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

Chapter 298 Refusing Harry the competition is simply unfair!
Everyone was puzzled by this sudden turn of events.

However, Dumbledore instinctively reached out a long, slender hand and grabbed the tattered parchment.

He clutched the parchment, staring intently at its contents. After a long silence, he sighed, cleared his throat, and read aloud:

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but an unexpected situation has arisen. We now have a fourth warrior."

The fourth hero's name is—Harry Potter from Hogwarts!

Then came a long silence; no one in the entire Great Hall spoke. They all turned to stare at Harry, their eyes filled with confusion.

After the calm, another raging eruption occurred.

There was no applause, only a buzzing sound that began to fill the auditorium, like the hum of countless angry bees.

Many young wizards were discussing what would happen if Harry participated in the Triwizard Tournament.
Even the usually composed Professor McGonagall stood up from her seat, quickly walked past the other professors, and whispered urgently in Professor Dumbledore's ear.

Of course, the young wizards below the stage had an even more heated discussion.

A young Slytherin wizard who had always disliked Harry shouted:

"This is not fair. It's not fair to put Harry in the Triwizard Tournament."

All the young wizards nodded subconsciously; they also felt it was unfair.

However, if an uninformed wizard were present, they might think it was unfair for Harry, a mere 15-year-old wizard, to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

But none of the wizards in the know thought so.

They felt that if Harry participated in the Triwizard Tournament, it would be unfair to the previous three champions.

Everyone knows how powerful Harry is; his strength far surpasses that of a young wizard who is still in school.

If Harry participates in the Triwizard Tournament, what are the exciting and tense aspects of this match to look forward to?
The outcome was already predetermined: Harry would earn the honor of being a champion and leave a significant mark on the history of the three schools.

But even this significant achievement, this honor that is difficult for ordinary young wizards to obtain, is just icing on the cake for Harry.

In fact, before the competition, Dumbledore had told many young wizards that wizards under the age of 18 were not allowed to participate. Most of the young wizards believed that this was not only because young wizards would be in danger of death if they participated, but also because of Harry, who was an exception.

The purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to promote glory, exchange ideas, and put players to the test.

If Harry participates, then the Triwizard Tournament will completely lose its original meaning.

Ron, George, and the others sitting next to Harry stared at him curiously and asked:
"Harry, when did you secretly put your name in the Goblet of Fire without telling us? Why didn't you tell us? We would have joined you. You're so unfair!"

Faced with everyone's doubts, Harry simply shook his head and denied it:

"No, I didn't put my name into the Goblet of Fire, and I don't know why."

Although many of the young wizards still had some doubts, they stopped asking Harry and temporarily believed him.

After all, Harry's previous prestige was undeniable, and no one believed he would lie at this time.

It's not just because he can't lie, but also because he disdains lying.

On the platform, Professor McGonagall straightened up and stopped talking to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded slightly to Professor McGonagall, then shouted loudly to Harry:

"Harry Potter, please come here."

Harry calmly rose and walked along the passage between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables until he reached the platform and stood beside Dumbledore.

Everyone stared at the platform, waiting for Dumbledore's next words.

But to everyone's surprise, Dumbledore simply nodded gently to Harry, and then said to him:

“Go, Harry, go through that door. I want you to represent Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament. Then the Triwizard Tournament will surely belong to us, provided that you are interested in the championship.”

After saying that, Dumbledore winked at Harry.

Dumbledore knew that Harry's sudden selection must have some kind of conspiracy, but he didn't care, since it wouldn't affect Harry at all.

Harry can handle this himself and bring the mastermind behind the trouble to justice.

When Harry entered the next room, the three champions were gathered around the fireplace, quietly warming themselves.

As soon as she saw Harry approaching, Fleur immediately stood up from her chair, skipped over to Harry's side, and smiled brightly:
"Harry, I didn't expect you to be chosen too. Now we'll be rivals."

You must give it your all in this final battle. I don't want you to let me win just because we're friends. I want to win the championship based on my own strength.

Harry's forehead creased with annoyance. "We only exchanged a few words. How did we become friends?"

This little witch with Veela blood was quite outgoing, but Harry neither directly denied nor agreed, only giving a gentle smile.

Seeing that Harry did not deny it, Fleur's face lit up with joy, and she continued:

"Harry, why don't we form an alliance for the next competition? If we work together, we're sure to win the championship."

This statement attracted the attention of the other two warriors, who stared nervously at Harry and Fleur. Both were powerful young wizards, and Harry alone was already difficult for them to deal with, let alone the two of them as an alliance.

If they really form an alliance, they might be eliminated early in the competition.

But to their relief, Harry shook his head slightly and said:
"I'm sorry, Hibiscus, I did not put my name into the Goblet of Fire, nor do I want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

This competition is an honor for you all; I was just there to coast along.

Although she didn't know what "playing the field" meant, she could guess the general idea from the context. Furong exclaimed in surprise:

"So you really didn't put your name in the Goblet of Fire? Then why were you chosen?"

Harry shrugged helplessly, indicating that he didn't know either.

A noisy conversation came from the doorway of the room, and many professors entered the room one after another.

Even from a distance, Ms. Maxim's assertive voice reached the four people's ears:

"Dumbledore, what does this mean? Why is there a fourth warrior?"

“I’d like to know that too, Dumbledore,” Professor Karkaroff said coldly, his blue eyes as icy as ice.

"How can Hogwarts have two warriors? I don't remember anyone telling me that."

"Besides, one of them is Harry Potter! We've discussed this before; one of the reasons for the age restriction is to prevent Harry Potter from participating. Why is Hogwarts going against our shared plan?" Madam Maxim walked to Fleur's side, placing her large hand, adorned with many ornate opals, on Fleur's pointed chin, and said with a hint of displeasure:

"I disagree. That's not fair at all. Hogwarts can't have two champions. Harry Potter absolutely cannot participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

The chill in Mr. Karkaroff's eyes deepened:

"Can your age limit really keep out competitors who aren't old enough, Dumbledore?"
"If I had known this would happen, I would have signed all the students up. That way, even if Harry Potter had participated, we might not have lost."

The two other school principals were extremely dissatisfied and wanted to say something more, when Harry's voice rang out from the side:
"Professors, you don't need to worry too much. I'm not going to compete for the championship."

Clearly, the headmasters of the other two magic schools did not believe Harry's words:
"We don't trust you. If you don't want to win the Triwizard Tournament and become the champion, then why put your name in the Goblet of Fire?"

Harry frowned slightly and explained again:

“I’ve already said, I did not put my name into the Goblet of Fire.”

Ms. Maxim exclaimed, “No, I don’t believe you. You must be lying.”

Professor McGonagall, of course, couldn't bear to see her student slandered, and she said sternly:

“We all know that young wizards who are not old enough cannot cross that age line, even if they use aging-enhancing drugs.”

But Ms. Maxim shut Professor Mack down with one sentence: "But he's Harry Potter, isn't he?"

Professor McGonagall could no longer refute this, since the fact that other young wizards could not cross the age limit did not mean that Harry could not.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that he is the youngest Potions Master in history and the creator of several powerful potions is enough to convince people that he can find a way to cross that age line.

Seeing McGonagall back down, Ms. Maxim became even more audacious, and she sneered:

"I think your Hogwarts is just trying to take advantage of others and insists on winning the Triwizard Tournament. You are shameless."

Before Professor McGonagall could defend them, Harry suddenly snapped coldly:
"Shut up, Maxim. I told you I wouldn't win the championship, and if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But please shut up and don't slander my teacher, or you won't be allowed to speak for a month."

As the headmistress of a magic school, when has Ms. Maxim ever been reprimanded like this, let alone by a minor wizard?

Her face flushed red, veins bulging on her forehead, as if she wanted to scold Harry.

But just as she was about to speak, she suddenly realized that she couldn't say a word.

Upon noticing something amiss, Ms. Maxim immediately reached out and touched her mouth with both hands.

But to her astonishment, she discovered that her mouth had disappeared without her noticing, replaced by a smooth piece of skin.

This discovery reminded her of Harry's earlier warning, which had now come true.

She was truly unable to speak; it was as if her mouth had been erased by some powerful force, as if it had never existed in the first place.

This terrified Mrs. Maxim, who had no idea how Harry had managed it.

At the same time, the various rumors about Harry Potter that had circulated in the wizarding world echoed in her mind.

Is Harry Potter really that powerful?

They wiped her mouth off without her noticing.

This is definitely some kind of powerful ancient magic; Transfiguration doesn't have this effect.

Kakarov, standing to the side, stared in horror at Ms. Maxim's strange face. He hadn't noticed at all that Ms. Maxim's mouth had disappeared.

This also means that Harry could be infected at any time if he wanted to, and might never be able to speak or even eat again for the rest of his life.

So Mr. Karkaroff immediately swallowed the words he was about to utter and stood there with a grim expression.

After a moment's thought, he finally turned his gaze to Dumbledore, pleading with Dumbledore to discipline this audacious little wizard.

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged throughout, as gentle as ever.

Upon receiving Mr. Karkaroff's request for help, he finally spoke with a smile:
"Harry, break the spell. Madam Maxim is just a little emotional; she didn't mean it."

After all, you've become the fourth champion regardless, and Hogwarts does indeed have a bit of a problem with that."

Harry nodded, dispelled the spell, and restored Madam Maxim's mouth.

Then Dumbledore addressed Madam Maxim and Mr. Karkaroff:

"Gentlemen, what's done is done, and we can't change it. After all, the rules of the Goblet of Fire are protected by a magical contract."

But don't worry, Hogwarts will never take advantage of you. I swear in Dumbledore's name that Harry will never participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

Ms. Maxim and Mr. Karkaroff had nothing more to say. They knew they wouldn't gain anything by continuing to pester them, so they could only snort and leave with their students.

However, Fleur, who was following behind Madam Maxim, looked at Harry with an increasingly fervent gaze.

As Fleur walked past Harry, she winked at him and left with a smile.

………………

The following day, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were having dinner in the Great Hall. Hermione stared into Harry's beautiful green eyes and asked:
"Harry, are you really not going to compete for the Triwizard Tournament?"

Harry shook his head. "Of course not. If it weren't for the Goblet of Fire's selection list, protected by the magical contract, I would have even considered participating."

Ron put a large chicken leg into his mouth and asked indistinctly:
"So who do you think would put your name into the Goblet of Fire? It can't be the Goblet of Fire that creates a note and writes your name in it, can it?"

Harry shook his head; he didn't know either.

Although the time-fixing array can prevent others from traveling through time and launching time attacks.

But it also cost him the ability to predict and observe time.

So he really didn't know who put his name in the Goblet of Fire.

Perhaps it was Barty the Younger, disguised as Mad-Eye Moody; perhaps it was a pure-blood wizard lurking in the shadows; or perhaps it was some senior wizards who were jealous of him.

All sorts of things are possible, for all sorts of reasons.

But Harry didn't care; he would find the person soon enough.

(End of this chapter)