All things are three at Hogwarts

There was a rush of footsteps from behind, and Ludo Bagman walked into the room. He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him forward.

"How bizarre!" He squeezed Harry's arm and muttered in a low voice, "It is absolutely bizarre! Gentlemen...ma'am," he walked towards the fireside and said to the other three people, "please allow me to introduce Although it seems incredible, this is the fourth warrior of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Allen smiled gently, the expression on his face unchanged.

Viktor Krum stood up straight and looked Harry up and down, with a gloomy expression on his arrogant face.

Fleur Delacour shook her long hair, smiled brightly, and said, "Oh, that's a funny joke, Mr. Bagman."

"A joke?" Bagman repeated, a little confused, "No, no, absolutely not! Harry's name just sprayed out from the Goblet of Fire!"

The door behind them was pushed open again, a large crowd rushed in, and with a flick of Dumbledore's wand, the hum of the Great Hall was blocked behind the door.

"What is going on, Dumbledore?" Madam Maxime straightened her tall and tall body. Her handsome head touched the chandelier filled with candles, and her huge breasts in black satin clothes rose and fell violently.

"I want to know this too, Dumbledore," Professor Karkaroff said with a cold smile on his face and a pair of blue eyes as cold as ice cubes. "Hasn't the age loophole been closed? Why are there still lower-level wizards?”

"Have you ever had your name thrown into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" he asked calmly.

"I didn't!" Harry said excitedly.

Allen walked to Harry and patted Harry on the shoulder, "I believe you."

Allen couldn't help but admire Dumbledore's acting skills in his heart. He clearly knew who did it, but he looked extremely innocent at this time.

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman, you two are objective referees. What do you think of this matter?" Dumbledore asked proactively.

"We must abide by the statute. The statute clearly stipulates that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition." Crouch said bluntly, half of his face hidden in the shadows, looking Like a skeleton.

"Hey, Barty knows the charter by heart," Bagman said, grinning.

When Allen saw Bagman's smile, he had a vague suspicion in his heart. This guy must be trying to bet on Harry.

"It's not fair, Hogwarts has two wizards participating in the competition, and we only have one." Karkaroff complained, "Why is there a fourth person?"

"This is obviously premeditated, Karkaroff. Maybe someone wants Harry to die for this. Harry will never be able to throw his name into the Goblet of Fire. This would require a particularly powerful confusion spell, for example. Harry's name was entered as a student at the fourth school, ensuring that he was the only candidate for that school," Dumbledore explained calmly.

"It must be Alan Harris. He and Harry Potter look so good. He must have helped Harry Potter put his name in!" Karkaroff said loudly.

He felt that what he guessed was the truth, "In this way, he will have the opportunity to participate in the competition, and the possibility of Hogwarts winning the championship will increase. There will also be a prize of one thousand galleons. This opportunity is what many people dream of!"

Karkaroff's face turned red as if on fire.

"I insist that my other students re-register." Karkaroff said, his voice no longer smooth, his smile disappeared, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"But Karkaroff, I'm afraid this won't work," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire has just been extinguished and will not be rekindled until the next tournament."

"Durmstrang will never participate in the next hegemonic tournament!" Karkaroff was furious. "We have had so many meetings and gone through so many negotiations and consultations. I never thought that something like this would happen again! I I just want to leave now!”

"How this situation came about, none of us know," Dumbledore told everyone gathered in the room, "but it seems to me that we have no choice but to accept it."

"Ah, but Dumbledore"

"My dear Madam Maxime, if you have another solution, I am all ears."

Dumbledore waited, but Madame Maxime said nothing, she just stared angrily.

"Please allow me to interrupt, maybe I have a solution." Allen broke the awkward silence in the room.

Everyone looked at Allen.

"Because although the Goblet of Fire stipulates that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition, there is no rule that those who have not made a contract with the Goblet of Fire cannot participate in the competition."

Allen's words made everyone present think.

"Then we can bypass this rule. The other two schools can also select another player to participate, and the referee can also score the extra two players. Although it is still rejected because it cannot establish a contract with the Goblet of Fire. It admits, but we wizards should not be influenced by one instrument, everyone can still compete for the championship fairly." After Allen finished speaking, he looked calmly at the three principals in the room.

"It's a good idea, Mr. Crouch, what do you think?" Karkaroff was the first to agree.

Ms. Maxim’s eyes flashed and she agreed to this method.

"Since you all have no objections, let's do it this way." Mr. Crouch looked at the time and agreed with Allen's suggestion.

"Extraordinary intelligence is mankind's greatest wealth." Dumbledore looked at Allen with admiration.

Which two little wizards can stand out, both Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim feel that they need to go back and study it carefully.

Bagman happily announced the time for the first game, and then left Hogwarts with Crouch and Albert.

"This Alan Harris is just like his father. He likes to be pushy and point fingers, which makes it more difficult to win the championship." Crouch's skinny face was very gloomy.

He has encountered obstacles in the ministry recently, and his decrees are not as smooth as before.

Harris seemed to be looking for trouble for him. Although with his current status, he could still keep these men, these things involved too much of his energy and made him really worried.

Seeing Allen's behavior today reminded him of his father and brother.

"Alan is a very talented and astute wizard. You see, the problems that everyone has no solution for are easily solved in his hands. I believe that my brother can win all the games."

"Kid, shut up!" Mr. Crouch suddenly roared like an enraged bull.

Facing this sudden sonic attack, Albert couldn't help but froze.