Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"And that hair and suit!"

"You will know soon!" Ivan said in a low voice, planning to give Hagrid a better bottle of perfume this Christmas.

Chapter 555

"What do you mean, what will we know?!"

"Look out the window!" said Harry suddenly.

Several people turned their heads hastily. Outside the hut, Hagrid had straightened up and turned around.

If he blushed just now, it was nothing compared to his current complexion.

They stood up cautiously, so that Hagrid could not see them, and peeked out the window.

They saw Madame Maxime and Beauxbaton's students just getting out of the carriage, apparently preparing to attend the banquet.

Hagrid couldn't hear what he was saying, but when he talked with Madame Maxime, his expression was fascinated and his eyes were foggy.

"He's going to the castle with her!" said Hermione angrily. "I thought he was expecting us!"

Hagrid didn't even glance back at his hut, and walked across the grounds with Madame Maxime with heavy steps.

Beauxbatons' students followed, trotting to keep up with their strides.

"He's in love with her!" said Ron in disbelief. "Ah, if they ever have kids they'll set a world record, and I bet they'll weigh a ton each."

After a few minutes, the five of them left the cabin by themselves and closed the door.

Unexpectedly, it was so dark outside, and everyone wrapped their cloaks tighter and walked up the slope of the lawn.

The topic was still on Hagrid, and everyone couldn't believe it.

"I have to admit, those French girls are great, and it's no surprise that Hagrid is fascinated."

"That's right, especially those two sisters with Veela blood, they are called Furong and Gabriel, right?!"

"Hmph, is this what you boys think?!" Hermione said dissatisfiedly, but stared at Ivan who was silent.

Ivan shook his head subconsciously. He found that Hermione had been extremely sensitive since last night.

Did she discover something? !

Still, what is wrong? !

This is really bad enough, these girls are really a headache!

When they reached the lake, Durmstrang's delegation had just disembarked from the boat.

Krum and Karkaroff walked in front side by side, and the other Durmstrang students followed sparsely behind.

Ron looked at Krum excitedly, but Krum didn't look sideways at them.

When they entered the candlelit auditorium, it was almost full.

The Goblet of Fire had been moved, and it was now standing in front of Dumbledore's empty chair on the staff's desk.

Fred and George seemed to have embraced their defeat, their jaws bare again.

"I wish it was Angelina." Fred said when Alvin, Harry, Ron, Colin and Hermione sat down.

"Me too!" said Hermione, holding her breath. "Ah, we'll find out soon!"

The Halloween dinner seems to be going on a lot longer than usual, maybe because it's two days in a row and people don't seem to enjoy the well-prepared and sumptuous dishes as much as they usually do.

The people in the auditorium kept turning their necks to look out, anxious expressions on every face.

Everyone was restless, standing up every now and then to see if Dumbledore had finished eating.

Everyone can't wait to finish their plates and find out who has been chosen as a champion.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voices in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot.

Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.

Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.

Ludo Bagman was smiling and winking at the students from various schools, while Mr. Crouch looked uninterested, almost bored.

Aiwen saw his eyes linger on Moody for a moment, then fell on Snape, then Karkaroff and Dumbledore, his expression seemed to have some kind of undisguised Hatred.

After being confirmed by the Marauder's Map, at present, Crouch is most likely to be a fake of Barty Crouch Jr.

Of course, it's also possible that he pretended to be someone else and sneaked in, it's hard to say.

It is impossible for Aiwen to stare at the Marauder's Map all the time, and the Marauder's Map is not a panacea.

Bewitched their names, like Keresis, or magically protected, like Durmstrang's ship, the Marauder's Map would be at work, and their names could not be marked.

In fact, it doesn't matter who Barty Crouch Jr. pretends to be, Ivan is ready.

He had spoken to Keresis about it and confirmed that he would get the necessary help.

If the opponent still proceeded according to the original plot, then he would sneak into the maze at the last moment.

If there is any change, it can be adjusted according to the situation at that time.

When necessary, Dumbledore will definitely take action, and will not let things deviate too far.

"Attention everyone, the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision!" Dumbledore said, waving his hand down below, "I guess it will take another minute, listen, after the names of the warriors are announced, I hope they go to the auditorium At the top, walk along the faculty desk and enter the next room, where they will receive initial guidance!"

He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk, and everyone looked there in unison.

Dumbledore drew out his wand, and gave it a great flick.

Immediately, all the candles were extinguished except those in the jack-o-lantern.

The auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness, and the Goblet of Fire now emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames that shot out sparks were almost dazzling.

Everyone watched, waited, many kept checking their watches...

Without any warning, the flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out.

Then, a tongue of flame shot into the air, and from it flew a piece of charred parchment.

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath and looked at the note.

Dumbledore took the parchment and held it far away so that he could read the words on it by the light of the flames.

At this time, the flame returned to blue and white.

"The Champion of Durmstrang!" he said in clear and forceful tones, "it is Viktor Krum."

In an instant, applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium.

"Not surprising at all!" exclaimed Ron.

Viktor Krum got up from the Slytherin table and walked listlessly towards Dumbledore.

He turned to the right, walked along the staff desk, and entered the next room through the door.

"Fantastic, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared like a bell, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you're destined to be a warrior!"

Chapter 556 The Fourth Warrior

The applause and conversation died down, and now everyone's attention was once again on the Goblet of Fire.

After a few seconds, the flames turned red again.

The second parchment leaped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The Champion of Beauxbatons!" said Dumbledore, "it is Fleur Delacour!"

Furong stood up gracefully, and shook her shiny silver hair.

She didn't seem surprised by this result, walking briskly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

"Look, they're all disappointed," said Hermione over the din, nodding to Beauxbaton's other representatives.

In fact, "disappointment" is an understatement of the word.

The two girls who were not selected burst into tears, buried their heads in their arms, and wept bitterly.

And Gabriel was so happy that she was applauding her sister all the time.

When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again.

This time the silence was filled with a taste of intense excitement, and it was the turn of the Hogwarts warriors...

At this time, the Goblet of Fire turned red again.

Sparks sputtered, flames shot high into the air, and Dumbledore drew a third parchment from the tip of the flames.

"Hero of Hogwarts!" he cried. "It's Cedric Diggory!"

"Oops!" Ron exclaimed.

The cheers from the table next to them were deafening, with every Hufflepuff jumping up and down, screaming and stomping.

At this moment, Cedric walked past them, with a bright smile on his face, and walked towards the room behind the staff desk.

After Ai Wen determined not to become a warrior, Digory was indeed the best.

The applause for Cedric lasted a long time before Dumbledore silenced everyone and listened to him.

"Great!" Dumbledore exclaimed cheerfully when the uproar finally subsided, "well, now that our three warriors have been chosen, I know I can trust all of you, including Beauxbatons and Other Durmstrang students, you will definitely support your warriors with all your strength. By cheering for the warriors, you will also make a great contribution to this event..."

Dumbledore stopped talking suddenly, and everyone could see what had attracted his attention.

The flames in the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and sparks sputtered out.

A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was lifted out of it.

Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand as if subconsciously, and grabbed the parchment.

He held it far away, staring at the name written on it.

There was a long silence, with Dumbledore staring at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall staring at Dumbledore.

This is really horrifying, the three warriors have been selected, why is there still parchment coming out of the Goblet of Fire.

"Here we come!" Ivan looked at Dumbledore intently, and Barty Crouch Jr. started.

A few seconds later, Dumbledore cleared his throat in the silence and read aloud, "Ron Weasley!"

what? !

Ron is a warrior? !

How is this possible, Ivan's head was blank, shouldn't it be Harry? !

Things have changed again, what conspiracy is Barty Crouch Jr. planning? !

He hurriedly turned his head to look at Ron, and everyone else turned to look in this direction.

Ron's name emerged from the Goblet of Fire, which was even more unexpected than Ivan becoming a warrior himself.

Ron seemed to be frightened, he sat there blankly, feeling like he was dreaming.

Did he get it wrong, he actually became a warrior? !

After a brief blank, there was a burst of ecstasy.

He looked up excitedly, but he didn't see a smiling face.

Instead of applause, a hum began to fill the auditorium, as if countless angry bees were chirping.

Some students even stood up to get a better view of Ron.

Ron stood where he was, the smile on his face gradually froze, and he suddenly became at a loss.

His face was flushed, even his ears were red.

"Go to that room!" Ivan said in a low voice, pushing Ron lightly.

He glanced at Keresis, who shook his head slightly, looking equally surprised by the result.

Whatever it was, Ron had become a warrior.

He heard Aiwen's reminder that he wanted to go to the room at the top of the auditorium, but his body was stiff and unable to move.

Professor McGonagall stood up at the guest table and walked quickly past Ludo Bagman and Professor Karkaroff.

She whispered eagerly into Professor Dumbledore's ear, and Dumbledore listened, frowning slightly.