Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 297: The Fourth Note Discovered!
Fleur Delacour is one-quarter Veela; her mother is a pure-blood wizard, and her father is an official of the French Ministry of Magic.

Her Veela lineage endowed her with a captivating appearance and magical allure, coupled with talents far exceeding those of her peers, making her a very proud young wizard.

From a young age, she has always wanted the best of everything and wanted to do the best of all.

Therefore, when she heard that some people who recorded her beauty and talent were slandering her as just a pretty face, she did not hesitate to join the delegation to Hogwarts to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament.

She also needs to prove that she is not only beautiful, but also an excellent wizard.

Besides wanting to prove herself, she joined the delegation for another reason: she was interested in the rumored Harry Potter.

Harry Potter, a little wizard who is a few years younger than her, has already become a legendary figure in wizarding history.

The youngest Potions Master, the one who defeated Voldemort multiple times, the inventor of numerous great inventions, and so on...

These honors, bestowed upon any wizard, could create a miracle, let alone a wizard who is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

So Fleur wanted to understand Harry and get closer to him.

After all, Furong is a proud person, and she has high standards for her other half. Perhaps when she matures further, she will find a soulmate.

But now she just wants something better, something truly the best.

Indeed, Fleur proudly believed that among all her peers in the entire wizarding world, only Harry Potter was worthy of her.

So she left the Ravenclaw table, went to the Gryffindor table, stood before the legendary young wizard, and said with her most charming smile:

"Are you Harry Potter? I'm Fleur Delacour, nice to meet you."

"I am Harry Potter, it's nice to meet you."

"I've heard that you've defeated Voldemort several times. Is that true?"

"Yes, but Voldemort wasn't at his peak at that time, and I was just taking a shortcut."

……

Fleur chatted with Harry for a few words, then turned and left.

No need to rush. This is just to leave an impression on Harry, and we'll work on it gradually later.

Furong didn't believe anyone could resist her beauty; after all, she was a Veela.

After Fleur left, Hermione whispered:

"She's a bad woman, I don't like her."

Harry shook his head and patted Hermione's head, a gesture that instantly cheered her up.

……

From the podium, Dumbledore's voice continued to ring out:
"The moment has finally arrived. The three-way battle is about to begin. Let me explain the event schedule."

But before that, please allow me to introduce two guests, as there are still some people who do not know them.

This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic.

This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports at the Ministry of Magic.

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

They will form a judging panel with me, Professor Karkaroff, and Ms. Maxim to evaluate the warriors' efforts.

When they heard the word "warrior," the students seemed to pay more attention.

Dumbledore seemed to notice their sudden silence as well, and with a slight smile, he said:

“Mr. Filch, please bring the box up.”

No one noticed that Filch had been lurking in a corner of the Great Hall, and now he was walking toward Dumbledore, carrying a large wooden box.

Dumbledore, holding the large wooden box, said:

"This year, the Warriors will compete in three events, which will be held at different times throughout the school year."

They will test the warriors' magical talents, their courage, their reasoning abilities, and, of course, their ability to overcome danger in many different ways.

Upon hearing that last sentence, the auditorium fell completely silent; it was as if everyone had stopped breathing.

“As you already know, there will be three champions participating in the competition,” Dumbledore continued calmly, “each representing a participating school. After the three events, the champion with the highest score will win the Triwizard Cup. The champions will be selected by a fair selector, the Goblet of Fire.”

At this point, Dumbledore reached into the wooden box and pulled out a wooden goblet.

The cup itself is unremarkable, but it is filled with dancing blue and white flames.

Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could see it clearly:

“Every student who wants to run for Warrior can write their name and school on a piece of paper and throw it into the Goblet of Fire.”

You must register within 24 hours. On Halloween night, the Goblet will select the three students who best represent the three schools to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

Of course, to prevent some underage students from being tempted, I will draw an age line around it, which no one under the age can cross.

Finally, I would like to say that the three-way battle for supremacy is no child's play; it is full of danger and challenges.

Once someone is chosen by the Goblet of Fire, they must participate; this is an immutable principle.

Alright, that concludes today's business. The young wizards of each academy can now return to their common rooms to sleep.

On the way back to the lounge, everyone else was discussing the Three Kingdoms Championship.

But Harry was thinking about Dumbledore's performance just now.

Because Dumbledore was the first to propose reforms to the wizarding world, his relationship with the Ministry of Magic is now very tense, but even Harry couldn't see any signs of it just now.

It must be said that Dumbledore is a real monster. Apart from being inferior to the Ancient One in power, he is on par with her in every other aspect.

……

The next day was Saturday, and it was drizzling with moisture in the air.

When Harry, Ron, and Hermione came downstairs and entered the foyer, many people were already gathered around the Goblet of Fire.

As soon as Harry appeared, Fleur, who had been waiting there, quickly came over.

Ignoring Hermione, she twirled her hair with her fingers and asked:
"Harry, would you like to try participating in the Triwizard Tournament?"

Harry certainly wouldn't participate; he had no interest in playing games with children.

The ultimate goal of the three-way battle is to win honor, but he has too many honors to spare, so he doesn't care about this one.

Harry shook his head and denied it, saying, "No, I won't participate."

"That's such a pity." Fleur said with some regret. If Harry could have participated in the Triwizard Tournament, perhaps she could have gotten closer to him during the competition.

As for why she was so sure she would be chosen, it was simply because she was very confident! Just then, Fred and George came down the stairs, both looking very excited.

The twins' eyes lit up the moment they saw Harry, and they exclaimed excitedly, "Harry, we did it!"

"It's an anti-aging drug?"

“That’s right, George and I each drank a drop, and now we’re definitely old enough,” Fred said.

The twins strode toward the Goblet of Fire and took a piece of parchment from their pocket, on which were written their names and their schools or Geworth.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they easily crossed the age line and placed the parchment in their hands into the Goblet of Fire.

At that moment, everyone thought they had succeeded and planned to try the aging agent themselves, signing up for the Triwizard Tournament.

However, soon after, accompanied by a hissing sound, the two Geminis seemed to be struck by a huge force and were sent flying beyond the age line.

It's clear they failed.

Seeing the twins lying unconscious on the ground with their faces covered in gray beards, everyone immediately abandoned the idea of ​​using the aging serum.

Seeing the twins' foolish behavior, Hibiscus covered her mouth and mocked, "What a pair of idiots."

Over time, one by one, the young wizards cast their names into the Goblet of Fire.

Of course, many young wizards tried to take the same trick as the twins, but they all failed.

One thing that surprised Harry during this time was that Hagrid's relationship with Maxim had become increasingly close.

They were always together, and an unsuspecting person would think they were in a relationship.

Hagrid actually thought so, but Harry always felt that Maxim's purpose in approaching Hagrid wasn't so pure.

She may have wanted to get information about the Triwizard Tournament from Hagrid, but as she got to know him, her feelings for him may have become more genuine.

However, this is not a matter of self-interest, but rather a relationship of close friendship.

After all, while Maxim is also tall and might find it difficult to find a partner, she is beautiful and a rare clean wizard, so it's unlikely she would be interested in Haig, this slovenly giant.

Harry did not warn Hagrid to stay away from Maxim.

After all, Hagrid can't get any worse off. What if Maxim gradually falls in love with Hagrid during their time together?

If Hagrid were to go to Maxim, that tall witch, he would probably remain single for life.

Soon it was Halloween night, and many young wizards flocked to the Great Hall, including the young wizards from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

Today is the day the candidates for the three-way battle for supremacy will be revealed.

When Harry and his two friends entered the Great Hall, it was almost full of people.

The Goblet of Fire was moved to the faculty desk, where it still burned with shimmering blue flames.

The Halloween dinner followed the usual procedure: Dumbledore gave a speech, after which the young wizards began to eat.

After the young wizards finished their meal, the golden plates returned to their original spotless state.

Dumbledore suddenly stood up, and the Great Hall fell silent.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating Dumbledore's upcoming speech.

Professor Karkaroff, Madam Maxim, all the young wizards from the three houses, and of course Harry.

In the wizarding world where time is fixed, he is now unable to use time magic and prophecy magic, and he is equally unaware of the future outcome.

Dumbledore looked around, and once everyone was ready, he smiled his usual kind smile:

"Alright, the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision. I estimate it will only take a minute for us to get the result."

Before we begin, I'd like to state that once the Warriors' name is announced, I hope they walk to the front of the auditorium, then along the faculty desks, and into the room next door.

They will receive our initial instruction in that room to prevent them from perishing in the dangerous Triwizard Tournament.

Then Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it dramatically.

The lights in the auditorium were turned off one by one, leaving only the dim candles in the pumpkin lanterns.

In the darkness, the flames in the Goblet of Fire shone even brighter, more dazzling than anything else in the entire auditorium.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned from blue to red, followed by a crackling burst of sparks.

Just seconds later, a charred parchment popped out of the Goblet of Fire, and the wizards in the hall held their breath at the sight.

Dumbledore caught the parchment, read its contents, and after he had read it clearly, he shouted loudly:
"Now I'll begin by announcing today's other warrior, from Durmstrang, Victor Krum!"

Viktor stood up and went into the next room.

No one was surprised that Victor was chosen. He was an outstanding wizard, and if it weren't for Harry's success, he could even be called the leader of the young wizards.

As the applause and conversations gradually subsided, everyone's attention returned to the Goblet of Fire.

A few seconds later, the second parchment, propelled by the flames, shot out of the cup.

After reading it, Dumbledore exclaimed, "The hero of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!"

The girl with Medusa's bloodline stood up gracefully, tossing her silver hair, and walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

As she entered the next room, she winked at Harry, which excited the young wizards around him.

Hermione pouted, looking unhappy.

Of course, Ginny was also with Hermione this time. Hermione's former enemy has now become her staunch ally, joining Hermione in criticizing Fleur's affectation.

Once the Great Hall fell silent again, the young wizards of Hogwarts were overjoyed.

This time, it's Hogwarts' turn.

Flames shot high from the goblet of fire, sweeping across the sky.

The third note was ejected by the flames and landed in Dumbledore's hand.

Dumbledore read the inscription: "The champion of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory!"

Cedric belongs to Hufflepuff, and all the little wizards in Hufflepuff jumped up and down, screaming and stomping their feet.

They were overjoyed; it turned out that the most unassuming Hufflepuff was actually the most powerful house at Hogwarts.

After the three champions were chosen, Dumbledore cheerfully shouted, "Well done, our three champions have been chosen..."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, the flames in the Goblet of Fire suddenly surged wildly.

This time, the flames of the Goblet of Fire flickered even more wildly than the previous three times, like a vortex of fire that swept across several meters around it.

Suddenly, the fourth note was ejected by flames!
(End of this chapter)