As night fell, all the students present who planned to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament warrior selection had already thrown their names into the Goblet of Fire.
At seven o'clock, a banquet began.
An hour later, the selection will end, and at that time, the names of the selected warriors will be chosen.
There were more people at the scene. Almost all magical governments in the West sent people to witness this selection ceremony. However, compared to the bustling crowd at Voldemort's place, Dumbledore's place was much deserted.
But in fact, neither Dumbledore nor the students of Hogwarts care about such desertion. As Voldemort's home ground, it would be surprising if they did not receive such treatment.
What really upsets the students is that even now Jon has not shown up.
Neville frowned and looked at Dumbledore, who was sitting on the chair with a calm face but hesitated to speak. Many students were already asking Dumbledore to confirm whether Jon would be here on time tonight.
, threw his name into the Goblet of Fire.
And Dumbledore has always given a serious and affirmative answer, but now it is less than an hour before the registration ends and the final candidate is selected, but Jon still does not show up...
This has to worry them.
Neville did not ask Dumbledore again, but turned to look at McGonagall and said worriedly.
"Can we put the note with Jon's name on it in the Goblet of Fire and sign him up?"
Mag shook his head seriously.
"This is not allowed by the rules, Longbottom. The registration requirements for the Triwizard Tournament must be voluntary by the participants. No one can do this for others."
Ron asked at the right time from the side.
"Are these rules the rules of the Goblet of Fire or are they made by people? If they are made by people, then we can have someone secretly throw a note with Jon's name in it..."
"No matter whose rules this is, this cannot be allowed, Mr. Weasley."
While McGonagall taught Ron a stern lesson, she put her hand into the pocket of her robe and quietly grabbed the note that had been prepared long ago.
Ron looked disappointed, as if he wasn't very happy about Mag's stubbornness.
"Okay, let's make some preparations first. If Jon fails to arrive in the end, who among us will be chosen in the end?"
He looked at George, Fred, Neville, Hermione and more.
Except for the first and second graders who were not allowed to register by Dumbledore, all the other third to fifth grade students had their names thrown into the Goblet of Fire.
Although each of them firmly believes that as long as Jon can come here on time and throw his name in, the cup will definitely choose him, they will not refuse to shoulder their responsibilities because of this.
If something unexpected happens, no matter who the Goblet of Fire chooses, no one will be afraid of it.
However, no one wants to see such an accident. Only Jon being selected as a warrior is the safest outcome.
However, time passed by, and with less than thirty minutes left until the end of the warrior selection, Mag could no longer maintain the seriousness and calmness on his face.
She walked forward and came to Dumbledore's side, and looked at the old man who was still sitting very calmly on the chair.
McGonagall clenched the note hidden in her pocket, looked at Dumbledore, and suddenly called out the name of a second-year student who had not signed up.
"Colin!"
Colin, who was holding his chin and looking enviously at the cameras in the hands of the magic newspaper photographers, was stunned for a moment, then nervously stood up and looked in the direction of McGonagall and Dumbledore.
However, Dumbledore shook his head at McGonagall with a smile on his face.
Mag's face turned a little pale.
"This determines whether we can keep the fruits of victory we have gained now, Albus... We have lost many people for this!"
"I believe that I should understand better than anyone else the sacrifices and hardships we have gone through to reach this moment." Dumbledore's voice was extremely serious, "So believe me, what we need to do most now is to do nothing."
McGonagall stared at Dumbledore's blue eyes for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and turned around, returning to her seat.
Colin still looked at her blankly and asked in a low voice.
"Do you need me to do anything? Professor McGonagall."
Mag took a deep breath and her voice became calm again.
"Nothing, kid, I'm sorry to bother you."
Colin scratched his forehead in confusion.
"It's okay, Professor."
...
The portrait of Slytherin was easily taken down from the wall by Jon.
He did not put the painting away directly, but carried him to the bronze door at the entrance of the passage.
"Sir, do you have any other way to get out? I was chased by your junior men and escaped in. They are probably still blocking me outside the door now."
Slytherin answered without much hesitation.
"There is only one entrance. If you want to go out, you can only go back the way you came. I can only help you open the door."
Jon looked at the bronze door and fell into thought.
Regardless of Fox's current state, what is certain is that as long as he walks out of this door, he will inevitably face a group of Death Eaters.
But he has no choice but to get out from here. Faced with this situation, Jon really has no good solution.
He thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of any other solution. Finally, he gritted his teeth and could only rely on the almighty Nick for defense.
For other spells, with the help of a universal anti-curse, Jon basically doesn't have to worry too much, except for the death curse, which cannot be counteracted by anti-curse.
Until now, Jon is still a little unsure whether the fact that Nick was petrified by the basilisk is something that should make people happy or sad.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Without the almighty Nick, he would have died under the Death Curse countless times.
And now, I can only rely on Nick's help.
While Jon took Nick off his back, he tapped the wooden fish twice in his heart to save himself some merit that was probably negative, and then blocked Nick in front of him like he was holding a huge shield.
But after staring at Nick's frozen and frightened face for a while, Jon couldn't bear it anymore, so he helped Nick turn over so that he could only see the back of his head.
After making all preparations, Jon asked Gabrielle to hold the two candlesticks tightly and hide behind him, and then held up the portrait of Slytherin.
"Okay, sir, please open the door for me."
Slytherin looked a little weird when he saw Jon's "defensive" measures.
What had he never seen before? But even though he was so knowledgeable, he had never heard of anyone using a ghost as a shield.
However, Slytherin didn't say much about this. As long as Jon took him out, he didn't care by any means.
Then, he recalled the unpleasant "hissing" sound he made to Jon at the beginning.
Under the command of Snake Whisper, the bronze door slowly opened in front of Jon!
At the same time that the door was opened a crack, Jon heard a chaotic sound coming from behind.
But he didn't have the energy to pay attention to what the chaotic sound was. After the door was completely opened and a gap large enough for a person could pass through, he hung five centimeters off the ground, and then rushed out quickly with Nick in his hands!
The moment he passed by the two bronze doors, the sound of the death curse sounded right in front of him!
"Avada Kedavra!"
Jon was already very familiar with that miserable green light, but even though it was still a life-killing curse, it was far from what he had expected at the beginning!
There were at least a dozen Death Eaters blocking him outside the door before, and there would definitely be other nearby Death Eaters coming over later. Even if some people were assigned to deal with Fox during this period, the people blocking the door would still be there.
It will definitely not be less than five.
But there were only two death curses shot at Jon!
Not surprisingly, these two death curses all hit the petrified Nick, making a dull sound.
The second Jon came out from behind the door, he quickly changed his position and flew towards the only passage in the direction of the maze.
At this time, he finally saw what the commotion was happening outside!
Polar bear!
Polar bears are everywhere!
Dozens of polar bears broke into the open space deep in the maze, and they were fighting the Death Eaters without fear of death!
Ordinary polar bears, even if there were hundreds or thousands of them, would not be able to match these Death Eaters, but these dozens of bears were obviously different.
Their agility is extremely strong, and their minds are extremely agile. They clearly avoid the death curses shot by the Death Eaters' wands, while other spells are selectively resisted.
The skin covered with white hair obviously has strong magic resistance. One or two rounds of magic damage such as Shen Feng Wuying and Explosion Curse hit them, which is basically the same as scratching an itch!
Seeing these special polar bears, Jon instantly understood who was helping him.
Eric!
The young wizard who worked for Grindelwald at the Arctic Institute of Management!
Jon did not waste this opportunity. He flew towards the direction of the maze even faster. Fox was no longer here, but it would definitely not leave Jon directly. The most likely thing is that it was still avoiding these things in the maze.
The Death Eaters dealt with them and did not stay away.
At this time, Jon also saw clearly the person who used the death curse on him.
Bella's face was covered in blood.
It wasn't hers, but the polar bear she had just chopped to death with Shen Feng Wuying.
She raised her head, with a crazy grin on her face!
"Avada Kedavra!"
After seeing the first Death Curse being blocked by Jon, she used the second one without hesitation!
Bella's attack was not blind. Jon was blocked by Nick in front of him, but at this time he was close to the entrance of the maze, and his entire side was empty!
But Jon was not unprepared. The moment he heard Bella reciting the Death Curse, his whole body suddenly lifted into the air again. His hair almost touched the ceiling, and the Death Curse just wiped away.
It flew over with the soles of his shoes.
Not only Bella, Rodolphus also got rid of the two bears that were entangled with him, and stood in front of Jon's only way with a cold face.
He clearly knew Jon's flexibility, so he did not use the death curse, but directly recited the transformation spell!
The next moment, the ice block under his feet suddenly grew and turned into a huge stone, blocking Jon's path forward.
But Jon still didn't dodge, and he just hit the stone straight.
Just when his body was less than twenty centimeters away from the uneven surface of the stone, the universal curse attached to him took effect!
The originally huge stone turned back into an ordinary ice block on the ground, and Jon had already flown to Rodolphus at this time. There was no time to cast a spell, but he kicked the food directly without hesitation.
On the belly of the dead apostle!
Jon's own strength was actually not that great, but the inertia of his flight increased the force of his flying kick.
Rodolphus was directly injured by him for the second time. His face turned pale the moment he flew into the air, and then his back hit the ice hard!
After completing this kick, Jon casually added a life-killing curse without looking back, and rushed into the maze.
His death curse lacked some anticipation and only hit the ice wall where Rodolphus was hit, and he himself fell to the ground again.
Bella grabbed her husband from the ground, her voice was extremely sharp and frantic at the same time.
"He must be killed! The master said that no one can enter that door. Since he has entered, he must die!"
Rodolphus coughed heavily, then clapped Bella's hand, but did not disobey her command. Together with her, he took out his broomstick and chased in the direction Jon left.
Yes, Jon must die today.
This is not only because Jon entered that door, but also because his master gave him a fatal fate!
As long as this boy is killed, many of Voldemort's arrangements will be guaranteed, whether it is arrangements here in the North Pole, arrangements in France, or arrangements in England.
So Rodolphus knew very clearly that Voldemort only gave him one choice.
Either this boy dies today or he dies!
Jon certainly didn't know how determined Rodolphus and Bella were to kill him, but he understood better than anyone how dangerous the current situation was.
This maze is full of Death Eaters, and now the only thing that can take him out of here is one creature!
"FOX!!!"
Jon's shout, using the amplifying spell, echoed in the icy maze.