Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore's wand burst forth with intense light.

The fist-thick beam of light flew straight toward the center.

As the light struck the flame.

The blue flames fell downwards, and at the same time, the once towering goblet of fire began to collapse like sand.

Shrinking from all sides.

The last crystal trophy, shimmering with blue light, hovered in mid-air.

Upon seeing the dazzling and colorful Four-Way Fire Cup, there was an initial round of applause, followed by enthusiastic applause from all the students.

Thus, the final unexpected event and farce were suppressed by Dean Dumbledore.

However, students might get confused and be misled by a mere rule from the Goblet of Fire.

The situation with the deans of the other two houses and the Ministry of Magic is less certain.

Inside the auditorium.

Harry nervously pushed open the metal gate.

Helpless, he looked at the other three people and Cheng Xiao, who was sitting at the table with his legs crossed.

Harry instinctively wanted to explain.

They claimed they didn't do it, that they didn't write their name on it, and that they didn't register for the Cup of Fire.

But when he saw the expression on Cheng Xiao's face, he suddenly felt much more at ease for some reason.

Finally, he simply nodded to Cedric, then stepped aside and waited.

Harry only found out at this point.

It turns out that this room inside the auditorium is actually a trophy exhibition hall.

It can be said that this place carries all the honor and legend of Hogwarts School for more than a thousand years.

It was a room piled high with all sorts of trophies and certificates.

There were so many gold, silver, or diamond-encrusted trophies that they couldn't all fit on the stage, and some were placed on the ground.

The only problem is that this room is a bit small, but there are too many honors.

Unfortunately, Harry wasn't in the mood for a visit at that time.

Because he hadn't even glanced at it much.

Three twisted figures appeared out of thin air in front of the five of them.

These were the three deans who used Apparition to travel.

The fact that they were able to use Apparition at such a distance shows how excited they were.

The three figures immediately began arguing fiercely after they appeared.

"This is not fair!"

"calm down."

"That means your college will have two people now!"

"You Frenchman!"

"What are you looking at...?"

"A conspiracy? I think this is all a conspiracy?"

"Quiet, I can't think anymore."

"Nothing is right."

"I protest!"

Besides these three deans.

There was also a group of professors who rushed in through the main entrance.

Especially Snape in his black wizard robes.

Perhaps because he was too excited, he walked quickly straight up to Harry.

He gripped the other person's shoulders with his hands, which were bluish from the veins, and questioned them sternly:
"Harry? Harry?"

"look into my eyes."

"You didn't put your name in the Goblet of Fire, did you?"

Harry nodded nervously.
"No, Professor!"

Snape pressed on, "You didn't ask any of the older students to help you put it in, did you?"

"No, Professor, I didn't!"

Are you sure?

Harry shouted:

"I'm sure I didn't do that."

Their conversation drew the attention of everyone in the room.

Dumbledore was the calmest of them all, but the others were not.

The headmistress of Beauxbatons Magic Academy, the tall and imposing Maxim, stood to one side.

His face was full of disbelief and skepticism:

"He's definitely lying!"

Dean Dumbledore looked at everyone, stood in front of Harry, and said firmly:

No, I believe Harry.

Furthermore, the Goblet of Fire possesses immense magical power; concealing it would require an exceptionally powerful Confusion Charm.

The sloping figure in the corner chimed in:

"Gentlemen, a fourth-grade child doesn't have that ability; they haven't even learned the Confusion Charm yet."

Durmstrang's principal, Igor Karkarov, turned and gave this man a cold look:
"Mad Eye, you seem to have put a lot of thought into this?"

"Or do you know something?"

Moody looked directly at the other person and answered bluntly:

“My past experience tells me that I must use the Death Eaters’ way of thinking, Karkaroff, I think you haven’t forgotten that!”

"Or are you just too old and senile? If that's the case, then shut your mouth."

Upon hearing these provocative words, Karkaroff's hand gripping his wand began to tremble.

Even so, Moody showed no fear whatsoever.

It is obvious that the two not only know each other, but also have some conflicts.

"Everyone, stop with the useless talk!"

Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder and looked at Barty, the director of the International Department of Magic, who had been silent since entering.

"You make the decision, after all, it was your decision to hold the Goblet of Fire."

Barty looked at the nervous Harry, and the other four people.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

“We must abide by the rules. The choice of the Goblet of Fire is bound by magic. Mr. Potter had no choice. From that moment on, he has been one of the champions of the Goblet of Fire.”

After those words were spoken.

All eyes turned once again to the man standing next to Dumbledore, who was no longer a little boy.

That's the time.

A clap of thunder ripped through the sky above Hogwarts, and suddenly a torrential downpour began.
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early morning.

The Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

Snape, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and Moody.

An unusual silence hung in the air among the four.

Dumbledore stood in front of a round basin that was emitting a soft blue light, his expression serious.

McGonagall couldn't resist any longer and turned around, breaking the silence.

"This can't go on any longer, Albus."

"First it was the Black Magic Mark, and now this."

Dumbledore made no move, continuing to stare at the round basin that emitted a blue, jade-like light.

"What do you think we should do, Minerva?"

McGonagall looked at the three people in the room:
"For the safety of the students."

"End him, don't let Potter compete. You and I both know that Death Eaters have sabotaged it."

"They hope Porter will make it to the semifinals."

Professor McGonagall's only reply was one sentence.

“Barty said we must follow the rules of the Goblet of Fire.”

McGonagall stepped forward and whispered to Dumbledore:

"To hell with Barty and his magical rules, Albus. Since when did you start obeying the Ministry of Magic?"

Snape followed behind Professor McGonagall:
“Professor McGonagall, I also believe this is more than just a coincidence, but if we really want to uncover the mystery, perhaps the best option is to wait and see!”

After uttering the last four words, McGonagall turned and glared at Snape.

She thought Snape thought the same way she did, but she never expected that he would eventually agree with Albus's point of view.

McGonagall looked at them sternly and asked:
"Do nothing? Just watch?" "You want to use Potter as bait? Potter is still a child, not a piece of meat."

McGonagall questioned the two of them.

But in the end, Dumbledore still refused.

“I agree with Severus. Moody, keep an eye on Harry and protect him secretly.”

Moody, standing on the edge, nodded in agreement. "No problem."

Boom boom boom!
The sudden knocking startled all four people in the room.

At Dumbledore's signal, Snape opened the door.

However, the person outside the door surprised them all.

"Harry?"

"And Mr. Cheng Xiao?"

The two people who visited late at night puzzled Snape.

But despite saying it, she still moved aside.

"Good evening, Professor Severus."

Cheng Xiao said with a smile.

Harry, looking rather awkward, also gave a greeting.

After all, Professor McGonagall's voice wasn't quiet, so much so that he heard his own name.

Harry was extremely nervous once inside.

But in the end, it was said:
"Dean, Professor McGonagall, Mr. Cheng Xiao says he has something important to report."

With just a simple sentence, all four people in the room turned to look at Cheng Xiao, who was sitting on Harry's shoulders.

As he spoke, Harry drew his wand and set up another layer of earplugs in the already safe room to block out the listening spell.

Harry's actions surprised the others, but none of them said anything.

Cheng Xiao, seeing that it was completed, was also straightforward.

He pointed to where Moody was.

He spoke decisively: "He has Polyjuice Potion in his pocket; he's Barty Crouch Jr."

When the words "compound decoction" came out of Cheng Xiao's mouth, a certain kind of energy that Cheng Xiao did not recognize began to flow actively in the room.

After Cheng Xiao called out that name, Moody, who was originally lame, turned around and jumped to the left.

The wand in his hand was also pointed at Harry, who was the most nervous person in the crowd.

But all of this happened before.

A cold, incantation echoed through the room.

"Except your weapons!"

A white light appeared out of thin air and struck Moody's palm.

The wand was knocked away by the blow.

Snape, a beat too slow, saw the figure fall to the ground and shouted:
"Rope restraints!"

"All petrified!"

After that, he remained motionless.

The originally thrilling and exciting search for the undercover agent ended in such an ordinary way.

Cheng Xiao looked at Dumbledore, who hadn't had time to grab his wand, and couldn't help but lick his lips, unsure of what to say.

But no matter what, I made the right choice about the venue.

Only in this situation could Cheng Xiao be confident that he would not encounter any safety issues.

After all, Dumbledore at this stage is neither injured nor affected by the curse.

He can be described as one of the world's top-tier powerhouses.

As for the magical ability of not having a wand, which is equivalent to making words come true, Cheng Xiao could accept it.

Is he the strongest? He should be.

Cheng Xiao could understand this sense of importance.

With a serious expression, Snape crouched down and began to search up and down.

He quickly found the metal bottle, smelled it, and then nodded.

"It's a compound decoction."

After saying that, Snape took out another potion from his person, pinched Moody's mouth, and poured it into his mouth.

In less than a second, the petrified Mad-Eye Moody transformed into a gloomy-faced middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man bears a striking resemblance to Director Batty, who previously announced the continuation of the Goblet of Fire.

It was Barty Crouch Jr., the Death Eater who should have been in Azkaban prison.

Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Cheng Xiao didn't initially intend to change the plot.

However, in the Chamber of Secrets, when Cheng Xiao saw the three strongest Hogwarts members in a room with Barty Jr. on the Marauder's Map...

He suddenly realized that this was a perfect opportunity.
If we miss this opportunity, we may not have such favorable timing and location again.

After hesitating for only a moment, Cheng Xiao decided it was best to strike first.

Let's kill him first.

He had neither wisdom nor strength.

It's almost like it has nothing left.

In the dean's office.

After Snape pinned Barty up, he looked at Dumbledore and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, it was him who put your name in there, Harry."

"I just don't know why?"

Dumbledore didn't discuss the issue but looked at Harry and Cheng Xiao instead.

Of course, the main one is Cheng Xiao.

It was at this moment that Professor McGonagall spoke up.

Good evening, Mr. Cheng Xiao.

"Thank you so much for reminding me, but I assume you should be in your dorm at this time."

"By the way, Harry, could you please take Cheng Xiao back?"

"We may now need to save the real Moody's."

Harry nodded vigorously:
"Okay, goodbye Dean and Professor!"

Harry and Cheng Xiao left the room, but did not return to the dormitory.

Instead, after retrieving the liveness map and confirming that it was safe, they went directly to the women's washroom on the third floor.

The secret room opened.

Harry, Cheng Xiao, and then joined Professor Lupin, Hermione, Ron, Black, and the others.

As for those in the dormitory, the two elves used Polyjuice Potion to disguise themselves as Harry and Ron.

Hermione then asked Ginny for help.

Harry returned from the Chamber of Secrets and excitedly hugged Hermione and Ron.

"How's it going? Was it successful?"

Harry nodded vigorously at Professor Lupin and his godfather Black.

"It's a success, it really is Barty Crouch the Younger."

"That way there will be no Death Eaters in the academy."

Ron and Hermione were overjoyed to hear the good news.

It can be said that this has finally resolved a major concern.

Lupin nodded: "In that case, Harry, continue."

Upon hearing this, the three who were initially excited immediately turned bitter.

There's no way around it; going to school during the day and doing special training at night is really tough.

in the secret room.

The three main characters are all holding wands and trying out the spells they just learned today.

Blake, on the other hand, taught him step by step.

"If you really have to face Voldemort or those Death Eaters, you must learn the Avada Kedavra curse from the Unforgiven Curse."

"Although this magic is somewhat difficult for the three of you, it is not truly impossible to learn."

"Killing intent! The Avada Kedavra curse doesn't just require simple incantations and hand gestures."

"There is also something called murderous intent."

"Unfortunately, I only know about it, but I can't really explain what it is."

So only the three of you can experience it for yourselves.

In the following time, Black and Lupin began to teach Avada Kedavra the spell and wand gestures.

And the knowledge contained within this magic. (End of Chapter)