But no matter what Harry thought, whether he admitted that he threw the parchment into the Goblet of Fire or not. At this time, his name flew out of it, and it was an indisputable fact that he became the fourth warrior selected.
"Harry Potter! Harry! Please come here!"
After discussing with Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore stood up straight again and shouted Harry's name loudly. After hearing Dumbledore's call, Harry finally reacted and quickly stood up
Get up.
Because he moved too quickly, he even stepped on his robe and almost fell down. But no one laughed at him at this time, and instead became unusually quiet again.
Everyone looked at him strangely, and he endured these looks as he walked through the passage between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables.
He had never felt that this road was so long as it was today, and the guest seat that was right in front of him seemed so far away. Moreover, he could still feel thousands of eyes looking at him, and those eyes were like
Like a spell, it shot him full of holes.
And as he walked, the originally silent discussion began to sound again. He knew that they were all discussing things related to him. This made him feel that the time was extremely long and extremely difficult.
It seemed like several hours had passed before he finally came to Dumbledore. At that moment, he felt that all the teachers' eyes were focused on his face.
"I didn't..."
"That doesn't matter anymore, go to that door...Harry."
"Then you came in?"
"Yes..."
"Okay, kids, it seems there won't be a fifth warrior, so let's start the next process."
Just after Harry finished telling his story, Bagman rushed in, took Harry's arm, and introduced him to Rove and the others again.
"Although this is incredible, he is indeed the first fourth warrior in the history of the Triwizard Tournament."
"Well, we just knew that, Mr. Bagman. However, your words confirm it, so can you explain what is going on?"
"Harry's name just came out of the Goblet of Fire! This is really surprising, but you have to know that the age limit was only implemented this year as an extra safety measure."
"So, as long as his name flies out of the Goblet of Fire, then he is the chosen warrior. He must try his best to complete the Triwizard Tournament, otherwise what will be the price?"
"Eternally losing the ability to use magic, the contract was fulfilled when his name was thrown into the Goblet of Fire."
At this moment, the door behind them was pushed open again, and this time it was not one or two people who came in. It was three principals including Dumbledore, as well as various professors from Hogwarts.
There is an official from the Ministry of Magic.
"Mrs. Maxim, they said that this little boy also wants to participate in the competition."
"Little boy?"
When Harry heard this word, he felt a rush of blood rush into his mind. When he opened his mouth and was about to say something, a hand was put on his shoulder, and then a gentle voice came from his
There was a ringing in my ears.
"He is not an ordinary little boy. After all, not everyone can face Voldemort and remain unharmed."
"He is that boy? Dumbledore, what do you mean? I need an explanation!"
"I also want to know that Dumbledore Hogwarts actually has two warriors. I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school can have two warriors - do those charters make me...hiss!" p>
Before Karkaroff could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden pain. Feeling the hot pain coming from somewhere, the look he looked at Harry began to become frightening and complicated.
But Harry didn't notice this. He was still immersed in Fleur's description of him just now. But he had no chance to think about this little thing anymore, because Dumbledore came in front of him.
The old man's wise and keen eyes stared at Harry's slightly confused eyes, and then he calmly asked him the questions that everyone had in mind.
"Did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?"
"No."
"Have you asked your older classmates to help you throw their names into the Goblet of Fire?" At this point, Dumbledore also glanced at the innocent-looking Rolph next to Harry.
"No" (I did it, although he didn't ask for it.)
"He's lying!"
"I think I have the ability to tell whether he is lying, Madame Maxime."
Mrs. Maxim was obviously not convinced by what Dumbledore said, but she did not refute it again. As for Karkaroff, it seems that he has completely lost his sense of existence.
"It is impossible for him to cross the age limit, we can all confirm this!"
"Maybe Dumbledore's line was wrong?"
"Are you doubting the spellcasting ability of the greatest magician of this century? Madame Maxime."
Rolf's sudden opening made everyone stunned, and Mrs. Maxim's face instantly turned the color of pig liver. On the contrary, Dumbledore blinked at Rolf and spoke to calm Max.
Mrs. Mu’s embarrassment.
"Of course, maybe my magic is wrong. After all, some students have started to say that I am an old fool, right?"
"Dumbledore!"
"Ahem, I think we can actually ask the other two referees for their opinions?"
"We must abide by the charter. The charter clearly stipulates that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition."
"His opinion is my opinion."
"I have no objection. Since his name flew out of the Goblet of Fire, he will participate in the competition."
"Karkaroff!?"
Karkaroff's sudden defection caught Madam Maxime off guard, but soon she received an unexpected help. He also disagreed with Harry's participation in the Triwizard Tournament, but he was a member of Hogwarts.
teachers.
"Is this your conspiracy? You despicable Death Eater, Karkaroff!"
When Moody kicked in the door, he shouted so loudly, but he didn't notice that when he said the three words "Death Eater", Karkaroff's body trembled.
But this tremor was noticed by the keen Dumbledore, and then his eyes hidden under the reflective glasses looked at Karkaroff aside, and finally noticed that something was wrong with him.