I'm playing a big knife at HP

"Harry Potter."

Dumbledore's old voice pronounced the fourth name clearly.His face is as calm as his voice, only those who are most familiar with him can find out from his sword-like eyes that he is not as calm as the surface.

Marciana's eyes slid across the faces of everyone in the teacher's seat without any trace, and stayed on Ludo Bagman, Crouch and the other two principals for an extra moment.She found that Snape, like Professor McGonagall, was watching the students' reactions with half-closed eyes - including the Slytherin students.

Professor McGonagall hurriedly got up and went to Dumbledore and whispered, "I can assure you that it wasn't Harry who did it, nor was it a senior Gryffindor student. You must help that kid." Dumbledore lightly Nodded lightly.

Marciana looked at Snape, the black-haired wizard exchanged a look with her, and shook his head very slightly.Not a student.Most people in the teacher's seat showed appropriate blankness and surprise, including the guests.Ludo Bagman looked a little cheerful, and Crouch was a little listless, but that didn't mean much at the moment.

At this time, Harry had stumbled to the front of the auditorium. Dumbledore, Karkaroff, Mrs. Massimo, Bagman, and Crouch stood up, surrounded him and walked to the next room. McGonagall The professor is one step behind them.Harry, shoved and shoved by the Bagman, looked extraordinarily small and helpless.Snape gave Harry a hard look, then stood up and followed.

As soon as the figures of Dumbledore and others disappeared behind the door, discussions in the auditorium erupted.Professor Sprout and Professor Frivey stood up quickly to maintain order, and Marciana took the opportunity to take a closer look at the students and everyone at the guest table.Draco Malfoy and many Slytherins were livid with anger, Hermione Ron looked dazed and worried, most of the teachers were looking at each other, and Professor Trelawney tremblingly insisted that she saw the big murderer. omen.

Everyone in the auditorium behaved normally, she thought, and there was nothing to see here.Just at this time, Moody stood up and walked to the next room with a bang, and Marciana hurriedly followed.

"Can't you sit still, girl?" Moody said in a rough voice, "Huh! I knew it." Marciana smiled and walked forward to open the door, and Kaka came from inside the door Love's voice, "...I really want to leave now!"

"Short menace, Karkaroff!" growled Moody gruffly. "You can't leave your champion. He's going to compete, and they're all going to compete. As Dumbledore said, they're bound by a magical bond. Have you opened the door of convenience?"

Marciana slipped in behind him and stood quietly in the shadow of the room.Everyone in the room was attracted by Moody, except for Dumbledore and Snape who glanced at her very covertly, almost no one noticed her appearance.

"The door of convenience? I'm afraid I don't understand you, Moody." Karkaroff said contemptuously, but his hands were clenched into fists.

"No?" said Moody softly. "It's simple, Karkaroff. Someone put Potter's name in the Gold Cup, knowing that if his name came up, the kid would have no choice but to compete."

"Obviously, someone wants to give Hogwarts a double advantage." Madame Massimo said dissatisfiedly with a French accent.Karkaroff quickly echoed, "I will file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards..."

"If anyone in this room has a right to sue, it's Potter," Moody interrupted them growling, "but the funny thing is... I didn't hear a word of complaint from him..."

Marciana's eyes flicked across Harry's face, and the thin boy showed a mixture of anxiety and gratitude.The beautiful silver-haired girl named Fleur Delacour complained loudly in English with a strong French accent. She exuded natural magic power, and men couldn't help but pay attention to her. Marcia Na took the opportunity to take another half step back, completely hidden in the shadows.

"...This is the honor of our school!..." Fu Rong said excitedly.

From the corner where Marciana was standing, everyone's movements and expressions could be seen clearly.Crouch's eyes were bloodshot, and the nasolabial folds on his face were deep. Although his eyes were staring at the beautiful silver-haired girl without blinking, his nose was slightly wrinkled—he was a little impatient.Karkaroff's shoulders were stiff, and his hands tucked into the sleeves of his robe were crossed, rubbing against each other unconsciously—no doubt nervous and uneasy.Ludo Bagman put one hand in his trouser pocket, his neck was slightly tilted back, his shoulders were relaxed, and his face was full of concern.

interesting.

Fleur's beautiful voice had just died away, when Moody's hoarse growl suddenly sounded: "Perhaps someone wants Potter's life!"

As soon as the earth-shattering words came out, everyone was terrified.

Marciana has never left Ludo Bagman's face since just now. The moment Moody's words fell, less than a quarter of a second, the corners of his mouth raised a very small angle, and then he turned rosy. A look of surprise and uneasiness appeared on his round face, and he shook his body anxiously, "Moody, old man... how can you say such a thing!"

"It's well known that Professor Moody considers the morning wasted if he doesn't discover six plots to kill him before lunch," Karkaroff said loudly, waving his hand wildly. The students who are teaching him are also suspicious. It is a rare quality among Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, but there is no doubt that you know it, Dumbledore."

"What? Are you saying that I made something out of nothing?" Moody stared at Karkaroff closely, "Is it just speculation? The one who put the child's name in the goblet is definitely a witch or wizard with extraordinary means..."

Ludo Bagman still had the anxious expression on his face, but once again, the corner of his mouth was almost invisible to the naked eye for a moment.

"...they tricked a powerful magic item!" Moody continued, his eyes locked on Karkaroff tightly. Three schools entered... I think they put Potter's name in as the only entrant for the fourth school..."

"You've put a lot of thought into this matter," Karkaroff said coldly. "Genius theory—but, with all due respect, after hearing that you gave a birthday present of a harmless After smashing the travel alarm clock as a disguised basilisk egg, I really can't take your words seriously..."

"That's such a shame," Marciana stepped forward, firing back in the same grim tone, "because in 1971 a basilisk egg that was about to hatch was sent to the Aurors disguised as an Easter egg. The office killed an Auror the instant it hatched." The torches bouncing on the wall illuminated her half-smile expression, "I thought that someone in your...status...would be familiar with this Kind of an anecdote."

Karkaroff's face turned livid.

"Martha." Dumbledore said calmly.Marciana immediately took a step back docilely, hiding behind Professor McGonagall.She pretended not to notice that everyone was looking at her secretly, and raised her eyes to look at Ludo Bagman alone, pursing her lips and showing a shy and excited smile when a fan meets an idol.

As expected, Ludo Bagman was also staring at her, meeting her eyes. He was a little surprised at first, but soon showed a complacent smile, straightened his already slightly fat body, and smiled at her very gracefully regards.

At this time, Dumbledore had appeased Mrs. Massimo and announced that both Cedric and Harry would participate.Karkaroff's face was contorted with anger, and Snape—Marciana felt that this man was like a torch on the wall, and his anger was about to crackle.Bagman finally turned his attention to the old wizard and Harry, looking genuinely excited, rubbing his hands together and said, "I'm going to teach our warriors, right..."

Marciana leaned against the stone wall, staring at Bagman and Crouch who were chatting among the crowd, while she was watching Snape from the corner of her eye.

He didn't say a word when she and Moody entered the door, but his face became extremely bad after Dumbledore spoke.

The rules of the game were finally finished. Dumbledore warmly invited Crouch and Bagman to stay overnight at Hogwarts. Bagman enthusiastically expressed his determination to stay at Hogwarts, but Crouch was exhausted. Said he still had a job.Mrs. Massimo and Karkaroff led the students away in a hurry.

Like a lost animal, Harry looked at Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Marciana and Moody in horror.

Dumbledore dismissed the two students with a smile, Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, "I have to go back and take care of the Gryffindor students, they will inevitably cause trouble when they celebrate." After finishing speaking, she also walked quickly out of the room.Dumbledore looked back at Snape, who was still standing there with a black face, Moody, whose expression was unclear, and Marciana, who was standing beside him, turned to Bagman with a smile and said, " Come, Ludo, let me show you your room, the guest room in the castle is really very comfortable..."

Ludo Bagman nodded gracefully, "Good night, professors." His round blue eyes were only fixed on Marciana.She smiled back, and Moody and Snape ignored him.

After the two left the room, Moody also walked towards the door. Marciana was about to follow when a deep male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Professor La Rosa." She immediately stopped and turned around.Snape folded his sleeves, expressionless, and said in a whispering voice, "Although I can understand your excitement when you meet the former Quidditch star," he paused, "but I have to remind you , The idol in imagination and reality may be slightly different." While saying the last few words, he looked at her sharply.

Marciana smiled and raised her eyebrows, "You are very observant." She said happily, "I just couldn't help but notice Mr. Bagman's unusual..."

"Martha!" Moody stopped drinking, and Marciana turned around in surprise.Moody walked back to her side quickly, and his magic eyes turned to look at Snape. "Boy, I don't like the way you talk to her."

Snape stood with half-cast eyes, as if he had made up his mind not to speak.

Marciana nudged Moody. "Hey! You know what he means. You agree with what he said?"

Before Moody could answer, a green flame burst out from the fireplace in the room, and Dumbledore's head appeared in the flame, "Ah! Everyone is still here, great." He said happily, "If Don't mind, why don't you all come to my office for a drink? The nightcaps I prepared for Karkaroff and Madame Massimo haven't been enjoyed yet."

"Really? What an embarrassment!" Marciana said with a smile, while hurriedly dragging Moody to the fireplace.Moody mumbled "Psychic girl," but he walked no slower than she did.

Three professors filed out of the fireplace in the headmaster's room, and Dumbledore had already set out several glasses and two or three bottles of wine with great interest, "I have Baileys, bourbon whiskey... an old friend in the United States sent it ,” he held up a square bottle and shook it, “it’s aged in white oak barrels, pretty good.”

"Ah... some Baileys, please," said Moody gruffly.Marciana hastily offered to try bourbon.Snape didn't understand why the painting style suddenly changed from a spy movie to eating and drinking. He stared at the two co-workers who were salivating and the boss who cheerfully poured them drinks. Bourbon too."

Snape found that the whiskey tasted sweet, but had a lot of stamina. After a few sips, even he couldn't help but relax.Marciana even boasted "Oh, I like this" while drinking.

"So," said Dumbledore, putting his hands on the table, "what do you think of tonight?"

"A powerful man's hand, as I said," replied Moody gruffly.

"Not Karkaroff," Snape said softly.

"It's up to you!" Moody snorted heavily, and glanced at Snape, "A coward like Karkaroff, if Voldemort is resurrected, he will be the first to escape to Hiding in a corner, how could he take the initiative to avenge his old master."

Dumbledore smiled, "So, Martha, Severus, what have you learned?"

"Dumbledore!" interrupted Moody, "are you sure you want to discuss it under these circumstances?" He looked at Snape with unabashed suspicion on his face.

"Alastor, I said this 13 years ago, and it hasn't changed now." Dumbledore said calmly, "I trust Severus completely."

"Okay," Moody said reluctantly, glancing at Marciana, who smiled reassuringly at him.

"So?" Dumbledore looked at the two young wizards.

"Ludo Bagman", the two spoke at the same time, looked at each other in surprise, and closed their mouths at the same time.

"Severus?" Dumbledore urged.

"Ludo Bagman is hiding something. I don't know him well enough to make any worthwhile guesses, but he's eccentric," Snape said affirmatively.

Marciana took another sip of her drink and looked up at Dumbledore, "Bagman is too happy. No, not referring to his over-excited look for the game...I mean, pointing the finger at Alastor When deliberately pointing at Karkaroff, Bagman was actually very satisfied with this development." She and Moody glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised at exactly the same angle. When he died, everyone was either surprised or worried, but his surprise was feigned, and he was very proud of it."

"How do you know?" Snape couldn't help asking.

Marciana shrugged, "I saw him smile."

"Why did I not see it?"

"A fleeting smile..." She smiled and glanced sideways at him. "As a fan, I stared at him without blinking."

Dumbledore sat back in the high-backed chair, resting his elbows on the armrests, his long fingertips facing each other, "Very good." He mused, "I want you to do your best to protect Harry so that he can be safe." Pass the test. Others...wait and see."

The three people on the other side of the table all showed surprised expressions.

"I don't understand," Snape said irritably, "Why didn't you cooperate with me to disqualify Potter from the competition just now? It's safest to take him out." Marciana also couldn't help but nodded After all, just now Dumbledore risked the wrath of Mrs. Massimo and Karkaroff to let Harry compete.

"I have my own considerations," Dumbledore said firmly.Marciana raised one eyebrow, Snape sat back with a livid face, but Moody just murmured, calmly raised his glass and drank the milky liqueur.

"I repeat," said Dumbledore slowly but firmly, "wait and see."

"Got it," said Moody curtly.Marciana also nodded and agreed.Snape's face changed, and after a long time, he nodded under the gaze of the old wizard.

The author has something to say: I found that the title of the previous article had the same name as an article written by someone else, so I changed the name.Everyone... you won't give up on this article, will you? (thoughtful face)

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