Chapter 358: At Furong’S Request, Wayne Is Going To Give Another Speech!

Chapter 358: At Furong’S Request, Wayne Is Going To Give Another Speech!

Dumbledore was in a very confused state.

Harry's guess could be accurate or inaccurate.

Without the Marauder's Map and Wayne's reminder, all of this would still have happened, and the one who tricked Harry was really the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

But the problem is that now he is the one leading all this, which is very embarrassing.

Although he was also a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?

"Harry, I will value your intuition." After hesitating for a long time, Dumbledore spoke.

"But I still believe that Alastor is not such a person, and he is not Voldemort's minion.

"You should know that most of the Death Eaters in Azkaban were captured by Alastor. He is more hostile to Voldemort than most people."

"Professor, I believe everything you said." Harry nodded sincerely: "But based on my experience, Professor Moody is definitely not a Death Eater, and he will not be bewitched by Voldemort."

"But maybe he had his own agenda, or maybe he was switched and wasn't really Moody."

"In short, this matter has nothing to do with him."

Dumbledore was speechless.

How could a dead kid guess so accurately...

"Let's do this, I will pay more attention to Moody's whereabouts, and you should also stay vigilant. If he can get close to you, you can come to me at any time.

Seeing that Harry had completely regarded Moody as a bad guy, Dumbledore couldn't make any more excuses and could only go along with what he said.

As for how to guide Harry to achieve better results in the game...then there can only be another choice.

The first thing that came to Dumbledore's mind was Wayne.

He is the most suitable and most trusted by Harry..

But the problem is that the price for inviting Master Lawrence to come out is too high. His coffin will be empty. It’s really painful...

"Okay principal, I will definitely pay attention." Seeing that Lao Deng was paying more attention to him, Harry felt a lot safer, but he still walked out of the room uneasy.

After saying the password to the Fat Lady, the portrait opened, and loud cheers came from inside. Harry was dragged in. Fred and George shouted excitedly, half angrily blaming him for why he didn't tell them to avoid age. line method.

No matter how he explained it, the students of Gryffindor only cared about one member of their house but one.

Even Ronald got into trouble with him and felt that he was not interesting enough. He signed up but watched him make a fool of himself.

Harry couldn't say anything and could only cover himself with the quilt in depression.

In Suitcase World, Wayne holds Fleur in his arms, and the two of them lie on the rocking chair and look at the bright starry sky.

"There's definitely something weird here."

Fleur was still a little resentful. She didn't think Harry was a threat, she just thought it was unfair.

"Your guess is absolutely correct." Wayne sniffed the scent of the girl and leaned back a little, "But it's just a competition, the most important thing is to participate."'

"Did you come to Hogwarts to compete, or to accompany me?"

"Of course it's more important to be with you. Fleur kissed the boy's forehead: "But I'm very unhappy about this. Your school has made such a big mistake, shouldn't you compensate me?"

"Tell me, what compensation do you want?" Wayne looked like he had died heroically.

The half-breed Veela lay next to Wayne's ear with her charming eyes and whispered something, and his expression gradually became weird.

"Then just wait, there are still a few years left."

"It's okay, I can afford to wait." Seeing his agreement, Furong suddenly smiled like a flower.

"Anyway, I must be the first one!"

Early the next morning, Wayne and Fleur came to Beauxbatons' floor, and Bree took them back to the auditorium for breakfast.

We also met Hermione on the way.

"Who signed up for Harry?" The little witch was still struggling with this question: "I saw his performance yesterday, and it was definitely not him."

"It's Dumbledore." Wayne yelled. He had been working on it for too long last night and didn't get much sleep at all: "Dumbledore wants Harry to participate in the competition and win the championship.

There were other students around who rolled their eyes when they heard Wayne's words.

You said that Snape signed up for Harry to kill him and we believed it, Dumbledore?

How can it be.

Naturally, Hermione didn't believe it, and angrily hit Wayne lightly and continued: "Harry is in a very dangerous situation now. There must be a conspiracy here. Could it be..."

After looking around, she didn't say anything. Wayne rubbed the little witch's head and said, "Dumbledore will take care of everything."

"Gabriel wants it too!" the little loli pouted.

"Okay." Wayne had no choice but to pick up the jealous little guy.

Several people walked into the auditorium and immediately noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Harry was not here, and the little badgers were glaring at everyone at the Gryffindor table, angry that they had stolen half of Hufflepuff's glory.

Cedric was a little overwhelmed and kept chewing the bread.

The other students also found the incident disgraceful, and Gryffindor was suddenly isolated.

The irritable little lion couldn't stand such a thing. Hearing the discussion behind him, he directly quarreled with Hufflepuff. Students from other schools watched the show with smiles and felt ashamed that they started fighting.

"What are you doing?"

Wayne walked over, and Justin Finch-Fletchley and Ernie McMillan, who were blushing, stopped.

Gryffindor's Seamus and Colin Creevey snorted indignantly, and Colin added:

"It was the Holy Grail that chose Harry. If you have the ability, you can go to the Holy Grail to make theories. Saying bad things about people behind their backs is nothing."

McMillan's temper suddenly rose: "Then I'll say it to your face!"

"Potter is a thief! Gryffindors are all thieves!"

His voice was very loud, and many Gryffindor students looked at him with unkind expressions. In the distance, Malfoy and his two followers cheered loudly.

"You're right, MacMillan, Digory is the warrior, Potter is the thief!"

Wayne glanced sideways, and Malfoy's little face instantly turned pale, and he quickly sat down [not daring to make any noise.

"Do you think participating in the competition is just for glory?" Wayne asked, looking at Seamus and Colin.

"Wayne, no." Seamus shrank his neck: "It was Justin and the others who spoke so unpleasantly. Not only did they talk about Harry, they also cursed us all.

Everyone knew who was in charge at Hogwarts, and the student who dared to speak loudly in front of Lawrence was not born yet, so seeing Wayne's calm appearance now, even Seamus, who usually had a good relationship with him, was intimidated.

Wayne explained patiently: "I think Ernie and Justin will calm down soon, what do you think?"

The two nodded wildly: "Already, calmed down."

It was still early, the professors were away, and there weren't many students, but Wayne looked around and almost everyone was paying attention to the situation here.

"I'm announcing something." Wayne's voice suddenly became louder, ensuring that everyone in the auditorium could hear him.

"If you envy Harry and Cedric to be chosen as warriors, you can also participate in the Holy Grail War."

With that said, he pulled Jerry out who was still sleeping in. Jerry opened his dazed little eyes, and then felt an itching in his stomach. "All the treasures that he had carried for a long time fell out."

Wow!

Gold coins and gems quickly piled up into a small mountain, shining in the eyes of countless people.

"Did you see that?" Wayne stuffed the struggling Jerry into his pocket: "The Galleons and gems here are worth more than the prize money from this competition. As for the trophy,

I can't do it for you alone. "

"As long as whoever participates in the competition wins the championship, it doesn't matter if the organizing committee doesn't recognize it. These are your bonuses!"

"But the condition is...sign a contract with me. Whether you are injured, disabled, or even die during the game, I have nothing to do with it.'

“Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.

"Ronald, don't you want to participate in the competition?" Wayne looked at Ronald, who was staring at Jinshan in a daze:

"Now I'm giving you a chance. You don't need to be selected by the Holy Grail. As long as you sign up as I say, I guarantee that you will become a true warrior."

"Do you dare to come?"

Facing Wayne's formidable gaze, Ronald lowered his head and said weakly: "The principal will not allow it."

"Dumbledore?" Wayne raised his eyebrows: "This is not something you should worry about. If he doesn't agree with such a good thing, I will take all the Hufflepuff students and write a complaint letter to the Ministry of Magic."

Wow!

There was a buzz of discussion in the auditorium, and Dumbledore, who had just stepped into the door with one foot, shrank back silently.

Behind him were a group of principals and professors, who didn't rush in and just stood there watching the show.

"Wayne, don't be as knowledgeable as Ronald." George came over and pulled the boy's sleeves, and whispered: "We played too much when we were young, and his brain is not working well."

"So do you want to sign up?" Wayne asked.

"No, no." George and Fred shook their heads like rattles.

Even if I had thought about it before, seeing how serious Wayne looked, I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Anyone else wants to sign up? Those from other schools are welcome." He looked around again and saw several Wagadu students who were about to make a move. Principal Zaka, who had been watching the show at the door, rushed in and slapped him.

"Idiot, do you want to die by signing up at your level?"

"Students of Beauxbatons, you have nothing to do here." Madame Maxime glanced at her students sternly before returning to her seat.

As the principals appeared and warned them with their eyes, some of the excited students calmed down.

"I'll think about it again." Ronald blushed and ran out of the auditorium after saying that.

"Put these treasures away quickly." Dumbledore said gently: "Look further, even the old man can't help but want to participate in the competition.

There was a burst of chuckles around him, and the tense atmosphere dissipated.

Jerry climbed out of Wayne's clothes and yelled at him several times angrily before landing on the ground and collecting his personal money.

Gabrielle's eyes lit up: "Sniff, sniff!"

Then regardless of Jerry's struggle, he picked it up.

Wayne shook his head and laughed, waved his wand, and all the gold coins flew up and got into its belly.

Only then did Jerry accept the ravage of the little Loli with peace of mind.

What happened in the auditorium spread quickly. In an instant, there was a lot less discussion about the Warriors, and more people were amazed at Wayne's handiwork and Xiu Xiu's wealth.

Thinking that a Niffler can carry so much money with them, countless people burst into tears and lamented their poverty.

After Harry found out from Hermione, he couldn't wait to give Wayne a kiss now.

Finally, someone understood his worries. If he had a choice, he would rather give all the command spells in his hand to Cedric and withdraw from the competition.

He wanted to go to the Hufflepuff lounge to thank Wayne in person, but considering the looks at him from the Hufflepuff students he met on the way, he put off the plan.

In the kitchen, Wayne and Cedric each held a glass of drink, and several dishes made by elves were placed on the table.

".||Do you still feel uncomfortable?" Wayne asked.

Hearing this, Cedric is bitter

He smiled bitterly: "It's still a little bit, this is human nature, I'm not a saint.

"Even if Potter didn't sign up, he has actually changed the normal game beyond recognition."

"I admit this." Wayne nodded: "But this kind of competition is special. If you can win the championship, you will definitely leave a mark in the history of the school."

"No need to comfort me." Cedric raised his cup and touched one with Wayne: "I know this too. It will be fine in two days."

"As for winning the championship, I can only say that I will try my best." Cedric is not too confident.

Wayne straightened his coat: "Don't forget the compensation Professor Dumbledore gave you.

"What compensation?" Cedric was startled.

Wayne pointed at himself: "He thinks this is really unfair to you, so he entrusted me with some special training for you, and he paid for it."

"Really?" Cedric was delighted.

"Of course, you'll meet me in the lounge on Friday night and we'll go to the Room of Requirement.'

"Godfather!" Cedric slid to his knees skillfully and hugged Wayne's thigh: "The honor of Hufflepuff, my life depends entirely on you!

"Go away, take your dirty hands away, it's all oil!"

When the contestants for the Holy Grail War were determined, the originally harmonious atmosphere in the castle changed somewhat.

Not to mention the internal conflicts between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, the seven colleges have already entered a state of competition at this time.

In the past, regular competitions such as the House Cup and Quidditch Cup that were held every year would make the four houses lose their minds, let alone such a rare event now.

Students from several schools were very angry at this time and cheered for their schools in various ways.

Students at Hogwarts wear support badges on their chests. Most of them support Cedric, but only a few of them support Harry. Malfoy also made a "Potter Stinky Shit" badge.

·Truth is the depth of love.

Durmstrang's students continued to promote Krum's fame and power, and students at the Magic Institute spread the word about Sakura's genius, which she had achieved at the age of fifteen.

Wagadu's students will suddenly transform into animals when walking in the castle, startling the people around them, and then leave triumphantly.

Costo's attention was even more direct. A few ordinary men held up water of life and went around looking for people to drink with them. When they were rejected, they said words like "weak".

But they all have one thing in common - they are dissatisfied with Hogwarts

Why can we only have one man, but you can have two? It's just relying on the home field advantage.

The British are so shameless!

They only talked behind their backs, and the little wizards at Hogwarts had nothing to do with them, and because they were students from other schools, they were also asking questions about politics.

But that day the conflict finally intensified.

The badges on the chests of the two little Hufflepuff wizards supporting Cedric were somehow tampered with and turned into 'shameless cheaters'.

At this time, all the little badgers were upset, but they didn't know who did it, so they kept discussing it in the lounge.

Wayne, who was sitting by the fireplace and reading a book, sighed softly, his eyes resting on the top line.

[What cannot be obtained peacefully, take it with your fists]

He closed the book and Toby, who was opposite him, read the title "Mein Kampf" clearly.

Wayne walked to where the discussion was most intense and pointed his wand at his throat:

"Quiet and listen to my solution!"

The voices of the little badgers stopped suddenly, and the dusty memories of the senior students were awakened, with excitement in their eyes.

After a year, is Wayne finally going to give a speech again?!