Chapter 357: Let’S Beat It Up, Harry: It’S Moody Who Wants To Harm Me!
In the small room behind the guest of honor seat.
The space here is not as cramped as imagined, with dozens of square meters. There are portraits of wizards hanging on the walls on both sides, and the fire is burning brightly in the fireplace in the middle.
Several warriors were sitting around the fireplace, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.
Krum leaned on the back of the chair, staring at the command spell in his hand and not knowing what he was thinking.
After Xiaoying came in, she greeted Fleur and Cassandra, and sat next to Fleur. The two of them whispered, and their relationship was relatively harmonious.
Basically, no one would hate a girl like Sakura who is kind-hearted, cheerful, and has no bad intentions, not to mention that Fleur and Sakura had a good relationship when they were at Beauxbatons.
The only thing that made Fleur a little uncomfortable was that Wayne told her that her current strength was not a match for Sakura.
But she will definitely not be hostile to Sakura and argue with Wayne because of this.
When she wins the championship, Wayne will coax her properly.
Thinking of this, the corners of Furong's mouth couldn't help but curl up. Seeing this scene, even Sakura felt that Furong was really beautiful.
At this time, Cedric walked in, his face still flushed with excitement.
Seeing the situation in the room, his smile faded slightly.
Because of his relationship with Wayne, Fleur, Sakura, and Cassandra all greeted him kindly.
Now the others were too embarrassed to pretend to be aloof, and more or less nodded in agreement.
Cedric did not sit down, staring at the fire with his hands behind his back, thinking about how he could bring glory to Hufflepuff and win the Holy Grail War.
He was actually quite confident that he would become a warrior, but until this moment, Tuan truly felt the tremendous pressure involved.
Every smiling face on Hufflepuff's long table just now is both motivation and burden for him to move forward.
While he was deep in thought, the door was pushed open again.
"What's wrong?" Fleur turned around and saw Harry walking in with a confused look on his face: "Are you here to call us back to the auditorium?"
After saying that, Harry didn't respond, which made Fleur frown.
But she didn't say anything harsh, after all, this was also Wayne's friend, the famous Harry Potter.
There was a rush of footsteps from behind, and Ludo Bagman walked into the room and grabbed Harry's arm.
"It's incredible." He shook his head, still in disbelief, raised his head and said loudly:
"Allow me to introduce - as incredible as this may be - Harry Potter - the eighth contestant in the Holy Grail War."
Krum straightened his body and his expression became more gloomy.
Cedric gave Harry the same blank expression.
Vladimir thought he heard wrongly and picked his ears.
"Is this some new type of joke?" Cassandra frowned and crossed her arms, "Not to mention that all seven warriors have been selected, but based on age alone, he is not qualified to sign up, right?"
"He's not a student of a magic institute. He can't even cross that line."
"Yes, this is indeed hard to accept. Bagman raised Harry's arm like a puppet: "But the Holy Grail chose him. Look, the three Command Seals are exactly the same as yours. "
Now no one suspected that Bagman was joking, looking at Harry with various unintelligible expressions.
Cedric was even more confused.
"There are two contestants in Hogwarts?" Vladimir's voice was thunderous: "This is so unfair. They must have cheated. I don't agree!"
"That's right." Buso from Ouagado also supported: "Does the organizer have such a privilege? This is not the case in the rules I have read."
The door was pushed open again, and this time a large group of people came in.
Dumbledore, Crouch, the Headmasters of the other six schools, Professor McGonagall, Snape.
Along with them came the buzz of thousands of people in the hall. Wayne walked in last and closed the door, blocking out the noise.
"Madame Maxime, Wayne." Fleur immediately walked up, "What's going on? Why does Hogwarts have one more warrior?"
"That's what I want to ask." Madame Maxime said loudly, "Dumbledore, we need a reasonable explanation."
"Yes, Dumbledore, if there are two warriors, Hogwarts' chances of winning the championship will be greatly increased [You must let ten of them withdraw from the competition." Fontana said coldly.
The headmasters all stood on the same front at this time, and they had to give an explanation.
Dumbledore did not respond to anyone, but looked down at Harry.
"Did you secretly sign up for the Holy Grail?" Dumbledore asked calmly.
Professor McGonagall, who was closest to her, couldn't help but cover her ears, almost deafening her.
Harry had never seen Dumbledore so angry, and shook his head desperately: "It's not me, sir, I didn't sign up, and I never had such an idea."
Okay, Harry admitted that he had imagined the scene if he became a warrior.
But that was also in a dream, what does it have to do with reality.
"Albus, I believe this was not done by Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall protected Harry, "He can't cross that age line, I believe we all agree on this!"
"Indeed." Crouch nodded: "Even if ten Potters come, they can't break Dumbledore's spell.
Harry:
Although they are all defending him, why does it hurt so much to listen to?
"Maybe he asked someone else for help?" Snape spoke sinisterly. He knew that this was all Dumbledore's calculation, but he didn't care about it. As long as there was a chance to disgust Harry, he would never let it go.
Professor McGonagall glared at the old bat who spoke for outsiders. Before she could refute, Crouch, who got a signal from Wayne, took the lead and said: "Snape, now I give you a chance. If you can help any student register successfully, I will immediately resign from the position of Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation."
"Do you think this is the Goblet of Fire? Can someone else register instead?"
"It is precisely because of the higher level of security of the Holy Grail that we chose it. "But who could have thought that something like this would happen?" "So let's just let it go?" Fontana said in a muffled voice, "I request a new selection, or one more warrior from each other school. '"Impossible." Crouch rejected it flatly: "Now the Holy Grail has fallen into silence, and the warriors who signed the contract must complete the competition. Even if your school selects a few more warriors, it is impossible to obtain the blessing of the Command Spell. "What will be the consequences if you don't participate?" Principal Koga of the Institute of Magic suddenly asked. "It's more serious than violating the contract of the Goblet of Fire." Dumbledore said lightly, "The magic power will backfire, and you will become a Squib from now on." Harry's face changed instantly, and he bought frantically. Participate! Must participate! He will fight anyone who wants to make him a Squib and stay away from the wizarding world! "Hehe, I think this incident is proof that Hogwarts has suffered a loss. "
Wayne, who had calmed Fleur down, suddenly spoke up, and everyone present cast strange glances at him.
Do you want to hear what you are saying?
Hogwarts has two warriors, and you are the ones who are at a disadvantage?
Even Dumbledore's eyes flickered.
He knew that some things were not suitable for him to say, so he spent some money to invite Wayne over.
But this is too outrageous.
"Because Hogwarts carries a higher risk." Wayne came to Harry's side, patted his shoulder to calm him down.
"You all know that the reason why the Triwizard Tournament was discontinued was because the competition was too dangerous."
"This is also the original intention of setting the age line. Senior students have higher magic levels and tolerance.
Wayne pointed at Harry: "If it was us who did it, why did we choose a fourth-year student?"
"Harry has not even mastered Animal Transfiguration. He barely passes Potions every time, and his grades in Charms are mediocre. Apart from Defense Against the Dark Arts, there is almost nothing worthy of praise."
"And once something happens to Harry, with his special status, it will definitely cause an uproar in the magical world."
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Harry felt several consecutive arrows hitting his heart and looked at Wayne with dull eyes.
Thank you for explaining it to me!
"Well-founded and convincing." Mrs. Maxim nodded subconsciously.
If she has the ability to add another warrior to Beauxbatons, she will choose a senior student.
"This is a conspiracy!" came an angry voice. Moody roughly opened the door and walked into the room:
"What good does becoming a warrior do to Potter? Someone is clearly trying to kill him!"
"What will happen if there are casualties during the game? The savior Harry Potter died in an accident. It must be the work of some Death Eaters!"
After saying that, his magic eye stared at Karkaroff, while his one eye looked at Siincuo.
Snape mentally cursed the old man for overacting and tilted his head.
"Look what I'm doing!" Karkaroff said like a cat with fried fur: "Moody, I want to protest to the International Federation of Wizards, you Britain is bullying others too much!"
Moody sneered: "Did I say your name? Why do you want to know your name?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot. Even though some people look like shit now, only he himself knows what dirty deeds he has done in the past.'
"Moody I@#(*!%@#"
Karkaroff cursed directly, and Moody showed no signs of weakness and exchanged curses from a distance.
The principals frowned and silently moved away from the two rude guys who were greeting each other's genealogy women.
It wasn't until Professor McGonagall 'invited' both of them out that the room became quiet again.
"This is what happened, and no one can change it." Dumbledore said softly.
"Potter, you must participate in the competition, but winning is not what you need to consider. Surviving is the most important thing."
"As compensation, even if the two warriors of Hogwarts become the final winners, the Goblet of Fire and the Holy Grail will be handed over to the school in order for safekeeping and will become the next host.
"Everyone, do you have any other opinions?"
Several principals gathered together to communicate. Fleur shrugged, "I don't care. If you want to win the championship, you must defeat the other six contestants. One more player will make no difference. You think so too, Sakura?"
"Yeah." Sakura responded softly. She was the one who didn't care the least from the beginning.
Cassandra snorted: "No matter how many people there are, I will be the final winner."
Cedric looked at Harry with a complicated expression and shook his head.
Vladimir had already fallen asleep. He had just drank too much vodka and couldn't hold on anymore. Buso thought about it and no longer objected.
Only Krum remained silent, with the same gloomy face. His principal was kicked out, and his statement was of no use.
"Dumbledore, we have one more request."
In the end, Mrs. Maxim and others discussed a result.
"Before the final level begins, Potter and Cedric must deduct ten points as punishment for Hogwarts.
Dumbledore did not stand
He immediately agreed, but asked: "Mr. Digory, I have no right to make decisions for you, so what do you think?"
After a long silence, Cedric nodded: "I agree."
"Thank you for your cooperation." Dumbledore bowed slightly, and Cedric quickly dodged: "I will prepare appropriate compensation for you.
Seeing that the conditions were agreed upon, the faces of the other principals also looked much better.
At this point, they have no better way, just use these fourth graders to fight for some rights for their warriors.
Anyway, they don't think Harry can have any impact on the final championship situation.
"Thank you very much for everyone's reasonableness." Dumbledore smiled: "Hogwarts 870 will ensure fairness and justice.
Wayne gave him a sideways glance.
Come on... Hogwarts guarantees fairness and justice, but your personal behavior has nothing to do with the school, right?
Several principals ignored him, and when there was such a big problem, there was no talk of fairness and justice, and their minds became distorted.
If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust...
No matter how many people there are in Hogwarts, they are ready to provide hundreds of millions of small 'helps' to their warriors.
"Buddy, are you going to provide guidance to our employees?"
"Okay." Crouch took a few steps forward and came to the stove. The warriors all looked at him, and Harry also became nervous.
"The first project is to test your courage." Crouch said, "So we are not going to tell you what the content is. Dare to face the unknown is an important thing for wizards."
Quality. "
"On-the-spot performance and knowledge reserve are also very important, which is a great test of a teacher's overall quality."
"The first project will be carried out on November 24th. The only thing you can rely on is the magic wand in your hand. As for the subsequent projects, you will be awarded after the completion of the first project.
Get clues. "
"That's all, isn't it, Albus?" Crouch looked at Dumbledore.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded: "Please prepare well and make good use of this time. If you need it, you can find the professor for help. They will be very happy to help you."
See you all. "
The people in the room left, and the students in the auditorium were taken back to their dormitories by their prefects. Fleur took Wayne's arm and the two of them walked towards the outside of the castle.
Dumbledore invited several headmasters for a nightcap, but they were all turned down. They were not in the mood.
"Harry, why don't you leave?" Dumbledore looked at the boy who was still standing in confusion.
"Headmaster, I seem to know who is harming me." Harry lowered his head and said softly.
Dumbledore's heart skipped a beat, "Who is it?"
Harry stretched his head out to take a look, and when he found no one there, he pulled back again and said excitedly:
"Professor Moody, it must be him!"
"Then what's your evidence?"
"I have no proof!" Harry waved his arms: "But it's definitely not wrong!"
"You have to believe me, I have been tricked by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for three years! Even Professor Lupine took me to see Itt before Sirius could prove his innocence!"
Dumbledore looked at the child with pity, thinking of Harry's experiences in the past few years, "He also understood the other person's mood.
"But Alastor just spoke for you, you can trust him.
"No! I can't!" Harry became more excited:
"I'm very experienced in this kind of thing! Lockhart deceived me like this back then. I trusted him so much, but he was actually helping Voldemort!"
"I just discovered that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is not a good person!"
Dumbledore: