"Ron, you're asking an interesting question."

John walked over to the long Gryffindor table, even though there were already a dozen of them, and they were still nervous in the face of John.

Hermione tried to say something, but John reached out to stop her.

"Warriors? You see, not everyone likes to trample on the rules for fun as you do. ”

Inside the Great Hall, Dumbledore was in the faculty chair, and he looked over and didn't say anything.

John sighed and said, "Courage does not mean recklessness, and taking risks does not mean transgression." ”

Ron's face flushed, and he couldn't stand John's tone as if he were educating a child.

"Yes, but you're not destined to be a warrior, are you?" He retorted loudly, as if trying to prove himself right.

John watched him silently, and just as Ron thought he might be beaten, he smiled.

Teasingly, he said, "So you want to be a warrior?" ”

"If it weren't for the age line, I would definitely be able to!" Ron had broken the jar and broken.

John nodded, and then said in a loud voice, "Maybe the people outside should give way." ”

The people outside didn't know what was going on, but after hearing the sound, someone walked in to watch.

John was laughing, but there was no smile in his eyes, he looked at Ron and whispered, "I hope you do what you say." ”

He raised his hand, and the void snapped.

Subject magic activated.

"The Goblet of Fire is flying."

The Goblet of Fire, which had been in the foyer, shook violently, and the students, who sensed that something was wrong, moved out of the way.

In the next second, the Goblet of Fire flew out like a cannonball.

It just fell into John's hands and was firmly grasped.

The Great Hall was silently pin dropping, and even Dumbledore watched in amazement.

The wooden goblet kept burning with blue flames, and he held it like this, and the people around him subconsciously got out of the way.

John placed the Goblet of Fire in front of Ron, and the blue flames tumbled, making Ron's face pale.

"Now, you can be your warrior."

The aggressive gaze fell on Ron, and Malfoy took the lead in coaxing, laughing, "Hurry up and throw in, Weasley." ”

"A word of caution, putting your name in it means that you have signed a contract with the Goblet of Fire, and even if you pick your teeth in the dragon's mouth, you must pass."

John's voice was full of coldness, and Ron tried to put the name in, but his hand was uncontrollable, he didn't think of this possibility at all, and he didn't even prepare the name.

Holding the Goblet of Fire, John looked around the Gryffindor table like a king with a scepter of flame in his hand.

Here is Seamu, who just mocked Cedric for being a cream boy, and feels that with the opening of the age limit, he will definitely be able to become a warrior.

The two strong-mouthed kings shrank into quails, and John took the Goblet of Fire around the long table.

"Cast your name and let me see the courage you have behind you to slander others."

As the Goblet of Fire turned to Harry, John chuckled, "Harry, why don't you try?" ”

Harry clenched his fists, his emerald eyes staring at John.

"John Wick." Dumbledore spoke up at this time.

He looked at John with a complicated look and said, "Put the Goblet of Fire back." ”

John bowed and said respectfully, "Of course, I will never disobey your request. ”

With that, John walked outside.

Flanked by crowds of people who had moved out of the way, he stood outside the age circle and stepped in.

The magic overflows and wraps around the whole body.

The age circle didn't work for him, and he walked over with a blank face and put the Goblet of Fire back with his own hands.

He walked in the age circle, as if he was slapping him in the face of someone who questioned him.

It's not that there is no such strength, it's just disdainful.

Malfoy trotted out, opening his hands to the people in the auditorium as he walked, and he laughed loudly: "Our king, sit on the throne and disdain to play games with the weak. ”

The king of Slytherin will not die in person.

The auditorium was left with only his words.

Ron didn't have the face to stay, and left with a blank face.

Harry and Hermione hurried after him, and Hermione remembered John's appearance.

She felt a little strange, John was completely different now than before.

Sharp.

He stepped on the age circle, on the rules of the game that Dumbledore had painstakingly managed.

John Wick, who does not intend to continue to be an NPC in Dumbledore's Fight games.

Fleur saw John, who was wearing a light blue school uniform, and pinched the hem of her skirt with both hands to salute John slightly.

Wearing the badge of the Society of the Stars, she threw her name into the Goblet of Fire.

Madam Maxim had just taken it all in, and she probably didn't expect that John would be able to ignore Dumbledore's age circle.

The Beauxbatons students all gave John a strange look, and they lined up to put in the name.

...

Teach Neville at the Screaming Shack that John gives him an anonymous wand, so he doesn't have to worry about being caught using dark magic.

In the evening, John and Neville departed.

They went to the Great Hall, and today they were going to compete for the Warriors of the Three Schools.

On the way, Neville tried to open his mouth several times, but finally closed it.

When John saw him like this, he reluctantly said, "If you have something to say, say it." ”

"John, you hate Harry?" Neville clearly heard something, and said cautiously, "I've heard from others that you're at odds with them. ”

Actually, Neville was torn, he thought Harry was okay.

Hearing Neville's concern, John shook his head and said, "No, I don't hate Harry, Hermione is my friend, it's just that Ron Weasley is making a lot of nonsense this time." ”

He was telling the truth, if it weren't for Ron, he wouldn't have run into Harry.

To deal with the savior, he did not have this mind.

His track has never been a student.

Although Dumbledore was not very kind, he did not anger the child.

"Ron does get weird at times." Neville breathed a sigh of relief.

The two came to the auditorium and separated.

The Slytherin table, where John was always reserved, no one dared to sit on it.

The candlelight illuminates the auditorium, and the Goblet of Fire has been put in.

The students were anxious to find out that the Weasley twins didn't have that big beard.

But they'll have to wait until the Halloween dinner is over to find out.

Finally, the golden plate was restored to spotlessness.

The voices in the Great Hall suddenly rose a lot, and Dumbledore stood up.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

"Alright, the goblet will be decided," Dumbledore said, "I guess there's still a minute, listen, after the names of the warriors are announced, I want them to go to the top of the Great Hall, walk down the staff desk, and into the next room." ”

He nagged, and a minute passed.

Dumbledore waved his wand widely.

With the exception of the jack-o-lanterns, the rest of the candles were extinguished.

The Goblet of Fire glowed brightly, the blue-white flames turned red, and crackling sparks burst out.

A tongue of fire burst into the air, and the charred parchment slowly fell.

Dumbledore reached out and caught it, and said in a clear and powerful tone, "Victor Krum!" ”

This result was expected by everyone, Heinrich's face was expressionless, but his eyes dimmed.

Krum got up and left, following the process and walking into the next room.

The applause gradually subsided, and after a few seconds, a second piece of parchment was spat out.

"Warriors of Beauxbatons," Dumbledore announced, "Fleur Delacour!" ”

Fleur got up, flicked her silver hair, and slid lightly between the tables.

She also entered the next room.

The Goblet of Fire turns red again, tongues of fire leap high into the air, and a third piece of parchment appears.

"Warriors of Hogwarts," Dumbledore said loudly, "Cedric Diggory!" ”

Cheers rang out, especially at the Hufflepuff table.

Malfoy saw that Ron's face was not good-looking, and he raised his eyebrows smugly, a mocking look on his face.

The commotion had finally subsided, and Dumbledore was about to finish the selection.

Suddenly, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, the spark crackled and burst out, the long tongue of fire leapt into the air, and a fourth piece of parchment flew out.

Dumbledore subconsciously stretched out a hand to catch it, he stared at the name on it, and after a long silence, he cleared his throat and read aloud, "Harry Potter." ”

This scene was unexpected by everyone, not even Dumbledore.

As he took the paper, he subconsciously glanced at John.

After the announcement, there was no applause.

Harry looked at himself with his classmates at Gryffindor's table with their mouths wide open.

"I didn't put my name in it." Confused, he explained to Ron and Hermione, "You know I don't. ”

But without giving him a chance to explain, Dumbledore called Harry away.

Harry staggered to his feet on the edge of his robes as he followed the path.

John glanced at it, and Malfoy almost laughed.

"Look at the savior, the hypocritical appearance, John asked him to vote, he didn't want to, it turned out that he had already secretly put it in."

The Slytherin table let out a laugh, as if it were watching a joke.

Their voices weren't lowered, making the Gryffindors anxious and angry.

Daphne grabbed John's sleeve and pulled it, asking curiously, "Is that him?" ”

John shook his head and said, "He doesn't have the skills. ”

Quite directly, John cut off the possibility of Harry cheating from strength.

The only possible thing is for someone else to put his name in it.

It required a strong confusion spell, and John thought of the fact that someone had ever entered the secret room.

...

Some people died, but not completely......