Hogwarts: The Dark Lord? No! Call Me Satan

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and... distinguished guests from afar!"

Fortunately, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and spoke to attract everyone's attention.

"First of all, I would like to introduce two distinguished guests, Mr. Barty Crouch - Director of the International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Ludo Bagman - Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic!"

Two Ministry officials stood up.

There was sparse applause in the auditorium.

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific events for this year's Warriors competition."

Dumbledore said.

"They also made many necessary arrangements for each project. There are three projects in total, which are carried out at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors in many different aspects...test their magic skills. Talent, boldness and their ability to reason."

"And, of course, their ability to overcome danger!"

"We will select three warriors, each representing a school to participate in the war!"

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet."

With that said, Dumbledore pointed to the "Goblet of Fire" burning with magical flames placed next to the auditorium, and at the same time told the selection rules of the Triwizard Tournament!

"Aspiring warriors can sign up within twenty-four hours. Tomorrow night the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools.

"Tonight, the goblet will be placed here, and all students who are willing to participate in the election will have access to it. In order to prevent immature students from being unable to withstand the temptation, I will draw an age line around it. As I once said Anyone under the age of sixteen cannot cross this line.

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play. Do not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Who will put himself Putting your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed.

"Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So please think twice before you put your name in the cup and make sure you really want to compete wholeheartedly."

"Professor, that's not fair!"

As soon as the words fell, Hughes Lestledge immediately stood up and said indignantly.

"All of us know that Lord Kyle is the strongest, but he is not yet seventeen years old!"

This sentence directly won the loud response of all the little snakes.

"Yes, Professor, that's not fair!"

"If Mr. Kyle can't participate, what's the point of this competition?"

"Who in Hogwarts is a better warrior than Lord Kyle?"

"If so, please come forward now!"

The little snakes looked at the other three colleges with unkind expressions.

In fact, the young wizards from the other three colleges are also full of dissatisfaction with the seventeen-year-old rule!

The "Triwizard Tournament" is a competition with the other two magic academies. The young wizards of the four major academies, even the little lions, unconsciously share the same hatred.

"Mr. Lestrange, I hope you can understand that these are the rules set by the Ministry of Magic!"

"Those who cannot cross the age line I set cannot sign up to compete."

Dumbledore explained gently.

"No, professor, we don't think this rule is..." Les wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Kyle.

"Xius, sit down!"

"Everyone, be quiet and listen to Professor Dumbledore!"

Old Dengtou’s meaning is very clear.

It’s not that those under the age of seventeen cannot register for the competition, but that seventeen-year-old wizards who cannot cross the age limit set by him cannot register!

Both are legendary wizards.

For Kyle, it couldn't be easier to cross the line Bledo drew so casually.

18......

There is nothing good (aeei) about participating in this kind of competition!

In Slytherin, Kyle's prestige far exceeds that of Dumbledore and even Headmaster Snape.

Even though Hughes Lestrange and the others were unwilling to do so.

After hearing the order, he immediately sat back upright.

The expression is serious.

Kyle nodded to Lao Deng, indicating that he should continue.

"Okay, kids, I've said everything you want to say!"

"Please enjoy the sumptuous dinner in front of you!"

"Delicious food always brings us a good mood, doesn't it?"

After Dumbledore finished his concluding remarks, he announced the start of the dinner and started chatting with Madame Maxime and the others at the professor's chair.

The little wizard below was faced with a table full of delicacies, but he would have started to eat a lot of delicious food as usual.

But now everyone's attention is attracted by the "registration for the Triwizard Tournament".

What an honor it is to become a warrior and represent the school in the competition!

Even if you can't win, you can still leave a narrative in the history of the school.

If you win, you can have your name engraved on the Goblet of Fire and it will be passed down forever.

Gryffindor's long table.

"Harry, George and Flanders are selling spiritual enhancement potions produced by the Illuminati. Do you want one?" Ronald said to Harley excitedly.

At the same time, there was a little complaint on his face.

"The stuff from the Illuminati is really too expensive. Diagon Alley only costs three gold galleons, but one bottle of them costs twenty-eight gold galleons."

"Even my younger brother can't get a discount when buying music. George said he will be a level seven member soon..."

"When he becomes a third-level member, he will be eligible to meet the president of the Illuminati."

"You can't believe it. Throughout the holidays, George was talking about the president of the Illuminati, saying that was the person he admired most, a true business genius..."

"Weasley, it's just twenty-eight gold galleons. Is there anyone who can't even afford this?"

Malfoy on the side choked, and then looked at Harry Potter!

"Harry, I'm going to find George to buy you a bottle of spirit-enhancing potion!"

"Oh, Malfoy, forget it..."

"I think even if I could put my name in, the Warriors wouldn't be mine...

Harley looked at Kyle aside.

Young wizards at this age must be yearning to be in the limelight, be a warrior or something like that!

But when I think about Kyle's strength...

It's like a huge mountain hovering above your head that cannot be moved.

This directly dispelled the ideas of most young wizards.

no way!

The gap in strength is simply so huge that it’s disappointing!

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