Fleur Delacour shook her long hair, smiled, and said, "Oh, that's a funny joke, Mr. Bagman. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Jokes?" Bagman repeated, somewhat puzzled, "No, no, absolutely not!" Their names just spewed out of the Goblet of Fire! ”

Krum's two thick eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Cedric still looked very cultured and confused.

Fleur frowned.

"But that's obviously a mistake," she said haughtily to Bagman, "and they can't play." They are too young. ”

"yes...... It's surprising," Bagman rubbed his smooth chin and looked down at Harry with a smile, then at Duten, "but, as you know, the age restriction as an extra security measure was only introduced this year, since their names are squirting out of the goblet...... I mean, I don't think I'm allowed to escape now that I've gotten to this point...... The rules are very clear and you must follow them...... They're going to do their best—"

As he spoke, the door behind him was pushed open again, and a large crowd entered: Professor Dumbledore, followed by Mr. Crouch, Professor Karkaroff, Lady Maxim, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape. Before Professor McGonagall could close the door, hundreds of students buzzed in the next auditorium.

"Madame Maxim!" As soon as Fleur saw her headmaster, she immediately strode towards her headmaster, "They said these two little boys were going to compete too!" ”

Harry felt a flash of anger in his heart, as his brain was numb. Little boys?

Du Teng didn't react at all, smiling, as if the other party wasn't talking about him.

Madame Maxim straightened her tall and burly frame. Her handsome head touched a chandelier lit with candles, and her huge breasts in black satin rose and fell violently.

"What the hell does that mean, Dumbledore?" She said arrogantly.

"I want to know that too, Dumbledore," Professor Karkaroff said. He had a cold smile on his face, and a pair of blue eyes were as cold as ice cubes, "There are three warriors at Hogwarts?" I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school could have three warriors. Haven't I read those charters carefully enough? ”

He let out a short laugh, and his voice was unpleasant.

"It can't be," said Madame Maxime, her large hand with many ornate opals resting on Fleur's shoulder, "it's grossly unfair that there can't be two or three warriors at Hogwarts." ”

"We have the impression that your age line will keep out underage competitors, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said, still with that cold smile on his face and a deeper chill in his eyes, "otherwise, we would have brought in more candidates from our school." ”

"Potter is to blame for this, Karkaroff," Snape said softly, his dark eyes flashing with hostility, "don't blame Dumbledore, blame Potter for breaking the statutes." Ever since he entered the school, he's been violating the school rules—"

"Thank you, Severus." Dumbledore said categorically, and Snape closed his mouth, but his eyes still gleamed with malice through his greasy black hair.

Professor Dumbledore was now looking down at Harry, who was looking at him too, trying to read the look hidden behind the half-moon lenses.

"Did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" He asked calmly.

"Nope." Harry said. He was well aware that everyone was watching him closely. Snape made an impatient voice of disbelief in the shadows.

"Have you asked an older classmate to help you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Professor Dumbledore ignored Snape and continued to ask.

"Nope." Harry said excitedly.

"Ah, he must be lying!" Madame Maxim exclaimed. Snape shook his head and pursed his lips.

"There's no way he's going to cross that age line," Professor McGonagall snapped, "and I'm sure we can all agree on that—"

"Dumbledore's line must be wrong." Madame Maxim said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course, it's possible." Dumbledore said politely.

Then he looked at Duten, and although Dumbledore knew Duten very well about him, he still had to ask.

"What about you? Du Teng, did you put your name in yourself? ”

The same question, Professor Maxim and Professor Karkarov have begun to show disdain. What will be the answer? They know that it is nothing more than another lie, which is too normal, there is one and there are two, and if there is one, there will inevitably be another......

"Of course, Professor, I don't think anyone can put my name in for me."

Du Teng said with a smile.

"Listen, Dumbledore, listen to what he said, what does it mean that he didn't let go? It's not that he put it himself, but it can be ...... Wait, what do you say? The name you put yourself? ”

Karkaroff's eyes widened in disbelief and he stared at Duten.

"yes, is there a problem?"

Du Teng glanced at Karkaroff with a smile, and his contemptuous expression immediately ignited the anger in Karkaroff's heart.

"Impossible, there is obviously an age-restricted enchantment, how can you put your name in it!"

"You also said that it's just a layer of enchantment, as long as you break it, wouldn't it? Do you think that barrier is difficult to break? I don't think so.,It's just an enchantment with no attack power.,It's very easy.。 ”

Du Teng had a relaxed smile on his face.

"You ......"

Karkaroff was so choked that he couldn't speak, his eyes widened, and he stared at Duten with an expression that seemed to swallow him alive.

"Mr. Crouch...... Mr. Bagman," Madame Maxim began, her voice deep, "you two are our - um- objective judges. Surely you think this is grossly inappropriate, don't you? ”

Bagman wiped his round baby face with a handkerchief and turned to look at Mr. Crouch. Mr. Crouch stood outside the aperture of the fire, his face half hidden in shadow. He looked a little weird, the dark shadow on his side made him look much older, and he looked a little like a skeleton. But when he spoke, his voice was as stiff as usual.

"We have to abide by the rules, which clearly state that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must compete in the tournament."

"Hey, Barty memorized the charter so well." Bagman said, with a smile on his face, looked back at Karkaroff and Madame Maxim, as if the matter had been settled satisfactorily.

"I insisted that my other students re-enroll." Kakarov said. His voice was cold, his smile had long since faded, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly, "You must put the Goblet of Fire back up, and we will keep adding names to it until each school produces three warriors." That's fair, Dumbledore. ”

"But Kakaroff, I'm afraid it won't work," said Bagman, "and the Goblet of Fire has just been extinguished—it won't be rekindled until the next tournament."

"--The next tournament, Durmstrang will never participate!" Karkaroff was furious, "We had so many meetings, after so many negotiations and consultations, I didn't expect such a thing to happen!" I almost want to leave now! ”

"Threat of bluffing, Karkarov!" A voice by the door roared, "You can't leave your warriors now. He had to compete. They all have to compete. As Dumbledore had said, this was subject to a magical contract. It's good for you, isn't it? ”

Moody just walked into the room.

He limped towards the fire, making a loud thud every time his right foot hit the ground.

"Proneficial?" Karkaroff said, "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Moody. ”

"Really?" Moody whispered, "It's simple, Karkaroff. Someone put Potter's name in that goblet, and he knew that if the name was spewed out, Potter would have to compete. ”

"Obviously, that guy wants to give Hogwarts two chances!" Madame Maxim said.

"I agree with you, Madame Maxim," Karkaroff said, bowing to her, "I have a complaint against the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards—"

"If there's anyone who has reason to complain, it's Potter," Moody said gruffly, "but I didn't hear a word say about it......"

"Why is he complaining?" Fleur Delacour couldn't help but ask, stomping his foot, "He's got a chance to compete, hasn't he?" For weeks, we've been wishing we were chosen! Glory to our school! And a prize of 1,000 Galleons - an opportunity that many people dream of! ”

"Maybe someone wants Potter to die for this." Moody said, with a hint of growl in his tone.

After his words, there was a tense silence. Ludo Bagman looked very anxious, his body bouncing up and down uneasily, and his mouth said, "Moody, you old fellow...... How to say such a thing! ”

"We all know that Professor Moody would have wasted the morning if he hadn't found out six people trying to murder him before lunch." Karkaroff exclaimed, "Apparently, he is also teaching his students to be suspicious and think that someone is trying to kill him." As a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, this quality is really rare, Dumbledore. But there is no doubt that you have your own considerations. ”

"What, I'm making something out of nothing?" Moody roared, "I have feelings, huh? The one who threw the boy's name into the goblet was definitely a wizard with clever means......"

"Oh, what proof do you have for that?" Madame Maxim asked, holding up two large hands.

"Because they deceived a very powerful magical object!" "It would take a particularly powerful confusion charm to blind that goblet into making him forget that only three schools were competing in the tournament...... I guess they must have put Potter's name as a student at the fourth school, making sure he was the only candidate for that school......"

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into this, Moody," Karkaroff said coldly, "and this is a very new theory—if you say so, then this classmate is a student of the Fifth School?" Do you want to say that he can fool the Goblet of Fire? Of course, I've heard that you've recently had a whim, thinking that a birthday present you received contained a cleverly disguised basilisk egg, and you smashed it to pieces, only to find out that it was a travel alarm clock. Therefore, if we don't take your words very seriously, you will be able to understand......"

"Professor Karkaroff, in fact I did deceive the Goblet of Fire."

However, before Karkaroff could finish speaking, Duten continued.

"Of course, going through an enchantment doesn't guarantee that my name will be spit out, so I tricked the Goblet of Fire with my special method to make it think that I was the only student in a school, so that I would definitely make it. As for Harry, I don't know who helped him do all this, but Professor Moody's guess was right, and I had to do it my way. ”

Quiet!

Incredibly quiet!

In the large room, only a burst of air was left.

"Okay, okay, good, good, Dumbledore, I understand the style of your Hogwarts house, very good, very good, in short, if we don't fill the vacancy in our school this time, we will withdraw from the Triwizard Tournament, you can do it yourself!"

Karkaroff was slapped in the face one after another, and he couldn't stay any longer, so he roared and gave an ultimatum, and then left the room with Krum.

Madame Maxim was certainly not as irascible as Karkaroff.

"My decision is the same as that of Karkaroff, Dumbledore, think about it."

After that, she also left with her student Fleur, leaving only Dumbledore and the others in the room, looking at the confused Harry and the steady Duten, speechless for a while.

The Goblet of Fire was seen by many students, and the threat of Karkaroff and Madame Maxim somehow reached the ears of the students, causing an uproar.

Of course, the students don't know about the Goblet of Fire.

Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic held emergency consultations overnight, and finally decided to agree that the other two houses would add two players each. For this reason, the Ministry of Magic also specially changed the selection rules of the Goblet of Fire temporarily, relaxing the rules to a certain extent, and finally both colleges added two students, and finally covered up the matter temporarily.

As for the Hogwarts students asking for a chance, Dumbledore ignored it. The most important thing now is to keep the Triwizard Tournament going, after all, this tournament has attracted the attention of an unknown number of people, and it would be too embarrassing to fail directly if it was not even held.

So on the afternoon of the second day of the regular voting, a total of nine warriors from the three major academies gathered in yesterday's room at the same time.

The room, which was originally quite large, suddenly seemed much smaller. (To be continued.) )