"Restart the Triwizard Tournament?"

This condition not only made Lady Maxim frown, but also made Dumbledore frown.

Triwizard Tournament, this is not an unfamiliar name, but a long-established wizarding tournament. Of course, participants were limited to students from the three schools of witchcraft and wizardry: Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, and Durmstrang.

Each school chooses a Warrior, and while this Warrior may not be the strongest in the entire school, he is bound to be one of the best students in the school anyway.

And that's why the game has been banned for centuries.

Because this competition basically every five years, one of the three schools, or even the second, loses one of their best students.

The losses over the long have been too much. Even later, the British Ministry of Magic, or to be precise, Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman, led the reactivation of the Triwizard Tournament, which cost Hogwarts an excellent student.

If it weren't for Voldemort and Dumbledore's aerial fight, wouldn't Cedric Diggory be dead?

Not really, Harry's triwizard tournament wasn't very angry. Because Hogwarts has two Champions at the same time, the other two are somewhat of a mouse-thrower.

In Harry's absence, the smell of gunpowder between the three of them might have been a little stronger.

If something really happens, you can't tell. After all, although Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch are good, in fact, they should still have no less standard of death.

Of course, Luke knew that if this game was to be really organized, the Ministry of Magic's Department of Magical Sports and Sports could not do it alone. The approval of the three principals is indispensable.

And taking this as a condition is also the result of Luke's careful consideration.

Dumbledore needed a chance to seduce Voldemort and his Death Eaters. And Ingor Karkaroff needs to once again make a name for himself and push his school's spokesperson, Krum, to the next level, in order to demonstrate his coaching ability, and to wash away the mark left by an "excellent alumnus" on the school as much as possible.

The name of that outstanding alumnus was Gellert Grindelwald.

The name alone is enough to make many parents shy away from this school.

If both men had needs, then Madame Maxim's competitive nature would have made her agree. And the reason why Luke put forward this condition is naturally to give Madame Maxim a thorough understanding in advance. Of course, there are other reasons......

"I do hear all the time that Mr. Barty Crouch of the British Ministry of Magic is working on this project." When Madame Maxim heard this condition, there was a strange look on her face. She is an adult, so naturally she will not think that such a condition that is not light or heavy will be so simple.

How much interest exchange is behind this, she can't say for the time being.

Anyway, Barty Crouch, who has considerable power in the Ministry of Magic and is very capable, should be grateful to Luke.

That's a huge achievement. As long as this competition is held normally, even if one or two people die, Barty Crouch will be able to use this political achievement of restarting the magic competition that has been suspended for centuries to wash away the stains on his body, and then go further in his career and get back what he didn't get back then-

The seat of the Minister of Magic.

Luke's request can be regarded as a favor. And as long as Madame Maxim is sensible, when she negotiates with Barty Crouch, she will naturally mention Luke's request, and even add fuel to it.

And the second point, since it is a request from the British Ministry of Magic, then the venue for this game is most likely Hogwarts.

All three schools of magic wanted to put this game on their home turf, so that it would be good for both influence and the safety of their students. As soon as Luke's request was mentioned, Lady Maxime could only pinch her nose and agree or even support Hogwarts to play her home field.

There is a third point

…… As long as the tournament runs smoothly, they will be at Hogwarts for almost a year.

Madame Maxim quietly glanced at the two daughters of the Delacour family behind her, and did not say anything.

In a year, that's enough to do anything.

Of course, there was something else behind this, that Lady Maxim didn't know, and Dumbledore had guessed.

However, like Lady Maxime, Dumbledore was still drinking black tea with a fixed face. It's just that my eyes are a little brighter.

"I don't have a problem with that, but are you going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament yourself? With all due respect, it's not up to us to decide who the Warriors will be, and if that's the case, then the tournament will probably be five or six years away."

Seventeen years old can only sign up, which is not a rule only in the year Harry and the others participated.

"The Goblet of Fire is just a magic item after all."

Luke smiled and replied, "The game time will be pushed forward as soon as possible."

Luke glanced at Fleur, and Fleur subconsciously sat up straight when she sensed Luke's gaze. But Luke's gaze quickly retracted, and then her mood was slightly complicated.

It looks like you can't poke this guy in the face anymore.

Fleur couldn't help but think with some regret.

"It's going to be held at a time when Miss Fleur can attend."

As Luke said this, he glanced at his headmaster. Dumbledore frowned, but nodded. Actually, it was a good thing not to let Harry participate directly. After all, in the middle of the game, there are some things that even he can't save in time. As a spectator outside, this bait is also sufficient. And if he really competes, he can't guarantee that Harry can compete for Luke in the Warriors spot.

There weren't many opportunities to sneak into Hogwarts in the open, but it shouldn't be difficult for Durmstrang students to pretend to be right now.

After all, this school focuses on mystery, and mystery means that no one knows. It also means that there are few acquaintances, so it is easy to play.

See, Dumbledore even thoughtfully helped the Death Eaters figure out the way to invade.

So he nodded, acknowledging the moment.

Of course, he had no idea that the Death Eaters would play their cards out of the ordinary sense after that.

Madame Maxim still had some concerns: "But Karkaroff may not necessarily agree to this, by the way, Karkaroff is the headmaster of Durmstrang. The three of us must agree to this."

Luke nodded, "Victor Krum, that's old enough."

As soon as these words came out, Madame Maxim finally knew how much homework Luke had done to make this request. He even had anticipation of each school's most likely Warrior candidates.

"As for myself, you don't have to worry." Luke laughed and said, "If I can't handle the Goblet of Fire, it means I don't have what it takes to compete in the Triwizard Tournament."

When Madame Maxim heard this, her face could not help but be a little strange.

No matter how brutal the Triwizard Tournament is, it is a battle between students. It's just a little less restrictive. But Madame Maxim didn't think any adult wizard could handle the goblet of fire.

"If there is no problem with this condition, then ......"

Luke looked at Madame Maxim and gave him an inquiring look.

Madame Maxim exhaled softly and said earnestly, "No problem."

"Then I believe there are still a lot of matters waiting for you to deal with at the school, so you can go back to work first."

Luke made a gesture of please.

Madame Maxim smiled politely at Luke, then turned away. She knew very well that the reason why Luke dealt with his own affairs first was because he was the only outsider in the entire room.

In this regard, she can only sigh that the luck of the Delacul family is really good.

After Madame Maxim left, Luke also breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person looked at it

I got up and slacked a lot.

He looked at the family of four beside him and said with a smile, "The four of them don't need to be restrained, just like in their own home."

Mr. Delacour shook his head again and again, this kind of polite words, just listen to it.

Immediately after that, he raised a question that he was most concerned about.

"Mr. Gaunt, what you just meant, are you planning to let Fleur go to the Triwizard Tournament?"

After Luke nodded, Mister Delacul's expression turned serious, "I beg your pardon for refusing."

The tone is firm and can even be described as tough. So Mrs. Delacour tugged at her husband's sleeve. And Gemma took a deep look at the man who was only a middle-level civil servant in the French Ministry of Magic as revealed in the background check.

Mr. Delacour's expression stiffened slightly. It could be seen that he was still a little nervous. But no matter how tight the hand was clenched into a fist, he still had to say it.

"I don't want my daughter to be involved in that kind of brutal fighting. Even though I know what a glamorous resume it is. But I still don't want my daughter to risk her life to earn this resume."

"She's good enough in her own right, and she's so proud that neither she nor we need this extra glory."

Dumbledore on the side couldn't help but nod his head when he said this. Either way, this is a good father.

After saying these words, Mr. Delacour's expression became even more nervous, and he seemed to have foreseen such a scene.

Luke leaned back on the sofa and said coldly, "But my reciprocation, when do I need your consent."

And he couldn't do anything in the face of such words. Because Luke really doesn't need his consent to do this. It doesn't even require the consent of any one in their family. Still, he was ready to argue with his arguments.

But...... Such a scene did not arise.

Luke looked into Mr. Delacour's eyes and said seriously, "I can understand your thoughts. You are a wonderful father."

This reaction surprised and relieved Mr. Delacour.

It's a good thing to be able to negotiate.

But Luke's next sentence pushed him to a position that had nothing to do with this matter.

"The choice of the Warrior is the choice of the Goblet of Fire, and I will not actively manipulate it to choose Miss Fleur, this is my promise. So whether Miss Fleur can be chosen or not depends on luck."

Luke looked at Fleur with a smile and said, "If Miss Fleur doesn't want to, you can not throw your name into the Goblet of Fire at that time, so that you will naturally not become a warrior." Madame Maxim will not put pressure on you in this choice."

"Of course, if I become a warrior, I will do everything in my power to ensure the safety of Miss Fleur."

"I'm not the one to take revenge."

"Again...... It's just an add-on. My true reward, you'll see later."

As he said the last sentence, Luke looked at Mr. Delacour with a mysterious smile on his face.

…………

Actually, Mr. Delacour was right. At the very least, the result is the same.

It's just that Luke spoke clearly, made his interests clear, drew a big pie, and gave him a chance. But in reality, it's still ......

"My gratitude, when do I need your consent?"

It's just more tactful.

"How will he repay us?"

When Mr. Delacour left the apartment building, he still looked very confused, even a little helpless.

In the end, they just got a specious promise. It's not that he coerced his favor to repay it, but he would rather not repay the favor than this kind of model lake.

"Then you will suspect that a lot of your subsequent success is the result of his retribution, right?"

Fleur looked at her father's helpless expression, and after thinking for a moment, asked.

Right

Mr. Delacour was surprised but not surprised that his daughter was able to ask this question. He was not surprised that his daughter had such a brain. But he was a little surprised that his daughter had the heart to think about these things.

"Yes. Not necessarily a good thing...... If he doesn't say it all the time."

After saying this sentence with some reluctance, Mr. Delacour looked at his daughter beside him with a serious face.

"Fleur, what do you think? Do you really want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"

Fleur looked at her father and smiled, "Although you said that you are not willing to participate in this dangerous competition for the sake of a resume and honor."

"However, whether it is an excellent resume or this honor, it seems that it is something I am pursuing!"

"What's more, I have faith in myself."

At this time, Fleur is proud like a swan princess who shows her white wings.

"In terms of strength, I will definitely not be weaker than any of my peers!"

Hearing this, Mr. Delacour also knew that his obstruction would have no effect.

"If you do get chosen, go ask that Mr. Gaunt. He promised to do everything in his power to keep you safe."

Madame Delacour also nodded, and then said, "And to be honest, Baby Fleur, that Luke Gaunt's strength is only stronger than your current one~"

"You're not weaker than your peers."

"But you're weaker than the kid you're younger than you~"

Fleur suddenly felt a little annoyed by her mother.

But Madame de la Cull did not stop there, but continued, "And this stage does not look like it is for anyone else."

Gabrielle looked at her parents, mother, and sister with some confusion. What impressed her the most about everything she had today was......

"Dim sum is delicious, much better than eating at home!"

But this family of four has not gone far yet.

"Boom!" A loud bang reached their ears.

When I looked back, I saw that the apartment building they had just walked out of had become a sea of fire.