Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"We all know that Professor Moody would think the morning was a waste if he didn't find six men trying to murder him before lunch," Karkaroff exclaimed, "apparently he's teaching his students to be suspicious, old-timers, too. Thought someone was trying to kill you. That's a rare quality for a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Dumbledore. But you have your own considerations, no doubt."

Chapter 559 Crouch's Hatred

"I made something out of nothing?!" Moody roared, "So can you refute what Ivan just said?!"

"I can see it, you seem to have used a lot of brains on this matter!" Karkaroff said coldly, "You and Evan Mason, and this boy, you obviously have a lot of ideas about this kind of thing." Skilled, and if anyone confuses the Goblet of Fire, it is your doing."

"If I did, I would make Ivan a warrior. There is no little wizard here who is his opponent. He will definitely win the championship." Moody retorted, "Is that the case, otherwise, you wouldn't specially recruit To restrict him from playing is an act of despicable cowardice."

Neither Karkaroff nor Mrs. Maxime spoke, and there was no way to refute Moody. They both knew Ivan's strength.

After the World Cup, Aiwen is now very famous in the European magic circle.

If the students in their school can beat Aiwen, they didn't have to specifically name him to restrict him from participating in the competition.

Compared with Ivan, Ron is really nothing, everyone can feel the insignificant magic power in his body.

As Snape said, the boy had an empty head and was a complete idiot.

Even Karkaroff himself didn't believe that Ron would be able to pass the competition.

"Making Weasley a warrior may seem like a harmless act that benefits Hogwarts, but don't forget, there are people who will use purely harmless activities to achieve their own goals!" Moody said in a threatening tone Said, "My job is to think about things in the way of a dark wizard, Karkaroff, you shouldn't forget..."

"Alastor!" Dumbledore warned.

Moody fell silent, but still looked at Karkaroff with relief.

Karkaroff's face was as red as if it was on fire, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.

"There is no point in arguing, we must abide by the rules!" Mr. Crouch said softly, and finally made a decision for this matter.

"But……"

"Mrs. Maxim, if you have another solution, we are willing to listen!" Mr. Crouch said, walking to the middle of the room, he looked at Ron carefully with indifferent eyes, "this boy must enter the competition, about this The ministry will issue a reasonable written explanation to the Ministry of Magic of your two countries."

"Thank you, Barty!" Dumbledore nodded to Mr. Crouch, and he said to everyone gathered in the room, "How this situation came about, we don't know. But in my opinion, We had no choice but to accept it and both Cedric and Ron were picked to play."

Without speaking, Madame Maxime stared angrily.

Snape also looked annoyed, while Karkaroff's face was livid.

Bagman, however, seemed very excited.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the problem is over, and the next step is to see how Barty Crouch Jr. will act.

He glanced at Mr. Crouch again, his slender body looked extremely strange.

Crouch was looking at Harry, and when he noticed Ivan's gaze, he turned around and looked at Ivan.

This was the first time they looked at each other, and neither of them looked away, as if they wanted to see through each other.

Aiwen didn't know what he saw in his eyes, but from his indifferent eyes, Aiwen saw a hint of madness, as well as monstrous hatred.

He looked as if he wanted to pull out his wand and kill everyone here at once.

Aiwen can clearly feel that this guy is a lunatic, a complete terrorist and dangerous element!

This expression was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, Crouch was back to his usual look.

"Okay, let's get on with it?" Bagman said, rubbing his hands together and looking at the people in the room with a smile on his face. "It's time to teach our warriors, isn't it? These three children... "

"Let them stay here, there's nothing to keep secret!" said Mr. Crouch.

"Well, listen up, warriors, the first project is to test your mettle," Bagman said to Ron, Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor, "so we're not going to tell you about it." What is it, daring to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard, very important, I hope you can understand this..."

"The first project will be carried out on November 11, in front of other students and the jury."

"Warriors are not allowed to ask or accept any help from their teachers in completing the competition. The only weapon a warrior has in their first challenge is their wand. They don't know until after the first project is over. Regarding the situation of the second project. Because the competition is very demanding and the duration is very long, the warriors will not participate in the school year examination."

Bagman finished speaking in one breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned his head to look at Crouch.

"It should be that much, is there anything else you need to add?"

Crouch shook his head and returned to his seat in front of the fire, as if he had a soft spot for it.

"You really don't want to stay at Hogwarts tonight, Barty?" said Dumbledore, looking at Mr. Crouch with some concern.

"Yes, Dumbledore, I must go back to the Ministry!" said Mr. Crouch. "You know, it is a very busy and difficult time, and I have to form a I sent a written report to Fudge. I put young Wetherby in charge of many things temporarily, and his enthusiasm was high, but, to be honest, a little too high..."

"Well, why don't you at least come over for a drink before you go?" said Dumbledore.

"Come on, Barty, I'll stay here!" Bagman said happily, "All this finally happened in Hogwarts, right, this place is much more exciting and interesting than the office!"

"I don't agree, Ludo, and I can't stay here," Crouch said, with his usual impatience in his tone. "I have to go. There are so many things waiting for me to do."

As he spoke, he turned and left the room, and Snape followed him to see him off.

Looking at his back, Ivan was thinking quickly.

If he's being impersonated by Barty Crouch Jr., he'll show up pretty quickly without leaving.

The discussion just now lasted for a long time, if he doesn't drink the compound soup...

Unless he wasn't Polyjuice Potioned, the time would be up soon.

From this point of view, it is understandable for him to be eager to leave Hogwarts. Crouch is not Moody, and he cannot drink the wine in his bottle all the time. If he is chatting with Dumbledore for a while, he will not Time to sneak a Polyjuice Potion.

Anyway, things are over here.

Although he didn't know what conspiracy he had, Ron became a warrior with his help, and he just had to tell Keresis to deal with the rest.

Asking him to help Ron as Moody will not arouse others' suspicion.

There is no need for Barty Crouch Jr. to risk his life to stay at school, as long as he shows up at the last moment.

But when he thought of the crazy light in the other party's eyes just now, Ivan felt that things would not be so simple.

"Professor Karkaroff, Madame Maxime, would you like a drink before going to bed?" Dumbledore said.

Madam Maxim ignored him, she put her arms around Fleur's shoulders, and led her out of the room quickly.

The two of them were talking quickly in French as they walked toward the auditorium, neither looking very good-looking.

So did Karkaroff, who greeted Krum.

Krum just raised his head and drank a small bottle of nutrient potion. With a sullen face, he followed Karkaroff and left without saying a word.

Chapter 560 Hogwarts Warriors

After everyone left, the room suddenly became deserted.

"Ron, Cedric, Ivan, Harry, Hermione, I suggest you go back to sleep." Dumbledore said, looking at the five of them with a smile, "I believe that Gryffindor and Hufflepuff All of your classmates are waiting to celebrate with you. They finally have an excuse to make a scene, and it is too wrong to take this opportunity away from them."

Ivan looked back at Dumbledore, wondering if Dumbledore had discovered anything.

He thought he wouldn't get a response, but suddenly saw that Dumbledore was looking at him with a smile.

Dumbledore nodded quickly to Ivan, and his smile seemed to have a particularly deep meaning.

What happened tonight is really weird, the contest has already begun, I don't know who will have the last laugh.

When they dragged Ron, who was almost immobile, out of the room, they realized that the auditorium was now empty.

The flame of the candle was already very low, which made the grinning smile of the jack-o-lantern flickering and weird.

"Weasley, I didn't expect you to become a warrior!" Cedric said with a forced smile, reaching out to Ron, "But anyway, we are all representing Hogwarts now, although you are me opponents..."

"There is only one person who can represent Hogwarts, and I will win you, and I will prove that I am a real warrior!" Ron said loudly.

He didn't shake hands with Cedric, who just stood there in embarrassment.

Ron looked a little paranoid now. After the great pressure passed, ecstasy followed.

There was chaos in his head, and there was only one thought.

His warrior status has been recognized by the Ministry of Magic and the school, and his dream has become a reality.

He's a Hogwarts warrior, a real one.

Because of being too excited, Ron's face was flushed, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Okay then, goodbye!" Cedric said coldly, retracting his right hand.

Several people separated quickly, and Ivan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked down the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower.

"I'm a warrior, I'm a warrior, I'm a Hogwarts warrior!" Ron muttered to himself.

Along the way, he kept repeating these few words, as if hypnotizing himself.

Ivan, Harry, and Hermione exchanged glances and looked at Ron worriedly.

"Ron, you shouldn't be talking to Cedric like that!" said Harry hesitantly. "He's actually a nice guy."

"Then what should I say, we are competitors now, and that little boy doesn't recognize me at all." Ron said, "He and I are both warriors, but there is only one who can represent Hogwarts, right?!"

"That's right, but..." Harry paused, and continued, "Okay, then can you tell us how you put your name in the Goblet of Fire? Did you use the method Ivan said?"

"I didn't. I didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire. I wanted to, but I didn't have the chance. We've been with Hagrid all day." Ron froze for a moment, and said angrily, "You guys Don't you believe me?"

"Don't be silly, of course we believe you, otherwise we wouldn't ask Professor Moody to help you!" Ivan replied subconsciously.

He was still thinking about why Barty Crouch Jr. chose Ron. What conspiracy does this guy have? !

After Ron became a warrior, the entire plot and future development have been deflected too much.

Many things need to be overthrown and re-deduced.

"I'd like to believe you too, Ron!" said Harry, "though it's hard to believe."

"Okay, you three! The question now is not whether Ron has become a warrior, but who should put his name into the Goblet of Fire." Hermione said with a frown.

"Whoever it is, he's clearly helping me, isn't he?!" Ron laughed.

"Didn't you hear what Ivan and Professor Moody said?!" Hermione raised her brows up again, "That person wants to kill you!"

"Kill me?!" Ron froze for a moment, somewhat disapproving.

"The professors have said that the Triwizard Tournament is very dangerous, and it is not something we can handle. You are likely to die there, Ron!" Hermione said worriedly, "You are not as strong as Aiwen. a lot of……"

"What the hell is going on with you?!" Ron interrupted Hermione, "I became a warrior, you should congratulate me instead of talking about these nonsense things."

His eyes flicked across Ivan, Harry, and Hermione, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

"Congratulations?!" Hermione was surprised, looking at Ron in surprise, "You're crazy, it's not a good thing, those..."

"I know, you always think I'm inferior to Ivan, Harry, and even you!" Ron said loudly, interrupting Hermione again, and the smile on his face gradually froze, "But I Now it's the warriors, not you, and that's enough to prove everything, isn't it?!"

There was an awkward silence, and Hermione seemed transfixed by Ron's words.

Ivan knew that Ron had been depressed for too long, and was dazzled by the ecstasy of being suddenly called a warrior.

Let’s talk tomorrow if you have anything to say, or let him see the first project, I believe he will become more sober.

Ivan gently held Hermione's little hand, signaling her to stop talking.

Harry still wanted to say something, but this was when they were in front of the portrait of the fat woman.

The fat lady is not alone in her picture frame. Ivan saw that a wrinkled witch who appeared in the downstairs room just now is sitting proudly beside the fat lady. Into every painting that lined the seven flights of stairs, just to get here before him.

Both she and the Fat Lady were looking down at Ron with great interest, smiling.

"Yes, yes, yes!" said the Fat Lady. "Violet just told me everything. Who's just been chosen as a school champion?"

"Nonsense," said Hermione gruffly, and she was angry too.

If I knew this, I wouldn't go in and explain for Ron.

"Absolutely not, I saw it with my own eyes..." the pale witch said angrily.

"No, no, Violet, this is the password." The fat lady comforted.

Then, she unscrewed forward, allowing the four of them into the common room.

When the portrait was opened, the sudden uproar in the ears was deafening.

Everyone seems to have planned to stay here specially. About a dozen hands stretched out at the same time and dragged Ron into the common room.

Inside was the entire Gryffindor House class, all screaming and cheering and whistling.

Chapter 561 Hufflepuff's Transformation

"That's great, Ron!"