"We have to take risks, or what's the fun in life?" followed George, "Hey, Ron, if we have a way of fooling Dumbledore, do you want to participate?"

"Of course, it would be great to be able to attend, wouldn't it?" Ron replied immediately, "but I guess they probably want to be older, and I don't know if we've learned enough......

"I definitely didn't learn enough. "www.biquge.info But I think my grandmother will definitely want me to participate, she always says that I should defend the honor of the family, this is the best chance, I just need to ......"

"You two look at the other man Aven, he is a year younger than you, but he will participate, and he will never say such discouraged words. Fred said.

"It's different, Evan knows a lot of spells and has a magical ......," Ron defended, and immediately stopped.

He had wanted to say that Aven was so powerful with the help of the Philosopher's Stone, but suddenly realized that it was a secret that could not be spoken.

Before Ron could figure out how to continue, everyone saw Evan and Hermione enter the common room.

"Don't think about it, I'm not going to play in the Triwizard Tournament!" said Aven, pulling Hermione along.

Several people looked up at him in surprise, as if they didn't understand the meaning of what he had just said.

"Aven, aren't you going to compete in the Triwizard Tournament?" Harry asked, "I didn't hear me wrong, you said on the train that you were going to compete and become a Hogwarts Warrior, and you are ...... strong."

"To be precise, I can't participate, Dumbledore just talked to me, and they banned me from participating by name, thinking that I was too strong and might upset the balance of the match. Evan said nonchalantly, sitting down next to Colin, "I promised him that I wouldn't be going to the game." ”

"It's a shame, you're the strongest!" Colin said, as if trying to comfort Aven.

In his opinion, the Triwizard Tournament represents the highest honor.

Evan missed this opportunity, and now he must be sad to death.

But in fact, Evan didn't feel it at all.

He had originally planned to participate in the competition because he wanted to go to Voldemort with Harry without arousing the suspicion of the other party.

Now there is an easier way, so he doesn't want to go through the trouble of participating in the competition and fighting some fire dragon and water monster.

"It's no shame, I wasn't interested in this competition in the first place. ”

"Yes, Evan is now a world-class celebrity, a future star in the wizarding world!" Fred said, "he doesn't need that fame, and he doesn't lack that thousand gold Galleons, and it really doesn't mean much to him to be a warrior." ”

"But this is an opportunity for us!" said George, "if Evan attends, he must be a Hogwarts Warrior, and there will be nothing for us!"

"That's right, Evan is the best, the rest of the people are pretty much the same, we just need to be able to fool Dumbledore now......"

"But I've heard that a lot of people died in the Triwizard Tournament!" Hermione said in a worried tone.

"Yes!" replied Fred, nonchalantly, "but that was many years ago. ”

"People who died hundreds of years ago, now that times have changed, that kind of thing is definitely not happening. ”

In the end, under the persuasion of Fred and George, everyone except for Evan and Hermione seemed to want to participate.

Harry and Ron, in particular, decided that if the twins figured out a solution, they would try it out, or observe the situation before acting.

It wasn't until late that everyone went back to their bedrooms to sleep.

By the time Evan and Colin walked into the bedroom, the other three were already asleep.

At the head of the wiki's bed, there are also promotional posters for this year's Quidditch World Cup, and Colin has cut out all the photos of Evan that appeared in the newspaper and collected everything, and he now collects photos of Evan and Harry, many of which are also posted on the wall next to them.

"Aven, are you really not going to compete?" asked Colin as he began to change into his pajamas.

Looking at him, it seems that he has not recovered from this shocking news.

You know, for the whole night, he was telling his brother about Aiwen's previous deeds, predicting that Aiwen would definitely compete, and he was proud of it.

He originally thought that the warriors of Hogwarts must be Aven, his best friend.

But I didn't expect that it would be such a result.

"That's right, do you want to participate in the tournament?" Evan nodded.

"Of course I do, but I'm definitely not strong enough!" Colin sighed, "I still have a lot to learn." ”

"You still have time, I'll help you!" Aven changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed.

After Voldemort's return is confirmed, improving the strength of the young wizards as soon as possible also needs to be on the agenda.

Evan would not be naïve enough to think that he would fight Voldemort and the entire Death Eaters and vampires on his own.

Since Voldemort had the Death Eaters and Dumbledore had the Order of the Phoenix, he also needed to cultivate his own side.

Although everyone's individual strength is not strong, it is indeed a force to be reckoned with when they come together.

The four-poster bed was very warm, and the long-handled charcoal stove used to warm the bed had been placed in the middle of the futon, which must have been made by Dobby.

Dobby is in charge of everything now, but he doesn't see each other very often.

In fact, since the World Cup, Evan hasn't watched Dobby.

House-elves always quietly do everything well and take pride in not being discovered by their owners.

It occurred to him that he should call out Dobby tomorrow.

If Hermione had been protesting the house-elves for working hard and not eating, then Dobby would need to come forward.

Just tell Hermione that Dobby made the food alone, and Evan paid him.

It's not much, but it's not slave labor.

Evan lay on the warm bed, listening to the storm raging outside, feeling very comfortable.

He whispered a few more words to Colin, thinking for a while about things related to Moody and Karesses, and then his consciousness gradually blurred.

At the same time, in Harry and Ron's bedrooms, this topic is also being discussed.

"Harry, you know, I might be there!" Ron said sleepily in the dark, "if Fred and George figure out a way to compete in the tournament, no one can say, right?"

"I can't say exactly. Harry rolled over in bed, and many brilliant images came to his mind.

None of this had ever been seen before, and he deceived the impartial referee and made him believe that he was seventeen years old.

He became a Hogwarts warrior, he stood on the field and raised his hands with joy, facing the whole school, they were all cheering and screaming, he had just won the Triwizard Tournament, Cho Zhang's face was very clear in the blurred crowd, her face was flushed, full of admiration and appreciation......"

Thinking of this, Harry visibly felt himself blushing and buried his face deep in the pillow. (To be continued.) )