"The first project was meant to test your mettle," he said to Hermione, Harry, Cedric, Fleur Delacul, and Victor Krum, "so we're not going to tell you what it is." The courage to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard and is very important ... ”

"The first project will be completed on November 24 in front of the other students and the judging panel."

"Warriors are not allowed to ask for or accept any assistance from their teachers in completing their events. When the warrior faces the first round of challenges, the only weapon in his hand is his wand. They won't know about the second project until the first project is over. Due to the high demands of the game and the long duration of the competition, the Warriors did not take the school year exams. ”

Mr. Crouch turned to look at Dumbledore.

"I guess that's all, Albus?"

"Yes," Dumbledore said, looking at Mr. Crouch with a slight concern, "do you really not want to stay at Hogwarts tonight, Barty?" ”

"Yes, Dumbledore, I must go back to the Ministry," said Mr. Crouch, "and this is a very busy, very difficult time, and I have put young Weatherby in charge temporarily, and he is very enthusiastic and, to be honest, a little too high-"

What a tragic Percy, Barty Crouch still doesn't remember his name.

"Well, then, why don't you at least come over for a drink before you go?" Dumbledore said.

"Come on, Barty, I'm staying here and not leaving!" Bagman was very interested, "It's finally happening at Hogwarts, isn't it, it's a lot more fun than the office!" ”

"I don't agree, Ludo." Crouch said, his tone revealing his usual impatience.

"Professor Karkarov - Madame Maxim - a bedtime drink?" Dumbledore said.

However, Madame Maxim had already put her arm around Fleur's shoulders and led her out of the room. As they walked towards the auditorium, they said something in French, and Karkaroff greeted Krum, and they left without saying a word.

"Harry, Hermione, Cedric, I suggest you go back to sleep." Dumbledore said, smiling at the three of them, "I'm sure the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff classmates are waiting to celebrate with you." They finally had an excuse to make a big fuss, and it was too undeserved to take away this opportunity from them. ”

The Great Hall was now empty, and the flame of the candles was already low, which made the jack-o'-lantern's grinning grin seem flickering and eerie.

"Although it is unfair to you that I am older than you, I will never show mercy to you and let you take away my position as a warrior!" Cedric said to Harry and Hermione, then turned his gaze to Harry and said in a firm tone, "We are rivals again, but this time it must be me!" ”

"It's too early to tell, don't think you're a senior and you're going to beat us, and whoever wins doesn't have to win, right, Harry?" Cedric's words aroused Hermione's competitiveness, and Maple sighed secretly, he had worked so hard to make Hermione lose and avoid danger, but he ignored Hermione's competitiveness.

"Ahh Harry said, feeling a little lacking in confidence.

"Very well, then let's fight it out!" Cedric said confidently. If he wins, the honor for Hogwarts' only warrior will still be his, and he will thank Maple for his offer. He was ashamed to remember that Maple was talking eloquently in front of two Ministry of Magic officials and three principals of the magic school, without showing any fear, and boldly proposing his own proposals. If his opponent is Maple, he may not have the confidence to win. But now that his opponents were Harry and Hermione, he felt he had no reason to lose.

"Fight it out!" Hermione responded, and Harry immediately picked up.

"So, can you tell me, how exactly did you put your name in it?" Cedric couldn't help but ask.

"Senior Cedric," Maple said, "I thought you weren't as mindless as the other students, but I overestimated you. Think about it, if Harry and Hermione were named in the name of Hogwarts, the Goblet of Fire would only spew out the name of one of the three of you.

I know your father works for the Ministry of Magic, and you may have heard about Professor Moody from him. It would be foolish to dismiss Professor Moody's directly if you believe hearsay.

If that's what you say, Harry asks a senior to interfere with the Goblet of Fire and make him the fourth Champion. Do you think that with such a good person, the Goblet of Fire will still choose you as a warrior? Or do you think you can interfere with the Goblet of Fire? Maple asked rhetorically.

"When—of course not," said Cedric, awakened by Maple's words, Cedric immediately showed the demeanor of a gentleman—

"I'm sorry I misunderstood you." Cedric sincerely apologized.

"Thank you for believing in us." Hermione and Harry said.

"Friendship first, competition second. It doesn't matter who wins or loses, as long as you do your best and leave no regrets. And no matter who is left in the end, he will hold the common expectation of the three of them and win this honor for Hogwarts! Maple said.

"Well said!" Cedric praised.

"Come on, let's do it together! For Hogwarts! Maple held out his right hand.

"For the sake of honor!"

"In order to leave no regrets!"

"For Hogwarts!"

They also extended their right hands, pressed them against Maple's, and swung them down vigorously.

"Hahaha!" The four cheered at the same time, Cedric let go of the mustard, Harry forgot his nervousness, in this moment, they were rivals and friends!

"Goodbye! Good night! Cedric went to the Hufflepuff Lounge, while Maple, Hermione, and Harry went to Gryffindor Tower.

When they return to Gryffindor Tower, there is a crumpled witch in the portrait of the Fat Lady, and the school portraits are interconnected, and they can visit each other's portraits.

The witch portrait must have rushed through every painting lined up on the edge of the seven flights of stairs to get here before they returned. Both she and the fat lady looked down at Harry and Hermione with great interest.

"Yes, yes, yes," said the fat lady, "Violet has just told me everything. Who was just chosen to be the school's champion? ”

"Nonsense." Harry ignored them, and instead uttered the command.

"Absolutely not!" The pale-faced witch said angrily.

"No, no, Violet, it's the password." The fat lady comforted, and she spun forward, letting the three of them into the common room.

When the portraits were opened, they almost fell on their backs with a sudden noise that reached their ears. Harry was then dragged into the common room by about a dozen pairs of hands, and was confronted by the entire Gryffindor house, all of whom were screaming, cheering, and whistling.

Luckily, Hermione was a witch and she had a strong boyfriend by her side, so Hermione wouldn't be treated as rough as Harry.

"You should have told us you signed up!" Fred yelled, looking half annoyed, half excited.

"How can you make it through without growing a beard?" George exclaimed.

"We don't." Hermione said, but her voice was quickly drowned out in the noisy crowd.

Angelina rushed up to them in a whirlwind, "I wasn't chosen, but we have two Warriors in Gryffindor, one more than Hufflepuff, and that's a good job!" ”

"Alright, quiet, silent!" Maple took out his wand and directly used a wide range of mute spells, and the lounge fell silent.

"Okay, Hermione is a girl, get some rest early." Maple was thoughtful, and then pushed Harry over without righteousness, and truly played the inhuman side of the opposite sex, "Harry will leave it to you, play as you like." ”

"By the way, the Warriors of Hogwarts are Cedric Diggory, and Harry and Hermione are the Warriors' substitutes, but if Cedric's previous results in the last event are not as good as theirs, then Cedric's Warriors will be replaced by the best of them and then participate in the last event." Maple said before sending Hermione to the door of the girls' dorm room and lifting the mute spell.

"Great, Harry, you must outdo him, the only warrior at Hogwarts is ours!" Fred didn't care about the meaning of the Warriors' bench at all, and immediately said excitedly to Harry after hearing the second half of Maple's words.

Like the Hufflepuff students, they don't want to share this glory with each other, and the only warrior at Hogwarts is what they want most!

Maple freed his girlfriend from the entanglement, leaving Harry alone to suffer-

"We've got something to eat, Harry, come over and eat—"

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten enough at the banquet—"

But no one wanted to hear him say that he was not hungry, no one wanted to hear him say that he had not put his name in the goblet, and no one seemed to notice that he was not in the mood to celebrate it.

Out of nowhere, Lee Jordan flipped out a Gryffindor House flag and insisted that it be wrapped around Harry like a cloak. Harry couldn't get out, and whenever he tried to sneak up the stairs leading to the dormitory, the crowd approached him, surrounded him, and forced him to drink another glass of butterbeer, or shove cookies and peanuts into his hands. Everyone wondered how he did it, how he cheated Dumbledore's age line and threw his name in the goblet...

"I don't know," he said over and over again, "I don't know what's going on. ”

But everyone didn't pay any attention to it, as if he hadn't said anything.

"I'm tired!" After about half an hour, he finally couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "No, seriously, George, I want to go to bed—"

Harry insisted he needed to sleep, nearly knocking the Creevey brothers to the ground as they tried to intercept him at the top of the staircase. In the end, he finally got rid of the crowd and hurried upstairs to the dormitory.

"Loose and energetic!" Back in the dormitory, Maple recited a spell to Harry, and the flag on Harry's body was immediately unraveled.

"Thanks, Maple." Harry thanked him, and then collapsed on his bed, "You've hurt me, Maple. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I did it on purpose. Ah, to tell the truth. Alright Harry, didn't Professor Dumbledore say, 'They finally have an excuse to make a fuss, and it would be too undeserved to take away this opportunity from them.' 'You see how happy everyone is, can you bear to deprive them of such a grand event?' Maple grinned.

"Why am I sacrificing?" Harry grumbled.

"Because Hermione is my girlfriend!" Maple said justifiably.

Okay, stop complaining, I'll give you a gift later.

Maple said silently in his heart.

Things have progressed to this point, Peter Pettigrew is no longer important, presumably Sirius Black can't help but run over after hearing Harry's news, and it's time to let Harry know the truth about his godfather's wrongdoing.

"Ron, what's wrong with you, your face is so ugly?" Maple said.

"I-I-no." Ron's expression was awkward, as if he was trying to squeeze a smile out of his face.

"Envy? Isn't it envious of Harry? Maple asked with a smirk.

"No, I don't, how could it be?" Ron's face was even more wrong.

"You're right, I don't envy Harry either. I don't want the honor of my own parents' sacrifice in exchange. If I could, I'd rather be mediocre in exchange for the company of my parents. But no if, no matter how much I longed for them to come back to me, they were gone, and I didn't even have a picture of them. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day they will disappear from my memory completely ... Maple said, not only remembering his parents in his previous life, this is a dimensional gap that is more difficult than the abyss, as the memories of this life become richer and richer, the memories in their hearts are becoming more and more blurred, but he is powerless to stop it.

The memories of the previous life are the memories in his soul, and his brain only has the experiences of this life and the memories of the predecessor of this body, so the meditation basin is useless.

As she spoke, Maple couldn't help but think of her parents, who had only a vague impression left, and couldn't help but feel sad, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Maple! Harry! Maple said, which also stirred Harry's emotions, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and Ron had a guilty look on his face.

"Ron, when you are looking up and envy the happiness of others, you don't know that your own happiness is being looked up to and envied by others. Ron, there are a lot of people who envy Harry, Neville, Seamus, and Malfoy. There's nothing wrong with wanting to be famous, but it's a big mistake to be jealous. Ron, aside from the honor Voldemort brought to Harry, you're not much worse than him, so use your strength to surpass him, buddy! Maple said.

"Good!" A sincere smile finally appeared on Ron's face, "Thank you, Maple. And, Harry, congratulations on being a Warrior! ”

"Thanks, Ron, buddy!" Harry said happily that with the support of Ron, his best friend, Harry finally relieved his depression and had the courage and confidence to face the unknown.

"Alright, it's late, it's time to go to bed, good night!"

"Good night!"

"Good night!"

The next day, Harry and Ron walked up the spiral staircase to the common room below. As soon as Harry showed up, the classmates who had already eaten breakfast cheered enthusiastically. Harry immediately stopped, feeling a little worried about entering the Great Hall and facing the rest of Gryffindor's classmates, who all regarded him as a hero.

"Harry, over here." Hearing Maple greet him, Harry immediately walked over, and Ron followed.

With several breakfasts in her hand and Hermione with hermione, Harry took the bread and fried eggs that Maple had given him, and said gratefully, "It's good you're prepared." ”

When each of them had a breakfast in their hands, Maple waved his wand again, and four cups of hot milk flew over.

"And the milk, it's amazing." Hermione said happily that she didn't want to be in front of her classmates who were screaming around her more than Harry.

They went downstairs and, without looking at the auditorium, sped through the foyer. Soon, they were striding on the lawn that stretched out towards the lake. Durmstrang's large ship moored on the lake, casting a black reflection in the water. It was a cold morning, but luckily Maple and Hermione were now familiar with the Warmth Charm, and as they walked, they told Ron what had happened last night.

After the incident, Hermione came to her senses again, and as she ate her bread, she pondered, "The question is, who actually put our name in it?" Professor Moody was right, no student could do that, and there was no way a student could deceive the Goblet of Fire or cross Dumbledore's age line. ”

Hermione didn't go to sleep immediately after she got back, but thought about it for a long time before falling asleep groggily. Hermione couldn't figure out why her name was spewing out of the Goblet of Fire. If Harry, because of the relationship that led to Voldemort's downfall, there are still many evil forces against him? But she doesn't seem to have anything special to pay attention to, why would anyone target her?

Maple knew the answer, but he didn't want to tell Hermione that he would rather carry it alone.

"Now the cause of the matter is no longer important, the mastermind behind the scenes can hide from Professor Dumbledore's sight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find him for a while, the most important thing at the moment is to ensure your safety." Maple said, still unable to help but say, "Hermione, you can... ”

"You don't have to say, Maple, I'm not going to say yes." Hermione insisted, "You didn't say that yesterday, do you have no faith in me?" ”

"Of course not, well, then I will do my best to help you improve your fighting level!" knew that he couldn't persuade her, so Maple could only say helplessly.

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