Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

There was silence in the small room again. After a while, the flame in the fireplace probably burned a larger piece of firewood, making a loud 'pop' sound.

"It is extremely unfair to us to have two warriors in one school." Karkaroff suddenly said, his face looking a little ugly.

"I insist that my students re-register, put the Goblet of Fire out again, and keep adding names to it until every school produces two warriors. This is only fair, Dumbledore."

"I'm afraid this won't work." Ludo Bagman wiped his chubby face with a handkerchief. There were too many people in the hut, and the surging fire and lack of ventilation made the temperature here rise a lot. .

"The Goblet of Fire has just been extinguished. If we want it to burn again, I'm afraid we have to wait until the next tournament begins."

"Durmstrang will definitely not participate in the next Triwizard Tournament!" Karkaroff was very dissatisfied with this answer and took the opportunity to get angry. Suir clearly saw that his eyes relaxed slightly.

"A bluffing threat! Karkaroff!" Moody's voice sounded near the door, and everyone followed it. His blue magic eyes were staring at Karkaroff.

Moody, no, Professor Crouch fully performed the state that Moody should be in. He limped towards the fire, and every time his right foot landed, it would make a loud sound when it hit the floor--' !Bang! '

"You clearly know that as long as the Goblet of Fire spits out their name, they have reached a magical contract with the Goblet of Fire. This is an irreversible process!"

"You are bound by the contract and you cannot leave your warrior, he must play, they must play! This is to your advantage."

"Advantageous?" Karkaroff was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly got into the role and sneered, "I'm afraid I can't understand what you mean, Moody, there are two warriors in Hogwarts, but we only have one! What’s the benefit?”

Soul touched his chin with interest and looked at Dumbledore with his peripheral vision. There was no unnecessary emotion on the old bee's face.

Fake Moody's appearance at this time was very appropriate. He seemed to be quarreling with Karkaroff, but invisibly emphasized the fact that Harry's name was spat out by the Goblet of Fire, and he was already required to participate. In such a situation in the Triwizard Tournament, it was impossible for him to withdraw from the competition.

Soul shrank back, carefully watching the change of expression on Karkaroff's face and Moody's movement of tapping the ground with his crutch.

They are all movie stars.

Interestingly, the two people quarreled, but they gave a good explanation for why Harry's name was spat out by the Goblet of Fire.

"Confusion Curse!" Fake Moody said loudly, "To deceive a magical object with high magical power, you must have a strong spell without being discovered! The Confusion Curse is just such a traceless spell. .”

"I guess, they must have made the Goblet of Fire think that there are four schools participating in this competition, and Potter, of course, must be the only student who signed up for the fourth magic school. For this reason alone, Only then will Potter's name be spat out."

"You seem to have used a lot of brains." Karkaroff said coldly. He tried to play the role of questioning and cited something that Moody had done as a rebuttal case.

"You know best what I used to do, Karkaroff, don't you?" Fake Moody sneered in a threatening tone, "I just think about the problem with the thinking of a dark wizard, and that's exactly what happened. , I specially checked the Goblet of Fire before coming in."

Oh...it's really watertight. Fake Moody is telling Karkaroff that even if there are traces, they have been erased by him just now.

The quarrel ended with Karkaroff blushing like he was on fire.

Dumbledore's appearance was the final word. In fact, it was just about this aspect. Old Bee and Lao Fu briefly formed an alliance. Lao Fu wanted to be resurrected, and Harry was the key.

Lao Bee is going to help Lao Fu and let Lao Fu be resurrected with Harry's blood, which again involves the subsequent layout.

As we all know, there is a chess game in the ancient East that has a long history. It is called Go. In Go, there is a saying that one move is followed by three moves. This is what the old bee does here.

In fact, there is no need to use Harry's blood for Lao Fu's resurrection, so why did Lao Fu insist on using Harry's blood to complete his own resurrection?

Is there anything unknown about the information he once obtained? In other words, was it someone who specially showed it to him?Is someone guiding Lao Fu?

There is no way to think about it carefully here. This entire network is intricate and dense, covering Lao Fu who knows nothing about it.

"For now, we have no choice but to accept it," said Dumbledore. "Both Soul and Harry have been chosen to compete, so..."

"Oh, Dumbledore, but---" Ms. Maxim said unhappily.

"If you have another solution, dear Madame Maxime, I think everyone here would be happy to hear it."

The small house fell into silence again. Ms. Maxim did not speak. She obviously had no better solution. In fact, the fake Moody's explanation was very logical and successfully convinced her. She could only stare angrily. Close your eyes.

In addition to her, the dedicated Karkaroff also expressed his dissatisfaction, fully showing the fact that I am very dissatisfied but because of the fact I have to accept it, the expression that someone who takes advantage of you should show.

"Okay, that's how it is, right?" Ludo Bagman was the only happy one present. He rubbed his hands and looked at the people in the room with a smile, "According to the procedure, I should give us The brave warrior has given guidance, hasn’t he? Ms. Umbridge, how about you do the talking?”

"Okay, okay." Umbridge had remained silent since being interrupted by Dumbledore at the beginning, and only stood up after being called out, "Oh, let me think about it...this is what happened. Really? There are four warriors in this Triwizard Tournament, isn't it? This is really surprising. I think Minister Fudge knows..."

"Ms. Umbridge, it's getting late, and the warriors need to rest." Dumbledore spoke again to tactfully interrupt Umbridge's obvious tirade.

Umbridge glanced at Dumbledore with dissatisfaction with her little eyes, snorted softly, twisted her waist and walked into the circle of fire. In just a few steps, her tight pink skirt seemed to be torn apart. Same.

She didn't care about it. After walking to the brightest position, she turned to look at Suer and others.

"Come, warriors, please stand here."

"Oh, yes." Umbridge cleared her throat and said in a sticky tone, "Yes, the first project, to test your courage."

"So we are not going to tell you what it is. Dare to face unknown creatures, well, it is a quality that a good wizard should have."

"Okay, maybe this is it..."

"Ahem..." Ludo Bagman coughed.

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing." Umbridge received the reminder, her expression unchanged, "November 24th, this is the time when the first project will be carried out. At that time, you will be in front of other students and referees. Complete the challenge in front of the team.”

"That's all." Umbridge had a formulaic smile on her face. After seeing Soul and others nodding, she took out her pocket watch and looked down.

"Well, it's getting late. I have to visit Minister Fudge and tell him about the unexpected changes in the Triwizard Tournament. I know I can definitely find him in the minister's office. In terms of professionalism, Minister Fudge is a well-deserved model worker... .”

"Well, principals and professors, I'll leave first. Ludo, what about you?" Umbridge twisted her hips and walked out while looking at Ludo Bagman.

"I'm with you." Ludo hesitated, showed an apologetic smile to Dumbledore, and followed Umbridge, "Warriors, we will see you in a month."

Umbridge and Ludo Bagman left, and Dumbledore made no attempt to persuade them to stay.

"Ms. Umbridge didn't explain everything completely just now. There are still some things I think need to be added."

Dumbledore looked at Soul and the others with gentle eyes.

"During the process of completing the competition, warriors are not allowed to request or accept any help from other teachers. When facing the first round of challenges, the only weapon in their hands is their own wand."

"You will get information about the second project after the first project is over. Since the competition is very demanding and lasts for a whole school year, the warriors do not need to take any form of examination."

No need to take the test?Suer raised his head, his eyes sparkling. This was good news, at least for Suer.

"What about homework? Principal." Suer couldn't help but asked.

"Well..." Dumbledore obviously didn't expect Soul to ask this question. He was stunned, glared at him slightly, and thought for a moment before answering,

"Competitions will take you a long time, but homework is equally important."

"It is a necessary way to check whether you have gained something in this class. Well... I will tell all teachers to relax a little on the completion of your homework. You can delay the submission, but it must be completed."

"Okay." Soul curled his lips and accepted Dumbledore's explanation.

Fleur, who heard the conversation between Soul and Dumbledore, let out a chuckle and then covered her mouth.

"Professor Karkaroff - Ms. Maxim - would you like a nightcap?" Dumbledore heard the chuckle and turned to the principals of the two schools and suggested.

"No need." Karkaroff had already walked to Krum and refused coldly, "I think I need some time to accept this unfair fact."

"Victor also needs to think about how to win the first event. Our Victor is the best. Even if it is an unfair one-two match, he will definitely get the first place, right?"

Karkaroff said the last words to Krum. Krum looked gloomy as usual, nodded, and followed Karkaroff toward the auditorium without saying a word.

Before leaving, he glanced at Su'er, but Su'er didn't understand what it meant.

After Karkaroff left, Ms. Maxim also put her arm around Fleur's shoulders and led her away quickly. The pace was fast and heavy, and she looked very angry. Along the way, she kept whispering to Fleur in French. Communicating something quickly.

The departure of the two principals had no impact on Dumbledore's mood. He looked at Soul and Harry who were still in the room with a smile.

"I haven't congratulated you on becoming a Hogwarts Champion." He said, "I suggest you go back to the common room now. The Hufflepuff and Gryffindor classmates must be waiting to celebrate with you. Woolen cloth."

"It's rare to have such a good excuse to make a fuss. It would be too disappointing to take this opportunity away from them."

Harry subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Soul, who nodded. There were still several professors in the room at this time. Dumbledore's words were obviously to distract them and discuss some things with several professors, especially Professor Snape.

The two of them walked out of the small room side by side, closing the door behind them.

There was no sound in the auditorium. Hermione was sitting alone on the long table, staring at the small room. As soon as Soul and Harry walked out, Hermione stood up and came to greet them.

Of course the person Hermione was waiting for was Soul.

"You guys are coming out," she said.

Harry had a blank look on his face, obviously not mentally ready to become a warrior yet. When he heard Hermione's voice, he woke up with a start.

Soul raised his hand and patted Harry's shoulder, "Are you okay, Harry?"

"It's okay." Harry nodded first, then hesitated, "I want to say... I really didn't put my name into the Goblet of Fire."

"I believe it." Soul said softly. He knew very well why Harry became a warrior, but Harry didn't know. He was pleasantly surprised by Soul's trust.

"So, can you tell me what's going on? Why did Harry become the fourth warrior?"

"That's it." Sol pointed in the direction of the auditorium door, tilted his head and explained to Hermione as he walked,

"Professor Moody said that this was a conspiracy against Harry. Someone cast a powerful confusion spell on the Goblet of Fire, making it mistakenly think that Harry was the only warrior registered in the fourth academy."

"Who can do this?" Hermione asked curiously, "And is Harry confirmed to be a warrior now?"

I know who it is, but I can't say it's a huge plan that might put Hermione in danger if she knew about it.

So Suer shook his head and said, "I don't know who did it."

"But what is certain is that Harry has indeed become the fourth warrior. The Goblet of Fire has been extinguished and will not be rekindled before the start of the next Triwizard Tournament. In other words, Harry will participate with us. It’s the Triwizard Tournament.”

"Do you really believe me?" When he walked into the hall, Harry looked up at Soul and Hermione, interrupting the question Hermione wanted to ask.

"Why don't I believe you?" Soul chuckled, and Hermione nodded as well, "You have no reason to lie about this matter."

"I suppose a thousand galleons doesn't hold much appeal to you, does it?"

Hearing Soul's affirmation of trust for the second time, Harry finally had a smile on his face and looked more relaxed.

"You haven't seen my family's treasury. Although I don't know how much it is, it definitely exceeds a thousand galleons."

"But, Harry." Soul's expression became slightly more serious, "If Professor Moody's guess is not wrong..."

"Someone must be targeting you. You should know who is most interested in targeting you. You'd better be more careful."

Harry subconsciously raised his head and touched the scar on his forehead. The smile on his face disappeared and he nodded heavily.

At this time, the three of them had reached the stairs, and it was time to say goodbye.

"Okay, that's it. I think Fred and George must have prepared a lot of delicious food and drinks and are preparing to celebrate you. Moreover, Ron must be very happy that his good friend has become a Hogwarts student. of the brave."

"Relax, Harry, things are not as bad as you think. Professor Dumbledore is watching."

Harry nodded slightly and sighed,

"Ron may not be happy. He will definitely think that I signed up secretly without telling everyone, especially since the two of us argued about this matter for a long time in the morning."

"At least, no matter what, it is a good experience to participate in the Triwizard Tournament." Suer blinked, "Let's go quickly, or Filch will come to us in a while."

"By the way, Hermione." Soul turned to look at the little girl, "Would you like to go to the Hufflepuff lounge with me? I think my friends must have prepared ribbons and food and are waiting. Looking after me."

"Gryffindor will definitely not call your name tonight. I can take you back later."