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Chapter 708: Who will the Goblet of Fire choose to become the Padrick Farm Warrior?
"But before that, please allow me to introduce two guests, as some people may not know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic."

Following Dumbledore's introduction, sparse applause broke out in the hall.

"This is Mr Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Magical Sports and Sport at the Ministry."

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament."

Dumbledore continued, "They will form the judging panel together with Madam Maxime and Professor Karkaroff to judge the performance of the warriors in the competition."

"in addition."

When he said this, Dumbledore paused and looked at Peter.

"Mr. Peter Padrick will serve as a consultant and provide corrections and assistance for unexpected situations during the Triwizard Tournament."

When Harry heard that Peter would serve as a consultant, he looked at Peter in surprise.

He didn't expect Mr. Peter to become a consultant!

Hermione, who was sitting next to him, was very happy with the result and clapped excitedly.

Peter looked very calm when he heard Dumbledore announce him as an advisor.

He had previously agreed with the other party that he could serve as a consultant for the Triwizard Tournament.

The main purpose is that he wants to control the situation and prevent it from getting out of control.

If Riven, Mark and others want to participate in the competition illegally, then this competition will not only be an ordinary three-way competition, but may end up becoming a farm competition.

In addition, even without the participation of Riven, Mark and others, this game would not be an ordinary game.

The holding of the Triwizard Tournament was also a conspiracy of Voldemort. In the end, Diggory Cedric died tragically, which led to the cancellation of the Triwizard Tournament again.

When Raven, Tom and others heard that Peter would serve as a consultant, their expressions became a little strange.

Baobao and Wei never expected that their brothers and sisters had ulterior motives. They were very happy for Peter and ate faster.

After the announcement, Dumbledore asked Filch to take out the box.

Placing the box on the table, Dumbledore continued, "The Triwizard Tournament consists of three events, held at different times. The competition will test the warriors in many ways, and of course, their ability to overcome various dangers."

"And the one responsible for selecting the warriors is - the Goblet of Fire!"

As he spoke, Dumbledore used his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.

The lid slowly opened, and Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a wooden goblet.

The cup looks ordinary, but there is a dancing blue flame inside.

After seeing the Goblet of Fire appear, everyone's breathing quickened.

"Every student who wants to run for the Warrior can write his name on parchment and throw it into this goblet. Tomorrow..."

After a pause, he continued, "On Halloween night, the Goblet of Fire will take out the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the goblet will be placed here, and all students who are willing to participate in the Triwizard Tournament will be able to touch it."

"But I still want to say that this competition is no joke. Don't participate casually. Once you are chosen as a warrior by the Goblet of Fire, you must persevere to the end and cannot quit halfway. Whoever puts his name in is equivalent to signing a contract, so please think twice before you act."

He looked at Raven, Loki and the others, and added, "In order to prevent students who are not old enough from using other means to participate in the competition, I will draw an age limit around the Goblet of Fire. Anyone under the age of seventeen will not be able to cross this limit."

After Dumbledore finished his story, the students below began to discuss.

Baobao asked Mark in a low voice: "Mark, this means you can't participate in the competition because you are not old enough."

Mark glanced at Peter carefully and replied, "Yes, I'm not old enough."

Although this is what he said, Mark already had a solution at this time.

Loki also stared at the Goblet of Fire thoughtfully, and gently swallowed the juice in the cup.

"What a shame! I wanted to see you take care of the people from the other two schools!"

Baobao said with some regret.

Mark said to Bakugo, whose mind was full of violence, somewhat awkwardly: "This is just an exchange and competition of magic, not a way to deal with others, Bakugo."

"I don't believe that. Isn't the purpose of the competition to be the first?"

Baobao said solemnly: "If the game is not for winning, it will be meaningless."

Listening to Baobao's seemingly reasonable words, Mark fell silent.

Although my sister looks cute and young, she is the most violent person on the farm.

"Unfortunately, I don't know magic. If I knew magic, I would definitely participate in the competition, win the championship, and then give the championship to my father."

Baobao didn't know that Mark was complaining about his violence in his heart, and said to him with some regret.

Little Horus next to him was concentrating on dealing with the blasting-tailed skrewt. After hearing what Bombshell said, he stopped what he was doing.

Win the Triwizard Tournament and give it to the Emperor dad?

I also want to be such a warrior.

unfortunately
I don't know magic at all.

If only the group would allow themselves the use of bolters.

Little Horus couldn't help but fall into wild thoughts.

Although he cannot become a warrior and win the Triwizard Tournament, he can help Emperor Dad conquer the galaxy in the future.

As for magic
He suddenly remembered that a philosopher named Sakhromu once said: Compared with the rotten grass and fireflies of witchcraft, science is like the light of the bright moon. But... why can't people see farther?

Between the fluorescent light of rotten grass and the bright moonlight, which one can allow people to see farther?
After thinking for a while and coming to no conclusion, little Horus turned his gaze to Riven and the others.

He noticed that Raven, Loki, Tom, and Mark all had strange expressions on their faces.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ron, Harry, and Hermione arrived at the Great Hall early. "Hey, did anyone put their name in?"

Ron anxiously asked a fifth-grade girl next to him.

"Yes, all representatives from Durmstrang."

The fifth-year girl replied to him: "But I haven't seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts yet."

"I guess someone must have put their name in while we were asleep last night."

Harry spoke his mind, "If it were me, I would do that... I wouldn't want anyone to see it. It would be very embarrassing if the cup crumpled up your name and threw it out."

Harry had just finished speaking when someone behind him laughed.

Somewhat surprised, he looked back and saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan walking quickly down the stairs.

All three of them seemed very excited.

"It's done!"

Fred whispered to Harry, Ron and Hermione in a proud and excited tone, "We just drank it. It shouldn't be a problem now."

"what?!"

Ron asked, confused.

"It's an age enhancer, idiot!"

Fred said to Ron proudly.

"We each drank a drop!"

George rubbed his hands together and said, "We've added a few months to our age, and now we're seventeen. This will definitely work!"

"Let's make a deal in advance. If any of us wins, the 1,000 Galleons will be divided equally among the three of us. No one can take more."

The smile on Li's face was extremely happy.

“Hey, I don’t think you’re going to succeed.”

Hermione reminded them, "I'm sure Headmaster Dumbledore will have taken this into consideration."

Fred, George and Lee ignored Hermione who was "ruining the fun".

The three of them excitedly took the parchment with their names on it and put it directly inside.

Everyone in the hall was staring at the two of them.

Just when Harry thought that the three of them were about to succeed, there was a loud "bang", and Fred and the other two were thrown out heavily by an invisible force.

With a popping sound, identical white beards appeared on the chins of the three men.

"I warned you."

Dumbledore's voice came from behind.

Fred and the other two turned around with tears in their eyes, and saw Dumbledore and Peter walking towards them together.

Peter watched the three people transform into Santa Claus, then looked at Dumbledore who had a serious expression on his face.

You know what, this old guy Dumbledore is quite good at having fun.

Staring at the Goblet of Fire in front of him, Peter fell into deep thought.

He had rested at Hogwarts last night and noticed Raven, Tom, Mark and Tom, and even Star-Lord had left their dormitories and entered the Great Hall.

I don't know if these people have tampered with the Goblet of Fire.

The time soon came to night.

After the dinner, Dumbledore began to let the Goblet of Fire select the champion.

Under the control of Dumbledore's wand, the flame in the goblet suddenly turned red, and crackling sparks flew out.

"Hoohoo!"

Suddenly, a tongue of fire shot into the air.

Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, a piece of burnt parchment flew out.

Everyone in the hall held their breath, watching Dumbledore's every move.

Headmaster Dumbledore reached out to catch the parchment, and the flame of the Goblet of Fire returned to its blue and white color.

"A champion of Durmstrang."

Dumbledore said in a clear voice, "It is Viktor Krum!"

"I knew it was him."

Ron said beside him, as loud cheers filled the entire auditorium.

"Great, Viktor, well done, you will be the champion!"

Karkaroff shouted excitedly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I knew it, I knew you were destined to be a champion!"

The applause and conversation gradually died down.

After a few seconds, the flame turned red again, and the second piece of parchment floated out of the cup under the push of the flame.

"Warriors of Beauxbatons"

Dumbledore said, "It is Fleur Delacour!"

(End of this chapter)