A day at Hogwarts.

Students throughout the auditorium were discussing the fact that their champion was missing.

In the morning, there were rumors that Albert Anderson was missing.

But, if Albert really disappeared, how did he sign up?

Who signed him up?

what on earth is it?

Everyone was a little confused, with too many questions in their hearts.

Not only them, but even Professor Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim can't figure out what's going on. The Hogwarts warriors seem to be... missing?

Now how to do?

The two looked at the two officials from the Ministry of Magic. Crouch and Bagman also looked at each other in blank dismay, and also did not understand what was going on.

While everyone was discussing in low voices, the blue flame in the goblet of fire that had been silent suddenly turned red again, and a piece of burnt parchment was sprayed out from the goblet of fire.

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

The buzzing in the auditorium gradually disappeared. Everyone looked at the parchment in Dumbledore's hand, full of doubts. Are there new warriors?

They couldn't wait to know what was written on the note,

Staring at the note in his hand, Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time, finally cleared his throat and read out the name on the note: "Harry Potter."

There was an eerie dead silence, without any applause, and the air seemed to freeze.

There were too many accidents in the selection of warriors tonight. The Hogwarts warrior disappeared, and then the Goblet of Fire chose a new warrior for them. This is really ridiculous. When will Harry Potter be eligible to replace him? Albert has become a Hogwarts warrior.

After hearing Dumbledore pronounce Harry's name, everyone in the auditorium subconsciously turned their heads to look at Harry Potter's position.

At this moment, Harry Potter also looked dazed, his mind went blank, and he couldn't figure out what was going on at all.He only saw the students around him staring at him blankly with their mouths open.

"Harry Potter!" At that moment just now, countless thoughts appeared in Dumbledore's head. He remembered that Albert had said that Harry would definitely become a hero of Hogwarts. For this reason, He even paid special attention to it, but such a thing still happened.

To make matters worse, Albert disappeared.

The selection of the warriors this time is simply a mess, but things have to go on, at least it must be settled first.He called out again, "Harry, please go through that door."

Just when Harry stood up and was about to walk towards the teacher's seat,

The door of the auditorium was suddenly opened.

All the students who were staring at Harry all looked towards the entrance of the auditorium, and saw Albert, who was thought to be missing, opened the door and walked in.

This……

There were too many accidents that happened today, so that everyone didn't react, and they all looked stupidly at Albert who was just about to take his seat in Gryffindor.

"Where did you go today?" George asked in a low voice when he saw that Albert was about to sit down in the empty seat they left.

"I'm having some trouble."

"A little trouble?" said Fred feebly.

When Dumbledore saw Albert appear, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and shouted, "Albert, please come here!"

"Come on, you are a warrior." George urged.

"Warrior, me?" Albert showed a surprised expression, and walked along the passage between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables.

When he walked to the teacher's seat, Professor McGonagall lowered his voice and asked, "Mr. Anderson, what the hell are you doing?"

"Someone sneaked up on us last night while I was talking to Katrina and threw us in a secret room." Albert took out the speech he and Katrina had prepared in advance.

Teacher McGonagall widened her eyes in surprise, as if she had heard something unbelievable, and said dryly: "Go to that door, the warriors are waiting for further guidance over there."

Albert walked along the staff desk, pushed open the door, and when he was about to walk in, he heard Dumbledore's voice in his ear: "Harry, you come here too."

Albert walked into the small room, his eyes swept across the portraits of wizards hanging on both sides of the wall, and fell on the two people who were surrounded by the blazing fire.

Krum was sitting on the sofa, thinking about something. Fleur Delacour heard the movement and turned to look at Albert. There didn't seem to be much surprise on her face.

"What an incredible evening." Albert found an empty seat and sat down.

"Unbelievable?" Furong was a little confused.

"You'll know later." Albert just finished speaking when he heard footsteps, and Harry Potter walked in.

"Harry, come over here and do it!"

"What's going on here?" Fleur and Krum both looked up at Albert.

"He is the fourth warrior." Albert said in French and Bulgaria respectively.

"Are you kidding?" Fu Rong frowned.

Krum raised his head to look at Albert when he heard the familiar Bulgarian, and asked suspiciously, "The fourth warrior."

"Literally." Albert greeted Harry. "Sit here Harry, don't pay attention to them, that group of people will probably be arguing for a while."

"I didn't put my name in." Harry sat on the sofa next to Albert and said silly.

"I know." Albert said calmly, "Don't worry about these, you need to worry about your own safety now."

"A question about my safety." Harry was even more confused.

At this moment, there was a quarrel outside, the door behind them was pushed open again, and a large group of people rushed in.

"What on earth does this mean, Dumbledore?" Madame Maxime took the lead.

"I want to know this too. I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school can have two warriors." Professor Karkaroff laughed shortly. "Could it be that I didn't read those regulations carefully enough?"

"It's extremely unfair that Hogwarts can't have two warriors," said Madame Maxime.

Seeing other people questioning Dumbledore, Harry looked very disturbed, however, he found that Albert beside him seemed to be too calm.He didn't know where he got a cup of steaming milk tea, and he was eating a piece of cake slowly.

"Do you want it?" Albert said, taking a sip of milk tea.

"No, I just had my fill," said Harry dryly.

"Let them quarrel. This kind of thing is normal. Anyway, the result will be like that, and nothing will change." Albert wiped out most of the cake again, and instead looked at the group of principals who were arguing with interest. When Snape threw all the problems on Harry's head, Albert teased softly: "Snape has a deep conflict with you."

"He hasn't liked me since I went to school," Harry whispered.

"There must be a reason. There has never been hatred for no reason in this world." Ignoring Snape's murderous gaze, Albert put a refill spell on his cup.

Professor Bullidow turned to look Harry in the eyes, and asked calmly, "Did Harry put your name into the Goblet of Fire, or did you ask an older classmate to help you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

"He must be lying!" exclaimed Madame Maxime.

"I think it's only fair that each school should have two champions, Dumbledore," said Karkaroff in a smooth voice.

"Fair? Do you really think Hogwarts needs two warriors?" Professor Moody sneered.

"What do you mean?"

"Someone wants to murder Harry. He knows to put Potter's name in the Goblet of Fire. All he needs to do is cast a confusion spell, and Potter must participate in the competition."

"Moody, how can you say such a thing!" Ludo Bagman looked very anxious.

"Professor Moody suspects every day that someone is trying to murder him, as we all know," Karkaroff exclaimed. "When he eats, he fears that someone will add poison to his food."

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Professor Moody said impatiently: "From the time when Albert Anderson participated in the Triwizard Tournament, you have no so-called fairness. For this reason, someone Attack him, try to prevent him from participating in the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Are you kidding?" Karkaroff sneered.

"Albert can win so many international awards, you really think he is still a student." Professor Moody made no secret of his ridicule, "Don't be stupid Karkaroff, you know this very well, since Hogg Watts has Albert as a warrior, and it is meaningless for Porter to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, unless someone wants to take this opportunity to murder him, because for Porter, the Triwizard Tournament is too difficult to compete. It could have cost him his life."

The smile on Karkaroff's face disappeared, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly, because Moody was actually right.

If Albert Anderson participates in the competition, it will be difficult for other schools to win. The international grand prize is not a school competition like the Triwizard Tournament, and the level can be imagined.

One more baud doesn't really mean much.

"I think we'll file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards." Karkaroff turned to Madam Maxim.

"Dumbledore, is there really no way to make Harry give up the game, or just terminate the game?" Professor McGonagall couldn't help asking, she felt that Moody was right, the Triwizard Tournament was too much for Harry. It's dangerous, not only the Triwizard Tournament, but also the person who secretly signed up for Potter behind the scenes, and the person who attacked Albert.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid not. A magical contract cannot be broken," said Dumbledore to everyone in the room. "We have no choice but to accept it."

Most of the people in the room were very dissatisfied: Dumbledore was expressionless and didn't know what he was thinking, Professor McGonagall looked very annoyed, Madam Maxime stared angrily, and Karkaroff was even more expressionless. Livid, Snape didn't know why he looked annoyed.

Well, Professor Moody is staring at Karkaroff. In fact, he really wants to stare at Albert, but in order to prevent people from seeing his flaws, he can only stare at Karkaroff, so as not to let others find that he is very wonderful now. Mood.

However, Bagman was obviously an exception, and what happened at Hogwarts tonight made him very excited.

"Okay, shall we proceed?" Bagman rubbed his hands together, and looked at the people in the room with a smile, "Barty, you will guide our warriors."

"Very well, we finally got back to business." Mr. Crouch was as tired and haggard as if he had just been ill.

"The first project is to test the bravery of the warriors, and it will take place on November 11." He said to Harry, Albert, Fleur and Viktor, "The warriors need to face each other with only a wand and will face each other alone." Facing unknown things, and completing the competition project in front of other students and the referee team, during which they must not ask for or accept any help from their teachers."

"About the situation of the second project, the Warriors will not know until the end of the first project."

"Because the competition is very demanding and lasts for a long time, the warriors don't have to take the school year exams and can concentrate on preparing for the competition." Mr. Crouch turned to Dumbledore and said, "I think that's all."

After Crouch finished speaking, Mrs. Maxim put her arms around Fleur's shoulders and led her out of the room quickly. Karkaroff greeted Krum, and the two of them spoke without saying a word. left.

"Harry, Albert, I suggest you go back to sleep." Dumbledore looked at them both with a smile.

"No, I have to go to the kitchen, I don't want to go to bed hungry!" Albert interrupted.

"I'll have the house-elf delivered to your room." Professor McGonagall didn't want Albert to run around at night.

"Remember to ask them to heat up the food, as well as a dessert and a drink." After Albert finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Professor Moody, and said in a grateful tone: "I heard from Fred and the others that it was you You helped me sign up, thank you professor, otherwise I would really miss this interesting game."

Professor Moody froze in place. He didn't expect Albert to thank him, let alone put Albert's name into the Goblet of Fire?

How could he not know about this?

Moody's expression was stiff, and he couldn't help clenching the crutch in his hand. To be honest, at this moment, he really wanted to use the crutch in his hand to slap Albert, but he finally restrained himself.

After a long time, he said in a rough voice: "No, it's not me. It should be your classmates who signed up for you. They did that before."

"All in all, I still want to thank you, Professor, and I will try my best to win back the championship trophy for Hogwarts." Albert said sincerely.

"The most important thing for you is to protect yourself." Professor McGonagall glared at Professor Moody fiercely, and said: "Especially you Potter, if there is really no other way, even giving up in the middle of the game is not a shameful thing .”

"I think Professor McGonagall is right, Harry, you should protect yourself, this is obviously a conspiracy against you." Albert nodded.

Harry nodded gloomily, but at least he was relieved that Albert didn't think he used illegal means to get himself elected a warrior.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, Dumbledore comforted: "Well, Minerva, the situation is not as bad as you think."

"Don't you think the whole Triwizard Tournament has an air of conspiracy?" said Professor McGonagall sharply.

"We have no choice," said Dumbledore to the old man. "Alastor, help take care of Harry."

"No problem," Moody said deadpan.