Chapter 112: The Mentally Retarded Cup (2-in-1)

Triwizard Tournament, literally, is, of course, three schools and three warriors.

For hundreds of years, so many sessions have been held, and everyone has always thought so.

But today, I suddenly discovered that the original three is not a real number, but an imaginary number.

For example, tonight, the 'three' refers to twenty-three.

Durmstrang has nine, Beauxbatons seven, and Hogwarts seven.

Three warriors, that's the norm.

A fourth Champion appears...... The students barely managed to accept it.

And then there is the fifth warrior...... The little wizard begins to doubt life.

When the sixth and seventh people stand up, everyone will be confused and their brains will go down.

When more than twenty warriors appeared at once, everyone pondered only one thing:

Didn't I wake up?

In fact, school hasn't started today, it's all a dream!

Haha, I'm not crazy!

So, Goyle gave Crabbe a slap in the face.

Draco is actually a warrior?

Can this dream be faked?

Crabbe thought so too, so he slapped Goyle back with a backhand.

The two fought back and forth, like a Russian slap contest...... The kind that can't wake up.

McLagan sat in place, his face twisted.

When the fourth warrior came out, he was quick-mouthed, so he made a bet with Elois:

If another warrior comes out, he eats the cup on the spot.

Then, Cho stood up and slapped him in the face at the speed of light.

He also bet on the appearance of a sixth warrior, so he went to eat fried tail snails raw...... Then George stood up and gave him another slap.

After betting more than a dozen times in a row, McLagan lost all of them, and his face was swollen.

I gambled on everything I could eat, and I didn't even let go of the toilet.

McLagan was furious.

Why...... He spent fifty Galleons to find an adult senior to cast his name in.

So many people became warriors, why didn't he become warriors?!

He's still a kryptonite boss.

If you want to say that everyone else, forget it, even Ron, Potter's dogleg, is a warrior!

Ron stood up, intending to enjoy a moment of cheering, but when he saw the way everyone looked at him as if they were liars, he hurried towards the room.

There was a dead silence in the auditorium, but the room was much more lively.

Hermione, Fleur, and Autumn gathered around the fire, whispering something.

Cedric and George looked around the room, and the portraits on the walls all turned to look at them.

A crumpled witch swooped out of her frame and into the frame next to it, where a male witch with a walrus beard wore it.

The crumpled witch began to quietly bite his ear.

Krum's face was gloomy as he noticed that there were six people in the room.

That's not right...... Isn't this a triwizard tournament? How did it become the Final Six Tournament?

But looking at the expressions of the other five people, the reactions were flat, as if they knew what was going on.

He doesn't know!

It was uncomfortable, and Krum was about to ask something, when there was a commotion behind him.

A dozen wizards quickly poured into the door, eight of whom were still Durmstrang students.

Krum's brow furrowed even tighter, and he looked at one of the students and said, "What's going on, Polico!" Did Principal Karkaroff call me back? ”

"It's not." Poliaco shook his head, a smug expression on his face.

"We're warriors just like you!"

"It can't be!" Krum snapped. "There is only one warrior ...... in one school"

"But there are a lot of warriors out there, even if you might be ...... momentary," Poliaco shrugged. Unable to understand what was happening. ”

Busy footsteps could be heard again at the door.

Ludo Bagman walked into the room. He looked around and said loudly:

"It's so bizarre! Absolutely so bizarre! Ladies and gentlemen......"

"Who would have thought that there would be more than 20 warriors in our Triwizard Tournament?!

Merlin, this has not been the case in seven hundred years! ”

Krum straightened up, furrowed two thick eyebrows, and glared at Bagman.

It seems that there are really a lot of warriors.

He looked at the others, his expression darkening.

Everyone seems to know what's going on...... Only he doesn't know!

In fact, in addition to Krum, there are also more confused students.

Malfoy, for example.

He thought Hogwarts was the only warrior!

What's going on! Three thousand five hundred Galleons, isn't it a buyout?!

The door was pushed open again, and a large crowd poured in:

Professor Dumbledore, followed by Mr. Crouch, Professor Karkaroff, Lady Maxim, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape.

Before Professor McGonagall closed the door, hundreds of students could be heard in the next auditorium.

Madame Maxim straightened her tall and burly body, and her head touched the chandelier full of candles.

She was a little excited, and her huge breasts in black satin clothes rose and fell violently.

"What the hell does that mean, Professor Dumbledore?"

"I want to know that too." Professor Karkaroff had a cold smile on his face, and his blue eyes were as cold as ice cubes.

"Isn't this a triwizard tournament? Why are there so many warriors? Haven't I read those statutes carefully enough? ”

"In fact...... I'm also curious to know, what's going on. ”

Dumbledore showed just the right amount of confusion. He looked around:

"We really should only have three warriors, but now ......"

Dumbledore smiled wryly, "You don't think I did it, do you?" Why would I do such a thing? ”

Maxim and Karkaroff looked at each other.

Dumbledore really had no reason to make a whole bunch of warriors.

If there were one or two more Hogwarts students, they would understand. But now it's not just Hogwarts students.

"Ask Stark, shall you?" Crouch interjected suddenly.

"During this time, he has been keeping the Goblet of Fire, he may know something!"

Everyone was stunned.

Professor Snape grinned, dragging a greasy voice, "I'll call him." ”

He was worried that he wouldn't have a chance to trouble William. In the last class, all the herbs he 'picked up' were stolen.

It must have been stolen by a big piece of!

Snape had no proof, but he never needed it to do things.

Intuition told him the truth!

In the same way, this incident is inseparable from him!

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Sitting at the Ravenclaw table, William was slowly sipping black tea.

He glanced at the Gryffindor table, where Harry was sitting in place, head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

There is another important reason why Dumbledore did not choose Harry to become a warrior:

Peter found Voldemort and tortured Bertha, so there is a high probability that he would know about the Triwizard Tournament in advance.

At the time of the World Cup, Voldemort did not make trouble, so the Triwizard Tournament was likely to be shot.

Dumbledore was adamant that if Voldemort wanted to cause trouble, or if he wanted to be resurrected, his target would be Harry.

Although William didn't know why the principal was so sure, he still thought about it according to this idea.

Voldemort's target is really Harry, and he wants to do something in the game, the biggest possibility...... It's about making Harry a warrior!

If William were Voldemort, he would have done so.

Only when he becomes a warrior can he fish in troubled waters.

So, William couldn't make Harry a warrior. He was waiting for the other party to make a move, and then he went down the vine.

Someone threw Harry's name into it, and William was able to communicate with the red dragon in the Holy Grail and slowly find out where that person was.

In fact, William asked the twins and Cedric to take turns monitoring the Hogwarts map last night, according to the time period.

As soon as someone goes to the list, it will be written down.

But alas, it was all students who came in the evening.

Of course, if it were Peter, it would not have been discovered. After all, his name has long been erased from the map.

William was ready, and Harry's name was ready to emerge from the Goblet of Fire.

But they seem to have guessed wrong...... Harry didn't become a warrior, and no one threw his name into it.

Or is it ...... Voldemort also thought of this layer after revealing his tracks in Albania.

So, ready to execute a more stealthy plan?

William rubbed his eyebrows and suddenly raised his head. Because the auditorium was quiet.

Professor Snape didn't need to speak, he had a good temperament, he just needed to squint and look around to silence everyone.

Even the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were no exception.

This greasy middle-aged old man...... Something.

Professor Snape walked towards William, and as he passed by Gryffindor, he casually searched for the ballast and deducted twenty points.

William held his glass and couldn't help but laugh.

He seriously doubted that deducting Gryffindor's house points had become Professor Snape's muscle memory.

When he talks in his sleep, he's probably able to say something like that: Potter...... Gryffindor deducts five points.

Professor Snape walked over to the Ravenclaw table, shook his robe, and sneered, "Let's go, don't you have a little realization?" What have you done? ”

William took a sip of tea and said softly, "I don't understand what you are saying." ”

Snape narrowed his eyes, picked a seat to sit down, and without looking at William, frowned and whispered:

"Have you offended Crouch?"

William's eyebrows raised.

"Probably, during the summer vacation, he said I burned down the forests of Albania."

Crouch did approach William and Hermione because of this, but mainly to find out about Bertha.

William and Hermione said they didn't know, maybe they had a grudge against him.

Professor Snape gloated, "Then you're in trouble, he just named and suspected you, saying that the Goblet of Fire had been with you all along. ”

"He has no evidence that I did it." William said calmly.

Snape snorted and said, "It's not a lot of money, is it?" ”

William just laughed and didn't say anything, didn't admit it, didn't deny it.

Snape pouted.

Others don't know, but he does.

William picks up all kinds of school wool, and also sells eight-eyed giant spider materials with him.

This time the warrior's business must have been done by William, and he made a lot of money.

"Thank you, Professor, for the reminder." William spun his glass.

Snape was okay and told him that Crouch was backstabbing him.

This Crouch...... It's a serious problem.

"Reminder, I didn't remind you of anything!"

Professor Snape stood up abruptly and snapped, "Aren't you leaving?" Do you need me to tell me what I've done?

The principals are waiting for you! ”

William was slightly stunned, but Snape turned and left, leaving him with an angry back.

The auditorium suddenly exploded again.

It turned out to be Stark's ghost!

William was speechless for a moment, and as soon as he finished praising Professor Snape, he came to make a fuss again.

Originally, William just went to the room, and everyone thought that there was something to do with him.

But isn't the professor's voice really sitting on the fact that he did it!

Hogwarts is a paradise of rumors, and you don't need any evidence, just make up your brains.

William sighed, and slowly walked into the room under the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone.

In the room, there is still a rivalry.

Maxim seems to have quarreled with Karkaroff again.

Seeing William coming, the two of them shut up again, both staring at him.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" William asked, "Are you looking for me to be a referee?" ”

“……”

"Not the referee...... Dumbledore shook his head, "William, you've seen so many warriors too.

We want to know if you know about it. ”

William soared his acting skills and frowned: "I don't know...... I would love to be a warrior too.

Truth be told, that's a huge honor.

If I can break the age line, I'm sure I'll be a warrior myself! ”

"But, Crouch just said that the Goblet of Fire has always been with you?" Karkaroff still had an icy smile on his face, and the chill in his eyes deepened.

"You're a student, why do you keep the Goblet of Fire?!" He questioned. "Who gave you the power!"

"The Italian Ministry of Magic gave me the authority to you." William said.

"During the summer vacation, I happened to do the Italian Minister of Magic a small favor."

Small favors...... Everyone has a black line.

Saved Venice...... Is it a small favor?

In such a comparison, isn't Voldemort the boss of the village.

William continued: "I happen to be particularly fond of the Goblet of Fire.

In order to commemorate my great friendship with the Ministry of Magic of Italy, Minister Hewen lent me the Goblet of Fire for study.

I have the right to dispose of the Goblet of Fire, and you are borrowing something from me.

Of course, I have the power to decide when to lend it to you.

Is there a problem? ”

Everyone was speechless. This...... Of course, no problem.

"As for why these people are warriors, you should ask them, ask me what I do?!"

William paced around the room, casually pointing to a Durmstrang student, and said:

"Did I help you become a warrior? You tell the truth! ”

"It's not!" The man shook his head desperately. "I became a warrior by my own strength!"

"Sincerely."

William patted Malfoy on the shoulder again. "What about you, I didn't help you become a warrior, did I?"

"No, I voted for my own name!"

Malfoy stiffened his neck, as if everyone questioned his abilities and was the greatest insult to him.

William smiled: "Very good, very energetic!" ”

Snape in the corner pouted.

Malfoy aside, if Weasley could become a warrior on his own, then the Goblet of Fire would not be called a Goblet of Fire.

It should be renamed ...... Mentally retarded cup.

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Four thousand words in two, it will not be divided into two chapters.

There is also a chapter in the evening, which is equivalent to the third chapter. )