Kyle walked through the side door behind the guest of honor and entered a small room with portraits of wizards on both walls.

Kyle also sees Phoenix, who is standing behind a house with another bearded headmaster, peering them in.

"I just heard your name." Fleur walked over from the fireplace and said, "The cheers are so loud, I didn't expect you to be so famous at Hogwarts." ”

"It's just home advantage." Kyle said, "If you're in Beauxbatons, you'll be much louder than I am." ”

"Not necessarily." Fleur shook her long silver hair, noncommittal.

Kyle looked at Krum again, the legendary Seeker was still the same, and he simply nodded when he saw Kyle, and then continued to lean against the mantelpiece, hunched over something there. It doesn't seem like being a warrior made him feel much happier.

I didn't know what was being said outside, and the cheers continued for a long time and did not subside.

Not a single person had come in during this time, whether it was Dumbledore or Chris, or Bagman, it was as if they had forgotten that there were three more people here.

During this time, Krum stayed at the mantelpiece and did not speak. Fortunately, Fleur and Kyle are also acquaintances and can chat with each other.

Finally, ten minutes later, the door to the room was opened from the outside again.

A person ran in in a panic, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked over.

"What's wrong?" Fleur looked at the emaciated figure, "Do they want us to go back to the Great Hall?" ”

"Oh...... Ah, yes. After a brief pause, Harry quickly looked away from Fleur's face and nodded, "The people from the Daily Prophet are here, and the Headmaster has been talking to them.

Oh, and the Minister of Magic, who asked me to tell you to go back to the Great Hall. ”

"That Cornelius Fudge?" Fleur frowned.

Kyle, on the other hand, kept looking at Harry.

"Congratulations, Kyle." Harry laughed and said, "Fred and George said to make a 100-foot flag, and we'll cheer you on when we race." ”

With that, he waved his hand and trotted away.

Fleur also stood up and began to walk reluctantly outside the door,

Kyle, who came back to his senses, shook his head and followed.

"You don't seem to like Fudge." He asked, "You probably haven't seen it before." ”

"No, but Madam Maxim mentioned him to me."

"Because of your sister Gabrielle?"

"Hmm." Fleur nodded.

"Is this matter settled?" Kyle wondered.

"Sort of." Fleur said with some anger, "There were obviously six people at the time...... But that Fudge put all the blame on one of them, and only agreed to put him in your wizarding prison......

Of course, this is also the way it should be, who made him use the Unforgivable Curse, but our demand is that everyone must be punished, and he repeatedly prevaricates. ”

As they spoke, the two had already arrived in the auditorium.

They were greeted by cheers.

Kyle notices that the Goblet of Fire placed there has been completely extinguished.

And after this, Fleur could no longer see the slightest dissatisfaction on her face, she knew very well that negotiating with the Minister of Magic was a matter for Miss Maxim, and had nothing to do with her.

At most, she complains when others can't see it.

"Welcome, warriors who stand out." Fudge said with a smile.

He looked red-faced, and his figure seemed to be rounder compared to when he had been in the courtroom.

Fudge walked over and shook everyone's hand warmly, shaking his arm twice as hard as he got to Kyle.

"Well done, boy, I knew you could do it."

"Click!"

With a puff of purple smoke, the people of the Daily Prophet excitedly filmed the scene.

"Headlines, Minister!" The short man with the camera said excitedly.

"No, Baddock." Fudge shook his head and said, "I think the front page should be reserved for these warriors...... How about a group photo. ”

"You're very thoughtful, Mr. Minister." The photographer immediately ran and pulled the three warriors, including Kyle, down in the middle of the auditorium.

Maxim, although unhappy, gave up his position.

"Don't move, this ...... Lady. Photographer Bardock was a little amazed by Maxim's tall stature, but reminded him: "This is a group photo, you can stand next to the warriors, but be careful not to block them." ”

Maxim's face darkened, and she turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Well, of course." Dumbledore said, and took the initiative to stand behind Kyle, "How about this." ”

"Good." Bardock said.

Maxim and Karkaroff also walked over, standing behind the warriors of their own academy.

Then there are Fudge, Chris, and Bagman, who represent the Ministry of Magic.

When everyone was on their feet, Bardock didn't immediately take pictures, but ran to the Gryffindor table again, dragging Harry to the front of the table and sitting without saying a word.

"What are you waiting for, cheer for the warriors!"

Amid a round of applause, Bardock finally pressed the shutter.

This is the end of the feast, and the students go back to the common room, while Kyle, Fleur, and Krum return to their old small room.

This time, the three principals, Fudge, and Chris, came in with them.

"I wish we had just gotten along with each other a little bit better." Dumbledore smiled and said, "Although the Triwizard Tournament is a brutal match, it is also a good opportunity for you to make friends...... I've always believed that having a like-minded friend is sometimes more precious than a championship. ”

Krum's expression moved, but he still didn't speak.

"Alright, Albus, let's get down to business." Karkaroff said, "Victor has been feeling a little unwell lately and needs to rest early. ”

"Of course, that's as it should be." Dumbledore said, "Allow me to recommend to you Madam Pomfrey at Hogwarts Hospital, one of the best healers I know. ”

"That's not a low rating." Kakarov said.

"Alright, let's move on." Bagman rubbed his hands together and looked at the room with a smile. "You're going to give us a mentor to the warriors, aren't you?"

"That's right." Fudge smiled and said, "Chris, it's up to you. ”

"Okay." Chris nodded and took two steps forward.

"The first project...... It's a test of your guts, so I'm not going to tell you what it is, and daring to face the unknown is an important factor for wizards...... The only thing I can remind you of is "Break the Pass".

"There are three levels in total, corresponding to three different schools, and only at the end can you get the clues to the second project."

"Almost, Chris." Bagman said with a smile: "I can't reveal more, otherwise the game will be a lot less interesting." ”

"Well, you're right." Chris laughed.

Kyle, Fleur, and Krum all looked at Bagman with unkind eyes...... But he patted his belly triumphantly.

"Now about the time." Chris clapped his hands and said, "The first event will be held on November 30, in front of all the students, and will be scored by the jury.

"Warriors are not allowed to receive any help from other professors when completing the race, and your only weapon is the wand in your hand."

At the end of the word "wand", Chris's tone intensified, as if to remind of something.

Fortunately, no one else noticed this.

"Because the demands of the game are already high, the Warriors don't need to take the school year exams." Chris continued: "You have a month to worry about nothing and prepare for the game. ”

Then he turned to look at Dumbledore, "I think that's all there is to it, Albus." ”

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "How about a drink later, I've got a good bottle of whiskey." ”

"I'm afraid not, Albus." "It's the busiest time, and there's a lot to do in the ministry." ”

"Just a drink, it's fine." Fudge blinked and said with a smile, "Besides, you should want to celebrate too." ”

"That'...... All right. Chris nodded and agreed.

"Great." Dumbledore said with a smile.

He also wanted to invite Maxim and Karkaroff together, but when he looked back, he found that the two were already preparing to leave with the warriors of their respective academies.

……

(End of chapter)