The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

The second day is Saturday.

This is a good time to sleep in.

Especially for students in fifth and seventh grade preparing for the OWL and NEWT exams.

However, when John came to the auditorium to have breakfast as usual in the morning, he found that the foyer had been filled with people early.

They were all looking at the Goblet of Fire.

The cup was now placed in the center of the hall, on the high chair where the Sorting Hat usually rested.

A thin golden line was also drawn on the floor, forming a circle with a radius of about ten feet, surrounding the Goblet of Fire in the center.

"John, come here quickly, we are about to vote for names!"

As soon as John emerged, he heard Draco shout happily.

"You haven't given up yet?" John smiled helplessly, "So? What are you going to do?"

Draco mysteriously pointed to the senior Slytherins standing next to him and whispered:

"This is Alice's idea. Although students under the age of 17 cannot pass, they can pass as long as they are over 17. After that, just ask them to write your name on If you just throw the note in, doesn't it count as successful registration?"

Hearing this, John raised his eyebrows speechlessly and said:

"She thought about it for more than a month and came up with this idea? Didn't she say she also needed some alchemy equipment?"

"Don't be anxious, Master Shafiq." Alice came over at some point carrying a metal box, "Of course it's not that simple. Do you see what I have in my hand? This is the key."

As she spoke, Alice tapped the metal box lightly with her wand.

Immediately there was a dense mechanical sound inside.

After a while, a large number of notes with the names of John and Michelle were spit out from the metal box.

"This machine can apply a [Confusion Curse] to the spitted paper, so it should be able to deceive the Goblet of Fire."

As Alice spoke, she handed the note with John's name on it to the waiting Slytherins.

"Me! Me! Alice, and me!"

Michelle on the side couldn't wait to shout.

Alice smiled and handed over a stack of paper with Michelle's name written on it.

Michelle was very popular in Gryffindor.

A bunch of seniors had already prepared, obviously preparing to implement the same plan.

In addition, George, Fred, Ron, Harry, Draco...

A lot of people also asked Alice for a bunch of notes, and found someone to sign up.

"Are you all ready?" Alice said seriously with a straight face, "The success rate of [Confusion Curse] is not 100%, although it has a high probability of success under the human sea tactic. But if it fails, the applicant will be You will be ejected. You need to be prepared!"

Hearing this, all the senior students present nodded seriously.

Then, amid the cheers of Michelle, Draco and others, a large number of senior students rushed towards the Goblet of Fire and threw the notes into it.

So many notes were thrown in at the same time that the flames in the cup dimmed a bit.

However, the next moment, the originally suppressed flames suddenly surged, turning into an explosive wave of fire that knocked everyone, including the [Confusion Spell] notes in their hands, away from the golden coil.

For a moment, the entire hall was filled with wailing and chaos.

"They all failed!"

Draco screamed, holding his head.

Alice's expression also darkened.

Michelle was supporting and comforting those who were knocked away.

She supported not only Gryffindors, but also Slytherins.

"I reminded you."

Dumbledore suddenly walked out of the auditorium. He smiled and said, "Only those over seventeen years old can sign up."

His eyes scanned the crowd, and finally landed on the metal box in Alice's hand.

"Not bad alchemy," Dumbledore said with a smile. "I can see that you are indeed very talented in this area. Maybe after you complete your fifth grade, Hogwarts can consider hiring an alchemist again." The professor is here to teach you specifically.”

"Thank you."

Alice saluted Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded with a smile, turned and left the auditorium.

As soon as he walked away, John patted Michelle on the head and said:

"Don't be sad, I'll buy you candy later."

"I'm not sad." Michelle blinked her big eyes and said, "I just wanted to give it a try. Oh, by the way..."

Michelle walked a few steps faster, took Alice's hand and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, Alice. Although it didn't succeed, I still want to thank you!"

Faced with Michelle's warm smile, Alice did not speak this time, but shook her head with a wry smile.

At the same time, he glanced at John on the side.

He was relieved when he saw that John didn't react much.

She could see it clearly now.

Michelle is John's reverse scale.

John might be able to tolerate her persistent pursuit of him.

But if she puts her mind on Michelle, even if there is even the slightest possibility of having a bad influence on Michelle, John will kill her without hesitation!

Thinking of this, Alice looked at Michelle with a bit more envy.

'What a lucky girl.But you should try not to associate with me, otherwise I'm afraid I will be killed by your good brother. '

With a sigh, Alice was ready to continue studying the Goblet of Fire.

She is very interested in this high-level magic item.

However, at this moment, Madame Maxime walked into the foyer with a large group of Beauxbatons students.

Under the command of Madame Maxime, the Beauxbatons lined up neatly and threw their names into the Goblet of Fire one by one.

As each name was thrown into the flames, the flames quickly turned red and sparkled.

Obviously, this is what should happen if the registration is successful.

It is worth mentioning that every Beauxbatons would look at Alice deeply when passing by everyone in Hogwarts after dropping the note.

Their eyes and expressions are different.

There is regret and nostalgia, but more importantly, there is disgust and fear.

This also made Alice look increasingly pale and ugly.

Finally, a girl with a scarf wrapped around her head whose face could not be seen clearly stopped in front of Alice.

She looked Alice up and down, and then said disdainfully:

"I never expected that a monster like you would be here."

As soon as she opened her mouth, many people present recognized her as the girl who sneered when Dumbledore was speaking last night.

Her voice is so unique, as beautiful as a nightingale.

However, what she said was not so friendly.

"Perhaps I should suggest to the principal of Hogwarts to let you leave here." The unknown Beauxbatons girl said calmly, "Your existence is a threat to everyone here. Monsters like you only deserve to be left alone." Living alone in the wilderness."

Alice stared coldly at the girl in front of her, as if she was going to go crazy.

But before she could say anything, Michelle pulled her behind him.

"I won't allow you to insult my friends like this!"

"Friend? Ha-" the girl seemed to have heard a joke, "You actually regard this monster as a friend? Do you know what will happen if you become her friend?"

Michelle said firmly:

"It's none of your business!"

Hearing this, the girl became a little anxious.

But another figure appeared next to Michelle.

It's John.

He looked at the girl with an indifferent look.

And just after meeting his eyes for a moment, the girl was as stiff as a small animal being stared at by a tiger, and she was speechless.

"This is Hogwarts."

John said calmly.

Hearing this, the girl gritted her teeth and tried her best to finally say:

"I just want to give you a piece of advice..."

"I repeat," John interrupted, "this is Hogwarts. We at Hogwarts will handle the affairs of Hogwarts on our own, and we don't need any advice from you."

As soon as John said this, the attitudes of the surrounding Hogwarts students towards Beauxbatons and others also changed.

Almost instantly, the Slytherins' faces turned cold as did John's, and they stared at Beauxbatons and the others with unkind expressions.

Many people have even begun to put their hands into their robes to grab their wands.

The Gryffindors were not to be outdone.

Michelle is their hospital pet, and usually it's too late for everyone to love her, so how can they just sit back and watch her conflict with others without helping her.

For a moment, the Gryffindors present, led by George and Fred, blocked the entrance and exit of the hall, pretending to be ready to close the door and beat the dog.

Seeing this, everyone in Beauxbatons was a little flustered.

The girl's breathing became even more rapid.

She reached out and touched the scarf on her head, as if planning to take it off.

Along with her movements, John could vaguely see a few strands of silver hair peeking out from the gaps in the scarf.

The texture and color are very similar to Veela.

But before she could actually pull off the scarf, Madame Maxime's tall body stood in front of her, separating her from John.

"You are right, Mr. Shafiq, this is indeed Hogwarts' own affairs, and we have no right to interfere."

Mrs. Maxim said with a polite smile on her face, "This time, Fleur was rude. I apologize to you and Hogwarts on her behalf."

The corners of John's mouth raised slightly and he said:

"You are serious."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the Slytherins took their hands out of their robes, and smiles appeared on their faces.

But their smiles were still not friendly, more like sneers.

The Gryffindors all looked at Michelle.

Seeing that Michelle had no intention of pursuing further, everyone stepped aside with a smile.

Seeing this, Madame Maxime nodded, gave John a last deep look, and then left the hall with the Beauxbatons.

As soon as they left, the hall immediately became lively.

The Gryffindors all ran to Michelle, chirping and asking for credit.

Don't ask for anything else, just for Michelle to say thank you to them.

Only Hermione looked a little flustered.

"Now we're in big trouble!" she said anxiously, "Beauxbatons is our honored guest. Now there's a conflict. What will they think of us!?"

Michelle pouted dissatisfiedly and said:

"They are indeed guests, but they are hostile guests! Look at their attitude. How can they look down upon Hogwarts? In the face of friendly guests, we should treat them well, but if they are hostile guests, we should treat them Fight out!"

"Michelle is right!" Ron shouted, blushing.

Harry also pumped his fist in agreement.

And Alice also walked out of the crowd at this time.

Her eye circles were a little red.

He lowered his head and said:

"Michelle, and John, thank you."

"You're welcome, Alice!" Michelle laughed and patted Alice on the back, looking generous, "We are friends! Friends should help each other!"

Alice forced a grateful smile and continued to thank John and Michelle.

John stared at Alice.

He could probably guess that Alice probably transferred to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons.

The reason for her transfer was not just because Countess Lopez wanted to move.

Judging from the attitude of the Beauxbatons students towards her and their calling her 'monster'.

Alice must have lost control in Beauxbatons, which resulted in serious consequences.

It's even possible that Alice was expelled from Beauxbatons.

"You really don't need to say thank you."

John said calmly at this time, "I help you not for other reasons, but just because you are a student of Hogwarts.

As long as he is a Hogwarts student, no matter which house he is from, whether he has any grudge against me or what he thinks of me, I will help him. I will never sit back and watch him be bullied by outsiders. "

"well said!"

Draco clapped his hands excitedly.

The other Slytherins also cheered excitedly.

Even the Gryffindors looked at John with admiration.

Although John once led people to storm the Gryffindor Tower, at least his words were recognized by the Gryffindors.

……

In just one day, what happened in the foyer this morning spread throughout Hogwarts.

Until John arrived at the auditorium with Draco, Michelle, Alice and others in the evening, the entire auditorium fell silent instantly.

After a few seconds, the applause and cheers started like a tsunami.

Almost all the Hogwarts students were cheering for what John and Michelle did and said in the Great Hall.

This made everyone in Beauxbatons look very unhappy.

One of the little girls with a scarf on her head complained to her sister who was also wearing a scarf next to her:

"What's so great about that John Shafiq! He's not even 17 years old, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be a warrior!"

The surrounding Beauxbatons also looked a little better after hearing this.

The girl was right.

So what if John is great?

If you don't become a warrior, everything is in vain!

The girl seemed a little happy when her companions around her agreed with her statement.

She hurriedly said to her sister:

"Sister! You will definitely become a warrior and win the Triwizard Tournament! By then, we can slap that John Shafik in the face!"

Hearing this, the girl's sister did not answer, but just squeezed out a wry smile.

Then he turned to look at the Goblet of Fire, which had been moved to the podium again.

For some reason, she always had an ominous premonition.

The roster of warriors will be announced soon, and I don’t know what the result will be.