Harry pushed the door open and walked in.

The room had a fireplace and walls covered with portraits of wizards belonging to the Headmasters, Honorary Alumni, and even Godric, who had changed into a new outfit, albeit in a medieval style, standing with a sword and white stockings on his legs.

The Sorting Hat had said he loved it.

"Mr. Potter, why are you here?" Fleur frowned and turned her head from the fireplace.

Harry replied softly, "Something happened. ”

"Accident?" Fleur was stunned, and Krum was curious.

Harry nodded, "The Goblet of Fire is crazy for some reason, spitting out three notes with my name on them. ”

Fleur was stunned.

Krum was also a little overwhelmed, and he plucked out his ears, fearing that his not very good English might misunderstand Harry's meaning.

The door was pushed open again.

The three headmasters walked in with two Ministry of Magic officials.

"Dumbledore, you must give us an explanation!" Karkaroff grimaced, his voice sharp and harsh, "Hogwarts is not going too far!" ”

"I know Potter is very good, he can unleash a Patronus in the form of magical creatures, and it seems that the rumors that he can beat the professor are not false, maybe, I just said maybe, it will be difficult to find a little wizard in his age who is better than him."

"But a warrior is not only judged by whether magic is strong or not, its selection also depends on the character of the warrior, has Hogwarts been so desperate for the Triwizard trophy? Three, three full pieces of paper with Harry Potter's name on them. ”

"Mr. Karkaroff." Harry spoke slowly, looking directly at him, "Can I understand that you are accusing me of being of unqualified character?" ”

Karkaroff's face froze.

Godric, who hung on the wall, also shouted: "That Durmstrang headmaster? What do you mean, Harry has been tested by me, both in ability and character! ”

"When Hogwarts becomes the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in all of Europe, the ancestors of your Durmstrang founders will be protected by us!"

"Who are you to question my chosen successor from Gryffindor?"

Karkaroff couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Ludo stood up and smiled in the round: "Karkaroff, you have to trust Dumbledore and Gryffindor, they can't be wrong in their eyes on people, there may be some misunderstanding in this." ”

"What does Mr. Bagman seem to know?" Harry stared at him.

Ludo stiffened and smirked: "Mr. Potter, what are you talking about, how"

Harry pulled out his wand, "I can see what you're hiding." ”

"Wait!" Ludo's face changed, "Well, Mr. Potter, I do know something. ”

Everyone turned their gaze to Ludo, scrutinizing and questioning.

"For some reason that Mr. Potter knows." Ludo looked at Harry and sighed, "I really wanted Mr. Potter to play in the Final Three, but I heard that Mr. Potter didn't have that idea, so I prepared a note and recited a confusion spell to the Goblet of Fire. ”

"But I've only got one!"

"It's true!"

Dumbledore took out three slips of paper with the name "Harry Potter" written on them and handed them to him: "Which one?" ”

Ludo took it, looked at each one carefully, and finally shook his head: "That note of mine only has the name 'Harry Potter', and the Goblet of Fire was mistaken for a student named Harry at a school called Potter with a confusion charm. ”

He pulled out the slip of paper with his name on it.

"In other words, this one should have been voted by me." Ludo held it up, his brow furrowed, "But it's not my handwriting." ”

Dumbledore was a little surprised, took the note, and Ludo also took a pen from his pocket and wrote a string of words on the back of the other note: "Look, Mr. Dumbledore." ”

The handwriting is not the same.

"In addition to Mr. Bagman, there are two other people who want me to be involved." Harry's gaze scanned over the group in the room, "Professor Dumbledore, I recommend that the Final Three be stopped. ”

"I'm afraid not." Ludo immediately shook his head, "We must abide by the statutes, even if the Goblet of Fire was suspended before the two Warriors died, it was not suspended. ”

"Harry, the pact has been made, you can feel it." Dumbledore sighed as well.

Harry pouted.

As the Goblet of Fire spat out his name, a breath emerged from the flames and wrapped around his wrist - in fact, he felt it three times, and the breath on his wrist was stronger than Fleur and Krum combined.

And it's not just because of the contract, the Ministry of Magic has spent so much time and money, and it's impossible to stop such a big event because of a little "little oolong".

"It's all Mr. Potter." Maxim rejoiced, "If it were anyone else, Hogwarts would have two Champions, and that wouldn't be fair to us. ”

Karkaroff did not speak, he did not dare to say anything, turned his head aside and stared at the flames that danced in the fireplace.

"The Ministry of Magic will find out about this." Umbridge cleared his throat, his tone still sharp, "Just leave it to us, we will definitely maintain the order of the Triwizard Tournament and find the culprit who tried to interfere in the Triwizard Tournament." ”

Only Dumbledore nodded, and mumbled.

No one paid any attention to her anymore.

Let the toad's face collapse, and "croak" to the side.

"Since there were only three warriors in the end, it didn't make any difference to the outcome." Ludo smiled heartily, even if the black hand was caught, he was still in a happy mood, "Let me guide you on the first project." ”

"The first project is going to test your mettle."

"So. We won't tell you the specifics of the first project, but the courage to face the unknown is an important quality for wizards. ”

Fleur smacked her lips in displeasure, Krum's face became gloomy, and Harry was unmoved.

Ludo continued, "Warriors will no longer be able to accept or ask for any help from other professors when it comes to completing the tournament, and the only weapon you can rely on is your wand. ”

He looked at the Sorting Hat around Harry's waist and paused, "Or potions and other weapons that you made with your own hands." ”

"Wait until the first project is over, and you'll get a hint of the second project."

"It's going to be a tough year for you, and that's why you can avoid this year's exams."

Fleur and Krum didn't speak.

Harry tilted his head, cautiously looking into a corner with as little unnoticed as possible.

A familiar breath.

"That's all I have to say." Ludo waved his hand, "I wish you all the best in the Triwizard Tournament and strive for as much honor as possible for your own school." ”

"Three principals, do you want to have a drink? I'm really looking forward to this year's competition. ”

Maxim shook his head, took Fleur into his arms, and covered her face with his hand that was three circles larger than Fleur's head: "No, the warriors of Beauxbatons need to rest. ”

She pulled her and hurried away, whispering along the way.

Karkaroff also shook his head: "I don't think we have time either, Krum, go back and rest, or do you have other arrangements?" ”

Krum's voice was low: "Go back." ”

Harry walked slowly towards the door and spoke to Dumbledore, "Professor, are we together?" I think I have something to talk to you about. ”

"Of course, I have so much to tell you." Dumbledore nodded cheerfully.

They left together, and as soon as they reached the first floor, Harry took a turn of his feet, pushed open the door of the nearest classroom, and walked in.

Dumbledore followed in, a little puzzled, "Harry? I thought maybe it would be better to go to my office."

He wasn't done yet.

Harry waved his wand, and the desk in the classroom twisted and deformed, wrapping around himself instead of rushing at Dumbledore.

"Harry?" Dumbledore was even more surprised, and didn't stop him.

A ladybug flew out of Harry in a panic.

Phew-

Immediately after that, a stick of wood was wrapped around it with precision.

Harry's wand was aimed at it, and he pronounced a spell, a pale blue glow blooming at the tip of the wand: "Animagus, let me see who you are." ”

Dumbledore's face turned serious, he pushed his glasses, took out his wand, and cast a spell that enveloped the entire classroom with magical power.

The ladybug twisted, and a large head popped out of thin air, a woman. He has delicate but stiff curly hair, features with a large chin, and wears a pair of jeweled but unusually unsightly glasses.

"Rita Skeeter." Dumbledore and Harry read her name in unison.

"How could it be you?" Harry frowned.

Rita sat on the ground, tightly bound by wooden bars, with a stiff smile on her face, "Hey, good evening, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Dumbledore." ”

"The name of the Goblet of Fire, did you vote for it?" Harry's wand was still aimed at her.

Rita shook her head: "No, I don't, really, I swear!" I'm just here to ask for information, you know, tomorrow the front page of the Daily Prophet needs this material. ”

Harry ignored her words and raised his hand.

Seal of the Yakshifa Seal.

"Did you throw my name into the Goblet of Fire?" Harry asked him, his eyes meeting hers, magic surging.

Dementors!

He was also flipping through Rita's memories at the same time.

"Nope." Rita spoke in a confused tone and answered honestly.

Harry had also looked through her most recent memories, it was noon today, she had been to Hogwarts with Ludo, she had been to the common rooms of the four houses, she had slipped on the house of Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang boat, but she had not delivered a note to the Goblet of Fire.

Dumbledore sighed in a sighing tone: "Harry, I'm afraid that if Severus doesn't pay attention, you will invade his brain." ”

Rita soon woke up, she looked at Harry in horror, and asked Dumbledore for help: "Professor Dumbledore, look at Potter, he actually cast a spell on me!" ”

"Does he have it?" Dumbledore said in a mischievous tone, "I'm sorry, it's so dark in the room, I can't see anything." ”

Harry waved his wand, "Fluorescent flickering." ”

Instantly light up the room.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and smiled helplessly.

"It's true that she didn't vote." Harry looked at Dumbledore, "She doesn't remember who voted for it. ”

"That's terrible." Dumbledore frowned.

"What are you going to do with this ladybug?" Harry turned his gaze back to Rita, "To be honest, I don't really want to hand her over to the Ministry of Magic, illegal Animagus, a year at most in Azkaban?" And donating money will solve the problem. That's what the Godfather did. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "But she really deserves to be handed over to the Ministry of Magic." ”

"Potter, you're only in fourth grade, how can you do that." Rita screamed.

Harry interrupted her, "You also know I'm only in fourth year and can't wait to put a leash around my neck so early?" But alas, I'm not Dumbledore and wouldn't be so obedient to let you go."

Dumbledore said helplessly, "Harry. ”

Harry looked expressionless and turned back to apologize to him, "I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I was wrong. ”

"You weren't put on a dog by them, you put a dog leash on your own volition, and you gave them the rope to make them think they put it on."

"You're off to a bad start, Professor Dumbledore, and they're taking me for you."

As he spoke, he continued to look at Rita, "Sorry, though, I'm not as weak as Professor Dumbledore. ”

(End of chapter)