Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"There is no problem with the number of participants, right?" Bagman asked, looking at Maxim and Karkaroff.

The two principals looked at each other and nodded silently.

"Then it's another question." Dumbledore looked at Harry Potter seriously, "Harry, did you really not put your name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"No, sir." Harry said sadly.

"Obviously, someone signed up for him." Aaron gave a more reasonable explanation, "Someone wanted him to participate in the competition, which was premeditated."

"But I don't want to participate." Harry wanted to cry without tears.

"Don't want to participate? Why don't you want to participate?" Fu Rong couldn't help asking, "Participating in the competition is the dream of many people. It will win glory for the school and there is a bonus of [-] Galleons."

"Not everyone regards honor as particularly important, and most fourth-year wizards are not capable of handling those competitions, but that's not important." Aaron waved his hand and smiled: "I have been in Hogwarts for a few years. I discovered two very special curses. One is that the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts will leave the job for various reasons after less than a year.

The other one is the eve of Halloween, the troll in the first grade, the basilisk in the second grade, and Sirius the escaped prisoner in the third grade. A few days ago, I was still thinking about what would happen this year, and it turned out...a person who didn’t want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament People participated in the muddleheaded way. "

"Thank you, Mr. Gaius." Dumbledore said with a dark face, and it was somewhat embarrassing to be known by the other two principals.

"But even if someone voted Mr. Potter's name, the Goblet of Fire might not necessarily choose him!" Maxim said.

"The Confusion Curse." Moody said, "A very powerful Confusion Curse, otherwise it won't be able to fool a monster with super powers like the Goblet of Fire."

"Your idea seems to be quite reasonable, Mad-Eye." Karkaroff said coldly, "But I think it might be Mr. Potter who wants to use this method to paralyze our Durmstrang warriors." .

Think about it!Who cares about an 'innocent victim', so the pressure on Mr Porter to win the title may be a lot less. "

Hearing this, Harry's eyes widened.

How the hell can you still think like this, how did Karkaroff become the principal?

"The important thing now is how to solve the problem?" Dumbledore looked at Barty Crouch and the three referees, "Tell me your opinion."

"The rules cannot be changed." Barty Crouch said, "The choice of the Goblet of Fire must be followed and cannot be changed.

Mr. Potter has no choice, he is a Triwizard Tournament champion from tonight. "

"Perhaps there is a way to violate the contract of the Goblet of Fire, but..." Adrian said with a faint smile, "but the price is very high, and Mr. Potter must not be able to bear it."

"What price?" Harry asked tentatively, with a faint hope in his heart.

"Being baptized by the flames of the Goblet of Fire, your body will be reduced to ashes, but your soul will remain.

You can live at Hogwarts as a ghost. "

"Forget about that, I'll just go." Harry said far-fetched, he had attended Nearly Headless Nick's death-day party, and he knew how boring the ghost's life was.

If someone asked him how he died, he would be ashamed to say it.

"Then let's continue!" Bagman rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's time to guide our warriors, right, Batty?"

"Yes, guidance." Batty reacted and walked up to the five warriors, "The first item tests your guts, but we won't tell you what it is, daring to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard.

The first project will take place on November 24, in front of the jury and other spectators.

Warriors are not to ask or accept any help from other teachers in completing their projects, and the only weapon they have is their wand..."

"Wait." Aaron frowned slightly and couldn't help interrupting Crouch.

"Mr. Gaius, do you have any questions?"

"What I want to ask is can you only use wands? Can't you use other weapons or something?"

"As expected of my younger brother." Adrian praised, "Let's put it this way, the only weapon everyone can bring when entering the arena is a wand, but how to use it depends on your performance."

"So I understand." Aaron suddenly realized, "Other weapons can be used, but they must be summoned by magic."

"That's what it means." Barty Crouch continued: "Only through the first project can we understand the situation of the second project.

Due to the high requirements and long duration of the competition, the participating warriors will not take the school year exam. "

"That's the only good news I've heard these days," Aaron sighed.

"That's all I have to say."

"Barty." Dumbledore looked at Crouch's dark circles and said with concern, "Why don't you take a day off at Hogwarts before leaving."

"No, Dumbledore.

I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic and it's very busy and very difficult at the moment.

I put a new young guy in charge temporarily, and he was enthusiastic, but overly enthusiastic. "

"Okay! Then at least have a drink before leaving!"

"Next time, I really don't have time this time." Crouch said, pulling the reluctant Bagman away.

Adrian walked up to Aaron, with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth, "The first project will be very exciting, very very exciting, you must not die!"

"Thank you for your concern." Aaron rolled his eyes, "Don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't forget my request to you." Adrian said with a smile, "If you can't do it, then... there is nothing you can do."

Aaron gritted his teeth, "Got it."

"What did she ask of you?" Fu Rong asked curiously.

"It may be a fatal request." Aaron said with some heartache, "In short, it is quite unfriendly to me."

"Professor Karkaroff, Ms. Maxim, and Miss Klein, would you like a nightcap?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, I still have something to do, I have to leave for a few days." Adrian waved his hand and walked towards the auditorium on his own.

Without saying a word, Maxim took Fleur up the stairs, and Karkaroff quickly left with Krum.

"Then, only Hogwarts is left." Aaron spread his hands, then looked at Dumbledore, "I wonder if the headmaster has any instructions?"

"I suggest you go back to sleep." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I believe that Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff students are all waiting for you to celebrate together!"

The three looked at each other and walked out of the room together.

The auditorium is now empty, the pumpkin lanterns are flickering from time to time, and the flames of the candles are constantly dancing, adding to the eerie festive atmosphere.

"I really didn't expect that I would become opponents with you." Cedric laughed.

"I thought I would become an opponent with you." Aaron said lightly, "Among all the senior wizards who signed up at Hogwarts, except for the prefects, most of them are make-up, and you are one of the four prefects. the best."

"I'm really embarrassed to say that."

"But I really never thought that Harry Boot would become a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament." Aaron looked at the bewildered Harry speechlessly, "Do you have any thoughts?"

"No, it was too sudden.

I was not prepared at all, and I never imagined that someone would sign up for me. "

Cedric took a deep look at him, and then there was an indifferent smile on his face, "There's no need to be so nervous. Now that you've signed up, just work hard to pursue that honor. I won't show mercy just because you are young."

After Cedric finished speaking, he walked to the small door on the right and went to the Hufflepuff common room.

"He didn't look like he believed me," Harry said aggrievedly.

"It's human nature, let alone Cedric as a contestant, I'm afraid even Hermione and Ron may not believe you." Aaron joked, "You explained it in the morning, and secretly reported your name at night. You don't have to feel embarrassed if you can't choose.

It just so happens that you have the perfect tool for the crime, the invisibility cloak. "

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched slightly. He just guessed briefly at the time, but he never expected it to happen to himself.

"You said earlier that someone wanted me to participate in the competition, but why?"

"How do I know?" Aaron said speechlessly, "The only thing that is certain is that he has no good intentions. The Triwizard Tournament is still very dangerous for you."

"Danger?" Harry murmured, his pupils widened as if he had thought of something, and he stood there in a daze.

"what happened to you?"

"I'm reminded of a dream I had during summer vacation." A panic flashed in Harry's eyes, "Voldemort, I dreamed about him.

He's weak and gasping for breath, but Wormtail is at his side, and they're plotting to kill me. "

"Well, I see." Aaron nodded indifferently.

"It may be true. You are aware of Professor Trelawney's prophecy."

"Don't get me wrong, I mean your dream could be true, and so could the prophecy.

But even if you hadn't had the dream, Voldemort would have wanted to kill you, wouldn't he? "

Harry:  …

Makes sense.

I actually worried for months about a fact that everyone knew.

"By the way, he seems to have mentioned you in the dream."

puff!

Aaron couldn't calm down immediately, and immediately grabbed Harry's arm and shook it, "What did he say?"

"Don't worry, he didn't intend to kill you." Harry said hastily.

Aaron barely breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of Harry's arm, but the next sentence made Aaron stagger and almost fell down the stairs.

"After killing me, he hopes to capture you alive."

"Hehe!" An indescribable bitterness appeared on the corner of Aaron's mouth, "I repeated it again and again, it seems that the great Dark Lord is really persistent towards me!

Harry, you must be fine!If you hang up Voldemort, all your attention will be on me. "

Harry Potter:  …