Hogwarts's Master of Mind

As the clock struck the hour, students from the three schools chatted excitedly during the tryouts.

"Please sit down." Dumbledore's voice filled the entire place.

The young wizards found a place to sit down and waited for Dumbledore's speech.

"Now, the much-anticipated moment has arrived, the selection of the Warriors."

Dumbledore raised his hand and waved, and all the other torches lighting the hall went out, leaving only the Goblet of Fire still emitting a faint blue light.

Dumbledore placed his hand on the Goblet of Fire, the blue flame turned purple, and then a note flew out and was caught by Dumbledore.

"The Champion of Durmstrang is Viktor Krum," Dumbledore read aloud.

Applause broke out from Durmstrang's seats, and the surrounding students were cheering for him.

Then the flames changed colour again, and Dumbledore caught the second flying note.

"The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour."

Furong's election was welcomed by all boys from the four colleges, and her applause was much louder than Krum's.

Finally, the Goblet of Fire flickered for the third time and the note flew out.

Dumbledore took the note, frowned, and hesitated.

"The Champion of Hogwarts is.......Aiden Prewett."

Cedric in the audience suddenly felt lost, feeling somewhat relieved and disappointed.

Students from all four Hogwarts colleges applauded Aiden.

The operator in the audience pushed his monocle and asked why he was on the Warriors roster.

It's very simple, because the Goblet of Fire, as a replica of the Slate of Silence, also has the ability to detect the sea of ​​consciousness.

Using it as a selection tool for the competition is essentially observing the students' favorite person based on the size of the waves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is used as the basis for selecting warriors. However, as a manipulator, Aiden has the ability to easily stir up storms in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

This bypassed the prerequisite of being recognized by students, and as the Rose of Ravenclaw, he had a certain amount of traffic.

He also threw his name into the Goblet of Fire in full view of the public, and a combination of factors led to his appearance on the Warriors roster.

Aiden walked forward and shook Dumbledore's hand.

Dumbledore gave Aiden a look, 'What do you want?'

"Come and play!" Aiden raised his eyebrows, his crescent-shaped eyes revealing joy, and then walked towards the waiting room.

"You actually let a child under the age of seventeen participate. Do you think Hogwarts is giving up?" Karkaroff sneered.

"Who knows." Maxim picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a smile on his face.

"Great, we now have three warriors. Please remember, only one can go down in history and hold the championship cup."

Dumbledore pointed his hand backwards, and the cloth covering the trophy flew up, revealing the crystal clear trophy.

At this moment, Teacher Si discovered something unusual and took two or three steps forward.

The flames of the Goblet of Fire flew up again, and a piece of parchment was spit out from it.

Dumbledore took the parchment, pretended to be incredulous, and murmured, "Harry Potter, the Champion of Azkaban."

"No, it's impossible." Hagrid shook his head firmly.

"Harry Pott!" shouted Dumbledore.

"Harry, go now." Hermione looked at the completely confused Harry and shook him awake.

"He cheated.", "He's not even seventeen.", "Isn't Aiden seventeen too?"...

The little wizards started discussing among themselves.

Professor McGonagall patted Harry's shoulder worriedly, and Harry walked towards the warrior waiting area.

In the common room, Fleur was joking with Aiden, "You're not even seventeen yet. Is Hogwarts planning to give up the competition this year, little boy?"

"Age doesn't increase your chances of winning, let your results speak for themselves." Aiden replied with a smile.

Krum nodded beside him.

At this moment, Harry walked in, and Fleur looked as if she had discovered a new toy.

"Oh, it's another little boy. Hogwarts' tactics this year are good. They replaced one adult with two minors. They want to rely on proportion to increase the chances of winning." Furong teased.

"You are cheating!" Krum glared at Harry and Aiden.

Then, a group of noisy adults rushed into the lounge area.

Dumbledore rushed in and asked Harry calmly, "You didn't put your name into the Goblet of Fire, nor did you ask senior students to help you."

"I swear, I didn't." Harry was extremely aggrieved.

"Principal, I think..." Teacher St. wanted to say something, but was yelled at by Dumbledore and then fell silent.

"Dumbledore, how come your school can only have two students? We want one too." Karkaroff asked for more people tirelessly.

"Well, you dark wizard, you didn't deliberately put Harry's name in, just to get someone into your own school, did you?"

Moody started arguing with Karkaroff.

"He's lying, and this damn contest isn't fair at all."

Madame Maxime came in and slapped the chandelier above her head.

"Maybe this boy just wants to be in the spotlight."

Teacher Si was speaking in a sarcastic tone next to him. If Aiden hadn't been able to see the worry in him, he would have been fooled by his perfect acting skills.

"You know that the Goblet of Fire is an extremely powerful magical weapon. To deceive it, a powerful Confusion Charm is needed. It is impossible for a fourth-year wizard to do this." Moody said.

"You seem to have learned a lot, Mad-Eye." Karkaroff put his face close to Moody and said provocatively.

"My job requires us to think like dark wizards like you." Moody narrowed his eyes as well.

"Albus, you know Harry can't possibly..." Professor McGonagall pleaded, constantly defending Harry.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet. Barty, you make the decision." Dumbledore went over and the others followed.

"The rules are absolute. That child, according to the contract, is already a champion of the Triwizard Tournament."

Barty Crouch refused sternly.

After the incident, everyone left unhappily, leaving only Professor McGonagall, Professor Stanislavsky and Aiden.

"We can't go on like this, Albus. First it was the Dark Mark, and now it's the Goblet of Fire." Professor McGonagall waved her hand.

"So what do you suggest, Minerva?"

Dumbledore served each of them a glass of wine. The greedy dragon reached out to take it, but Professor McGonagall slapped his hand until it turned red.

"End him, don't let Potter participate, and don't let this child participate." Professor McGonagall reached out and rubbed Aiden's head.

"But you also heard what Barty said. The rules are absolute," said Dumbledore.

"Then get Barty and his rules out of here, and besides, since when did you start taking orders from the Ministry of Magic?" Professor McGonagall put her hands on her hips.

"Headmaster, I think this is definitely not a coincidence. If we want to solve the mystery, we'd better wait and see." Snape walked up and said, rubbing his hands.

"What, wait and see? Using them as bait? They are children, not meat." Professor McGonagall was surprised.

"But Aiden's magical attainments are not inferior to mine."

Dumbledore pulled out the memory and placed it in the Pensieve, hoping to use his own memory to observe whether there were any missed details.

Aiden smiled at Professor McGonagall and said, "Professor, my joining was already discussed."

Professor McGonagall looked at Aiden seriously and reached out to pull his face.

"What happened? Explain it to me in detail."

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