Hogwarts: I'm taking my dad to find my mom.

Fred patted Leino. He was thinking about how to praise Leino. After thinking about it, he finally gave him a thumbs up.

If one hand is not enough, use both hands to raise it at the same time.

"Are you sure you want to use this gesture?"

Rheino flexed his knuckles and slowly approached Fred.

"Don't learn everything. Agas will only harm you."

Agas: "......"

So what does it have to do with him?

Not far from the Black Lake, Barty Crouch, dressed in a suit, stood with his hands behind his back, watching a group of Agas playing and fighting on the lawn.

It's such an eyesore.

He narrowed his eyes and turned away.

Night falls.

The foyer of Hogwarts.

Barty Crouch observed his surroundings, then quickly walked into the hallway and closed the door.

He took out two pieces of parchment from his arms and threw them into the cup that was burning with a blue and white flame.

After the fireworks devoured the parchment, he cast a powerful Confounding Charm on the Goblet of Fire before turning around and leaving with satisfaction.

After he left the hallway, two figures appeared in the corner.

Dumbledore frowned and poked the Goblet of Fire with his wand.

The note that had just been swallowed by the Goblet of Fire was spit out from it.

The names on the two notes were Agarth Albus Grindelwald and Harry Potter.

"Agas's guess was quite accurate."

"That guy really won't let him go."

Grindelwald leaned in and looked at the name on the note.

"It's just that what did Agas do to your students? Why do I feel that your students hate him so much?"

Grindelwald was very confused.

Dumbledore also shook his head in confusion. He really didn't know how Agas had offended Tom.

Is it because Agas looks similar to me?

Of course, they might never know what Argas did to Voldemort.

It would have been fine if he had just cursed at him in person, but Agarth also carved words on Voldemort's body.

Of course, engraving is fine too.

It also made Voldemort's proud Killing Curse ineffective.

Moreover, it made him embarrassed in front of Harry Potter again.

Dumbledore yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Gail, go back."

“At least this guy was eager enough to put their name in on the first night.”

Dumbledore did not want to see Agarth being forced to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

It would only work if he volunteered to participate.

With a wave of his right hand, the parchment turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

Grindelwald held Dumbledore's left hand and the two returned to the bedroom.

It was Thursday night soon.

All the students gathered in the entrance hall, looking at the Goblet of Fire.

Dumbledore and Crouch stood on either side of the Goblet of Fire.

"It's time to verify who is the champion chosen by the Goblet of Fire."

“I think everyone is looking forward to it.”

"Let's get started!"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the Goblet of Fire suddenly ignited red flames and spit out a piece of parchment. He raised his right hand and looked at the name on the parchment, smiling and said, "Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons School of Magic."

The students of Bubbaston looked at each other, and there was no applause of encouragement.

Except Agas.

Agas raised his hands and clapped.

He actually admired this girl very much.

For a wizard who is one quarter Veela, it takes a lot of effort to become outstanding and have admirable strength in a world full of exclusion.

So why not praise it?

He looked at another of Beauxbatons' most watched contestants.

The first to cater to Agarth were always the Weasley twins.

They shouted, "Hey, why don't you applaud the warriors in your school."

Then, sparse applause broke out.

The Goblet of Fire spit out the next piece of parchment amid the applause of the crowd.

"Viktor Krum of Durmstrang School of Wizardry."

"Boooo!" There was a uniform applause in the hall. All the students of Durmstrang knew that Krum was indeed very strong.

"Next is Harry Potter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Dumbledore finished talking about the candidates from his school.

The noise in the auditorium suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked in Harry's direction, their eyes full of disbelief.

A group of people from the Hufflepuff House shouted, "It's not fair!"

"It must be fake!"

"Harry Potter is only a fourth year student!"

"I'm afraid he hasn't even learned how to protect himself with armor. How can he represent Hogwarts?"

Among the senior classes at Hogwarts, everyone already knew that the strongest ones were Cedric from Hufflepuff, and Agast and Rheonno from Slytherin.

They never saw Agas and Rheino put the note into the Goblet of Fire.

This means that the two did not participate.

In that case, how could Cedric not be the champion of Hogwarts?

"Professor Dumbledore! This has to be fake!"

"Silence!" Snape yelled.

Sullen eyes scanned the crowd and found Harry Potter.

Dumbledore looked at Harry with a complicated expression in his eyes. He called Harry's name again: "Harry Potter."

"Harry, go quickly." Hermione pushed the stunned Harry.

Harry walked out slowly under everyone's gaze.

As he passed Dumbledore, he heard Dumbledore say, "Harry, don't be afraid."

As he passed Snape again, he saw his clenched jaw.

"Did you vote with your own name?" he asked.

Harry shook his head and said quickly, "I didn't."

Then, he entered the next room under everyone's gaze.

Dumbledore glanced at Crouch, who looked puzzled, and turned to face the crowd.

"It seems that the Goblet of Fire has already selected our three warriors. Let us look forward to their performance and see who will be the one who wins the glory in the end."

Everyone in the hall sighed, especially the students of Hogwarts.

They felt that Hogwarts could not win this honor relying on Harry, a fourth-year student.

Dumbledore walked over to Crouch, "Battie, can't we make a substitution for the Goblet of Fire?"

He knew there was no other way, but he still had to pretend.

"You know, there is more than one student in our school who is stronger than Harry Potter."

"Why did the Goblet of Fire choose him?"

"Yeah, how could the Goblet of Fire choose him alone?" Crouch murmured.

Then he shook his head at Dumbledore, "The rules cannot be changed. The choice of the Goblet of Fire must be followed and cannot be altered."

"Mr. Potter, you must participate in the Triwizard Tournament and become the champion of the Triwizard Tournament."