Chapter 567 The referees are all ours, what are they fighting for? !
Krum came to thank Rove, it was just a small episode, everyone went back to each house soon, ready to go to bed.
But the students are all thinking about the Triwizard Tournament, so tonight is bound to be sleepless.
Even Rove's dormitory was no exception. Justin and McMillan spent most of the night discussing how to spend the two thousand Galleons after winning the championship.
They opened champagne at halftime, and the two of them had already fantasized about what to do when they got the champagne before they entered the stadium.
Neville also had nightmares because of the Triwizard Tournament.
He dreamed that he became a warrior, but he forgot to participate in the competition. Snape caught him to the competition site and asked him to brew an antidote on the spot.
Then... Neville blew up the cauldron in front of the students from the three schools!
When Neville was startled awake, he saw Justin and McMillan rubbing and wrestling on the bed. They made an agreement that whoever loses must give up becoming a warrior.
Justin and McMillan had been arguing for most of the night, and the next morning, they still woke up Rove and Neville in good spirits and told them to go to the auditorium.
It seems that I went late, and the Warriors' spot was snatched away by others... This enthusiasm is simply more Ravenclaw than Ravenclaw.
In fact, not only Justin and McMillan were active, but most of the little wizards were also active.
When a few people came to the auditorium, they saw that there were already many students sitting here. Everyone was eating breakfast while carefully looking at the Goblet of Fire.
Coming to the Hufflepuff table, Justin asked eagerly, "Did someone put their name in?"
"Durmstrang's students, under the leadership of Karkaroff, have just voted in their names." Hannah yawned and said sleepily:
"But I haven't seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts yet. Are you going to sign up, Justin?"
"I...I...wait a little longer." Justin hesitated at this moment.
After all, if you are the first to sign up, if the Goblet of Fire loses your name, it will be too embarrassing.
"What do you want, Susan?!" Hannah exclaimed suddenly.
Susan withdrew her hand and smiled mischievously, "I see that there are still a lot of empty spaces on your paper, why don't you give me half of it."
"No!" Hannah shook her head.
"Stingy." Susan curled her lips, "You can write a hundred names on this piece of paper, what's wrong with tearing up some leftovers for me?!"
"No, no," Hannah shouted, protecting her paper:
"I bought this from Professor Trelawney for twenty Galleons. She has already consecrated it. It has magical powers, so I can't give it to you!"
Hearing that there was a consecrated paper, everyone came over curiously, wanting to see how miraculous it is.
Rove twitched the corners of his mouth. Professor Trelawney even lied to children's money, which really embarrassed Cassandra.
As an elder, Luo Fu is also inexplicably angry, wishing that all the money she cheated will be confiscated!
Not only Hannah, many students have used "magic" paper, some wiped with garlic, some stained with silver powder, focusing on a superstition.
A group of junior wizards united together and wrote their names on a piece of paper, ready to throw them into the Goblet of Fire.
A name can't compare to others, so if you add one, you can definitely compare... Those who don't know think they are rushing to buy in a group.
After Rove had breakfast, seeing that it was still early, he left the auditorium alone, put down the box in the old place, and got in.
He quickly came to a wooden house, and after pushing the door open, he saw a row of crucibles making a gurgling sound.
On the shelves on the walls on both sides, there are also various magic materials and potions that have been bottled.
Rove sat at a table, took out a stack of parchment, and began to write the wizard's name.
When he was about to finish writing, there were footsteps at the door. The young man looked up and saw Shirley and Hermione walking together along the path by the lake.
Hermione entered the wooden house, looked left and right, looked up and down, looked horizontally and vertically, and didn't know what she was looking for.
"Hermione, didn't you find it?" Shirley smiled and said, "You lost, and you need to help me feed the Mortla Rat later."
Hermione snorted twice, but looked very happy.
"What are you two doing?" Luo Fu wondered.
"I didn't see you in the auditorium just now. Neville said that you went out after breakfast." Shirley said with a smile:
"I said you must be alone in the box, and Hermione said you went to find Sister Delacour - we made a bet - I won!"
Rove sighed lightly and said, "You two..."
The girl with ponytails smiled at him. Seeing Rove fiddling with the potion, she moved a small chair and sat aside to help him hold the bottle.
"Rove, did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione asked.
"Not yet." Rove stuffed the bottle cap into the bottle and said softly, "It's been a whole day, don't worry now...you two voted?"
"No." Shirley shook her head, "Hermione and I are not going to vote."
"Yeah." Hermione pulled a chair, sat beside Shirley, swayed from side to side, and said with a bitter face:
"It's absolutely impossible for us to compete with you to be a warrior, and it doesn't make sense to vote for a name."
"That's not a problem." Rove remained calm and calm, "I just ask if you want to become warriors."
"If you think about it, I can make you warriors!"
Shirley knew that Rove had this ability, she didn't doubt it, the girl was just worried:
"Is this a foul? Will the school and the Ministry of Magic trouble you?"
"Xue Li, cheating has always been a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament, and everyone has tacitly understood it." Rove laughed:
"It's like a night tour, as long as you don't get caught on the spot, the rest is up to you."
"Then how can you make us all warriors?" Hermione asked curiously, "Isn't there only one student in each school?"
"Then just let the Goblet of Fire mistake you for students from other schools—such as Ilvermorny—and you're the only one signing up, and the champion must be you."
"But how can the Goblet of Fire be misunderstood?"
"Use an extremely powerful confusion spell, or..." Rove gently shook the potion in his hand, and said, "Rely on it!"
Shirley and Hermione both stared at the potion bottle.
"This potion is called Ecstasy. Put the name on the paper, soak it in the potion, and then throw it into the Goblet of Fire. It will be deceived by the effect of the ecstasy," Rove explained.
"No wonder you asked me to brew this potion when you started school." Hermione said excitedly.
The formula of the potion is more complex than the compound decoction, and Hermione has always been curious about its function. It was originally used to confuse the Goblet of Fire.
"That's right." Rove smiled and said, "I'm planning to help others become warriors."
As the boy said, he took the stack of lists from the table and handed them to the two girls.
Seeing the name on the top, Shirley and Hermione looked at each other in astonishment.
"This...he?!" Hermione asked tremblingly, "Rove, does Professor Dumbledore know?"
"Who do you think gave me this potion formula?" Rove said with a calm smile:
"When I was in Berlin, I talked to Professor Dumbledore about this matter. Although it was very cryptic, he immediately gave me this potion."
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"This is too crazy!"
"They started the war first." Rove said sternly: "The Triwizard Tournament will kill people, and it's not normal for immortal people, so let them die!"
"Don't worry, the referee is ours, the field is ours, and even the rules are up to us, what will they use to fight us!!"
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