HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

Soon came the day when the warriors were revealed, and the Halloween dinner seemed to last longer than usual, probably because it was their second feast in a week, and the little wizards were not eating the food with as much glee as usual, they all Some stared eagerly at the unattractive Goblet of Fire blazing with blue flames.

Alan was also a little absent-minded. He held Draco's hand, swallowed two mouthfuls of food, and listened to Floria's jokes.

The plates in front of them were finally cleared and restored to a spotless spot.

The noise in the hall grew louder, and they were all whispering to each other, wondering who the real warrior was.

Dumbledore stood up, they all shut their mouths, Karkaroff and Madam Maxime stood beside Dumbledore with nervous expressions.

"Now is the moment that everyone is looking forward to!" Dumbledore blinked with a smile, dimmed the lights in the hall, and the blue fire in the Goblet of Fire became even more dazzling, "Then, the students whose names have been called walk along this door Go to the next room, and you will fight alone from now on."

He stroked the Goblet of Fire, and the blue fire suddenly turned bright red, sparks shot out, it shrank into a ball, and after a while, the tongue of fire shot straight up, and a piece of parchment was ejected from it.

Dumbledore caught it, shook the parchment lightly, shook off the sparks on it, and read, "Durmstrang's champion is—Victor Krum!"

There was thunderous applause in the hall, Floria patted Krum's shoulder happily, and Allen smiled and nodded at Krum.

Dumbledore shook hands with Krum, and Karkaroff patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to the room over there.

Soon the flames turned red again, and the second parchment was rolled out, "The representative of Beauxbatons is—Fleur Delacour!"

Everyone shouted, and Fleur got up gracefully, looked in Alan's direction, shook hands with Dumbledore, and went to that room.

The hall was silent again, but the difference was that the silence this time was too exciting, and there was commotion in the air—the next one was the contestant representing Hogwarts...

The burning goblet turned red again, and the tongue of flames raged. Dumbledore got the third parchment and read with great relief, "The representative of Hogwarts is—Cedric Digory!"

Hufflepuff's long table almost exploded. They screamed and stomped their feet, and it was difficult to express their joy—you must know that they are always suppressed to the last place. Although they don't care about that, they are still a little unhappy after all. .This time, they were proud to represent Hogwarts—they were Hufflepuffs!

Cedric laughed and stood up from among them, looking a little shy, his brown hair covering his forehead, shook hands with Dumbledore, and headed for the room.

"Great!" Dumbledore was overjoyed. "Now, we have selected three warriors, but in the end, only one can win the championship, and only one can lift the tri-strong cup!"

Barty Crouch put a covered trophy on the stage, and the cloth flew out quickly, revealing a trophy engraved in blue light and silver all over.

Everyone cheered.

However, at this moment, Snape looked at the Goblet of Fire, frowned and took a step forward.

Dumbledore turned around and saw the Goblet of Fire sparking again. He took two steps in that direction, and a piece of parchment was ejected from the cup.

The hall was silent, and Allen squeezed Draco's hand tightly and sat up straight.

what's the situation?

Dumbledore involuntarily stretched his arms to grab the parchment, stared at the name on it, paused for a while, under the eyes of everyone, he cleared his throat with difficulty, and read, "Harry Potter! "

There was a sudden buzz in the hall, and everyone looked in Harry's direction in disbelief, complaining about him cheating, or discussing how he had confused the Goblet of Fire and Dumbledore's age line.

Allen's body was stiff, and his hands were even harder, until Draco let out a low cry before reacting, subconsciously relaxed his strength, and rubbed Draco's wrist.

Harry didn't have the vanity to risk his life, who threw his name into the Goblet of Fire? !He didn't follow the crowd to look at Harry, but instead scanned the teacher's bench, taking in everyone's reactions.

It is impossible for a professor at Hogwarts to do such a thing. There are only three outsiders this year, Mrs. Maxime, Karkaroff, and Moody, but Mrs. Maxime is very responsible to the students and will not do such a thing. It is even more impossible for Moody to do something that would harm Beauxbaton's interests. He was Dumbledore's friend for many years, and he was invited to protect the little wizards.

And Karkaroff seemed very angry, but Alan had been suspicious of him since the last attack!

Allen rubbed Draco's hand and looked at Karkaroff with serious eyes. He pulled Floria beside him, cast a silencing spell, and asked in a low voice, "Are you optimistic about Karkaroff?"

Draco paused, and frowned at Karkaroff.

Floria frowned, "Yes, but obviously I couldn't keep an eye on him at night." He looked at Alan, in disbelief, "Do you suspect he did it?"

Allen also frowned, "At present, he is the only one who is the most suspicious."

Floria glanced at Karkaroff angrily, he had been unhappy with this old man for a long time!

Draco tugged at Allen's hand, "What did Karkaroff do?"

Allen hesitated, Floria rolled his eyes and said, "Last Christmas, Allen was attacked by a group of Death Eaters on his way back to Durmstrang. We suspect it was Karkaroff's fault!"

Draco's face was a little pale, he looked at Alan worriedly, and pressed the man's head violently, "You're hiding it from me again!"

Allen patted his hand hurriedly, signaling him to look at Harry first.

Harry sat in his seat helplessly, he looked around and tried to explain, but everyone believed him, even Ron didn't look at him.Dumbledore called him to the stage and let him into the room.Snape frowned at Harry, and Professor McGonagall covered his mouth in disbelief and patted Harry on the shoulder.

After Harry disappeared, the three principals began to argue, and Mrs. Maxim became furious and accused Harry of cheating in public.

Allen was very understanding.

The headmasters, teachers, and officials of the Ministry of Magic all quarreled. Dumbledore was the calmest one. He had no expression on his face. He asked the prefects to take all the little wizards back to the dormitory first, and then brought all the little wizards back to the dormitory. The arguing people went to the back room.

He took a deep look at Allen, and Allen nodded slightly.

He will appease these little wizards.