Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Temptation of a Warrior

If Professor Snape was only grim-faced when he was forced to deduct points from Slytherin before, now he fully explains what it means...... Angry and furious.

Especially Snape's face, which was already red and warm, brighter than the coffin that had just been painted red, everyone was really afraid that he would suddenly turn around and strangle Harry and the others.

The trio of Harry, Ron, and Malfoy were also trembling, standing behind Snape like minions, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Severus, thank you for your hard work, hurry back to your room and change into clean clothes." Dumbledore spoke, "As for the five of you, go back to the table too." Snape snorted violently, glared at a few more men viciously, and left the Great Hall.

When the Great Hall was quiet again, Dumbledore coughed and continued, "Where did I just go?" Oh, a thousand Galleons! ”

"The winner will win honor for his school and will personally receive a prize of 1,000 Galleons." Dumbledore smiled and said, "In October, the headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will come with their carefully selected competitors, and the ceremony of selecting the warriors will also be held on Halloween. Dumbledore looked around, and the students he saw puffed out their chests.

"Anyone...... All students can sign up, but in the end, only one student can become a Hogwarts Champion. The students whispered.

"Tonight, there's one last thing." Dumbledore opened his arms and made a gesture of welcome, his voice echoing through the Great Hall,

"Enjoy the dinner!" All the empty plates were suddenly piled up with food, and the atmosphere in the whole auditorium suddenly became lively.

Harry and Ron were drenched and sat down at the Gryffindor table, their faces covered in bruises and redness, apparently full of stories and accidents.

They thought everyone would be curious about what was going on, especially Ron, who had written several articles on the way

A short essay on "punching Malfoy, kicking Goyle...... But no one cared about him at all. While everyone was eating, they were excitedly whispering to their neighbors and discussing the Triwizard Tournament.

"What are you talking about?" Harry couldn't help but ask, "What tournament, what warrior?" ”

"Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang are going to host the Triwizard Tournament together!" Dean Thomas excited: "Every school selects a student to participate in the competition. ”

"Why do you want to participate in this?" Ron bit into the pie and asked, "I mean...... Are there any benefits? ”

"Ron, it's a great honor to be a warrior!" Seamus laughed, "The champion also has a reward of a thousand Galleons. ”

"A thousand Galleons?!" Ron was so startled by the number that he was so excited that a small piece of pie got stuck in his throat.

Ron coughed vigorously a few times, choking on a little crispy skin, before recovering, and then said excitedly: "Merlin, how much money is rewarded? "He'd never seen so many Galleons in his life.

In fact, most of the time they only had a pitiful few Galleons in their coffers, and the most time they won the Prophet's jackpot last year was 700 Galleons.

However, the family soon went to Egypt and consumed the galleons.

"I want to participate!" Ron lowered his voice excitedly, his face lit up with excitement at the thought of the possibility of obtaining such honor and wealth.

"My dear little brother, everyone wants to participate." George shook his head and said.

"That's right." Fred gave a thumbs up, pointed at himself, and said, "That means you're going to compete with us." Ron stopped talking.

"How do you become a warrior?" Harry asked,

"What are we better than?" If it was compared to the test results or the potion brewing, then he would definitely not be selected, but if it was compared to riding a broomstick, he still had a good chance.

"I don't know." Fred shook his head,

Dumbledore didn't say. Hermione didn't participate in the discussion, eating her dinner as she stared at the Rune Dictionary resting on a jug of milk.

Seeing that Hermione was so determined, Ginny thought she should know something, so she asked, "Hermione, do you know how to choose a warrior?" Everyone looked at Hermione, she was the famous Gryffindor jack of all trades, and there was nothing she didn't know.

Hermione nodded as expected,

"You can think of it as a sort of sorting hat for Warriors, but I can't say how specific." Lavender Brown wanted to know more clearly, so he deliberately asked, "Is this in which book?" Hermione saw that everyone was looking at her, and a smile suddenly broke into her face.

"It's not in any book, Rove told me."

"And how did he know?"

"Dumbledore and Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were in Berlin in the summer to discuss the resumption of the Triwizard Tournament." Hermione explained, "Rove was there and was there. Everyone looked shocked, but Ron thought he was bragging, and said in a questioning tone: "Hermione, we all know that Rove is amazing, but how can the three principals have a meeting, how can he let one of his students participate?" ”

"Rove is not just a student, but also a famous wizard with an international reputation!" Hermione looked at Ron with a sharp gaze and retorted, "He can even attend the General Assembly of the International Federation of Wizards, and he also made an important speech, and the three principals are discussing the Triwizard Tournament, isn't it normal for him to sit in on it?" ”

"In fact, Beauxbatons' headmaster originally proposed that you must be at least seventeen years old to participate in the tournament, and it was Rove and her who fought hard to remove this restriction!" The students all looked at each other, and their hearts were more and more shocked.

Many young wizards, not to mention the international situation, even current affairs in the UK, don't care much, and what they discuss every day is not what to eat, or how much homework is written during the summer vacation, or Quidditch and other entertainment.

The International Federation of Wizards and the Ministry of Magic are too majestic and distant for them, and they really don't understand Rove's current international reputation, and they still treat him as a slightly more famous student.

They couldn't even imagine that Rove would be able to sit down for a meeting with the three principals and change their decision...... It's just amazing!

Harry suddenly remembered that Percy had been touting Rove during the summer vacation, and hoped that through him, he would catch up with officials from the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards.

He was a little surprised at the time, but now he realizes it even more profoundly.

"I love Rove!" George laughed: "Luckily, the age limit has been lifted, and we won't be 17 until April next year, when the competition is almost over." ”

"But that means Rove can sign up too." Ginny grinned, "There's only one place in a school." Ginny's words were splashed on everyone's heads like ice water.

Only then did they realize the brutal truth that there was only one spot at Hogwarts...... Why should they be warriors?

To put it more bluntly, who can snatch the Warriors' spot from Rove? Many of the students, after being excited, also realized this, gradually quieted down, and then turned their heads to look at Rove.

For a while, it was as if the entire auditorium was watching one person. The boy sat at the Hufflepuff table and ate quietly.

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