The Days of Sneaking at Hogwarts

Soon it was Thursday, and everyone gathered in the hall, waiting for the list of warriors for the Triwizard Tournament to be released.

Many seniors put their names on the paper into the Goblet of Fire, and Cedric, surrounded by everyone, walked towards the Goblet of Fire.

"Cedric, come on, put it in."

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Cedric threw the note.Cedric's vote aroused cheers from the crowd, and many people believed that Cedric could win on behalf of Hogwarts.

"Senior Cedric will definitely be the champion of this Triwizard Tournament." Jesmine's eyes followed Cedric's figure.

"I can't tell. Durmstrang's side, but with Krum, Beauxbaton's strength feels extraordinary." Arnold looked around. She had been watching Fred and George trying their best these days. I put my name into it in various ways, but today I didn't see the two of them at the scene, "Where are Fred and George? Didn't they both want to participate all the time, and gave up today?"

Before Arnold finished speaking, he saw Fred and George running in, shouting, "Great, this is really great."

Both of them held a small bottle high in their hands, which was the aging agent they had been working on for a long time, to cross the age limit set by Dumbledore himself, and they ran to show their results to the crowd.

"Guys, we made it."

"Fresh from the oven this morning."

Listening to what they said, Hermione understood their intentions, and smiled, "It's no wonder it works."

Hearing Hermione's words, Fred and George moved closer to Hermione, "Why do you say that?"

Hermione pointed to a circle of white boundaries around the Goblet of Fire, "See this? This is the age boundary, which was drawn by Dumbledore himself. A genius like Dumbledore would not be fooled by tricks like aging potions. past."

Fred and George obviously disagreed with Hermione's point of view, they both shook their heads, and then spoke confidently.

"But that's the trick."

"The more tricks you have."

"The more dramatic it is."

"What do you think, Arnold?" Fred looked at Arnold who was standing aside, Arnold looked at Fred and George, and then at Hermione, "Of course Hermione is right, Do you like to challenge the impossible so much?" Obviously, in Arnold's heart, Hermione is much more reliable than Fred and George.

Fred and George ignored Hermione's words and stepped forward resolutely. Before they crossed the age limit, they both drank the aging potion in their hands with confidence, and then walked within the age limit.

The first step was successful, the two of them walked in unharmed, nothing happened, and some people who wanted to participate but were not old enough cast envious glances at Fred and George.

The second step was also very successful. The two of them successfully put in the note with their names on it, but the Goblet of Fire did not change. Just when everyone cheered for them, the blue flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly burst out Come out, this startled everyone, the crowd that had formed a circle immediately dispersed, and looked at Fred and George again, they were bounced and fell to the ground, waiting for the two of them to sit up At that time, they found that the other party had turned into an old man with a white beard.

"It's all your fault."

"It's all your fault."

Fred and George tacitly shifted the blame for the accident to each other. Neither of them accepted the other, and wrestled on the ground. For a while, there were spectators all around.

Arnold looked at the old version of Fred and George, and looked around. She wanted to see if anyone had brought a camera. It would be a pity not to take pictures of this kind of scene. After looking around, there was no gain. However, I saw Ron who was out of breath from laughing and wanted to pull others to laugh together. There was a bit of brotherhood but not much.

The noisy crowd didn't quiet down until Dumbledore's arrival.

"Now is the long-awaited selection of warriors." Dumbledore walked around the Goblet of Fire, and saw the color of the flames start to change from blue to red and then to blue, and then a note flew out of the Goblet of Fire , Dumbledore took the note and read the name on it, "Victor Krum. The warrior of Durmstrang is Victor Krum."

Immediately afterwards, another note flew out of the Goblet of Fire, and Dumbledore took the note, "The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour."

Then there are the Hogwarts warriors. As the note flew out of the Goblet of Fire, the atmosphere became a little tense. Dumbledore announced loudly, "Next, there are the Hogwarts warriors." , he is Cedric Diggory."

Everyone at Hogwarts cheered together, especially the Hufflepuff students. Cedric also stood up in front of everyone's eyes, and walked forward, representing Hogwarts, with Crane Lumu and Fleur stood together.

"Three warriors have been selected, but in the end only one can go down in history, and only one can hold high the championship trophy, which is a symbol of victory." When Dumbledore was speaking, Batty, director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department, Crouch took the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament, the Triwizard Tournament Cup.

Just as everyone was looking at the trophy, Snape looked at the Goblet of Fire. Following his gaze, Dumbledore also looked at the Goblet of Fire.

The flames in the Goblet of Fire danced like they just flew out of the list of warriors. Everyone felt strange. There were only three warriors, so what else could fly out of the Goblet of Fire.

Dumbledore approached the Goblet of Fire, and a note flew out of the Goblet of Fire and landed in his hand.

"Harry Potter." Dumbledore whispered the name on the note, and no one was surprised by it, even Harry himself, not to mention the age limit set by Dumbledore. Can't pass, he didn't prepare a note at all, and he didn't plan to participate in the competition at all.

Dumbledore looked for Harry among the crowd, "Harry Potter, Harry Potter?"

Harry walked through the crowd and walked towards Dumbledore. He was a little at a loss. He looked left and right and didn't know who to look at. He didn't know what he should do next, what to say, he looked at Dumbledore, a little nervous .

Dumbledore didn't say anything. He handed him the note with Harry's name on it. Harry took the note, with a dazed expression, and walked forward unsteadily. Along the way, many People talked about him, and Harry's face became a little ugly, and it didn't get better until he walked to Professor McGonagall. McGonagall nodded to him comfortingly, and patted him on the shoulder. Only then did I make up my mind.

In the trophy showroom, Fleur, Cedric, and Krum were waiting for the professors to come and talk to them about the competition. Seeing Harry's arrival, they were a little puzzled.

Following Harry came the professors who argued along the way.

Dumbledore was the first to rush at Harry, who looked annoyed, but trying to keep his voice as calm as possible, asked, "Harry, tell me, were you the one who threw your name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

"Did you ask your senior classmates to vote?" Dumbledore continued to ask.

"No." Harry continued shaking his head.

"Are you absolutely sure?" Dumbledore was still asking.

"Yes, I'm sure." Harry's tone was much firmer this time.

Dumbledore nodded, believing Harry.

But some people still didn't believe it, Beauxbaton's principal Olim Maxim stood up, "He must be lying!"

Moody stood up, and he began to defend Harry, "The Goblet of Fire is a monster with super powers, and only the super-powerful Confusion Spell can have this effect, he is only a fourth-year student, it is impossible to have this kind of ability."

Dumbledore handed Barty the final decision on whether or not Harry would participate in this Triwizard Tournament.

"The rules cannot be changed. The choice of the Goblet of Fire must be obeyed and cannot be changed." Batty said, and he looked at Harry, "There is no way, Mr. Potter, from tonight, you are the Triwizard Tournament." warrior."