The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Scrimgeour felt that he was favored by Merlin.

Originally, his investigation of Mo Bai was almost interrupted, and the glimpse at the World Cup could not be used as evidence at all.

The conjectures in his mind were just conjectures after all.

And Hogwarts has already started school, and there is no way the Aurors can put their hands into this school where Dumbledore is in charge.

Even if the Ministry of Magic can be temporarily stationed in this year's Triwizard Tournament, that is a matter for the Sports Department and the International Magical Exchange Department, and has nothing to do with the Auror Office.

The departments under the Ministry of Magic are not so harmonious...

Just when he was at a loss, suddenly a news came from Hogwarts.

A dark wizard actually used Polyjuice Potion to transform into Moody and sneak into Hogwarts.

The news from the ministry is that Dumbledore subdued the dark wizard and sent him to the Ministry of Magic overnight.

Although it was said that because of the Soul Locking Curse, useful memories could no longer be read from the brain, when the effect of the Polyjuice Potion wore off, everyone recognized this person.

Barty Crouch Jr., one of the Dark Lord's most loyal Death Eaters.

The most important thing is that he should be in Azkaban now.

Fudge immediately blocked the news. Sirius Black's escape from prison and Peter Pettigrew's escape had already caused the Ministry of Magic to lose face. Now Barty Crouch Jr. has appeared...

Although the message is blocked, internal processing still needs to be processed.

As a result, Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of International Magical Exchange who had lost his right to compete for the title of Minister of Magic, was suspended for investigation.

The son's escape from prison is absolutely inseparable from his father.

Then, of course, he volunteered to replace Barty Crouch as one of the representatives of the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts.

He must find out what Mo Bai is and whether he is the descendant of Grindelwald during the Triwizard Tournament.

But what he didn't know was that the moment he saw him, Mo Bai curled his lips.

Sure enough, it came.

It seemed that the Ministry of Magic's reaction was as he expected.

The actors are in place.

Then, the curtain opens.

When the dinner was over, Dumbledore stood in front of the podium again, wearing a purple robe dotted with stars.

Although it looks very fancy, this is something he would only wear on formal occasions.

"The moment has finally come, the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin."

"First, let me introduce our two special guests."

He introduced two officials from the Ministry of Magic to the students.

It was okay when I was introduced to Bagman. This gambler looked very friendly. He smiled and waved when he heard the students' applause.

When it was Scrimgeour's turn, the head Auror's fierce look really frightened some people.

However, with Moody as a backing, the students' acceptance was much higher.

There was less sporadic applause, and Scrimgeour nodded expressionlessly, but Mo Bai could feel that the other party's peripheral vision never left his vicinity.

Just stare, the tighter the better, it’s best if you can see something.

"These two gentlemen will form a judging panel together with me, Professor Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim to judge the performance of the warriors in the Triwizard Tournament."

As soon as he got to the main topic, the auditorium fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at Dumbledore eagerly.

Dumbledore didn't show off, "Mr. Filch, please bring up the box."

Only then did someone notice that Filch had been standing in the corner next to him. He panted and held up a large wooden box that was inlaid with jewels but was very old.

"There are three events in the Tri-Top Tournament, spanning the entire school year. They will test the warriors from different aspects..."

"Magical talent, courage, and ability to reason, and of course, reaction in the face of mortal danger."

Dumbledore emphasized the famous danger, and the students below breathed softly at the same time.

"After the three events, the warrior with the highest score will win the Triwizard Cup, and the selection of the warrior is a matter of fair selector..."

Having said this, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and knocked on the box three times. The box automatically unfolded, and an ordinary-looking wooden goblet appeared in front of everyone.

The cup itself looks very inconspicuous, but there is a blue-white flame dancing inside, as if it will never go out.

"Anyone who wants to be a warrior must write their name and school on a piece of parchment and throw it into the flames of the goblet."

"We have twenty-four hours to register. Tomorrow night, which is Halloween night, the Goblet will select three warriors whose names represent the three academies."

"In order to prevent students who are not old enough to withstand the temptation," Dumbledore looked at everyone with an inexplicable light in his eyes, "I will draw an age line around the Goblet of Fire for all those under the age of seventeen. No one can cross this line."

"Finally, I would like to say one more thing. The Triwizard Tournament is not a child's play. Once a warrior is selected, it means that he has formed an unbreakable contract with the Goblet of Fire. He must persist in the competition to the end."

"Okay, good night to everyone."

"Age line!" The twins looked at each other and smiled, "That means you can sign up as long as you cross this line. The Goblet of Fire can't tell who is over seventeen years old."

They looked at Mo Bai, "I have an age-enhancing agent here, do you want to try it?"

Mo Bai shook his head, "No need."

"Hey, do you want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"

Mo Bai smiled and said nothing.

"Then don't regret it when we are chosen."

The twins left happily.

"Bai, have you thought of how to cross the age line?"

Harry was curious.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you can't wear it. After all, Krum exists this time. There is no one better than Krum in Hogwarts."

"Is your head filled with Quidditch?" Hermione's voice was sharp, glaring at Ron like a little lioness, "Is the Triwizard Tournament about Quidditch? Can Krum face it head-on? Defeat a dark wizard?"

Can Krum wipe out a whole family of dark wizards by himself? Can Krum go deep into the vampire stronghold alone without getting hurt?

Hermione snorted.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Bai's record could scare you to death.

"Then there must be a way to cross this line first..."

Ron muttered.

Mo Bai was playing with the ends of Hermione's hair, "Don't worry, I have a way."

They were all guessing what method Mo Bai would use, whether it would be the age-enhancing agent mentioned by Gemini, or using magic power to force his way in?

The next day, the twins were ejected in full view of the public, and the miserable condition of their beards told them that the age-increasing agent was useless.

Amidst the roar of laughter, Mo Bai walked forward calmly.

In everyone's shocked eyes, he easily passed through the age circle and threw the parchment in his hand into the Goblet of Fire.

There was silence for a moment.

Cheating, right? !

"how did you do that?"

Mo Bai was instantly surrounded by his friends.

"Actually, I'm thirty-one years old."

"Tch...forget it if you don't tell me."

The people around him dispersed.

Mo Bai turned around and met Hermione's gaze.

The little girl frowned and looked at him, "You're not really thirty years old, are you?"