The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Coincidentally, John also had a vague sense of foreboding.

John couldn't tell what he was worried about.

It was obvious that he didn't expect to become a Hogwarts warrior, so there was no need to be nervous at all.

In the end he could only blame it on the atmosphere in the auditorium.

After all, due to the selection of the Goblet of Fire, most people present looked restless.

Everyone can't wait to finish all the food on the plate so that they can quickly know who is chosen as the warrior.

This made the originally cheerful Halloween dinner extremely tense.

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 either side of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.

Bagman was greeting every student who looked at him with a warm wink.

As for Crouch, this guy was sitting next to Moody as usual, smiling and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision," Dumbledore said. "It will probably take another minute. Listen, after the names of the champions are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the Great Hall and along the staff table. Go over there and enter that room next door, where they will receive initial instruction!”

As he spoke, Dumbledore pointed to the door behind the staff seats.

Then he took out his wand and waved it widely.

Immediately, all the candles except the lamp in the pumpkin were extinguished.

The entire auditorium immediately fell into a semi-dark environment.

This makes the flame inside the flame become brighter and brighter.

Everyone was staring at the flames, even though they were a bit dazzling.

Finally, the flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned red again, crackling sparks burst out, and a piece of burnt parchment was sprayed out along with a tongue of fire.

Dumbledore caught the piece of paper and looked at it in the light of the flames.

"The champion of Durmstrang," he said in clear force, "Viktor Krum."

"congratulations."

John stood up and said to Krum with a smile.

Krum still understood this kind of simple English, so he smiled, shook John's hand, and said thank you in distorted English.

Slytherin and other Hogwarts students also applauded Krum.

They didn't see anything wrong with it.

As a host, this level of demeanor is indeed required.

John was pretty good at this.

Amidst the applause and Karkaroff's cheers, the second piece of paper was also sprayed out.

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

The area where Beauxbatons gathered instantly became chaotic.

John could see a little girl hugging her sister with a scarf on her head and cheering.

This was also the only one cheering for Fleur.

Among the rest, everyone in Hogwarts would naturally not applaud the Beauxbatons warriors who had just had a conflict in the morning.

Durmstrang didn't like Beauxbatons much either.

Even within Beauxbatons, no one applauded Fleur.

They are now crying and comforting each other.

A few girls were still glaring at Furong, obviously not convinced that Furong got the warrior spot.

This situation inside Beauxbatons made the scene a bit embarrassing.

Mrs. Maxim, who was sitting on the faculty seat, also looked a little unhappy.

But Fleur didn't care.

She comforted her sister for a while, and then strode towards the side door of the auditorium.

As she walked, she took off her scarf.

A head of silky silver hair was directly exposed in front of everyone.

In this dim environment, the silver hair was like a galaxy, reflecting the bright and gorgeous light.

Coupled with her beautiful face that can be called a work of art, many boys present were stunned!

"That's... a Veela?" Draco said in disbelief, "It looks a bit like it! But why... I don't understand... how can a Veela enter a magic school? And she can also use wizard's magic. This obviously means she should be a human, right?"

John looked at Fleur's retreating figure and said:

"Maybe he is of mixed race?"

"Mixed blood?"

Draco's expression became even more astonished, and then he frowned and said, "You mean, a wizard and a Veela... hybrid? Merlin! That's too disgusting!"

"Ah--"

Alice sneered.

Draco thought she might know something and wanted to ask.

But John turned around and stopped Draco with his cold gaze.

At this time, the third piece of paper was also spit out.

"The Champion of Hogwarts," he shouted, "is Cedric Diggory!"

"Oops!"

Draco couldn't help but scream again.

The Slytherins all looked disappointed, as did Gryffindor.

Michelle was comforting the Gryffindors one by one.

John also said a few symbolic words to calm the Slytherins' emotions.

It doesn't matter to him, he has no interest in being a warrior anyway.

Hufflepuff is another extreme.

Every Hufflepuff was jumping up and down, screaming and stamping their feet, when Cedric walked past them, smiling broadly, toward the room behind the staff desk.

The cheers for Cedric continued for a long time.

Even Madame Maxime and Karkaroff applauded for a while.

Anyway, as long as John is not regarded as a warrior, it will be a good thing for them.

"Great!" When the noise finally subsided, Dumbledore shouted happily, "Okay, now our three warriors have been selected. Please don't be discouraged by the remaining students..."

Dumbledore paused and glanced specifically at the place where the Beauxbatons gathered. "You will also make a great contribution to this event by cheering for the warriors."

As soon as these words came out, several girls at Beauxbatons burst into tears.

This obviously does not accept Dumbledore's statement.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, seemingly at a loss.

Madame Maxime frowned and was already ready to get up and take care of the Beauxbatons.

At this moment, another piece of parchment suddenly spit out from the Goblet of Fire beside Dumbledore.

Everyone in the auditorium was stunned.

Especially Karkaroff and Maxim on the faculty bench.

Dumbledore subconsciously caught the piece of paper.

There was also an expression of confusion and surprise on his face.

But when he saw clearly what was written on the piece of paper, he suddenly became serious.

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

Then, Dumbledore cleared his throat and read loudly:

"Harry Potter!"

The silence in the auditorium continued.

Everyone was looking in Harry's direction, but Harry himself looked even more confused than the audience.

In the faculty seats, Karkaroff and Maxim were already discussing quietly.

Although they lowered their voices.

But judging from their expressions, they should all be very angry.

Dumbledore turned his head, as if he wanted to discuss it with them.

But as the flames flickered, two more pieces of paper were sprayed out.

Perhaps because of the unexpected piece of paper, Dumbledore seemed more adaptable.

He caught the piece of paper and observed it carefully for a while, then took a deep breath and read again:

"John Shafiq! And, Michelle Shafiq!"

"yeah--"

An excited cheer rang out from the Gryffindor table.

It's Michelle.

She was so excited.

He was hugging Hermione, jumping up and down, waving his arms and cheering.

After her trouble, the Gryffindors finally seemed to react.

George and Fred were the first to strike, clapping vigorously.

Then the rest of the Gryffindors cheered.

John was staring at the Goblet of Fire.

He knew where his ominous premonition came from!

But how could he be chosen as a warrior?

Is it possible that Alice's [Confusion Spell] paper plan really succeeded?

But is this really possible?

While John was thinking, the Slytherins around him completely exploded.

Everyone cheered and celebrated.

The sound mixed with that from Gryffindor, almost causing the entire Hogwarts Great Hall to tremble slightly.

Dumbledore looked back at McGonagall and Snape, then nodded and said:

"Michelle, Harry, and John. Please go to that door."

"John! He's calling you! Go quickly!"

Draco urged John, who was shaking with excitement.

John took one last deep look at the Goblet of Fire, and then slowly walked into the side door with Michelle and Harry under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

The moment the door closed, John could see that the expressions on Mrs. Maxim's and Karkaroff's faces were very bad.

This is easy to understand.

There are currently four warriors in Hogwarts.

This has completely broken the balance of power in the Triwizard Tournament.

Madame Maxime and Karkaroff were of course going to argue with Dumbledore.

The two of them haven't fallen out with Dumbledore yet, just because they don't want to lose their grace in public.

Their anger will erupt like a volcano only when they follow suit.

Conflict is inevitable.