Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Age line?" Zhou Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, "That's easy to handle. Since Dumbledore did not directly set up obstacles on the Goblet of Fire, it means that the Goblet of Fire does not have the ability to distinguish the age of the contestants, so As long as you find a way to bypass the age line and throw the note into the Goblet of Fire, your registration will be considered successful."

Colin's brother Dennis asked with confusion in his big eyes:

"But how do we get around the age line?"

"Stupid!" Zhou Hong said disdainfully, "Just use an age-enhancing agent."

"But... we don't have age-enhancing agents?"

"Don't worry about it, I have a solution of my own!"

Zhou Hong curled his lips and did not intend to deal with this fool any more.

At the same time, he secretly made a decision to go find the potion maker tonight!

Anyway, that guy is so kind to me, so he will definitely agree to such a small request.

On the other side, the long Slytherin table was lifeless. The students who were showing off their power just now were like eggplants beaten by frost.

The reason is that no one in their college is qualified to participate in the competition for the Hogwarts Warriors.

This makes these proud young people feel ashamed.

In contrast, the Durmstrang students sitting at the same table with them were quite happy. They cleared the food on the long Slytherin table as if they had never eaten before.

"Okay, let's go back to the ship." Karkaroff came to the Slytherin table. "Viktor, how do you feel? Are you full? Do you want me to send someone to bring some hot food from the kitchen?" Wine coming?”

Krum shook his head silently, then stood up and put on his fur cloak again.

"Professor, I want to drink some wine." Another Durmstrang boy next to him swallowed his saliva and said with salivation.

However, Karkaroff actually changed his previous attitude towards Krum as if he were his own son, turned around and scolded severely:

"I didn't ask you! Oh! Merlin's beard! You stupid boy dripped food on the front of your robe again, you are such a disgusting fellow!"

After saying that, Karkaroff snorted and turned around and took Krum away.

The other people in Durmstrang seemed to have become accustomed to the different treatment by their professors, and followed them without saying a word, even the boy who was scolded was no exception.

Chris, who witnessed all this, had a subtle smile on his lips, and at the same time, his left hand rubbed the knuckle of his right ring finger as if rubbing a ring.

…

The next day was Saturday. On this day in the past, the students went to have breakfast very late.

However, when Mike and others came to the auditorium today, they found that there was already a circle of people around.

Mike's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. They all gave Mike fiery looks and at the same time automatically made way for Mike to walk to the Goblet of Fire in front of them.

When he got closer, Mike discovered that the Goblet of Fire from last night was still placed in the center of the auditorium, and there was a circle of thin gold lines drawn on the floor, completely wrapping the cup inside.

"Did anyone put a name in?"

Facing Mike's inquiry, Ron, who was still crowded in the crowd, immediately came out and said excitedly:

"The guys from Durmstrang voted in this morning, but for some reason, I haven't seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts until now."

Mike nodded, and just as he was about to speak, Franklin on the side said first:

"This is not surprising at all. Who in the entire Hogwarts doesn't know that our warriors will be selected from Mike and Cedric? If anyone else signs up, they will be humiliating themselves and will be laughed at! So if If I were them, I would definitely choose a time when no one is around to put my name in!"

Ron opened his mouth slightly, crumpled a piece of paper in his hand and secretly stuffed it into his pocket.

He was originally going to sign up and give it a try, but after hearing what Franklin said, he suddenly wasn't going to go.

Seemingly sensing Ron's embarrassment, Mike immediately began to change the subject.

"Where's Harry, isn't he trying to sign up?"

"He's throwing a tantrum in the dormitory right now," Ron said. "Dumbledore found him last night and told him not to sign up. He said the Triwizard Tournament was too dangerous and he was worried about something happening to him."

"I think what Dumbledore said is absolutely right!" Hermione's voice suddenly came, "The Triwizard Tournament is really dangerous, and even if Harry signed up, he would definitely not be selected. In fact, I don't think there is any age limit at all. There is no need to exist, after all, unless someone cheats, the Goblet of Fire must select the strongest person in their respective school, and such a strong person will not have any accidents even if they are young."

After saying that, Hermione secretly glanced at Mike.

Mike shook his head secretly. Hermione's time in the wizarding society was still too short and she didn't understand many things.

As Fudge said before, cheating has always been a common practice in the Triwizard Tournament.

The top three tournaments test not only the individual abilities of the Warriors, but also the abilities of each school.

With this in mind, Mike took out a small piece of paper and started walking towards the Goblet of Fire in the center of the auditorium.

Seeing this, the students who were whispering around them all held their breaths and opened their eyes wide to look at Mike who was slowly approaching the Goblet of Fire.

The age line passed successfully.

The note was successfully thrown into the Goblet of Fire.

With a bang, the flames in the cup surged and engulfed the note.

There was a burst of cheers all around, and amidst the cheers, two small figures squeezed through the crowd and came to the age line.

"Are you ready? Dennis!"

"certainly!"

"Then let's get started!"

Zhou Hong and Dennis looked at each other, took out a bottle at the same time, pulled out the cork and drank the liquid inside.

Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhou Hong and Dennis rushed straight towards the age line as if they were going to platform nine and three-quarters for the first time!

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the golden thin line around the Goblet of Fire flashed suddenly.

Afterwards, everyone saw Zhou Hong and Dennis flying backwards at a faster speed than before. Before they could get up after landing, white beards grew on their faces at a speed visible to the naked eye, all the way to their chests. Then he stopped.

"Hahahahaha!"

Only then did everyone onlookers react and burst into deafening laughter.

But amidst the laughter, Zhou Hong and Dennis were not angry. Instead, they laughed after discovering the changes in themselves.

Mike walked up to them and helped the two naughty children up, while looking at Benjamin with questioning eyes.

In his opinion, the two brats Zhou Hong and Dennis would never be able to come up with the age-enhancing agent, so the only possibility is that it was given by someone else.

And Benjamin is undoubtedly the biggest suspect.

There were many people who had the same idea as Mike, and Franklin and others looked at Benjamin almost immediately.

Benjamin, who was being watched by everyone, clenched his fists and glared angrily at Zhou Hong, who was standing next to Mike and was still laughing, and said through gritted teeth:

"They approached me, but I rejected them!"

"Hahaha! I can't stand George, this is so funny!"

"Who says it isn't, Fred, they actually tried it!"

The Weasley brothers on the side finally couldn't help it anymore and started laughing.

When Benjamin saw this, he quickly ran to the two of them and asked:

"Did you give them the age-enhancing agent? You knew it didn't work but you still gave it to them?!"

"Of course! Hong is your brother after all. We still have to give you face." The Weasley brothers looked at each other and laughed, "And, who let them steal our King of Pranks? As their seniors, we must teach them a lesson! Hahaha!"

Benjamin clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and tightened them again. After going back and forth several times, he sighed deeply and silently came to Zhou Hong's side.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary. Using age-enhancing drugs indiscriminately is no joke."

This time, Zhou Hong unexpectedly did not refuse Benjamin's extended hand, slowly took it and left.

The Weasley brothers smiled even more happily as they watched Benjamin holding one hand and walking away from the other.

Seeing this, Mike also returned to the crowd and laughed.

He was originally worried that these two naughty kids, Zhou Hong and Dennis, were too naughty and no one could stop them.

But now it seems that ginger is still spicy.

These two children are still too young compared to the Weasley brothers.

After the business was done, Mike and others did not go off to do their own things as usual, but found a long table to sit down and chat.

The decorations in the auditorium were once again changed due to Halloween.

A swarm of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of pumpkin-carved minifigures watched the setting sun from every corner.

Near noon, the Beauxbatons girls finally arrived at Hogwarts Castle.

They formed a neat line and entered the age line one by one to register under the leadership of Ms. Maxim.

Fleur was the first to complete the registration, and after completing the registration, she did not continue to return to the team. Instead, she came to sit next to Mike.

She obviously felt that the chat at yesterday's dinner was not enjoyable enough and planned to continue today.

It's a pity that Penello is also there, so they can't talk openly at all.

While observing the Beauxbatons team, Mike discovered that the only Beauxbatons boy last night did not show up, so he asked Fleur.

When Furong heard this, she replied nonchalantly:

"Tell me, Timmy, Ms. Maxim has no intention of letting him sign up at all. She just brought him here this time to let him see the world."

Black lines appeared on Mike's face. It seemed that Beauxbatons' feminist trend was really successful.

They were all too successful.

"Where did you sleep last night?" Franklin asked curiously, "If you feel uncomfortable sleeping, you are welcome to come to the Ravenclaw lounge at any time."

"You don't have to worry about that. Our carriage is very big."

Fleur didn't even turn her head, and her tone was a little impatient.

Growing up, she had encountered too many people like Franklin who turned into dog-lickers whenever they met, which made her accustomed to treating these people roughly.

After all, she is so beautiful.

She's so beautiful that no matter how rough she treats those licking dogs, they won't care.

Fleur continued to talk to Mike softly, not caring at all about Penello's murderous eyes.

She was used to this. She was isolated from all the girls in Beauxbatons.

After all, she is so beautiful.

She is so beautiful that other girls are jealous.

In addition, her mixed Veela bloodline was considered by purebloods to be much inferior to the Muggle bloodline of Mudbloods, so it was normal for her to be isolated.

"Fleur, it's time for us to go."

Ms. Maxim's unique voice came from not far away, and Fleur reluctantly said goodbye to Mike, and returned to Beauxbatons' team amid the pity of the boys and the murderous eyes of the girls. , left the auditorium.

"You like her very much?"

Hillary threw a proposition to Franklin with resentful eyes, but Franklin immediately trembled when he heard the words and quickly waved his hands to deny it.

Mike smiled when he saw this, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but he felt a resentful look on his side looking at him.

Turning his head and looking at Penello who seemed calm, Mike didn't say anything.

He just held Penelo's hand silently and smiled at Penelo.

Penello seemed to have figured out something from Mike's smile, and his frown finally relaxed.

Everything is left unsaid.

The sun always gets off work so early in winter, and when the sun completely sets, Hogwarts’ annual Halloween dinner finally begins.

Unlike previous years, the students at Hogwarts seemed to have lost interest in the wonderful performances and delicious food. They were always whispering and looking at the staff who had been moved to The goblet of fire floats in front of the seat.

Mike was also looking in that direction, but what he was looking at was not the Goblet of Fire, but the people in the classroom seats.

Moody, this guy is back!

He still looked the same as he had for thousands of years, but he looked much more haggard. It seemed that dealing with the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot Council was quite an energy-consuming task for him.

By now, Mike could basically confirm that this Moody was genuine.

After all, the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot are not Hogwarts. The various detection methods there are outrageous. Mike does not believe that Barty Jr. can still keep his secrets secret under such circumstances.

But new problems also arise.

Since this Moody is real, where is Barty Crouch Jr.?

Could it be pretending to be someone else?

Mike's eyes glanced back and forth at the people sitting in the faculty seats, as if trying to see through their possible disguises.

Or maybe.

Barty Crouch Jr. never came to Hogwarts at all? Voldemort didn't start taking action at all?

With Mike thinking this, he finally moved his eyes away and looked at the Goblet of Fire again.

That question will be answered tonight.

Just wait and see if Harry will become the fourth warrior like the original.