lose his sense of expectation for this game.
According to the description in the original book, the levels Harry encountered along the way included a Hagrid's Explosive-Tailed Skrewt, a Boggart, a golden mist that turned the world upside down, a Sphinx, and a giant eight-eyed spider. That's it?
The original work is described from Harry's perspective, and Harry was able to reach the finish line without any danger because of the secret help of Crazy Eyes Moody. But even so, this competition is designed to the highest level that standard seventh-year elite students can display. The content of the competition has been finalized by the Department of International Cooperation and the Department of Sports of the Ministry of Magic long before the start of the school year. Even because of Schelling The butterfly effect caused by the competition will lead to an upgrade in competitors' strength and will not affect the content of the competition.
This means that this competition is designed for the level of Cedric Diggory, Viktor Krum, and Fleur Delacour in the original work.
And these three people, even if they are tied together now, are not enough for Xie Lin to beat them up.
Looking like this, how could Xie Lin still feel the excitement, anticipation, and enthusiasm of other warriors... He sighed softly. He just wanted to end it all quickly, and then welcome Voldemort's return...
Voldemort, Voldemort, I hope you won't disappoint me too much.
Time passed slowly, and then the sun set in the west, and the light from the sun turned into an intoxicating orange color.
It was time for dinner and everyone gathered in the auditorium.
The dinner was more sumptuous than usual. Many students had great appetites at this time and enjoyed the dinner happily. Ludo Bagman and Cornelius Fudge sat at the staff table. Bagman seemed quite happy, but Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting next to Ms. Maxim, had a sullen face and said nothing.
Sherrin smiled. On the surface, Fudge has a very harmonious relationship with Dumbledore, which makes it easy for people to have the illusion that they are in the same camp. But in fact, his and Dumbledore's fundamental ideas are completely different. He is discriminating in his heart. For Muggles and Muggle wizards, it's just that he doesn't show it easily, but for hybrid giants or aliens with bad reputations such as vampires and werewolves, his dislike and disgust will be clearly written on his face.
As the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to dark purple dusk, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and everyone fell silent.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, I will invite everyone to go to the Quidditch pitch to watch the final event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, warriors, please go to the sports ground with Mr. Bagman." He pinched He held his long silver-white beard and said in a rich voice.
The warriors stood up and left together, and all the students applauded them.
This was the final decisive battle. As the game progressed, the performance of the four warriors also successfully conquered the hearts of the students at Hogwarts. They spared no effort, courage, and courage for each warrior. Cheers and cheers for the strength he possesses.
Astoria crossed her hands on her chest and twisted her fingers tightly, "Brother Xie Lin, you must win!"
Daphne smiled and said, "I won't say anything else. Everyone will be waiting for you at the celebration tonight."
Xie Lin smiled and nodded, turning around suddenly. As he stepped forward, the night star cloak hanging on his shoulders was lifted high by the wind he brought, rolling out a sharp arc, leaving a mark in everyone's eyes. The next heroic figure from behind.
