As a Halloween feast, the food is naturally very abundant, but the fact that the two banquets in a short period of time and the fact that everyone is concerned about who the warriors are, make most people not pay attention to these exquisite dishes. As a result, the food that Hogwarts house-elves carefully prepared for the holiday season lost its appeal entirely.

Out of curiosity, Ryan began eavesdropping on what was being discussed around him. As a result, he was surprised to find that he was one of the top three candidates for Hogwarts Warriors, the other two being Cedric of Hufflepuff and Warlins of Slytherin.

Eventually, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the buzz rose - with no food to stop it, the goblet of Fire and the Triwizard Tournament were talking about the Great Hall, and naturally, the word warrior was the most discussed.

When Dumbledore stood up, silence immediately returned to the audience. Whether it was the headmasters of the other two schools on the stage, the officials of the Ministry of Magic, or the students in the audience, all eyes were focused on him, and countless faces showed the same sense of anxiety.

"Alright, the goblet will have to be decided," Dumbledore said, "I reckon it will take another minute." Listen, once the Warrior's name is announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk down the faculty desk, and enter the next room—" he gestured to the door behind the faculty desk, "and they'll get initial instruction there. ”

He pulled out his wand and waved it heavily. Instantly, all but the candles in the jack-o-lantern were extinguished. The scene actually looked quite shocking, especially in the dim light, highlighting the goblet of fire burning with blue and white flames, drawing the attention of everyone in the hall.

Although the blue-white flames were a little glaring, no one was willing to look away. Everyone watched and waited—even Ryan noticed a few people pulling out their watches and glancing at them from time to time.

The minute passed a little long, and finally the flame in the goblet suddenly turned red, and crackling sparks burst out. With a soft sound, a tongue of fire burst into the air, and a piece of parchment with obvious scorch marks on the edge was sprayed out along with a large puff of flames, and then Dumbledore easily caught it.

Countless people's eyes were focused on Dumbledore's hand, and the Headmaster immediately announced after a moment of flames. "Durmstrang's warriors," he said in clear and forceful terms, "is Victor Krum." ”

It was clear that Durmstrang's chosen warriors were the ones everyone had hoped, and the entire auditorium was filled with applause and cheers.

When the voices were a little quieter, a second piece of parchment was sprayed out.

"The warriors of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur??" Delacour!"

Everything is working fine now, Ryan thought. He watched as Fleur stood up gracefully and walked in the direction of the faculty chair.

When Fleur Delacour entered the next room, the Great Hall fell silent again, and this time there was a rush of excitement that could be tasted, because it was time to choose the host, Hogwarts Warriors.

Ryan could feel a lot of eyes wandering over Cedric, Wallins, and himself. At this time, he also felt a little nervous, after all, this was the first time he was ready to change his salted fish state to do something.

At that moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, the sparks exploded, and the tongue of fire leapt high into the air, and Dumbledore pulled a third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongue of fire.

Hogwarts warriors," he exclaimed, "it's Ryan Leung!"

Applause and cheers immediately flooded the auditorium, especially as every Gryffindor student jumped up and down, screaming, stomping their feet, and cheering that Gryffindor students had become the school's warriors. It's no wonder, after all, Gryffindor is known for its bravery, and if the Warrior weren't for Gryffindor, everyone in the academy would definitely feel a little regretful.

Ryan smiled and waved to everyone, then headed to the preparation room. As they passed by the staff desks, they were happy to see the other two Headmasters, perhaps thinking that the Hogwarts Warriors would have been easier to win if they were younger.

Portraits of wizards hang on the walls on both sides of this small house. In the fireplace across the door, the fire was blazing. Victor Krum and Fleur Delacour were around the fire, but there was a great distance between them.

They both glanced back at Ryan when they heard someone approaching, and then they turned back to look at the fire without saying a word. Sensing their coldness, Ryan simply leaned against the wall, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After five long minutes of silence, footsteps were heard at the door again. Ryan opened his eyes to find Harry standing in the doorway, bewildered.

Who's that?'s first instinct was this, and after more than an hour of communication with Moody, Ryan basically ruled out the possibility that he had been transferred as in the original text, but now that Harry was still here, it meant that Hogwarts must have been infiltrated by someone and put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire.

Ryan quickly remembered which people were suspicious as Flion turned her head and shook her long silver hair.

"What's wrong?" she asked, "Do they want us to go back to the Great Hall?" Fleur thought Harry had just been sent to deliver the word.

Ryan looked into Harry's eyes and smiled at him, nodding his head.

Seeing this friendly expression, Harry looked a little more relaxed, and smiled back at Ryan in a friendly way.

There was a rush of footsteps behind him, and Ludo Bagman walked into the room. He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him forward.

"It's so bizarre!" he whispered, squeezing Harry's arm, "absolutely bizarre!", two gentlemen...... Ma'am," he said to the other three, as he walked over to the fireside, "allow me to introduce you—as incredible as it may seem—that this is the fourth Champion of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Silence immediately enveloped the room, and finally Fleur Delacour, the only woman among the warriors, broke the silence: "Oh, it's a funny joke, Mr. Bagman. ”

"Joke?" Bagman repeated, a little puzzled, "No, no, absolutely not!" Harry's name just spewed out of the Goblet of Fire!"

"But he hasn't reached his age, and he hasn't shown the corresponding strength. How did this pass the screening of the Goblet of Fire?"

"yes... It's surprising," Bagman rubbed his chin and looked down at Harry with a smile, "but, as you know, the age limit as an extra security measure was only introduced this year, and since his name is squirting out of the goblet, it can't be changed—I mean, since the selection has come to this point, it's not allowed to escape, Harry is already destined to be a warrior." It's clearly written in the rules, you must follow them, so Harry is going to do his best-"

Ryan felt that his mind was messing around at this time, and this feeling of knowing that there was a conspiracy but not being able to catch the mastermind behind it was really terrible.