Chapter 36: The Name Written by the Flame

"Xiahou, try again, Xiahou, write your name and try again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" everyone shouted excitedly.

"I don't want to be chosen, you can try it yourself, I've taken a risk, and then it's up to you!"

"I'm coming! I've been punished once anyway, and I'm not afraid to do it again!" one of the Wesley brothers stepped forward, and Xiahou couldn't tell whether it was Fred or George.

He threw a piece of parchment with his name written on it to the Goblet of Fire, and everyone's eyes moved with the paper, and the parchment fell on the edge of the Goblet of Fire, and was bounced out, and everyone present sighed. The other of the Wesley brothers stepped forward and threw the parchment into it at once, and after half a ring, before the Goblet of Fire could punish him, the mood of the crowd was ignited, and everyone was eager to try.

Xiahou Zheng smiled and encouraged his friend next to him, "Taili, aren't you going to try?"

"If you don't go, why am I going, there are so many seniors, and I can't be chosen!" Terry was unmoved.

"I'm going to the library, are you going together?" said this sentence to Hermione.

"Well, let's do it!" Hermione didn't want to stay here either.

"How did you come up with the idea of pitching outside of the age circle?" asked Hermione, curiously, she had never thought she could do that.

"No one says you can't vote outside the age circle, as long as you vote in it, it doesn't matter if he votes there, if you vote in it, it's a success. What's more, I only planned to try it at first, but I didn't expect it to really work!" Xia Houzheng explained, he had thought about this when he was watching movies before, but he didn't expect that there would really be a day of hands-on practice.

"Hey, Harry, why don't you go to the race?" Xiahou saw Harry sitting alone in the corner, and asked strangely, "You see everyone is gone, it's okay, just stand outside the age circle!"

I don't know why, in the last year here, Xiahou just didn't want to go according to the plot, and wanted to muddy the waters.

"Didn't you go too? Xiahou. And Hermione, Terry, you didn't go!" Harry said with a smile. "It's Ron, he went, I don't know if he will be selected!"

"How can there be so many seniors? A lot stronger than him, he used to add some paper ashes to the Goblet of Fire. Xiahou Zheng chuckled. "Shall Hermione and I go to the library, together?"

"No, I'll wait here for Ron, we'll have something to do in a moment, you can go!" Harry refused.

On Thursday night, everyone gathered in Hogwarts Hall. The Champions of the Triwizard Tournament will be selected today, and everyone is looking at the Goblet of Fire intently. Dumbledore stood under the Goblet of Fire, the flames in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned red, the flames began to tumble, and a piece of parchment flew out of it, Dumbledore reached out to catch it, "Durmstrand's warrior is one by one Victor Krum." ā€

Everyone began to applaud, and Krum stood up, shook Dumbledore's hand, and walked to the basement at the back of the hall, which was for the top three.

After Krum left, the flames began to roll again, and the second man's parchment flew out: "Longbottom's warrior is Fleur Delacour." ā€

The ladies of Longbottom began to celebrate, and everyone applauded.

When Dumbledore caught the third piece of parchment, he was silent for a moment, and everyone looked at him strangely, wondering why he was silent.

"Zheng Xiahou. Dumbledore shouted loudly, his tone a little frightened!

"What!" Xiahou exclaimed, and everyone who knew him looked at him, and the Ravenclaws applauded enthusiastically, but none of the others, and Ravenclaw stopped in embarrassment.

"Professor, I didn't sign up for the competition, the parchment I threw in didn't have my name written on it, everyone saw it at the time! There must be something wrong!" Xia Hou was walking out and explained.

"Yes, Professor, Xiahou didn't put his name in. Some people who had a good relationship with Xiahou also helped to explain.

"Go to the back, go to the back and wait!" Dumbledore didn't give him a chance to explain.

Xiahou was helpless, knowing that this was not a good time to explain, so he didn't say more and walked to the back.

"Let's go to the back!" After Xiahou was leaving, Dumbledore said to the others, not even planning to say some of the speeches he had prepared earlier.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, look!" Lady Maxim pointed to the Goblet of Fire, and as she looked in the direction she was pointing, everyone noticed that the flames of the Goblet of Fire had begun to tumble after the three Warriors appeared.

Dumbledore stepped forward, and a piece of parchment flew out of the Goblet of Fire, and when he caught it, Dumbledore shouted in a louder voice than just now, "Harry Potter!"

At this time, Xiahou Zheng had already arrived in the basement at the back, which was resplendent and splendid, like a palace, but Xiahou Zheng didn't have the heart to think about this, his head was a mess, he obviously didn't sign up, who helped him report? No, he wasn't Harry, how could anyone do this. Cedric? Why wasn't he chosen?

"How could it be you, didn't you say that only seventeen-year-old students could participate in the competition?How did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" A cold and arrogant voice came from next to him, interrupting Xia Houzheng's thoughts.

Xiahou was looking over, it was Victor Krum from Durmstrang, and Fleur Delacour was standing next to him, both of them looked at him with suspicion, and Krum was even more disdainful!

"The Goblet of Fire chosen! How do I know! But since the Goblet of Fire chose me, it proves that I am equal to you. Xiahou replied coldly, very displeased with Krum's tone.

"You 惻惻惻惻惻惻," Krum furious, ready to laugh at the boy who didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, the door opened again, interrupting him, and several people looked over, and Harry walked down the stairs! Then, before Xiahou could speak, there was another quarrel outside, and the three headmasters, several professors, and Crouch walked in.

"Harry, Xiahou, did you cast your name into the Goblet of Fire?" did you ask your senior classmates to vote for you?" Dumbledore asked excitedly, but he was much calmer than the original book that Xiahou was aware, probably because of Xiahou Zheng as a buffer.

"Professor, please listen to my explanation!" Xia Hou was walking forward, and everyone present looked at him strangely.

"Professor, that's the 惻惻惻惻惻惻" Xiahou was giving a detailed account of the scene at that time, and repeatedly showed that the parchment he threw into it was not named.

"You're such a genius!" Snape taunted, and Xiahou ignored him.

"Harry, you, did you do it yourself? Did you put your name in it yourself?" Dumbledore looked at Harry again.

"No, Professor, I haven't even thrown in a blank parchment!" Harry said nervously.

"Professor, can you tell me why I was chosen? I just voted for a blank parchment. Xiahou Zheng asked.

"The Goblet of Fire has a very powerful magical power, and on the flying parchment, your name is made up of flames. In a word, Xiahou Zheng understood that it should be the rules of the Goblet of Fire that wrote his name for him.

"I really 惻惻惻惻惻惻 to die! Why did you want to be in the limelight in the first place, is it because you feel that you can go back at any time, so you have no fear?" Xia Houzheng sighed in his heart.

Several people didn't care about Harry anymore, they all thought that he had done it according to Xiahou Zheng's method, but they just didn't say it, and their impression of him was a little lower.

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