Chapter 354: Crouch: Just Pretend I Don’T Have This Son, The Twins’ Little Calculation
The six principals, Crouch, and Bagman surrounded the Holy Grail and looked at each other, all a little embarrassed.
The Holy Grail is such a novel thing. After arriving at Hogwarts, several principals went to Dumbledore's office to study it, but very little could be seen. Now it is just a formality.
Bagman had the least psychological burden. He took out his wand with a serious face and made gestures on the Holy Grail for a long time. From time to time he would pretend to nod, and then step aside.
"no problem.""
Then Fontana walked up, admired the gorgeous carvings on it for two minutes, and reached out to touch it.
"Check the age line." Crouch suddenly said, gaining the unanimous approval of Mrs. Maxim and others.
Karkaroff walked around the age line and praised: "As expected of Dumbledore, the magic is perfect, even if I want to break it, it is very difficult.
"Why would you want to crack it?"
Crouch looked at him coldly: "Karkaroff, put away your little thoughts. I am very free now and will keep an eye on you."
Karkaroff's expression changed: "You are slandering me! I was just praising Dumbledore, who wants to break the age line!"
"That's best." Crouch snorted coldly and ignored him.
Karkaroff and Crouch are old friends. When he was imprisoned in Azkaban, it was Crouch who sentenced him. If he hadn't betrayed enough people, he would still be in prison now. The two of them Naturally, I won’t deal with it.
But Karkaroff never expected that Crouch would be so aggressive.
He is now the principal of Durmstrang, why can't he save some face?
Fifteen minutes later, they returned to their seats, and Dumbledore stood up again, "The selection will last for two days, and we will announce the results at the dinner on Halloween.
Seeing that some people were already eager to sign up, Dumbledore could only emphasize it again:
"I sincerely remind you that the Holy Grail War is not a child's play. Please make your decision after careful consideration. The sooner or later the registration time will not affect your chances of being selected. Please consider it seriously..."
Old Deng has already talked about it to this point. If he signs up in a hurry, he will not give face to the leader.
No matter how urgent it is, we can only wait until tomorrow.
The students exited in an orderly manner, and Wayne came to the long table at Beauxbatons and took Gabrielle away.
He made an appointment with Little Loli tonight to tell stories all night long, and Gardevoir would send her back to Fleur's dormitory tomorrow morning.
Now that Wayne's schedule is full every day, he can barely maintain a balance, which is considered to be enough for 613.
As for the Holy Grail and the competition, he was too lazy to worry about it anymore, let Lao Deng worry about it.
Fred and George walked deliberately slowly, as if they were waiting for someone.
"Barty, Ludo, do you want to come for a drink?" Dumbledore extended an invitation to the two people who had come from afar, but he only looked at Crouch.
Understanding what Dumbledore meant, Crouch turned his head and said, "Ludo, the ministry still needs a report for today. Please write it for me."
Bagman, who was about to agree to Dumbledore, immediately nodded flatteringly: "Don't worry if you leave it to me, Barty, I'll go back to the ministry now."
"Sorry Albus, keep the wine, I won't miss it next time."
After saying that, he hurried towards the door. Fred and George kept staring at him and immediately greeted him.
If it were in the past, Bagman would definitely turn around and run away, but now...he has big legs!
"Where we are talking here, just take me to a room."
Before Gemini could speak, he spoke first.
Fred and George looked at each other in confusion, but still took Bagman away.
Dumbledore looked at their leaving figures thoughtfully: "It seems... Ludo respects you very much?"
Crouch did not shy away and said bluntly: "Mr. Lawrence is very good at using money to achieve some small goals, and he also has such capital."
Spend money to maintain your network and expand your influence.
This has become an instinct of the old London nobles.
However, Dumbledore only mentioned it casually, and he didn't care about the twists and turns inside. He didn't keep Crouch for such a small matter.
The two came to the office.
Dumbledore took out a suitcase, opened it, and walked in with Crouch.
The area inside was about the same size as the office. There was nothing except a bed. Little Barty was lying on the bed at this time, unconscious.
Seeing his son again after a few months, Crouch's expression was unchanged, as if he was looking at a stranger.
"I arranged an elf to wake him up and eat regularly every day, and he is in a coma for the rest of the time."
Dumbledore said softly, "Mr. Crouch, do you have anything to say?"
"No." Crouch shook his head gently: "Mr. Lawrence has told me everything. As long as he can deal with the Dark Lord, it's no problem for him to die now.
"Oh?" Dumbledore was a little curious: "Wayne asked me to save his life and leave it to you to make the decision. I thought you would save him. "
"Dumbledore. "Crouch's expression was slightly cold: "Don't make meaningless tests on me. I rescued him because of my late wife's entrustment. At that time, I didn't expect the Dark Lord to come back. "If he knew... he would disappear from this world forever as soon as he was released from prison." These words did not contain any false feelings. Dumbledore could hear that Crouch would really do this. It's just... do you think too bad of me? I just told you Wayne's decision. Dumbledore was a little depressed, "I brought you to see him, just because I think you are his father." "No need." Crouch shook his head decisively: "I will treat this son as if he doesn't have one in the future. You can use him however you want." Dumbledore felt even more uncomfortable. Is it true that he will not speak human language as long as he knows Lawrence! "Ti..." Crouch's expression suddenly became hesitant. "What's the difficulty?" Dumbledore asked. "No." Crouch's hand moved, and the wand turned into a whip covered with barbs. "I just thought that since we are here, it would be a shame to just look at him, so I want to move my body."
Dumbledore:
After holding back for a long time, he finally said: "Don't beat him to death."
"Don't worry, I know my limits." Crouch's eyes flashed with excitement, and he whipped him.
He now understood why Wayne liked to whip his son so much.
"Albus, help me remove his coma spell."
Half an hour later.
Crouch left the principal's office with a satisfied and regretful expression.
It was really fun to beat him, but it was a pity that it was too late to realize it now.
The Hufflepuff Lounge was very lively at this time.
"Who else wants to sign up!" a student asked loudly.
"I'm going to give it a try." The speaker was Hufflepuff, the seventh-grade female class leader. She smiled and said, "Although the chance of being selected is small, the most important thing is to participate."
"That makes sense. I'll give it a try."
"What if I'm selected? I don't want to get hurt. The book says that many players died in previous competitions. It's too dangerous."
"I want to participate, too. My birthday is only two months away."
While everyone was discussing, Wayne and Cedric were sitting on the sofa by the fireplace, warming themselves by the fire. Gabrielle was placed in a box by her and was playing with Wanwan.
"How about it, have you decided?"
"You'd better participate." Cedric smiled: "As long as a pervert like you doesn't sign up, I think my chances are pretty good."
Wayne raised a middle finger: "Your opponent is not inside the school, but outside the school."
Hearing this, Cedric's face fell.
"You mean Miss Delacour? Wayne, you can't favor other schools, even if she is your girlfriend."
"Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria, it's three to one, not counting Senior Penello and Senior Sister Grace. You should help me anyway.
"Go away, I won't help anyone, I'll rely on my own ability." Wayne waved his hand wordlessly.
"Besides, your biggest rival is Furong, she is barely half."
The former Fleur was no match for Cedric. She was a bit scientific and not as calm as Cedric. Although she signed a contract with the Round Table last year and (bjcg) improved her talent, it didn't last long and there was no relationship between them. What a gap.
"Then who are you referring to?" Cedric wondered.
Wayne whispered: "Sakura."
"ha?"
"That cute girl from the magic place?" Cedric confirmed again.
"You heard it right, if nothing else happens, Sakura is the one most likely to win."
Wayne picked up the pistachios on the coffee table and said while eating them: "Although Sakura is young, she comes from a well-educated family and has strong talents. Don't underestimate her."
Sakura is probably the most talented of all the people Wayne has ever met, almost the same as Snape.
However, this talent lies more in the development of Clow cards.
Snape, on the other hand, was involved in creating spells and researching potions.
"I know." Cedric suddenly became more solemn. He would not doubt Wayne's words, and his vigilance towards Sakura was raised to the highest level.
The next day, Friday.
At seven o'clock, as soon as the auditorium opened, a large group of little wizards rushed in, holding bread in their mouths and looking around to see who would sign up.
Not long after, Durmstrang's senior students arrived. They lined up in a row and stood in front of the Holy Grail. Each one of them met the registration requirements.
"Let's begin." Karkaroff said gloomily, standing aside and watching.
The first student walked into the magic circle, imitated Dumbledore yesterday, and fired a beam of magic power. In less than ten seconds, the Holy Grail flashed, indicating that the registration was successful.
Then the second, the third...
When it was Krum's turn, the buzz around him became much louder, and Karkaroff also encouraged him kindly, as if Krum was the only one who was his student.
"He will definitely become a warrior." Ronald envied.
Harry had a different opinion: "Not necessarily. Being good at Quidditch doesn't mean your level of magic is high."
"That's because you don't know the inside story."
Ronald lowered his voice a little: "I asked the Durmstrang students that Klum's grades in school are very good, their principal is very optimistic about him, and he is basically an informal candidate.
Hearing this, Harry's impression of Krum worsened.
Not long ago, he accidentally bumped into Moody and had a conflict with Karkaroff, and learned about Karkaroff's identity as a Death Eater.
Suddenly, Harry felt a little disgusted with Durmstrang.
Now I hear that Krum is highly regarded by Karkaroff, and I feel even more awkward.
However, he didn't tell others that this was just his own subjective judgment and he would not interfere with others.
the opinion of.
The two continued to stare at the Holy Grail, watching the students go down one by one.
As if it was agreed upon, after Durmstrang's students signed up, Wagadu's students followed them, and then Beauxbatons.
When the students of Hogwarts saw such a long queue, they could only watch on the sidelines.
It was not until breakfast was over and class was about to begin that only half of Beauxbatons students had signed up.
Making the Holy Grail react was not an easy task. Some students only needed a few seconds, while others took several minutes. The Holy Grail did not move, and was finally called by the principals.
Come.
If you can't even pass this level, registration is in vain, so don't waste everyone's time.
When Fleur successfully signed up, Wayne smiled at her before taking Tomoyo to the History of Magic classroom.
In fact, after the first Durmstrang student signed up, Wayne, as the true owner of the Holy Grail, had already felt the connection.
The ancient ritual is activated, and once the final winner is determined, the power of the Holy Grail will be fully activated.
Even he can't change the specific process.
However, there are some small permissions that can make the game more fun.
"I always feel like you are thinking about something bad." Tomoyo suddenly said while holding the textbook and looking at Wayne.
The young man came back to his senses and shook his head quickly: "No, it's impossible, don't talk nonsense."
"You just laughed out loud." Chiyo blinked his big eyes, moved slightly closer, and asked curiously: "Did you think of something interesting? Can you tell me?"
"Really not, or rather, I haven't thought about it well."
"Then you must tell me if you think about it."
"decide as things go."
The two walked up the stairs. Sakura, who was standing in the foyer, looked at their backs and opened her mouth.
Why do you feel... something is wrong?
It was afternoon and many Hogwarts students had already signed up.
At noon, Angelina stepped into the magic circle and successfully activated the Holy Grail. The Gryffindor students almost overturned the table.
Then Cedric, surrounded by a group of Hufflepuffs, also succeeded.
Angelina snorted lightly and walked back to her seat, swinging her high ponytail.
Ever since he fell into Cedric's trap in the Quidditch match last semester, Xiaosai has become the most unpopular among the Gryffindor girls. Many people call him a scumbag.
male.
In order to win the game, he even came up with such a vicious strategy.
Cedric was also speechless as he asked the sky.
It was obviously Wayne who came up with the idea, so why is the whole blame placed on him?
How can he find a girlfriend like this?
"We can't go on like this anymore, please.
Hiding in the foyer, looking at the shining Holy Grail, the Gemini hearts were ready to move.
"All or nothing, Fred, give it a try, that's three thousand galleons."
Although Bagman returned all their money yesterday, who would think that he has too much money?
The Geminis were still unwilling to be unable to participate in the Holy Grail War just because of the age difference of a few months.
George took out a small bottle of blue liquid and said, "A drop of the age-increasing agent for each person is enough. We are two people, and the chance of being selected as a doubling warrior is doubled."
Fred shook his head: "I don't think you can be so reckless. That's Dumbledore's magic."
"Are you really Fred?" George looked at his brother in surprise, "Then what else can you do?"
"What do you think about this..." Fred whispered something in George's ear, and George nodded heavily.
The two got up and I reached Ronald who was having dinner. .