A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"As Dumbledore said, this is protected by a magical contract, which is good for you, right?" Moody's grumpy voice echoed in the small room.

As soon as Moody entered the room, he limped towards the fire. Every time his right wooden leg touched the ground, it made a loud impact, thump, thump.

"Advantageous?" said Karkaroff. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Moody."

Karkaroff tried his best to sound contemptuous, as if he didn't care at all about Moody's words, but his hands betrayed his inner feelings. They clenched into fists involuntarily.

"It seems?" Moody said softly, "It's simple, Karkaroff, someone put Potter's name into that goblet, and he knew that if the name was spit out, Potter would have to compete. "

"Obviously, that person wants to give Hogwarts two chances!" said Madam Maxime implicitly, she had not spoken for some time.

But as she said this, Dumbledore glanced at her.

Maxim seemed to want to make a fuss, and she seemed to want to use Karkaroff to test Edward's depth.

"I agree, Madam Maxime." Karkaroff still didn't understand why Maxim was on his side, and even bowed to her, "I want to propose it to the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards. Accusation—"

Maxim glanced at Dumbledore with his big watery eyes. It seemed that the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards was Dumbledore, and the Ministry of Magic...do they really dare to stand up to Dumbledore?

"If anyone has a complaint, it's Potter." Moody said gruffly, "But...it's funny...I didn't hear a word he said..."

Hermione tugged at Edward's sleeve. She didn't really want to participate, but Edward put her name in.

Harry looked at Dumbledore and Edward with helpless eyes. He wanted to complain, but in such an atmosphere, he couldn't speak at all.

"Why is he complaining?" Fleur couldn't help but ask, Maxim's palm gently rested on her shoulder and pulled her back slightly.Fleur looked up at her headmaster, not understanding what she meant, but when she saw Madame Maxime shake her head slightly, she realized that she probably shouldn't speak.

"Maybe someone died because of Potter, little girl," Moody said, with a hint of a growl in his voice, but he was speaking to Karkaroff.

As soon as these words came out, there was an extremely tense silence.Ludo Bagman looked very nervous, his body moved up and down restlessly, and he said: "Moody, you old guy...how could you say such terrible things!?"

"We all know that Professor Moody would have felt that the morning had been wasted if he had not discovered six people trying to murder him before lunch." Karkaroff said loudly. "Obviously, he is now completely obsessed. , he also taught his students how to be suspicious and always think that someone is trying to kill them. However, I must say, this is completely unnecessary. As a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, this quality is really rare, Dumbledore. But there is nothing If you have any questions, you have your own considerations.”

"What, are you saying that I made something out of nothing?" Moody roared angrily. He was irritated by Karkaroff. "I have a feeling, huh? Throwing this boy's name into the goblet was definitely a trick. A brilliant wizard..."

Dumbledore's half-moon lenses were filled with light, and he just watched all of this happen quietly.

To be honest, if he hadn't known in advance that Moody was being impersonated, he would never have suspected it, because his behavior was so consistent with Dumbledore's impression of Moody - well, it was a little too much, at least Moody Dee would talk to Dumbledore instead of taking charge like he is now.

It appears that Fake Moody is desperate to establish Harry the Warrior's identity.

"Oh? What evidence do you have for this?" Maxim said, pulling Fleur down and blocking her with her body.

"Because they tricked a very powerful magic object!" said Moody. "It would take a particularly powerful Confusion Charm to fool the goblet into forgetting that there were only three schools in the Tournament. . . . Guess they must have put Potter's name in as a fourth school and made sure he was the only one at that school..."

"So, is this your method?" Edward narrowed his eyes. He had to say that this was a very clever method, and he was very sure that Harry's name would be sprayed out by the Goblet of Fire.

And Karkaroff obviously noticed it, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into this, Moody," Karkaroff said coldly. "It's a very novel theory - but, of course, I've heard that you've been thinking a lot lately. On a whim, you thought that a birthday gift you received contained a cleverly disguised basilisk egg, and you smashed it to pieces without caring about Sanqi21, and then you discovered that it was a travel alarm clock. Therefore, if we don’t Take your words completely seriously and you will understand..."

"There will indeed be people who take advantage of innocent opportunities to achieve their own goals." Moody retorted in a threatening tone, "My job is to think about problems along the lines of a dark wizard, Karkaroff - you probably don't. forget--"

"Alastor!" Dumbledore warned. He was afraid that the fake Moody would tell the truth without knowing what to say, and then all their plans would be disrupted. It was not the best way to expose Moody. opportunity.

Harry also needs him to pass the levels of the Triwizard Tournament.

Moody fell silent, but still looked at Karkaroff with resentment - Karkaroff's face turned red as if it was on fire.

His purpose has been achieved.

"We don't know how this situation came about." Dumbledore walked into the middle of the crowd. He took over the right to speak at the right time and controlled the rhythm of the audience. "But in my opinion, besides accepting it, There is no choice. Both Miss Granger and Mr. Potter have been selected to compete. Therefore, they must..."

"Ah, but Dumbledore—"

"My dear Madame Maxime, if you have another solution, I am willing to listen."

Dumbledore waited, but Madame Maxime did not speak. She just smiled faintly and stepped back.

Karkaroff's face was livid. He really wanted to stand up, but it seemed that not many people were on his side.Even Madame Maxime, who was in the same camp, did not say a "fair word".

"Okay, let's continue?" Bagman rubbed his hands and said. He looked a little excited, as if he was happy that two warriors who broke the rules appeared.