Chapter 401 Unexpected Candidate

Dumbledore gently grabbed the parchment with a special look, an incomprehensible meaning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He held the parchment far away, staring at the names on it, and there was a long silence.

Until finally, in everyone's eyes, he read out loud, "Harry Potter." ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Harry Potter, which was different from what everyone imagined, why there was a fourth person to participate.

George could clearly see the blankness on Harry's face, and Harry's expression revealed that he didn't know anything about it.

George's mind continued to sink, if it wasn't Harry's own choice, who would have signed up for him? There weren't many people in the academy who had this mind and ability, and it wasn't hard to guess why this person wanted Harry to participate in this competition.

"It seems that this year's Triwizard Tournament is not as simple as that, and the real purpose of the competition is not just a competition between students. George was secretly thinking about the plans that might be lurking in it.

At this time, Harry was completely blinded, like someone was pointing a blinding flash into his eyes. And with the sound of gongs and drums, he deafened his ears. It's like he's in a state of turning a blind eye, hearing but not hearing. He had no idea what was going on.

His first reaction was when he reported his name yesterday. But he reacted immediately, he didn't sign up at all, and he was sure that he didn't have the habit of sleepwalking. Today, he's been spending time with Ron and Hermione.

Throughout the day, he could be sure that he had absolutely no time to miss, and it was certainly not his name.

So, the question is, if it wasn't his own name, who would be it?

He subconsciously thought about one possibility after another, George? No, George wouldn't do such a headless thing. In fact, he prefers to watch them do something, express their feelings, and then educate them. This kind of brainless behavior has always been opposed by George.

If it weren't for George, Harry turned his gaze to Dumbledore, could it be him? This is possible, although he can't find a reason why Dumbledore would do this for the time being, but the things in the school, it is difficult to hide from Dumbledore's eyes, unless he doesn't intend to pay attention.

If it weren't Dumbledore, could it be Snape, I don't rule out this possibility, but it's a little small. Snape preferred to humiliate him endlessly rather than kill him outright, and even if it was possible, Snape preferred to save his life.

Or someone from another school? Professor Karkaroff seems suspicious, or is it the new Professor Moody?

Harry was frantically wondering who had signed him up.

The students had begun to whisper, and their dissatisfaction and will could even reach the air through the look on their faces. The students appeared very dissatisfied, as if they felt that someone had tarnished the honor of the Warriors.

Ron was dumbfounded, seeing the tense atmosphere now, and a little glad that he hadn't tried to cheat the age line to sign up. Now it seems that a cheating warrior is not so easy to be. The students who have been squeezed out, and the students who support these students, are not easy to deal with.

"But when did Harry sign up?" Ron looked at Harry suspiciously, they were all together today. At night, it's not easy to sneak up without waking him up. The training in the African savannah has made his perception very sharp.

Hermione looked at Harry worriedly, believing it wasn't Harry's will. If Harry really wanted to sign up, he wouldn't hide it, and it wasn't something he didn't know.

He will discuss with everyone, discuss together, accept everyone's opinions, and ask for the appropriate method. They've been doing this for years, whether it's in the Philosopher's Stone or the Chamber of Secrets, including Sirius Black.

They've always been like this, they're friends, they're family. They don't lie to their friends, they don't lie to their families. This was definitely not Harry's intention, and Hermione didn't believe that Harry would do such a dangerous thing on his own.

"I didn't, I didn't put my name in it. Harry stood up with his hands on the table, controlling his emotions and saying, "I promise, I didn't do it. ”

On the podium, Professor Dumbledore stood up, and he nodded to Professor McGonagall.

"Harry Potter. He shouted at Harry, "Harry, come here, come up first." ”

"I believe in you. Hermione whispered, and she nudged Harry again, "Go ahead." ”

"It's okay, just go and explain it to the professor. Ron whispered behind Harry's back.

The trust of his friends warmed Harry's heart, and they believed in him, and that was enough.

Carefully controlling his somewhat top-heavy body, he walked towards the position of the presidium, and he saw George, who nodded at him, his eyes reassuring and trusting. As if a force had passed through his gaze, Harry was slowly able to control himself again.

Harry could feel the doubt, the suspicion, the anger, the contempt in the eyes of the others.

At this time, hundreds of eyes were staring at him, and there was malice in them. But at this time, the trust and support of his friends put a protective spell on him, and these malices could not hurt him.

With a firm step, he walked up to Dumbledore, and all the teachers had their eyes fixed on him.

"I didn't do it. Harry said with a sense of pity.

"Go to the next room first, Harry. Dumbledore said flatly.

Harry continued along the faculty desk, Hagrid sitting at the very edge, just like he was. But he didn't say hello to Harry now, he was completely stunned.

Harry walked through the door and exited the auditorium into a small room. On the walls on both sides of the room hung portraits of wizards. Directly opposite the door, there was a fireplace, and the fire was in full swing.

When Harry walked in, the wizards in the portrait turned their faces to him. He also saw a crumpled witch leave his frame and burrow into the frame next to him, whispering to a bearded wizard.

Victor Krum, Fleur Delacour, and Cedric Diggory all gathered around the fire. Krum leaned against the wall of the fireplace, as if looking down in contemplation, and he stood in a position that was clearly distancing himself from the other two.

(To be continued.) )