A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Barty Crouch stood up, cleared his throat, and said, "Let me introduce you to Adrian Klein, the final and most special referee of the Triwizard Tournament."

Miss Klein was jointly recommended by the Magic Council and the International Magical Federation. She is not responsible for scoring the participating warriors, but she will record the competition process to ensure its fairness and impartiality.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The auditorium erupted in enthusiastic applause.

"The Warriors' three competition events this year have been carefully reviewed and will be held at different times throughout the school year."

Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman, and Miss Klein made the necessary arrangements for each project, which tested the warriors' magical talents, courage, reasoning abilities, and ability to overcome danger.

"Professor Dumbledore, may we bring up the Goblet of Fire now?"

“Of course, Miss Klein.” Dumbledore smiled slightly, then looked at Filch, who was standing in the corner. “Mr. Filch, please bring the box up!”

Filch nodded and gestured for a few people to place a large, jewel-encrusted, gold, tower-shaped wooden box in the center of the platform.

Dumbledore tapped his wand lightly, and the golden wooden box melted away, revealing a roughly carved wooden goblet.

The cup is over a meter tall and looks ordinary, but it is burning with blue and white flames.

"The Goblet of Fire." Dumbledore looked at the goblet for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Students who have signed up for the tournament, please write your names on parchment and throw them into this goblet."

The goblet is placed in the foyer, and all students who wish to register can touch it. Registration is open for 24 hours, and the Goblet of Fire will select the names of qualified students tomorrow night.

In addition, to prevent underage wizards from succumbing to temptation, I will set an age limit that cannot be crossed by anyone under the age of fourteen.

Next, Miss Klein will provide further explanation.

Adrian walked up to the Goblet of Fire and gave Aaron a meaningful smile, which made Aaron feel uneasy, reminding him of the scene of him divining on the crystal ball.

Although I don't know what will happen next, it certainly won't be very friendly to him.

"The Triwizard Tournament is a competition between three schools, with the aim of promoting friendly exchanges among young wizards."

"Fourteen years old is just the requirement for registration; those who are truly qualified are the cream of the crop, very few indeed." Adrian said, looking at the crowd below the stage with a playful glint in his eyes. "Many of you are probably eager to try and pursue this eternal glory."

You may think you are capable of completing the challenge, and that it doesn't matter if you fail because there is no danger to your life.

However, I must remind everyone that not being in mortal danger does not mean there is no danger. Klein will guarantee that the participants will not die during the competition, but that is all he can do.

Missing limbs, loss of consciousness, and permanent coma are all within acceptable limits... For the most severe cases, you might refer to the kiss of a Dementor.

As soon as the words were spoken, most of the wizards who had originally intended to sign up immediately gave up.

There is no danger to life, but living a life worse than death is more terrifying than death itself.

Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction. He knew the students of Hogwarts all too well. They might not take his warning as the headmaster to heart, but a few words from Adrian Klein were enough to make many of them hesitate.

Indeed, that was the case. Harry, Harry, and his two companions looked at each other, and they could all see a hint of fear in each other's eyes.

Draco's face paled slightly, and he hesitated in his decision to sign up.

However, some students who had originally planned to enroll remained unmoved; a few words could not shake their confidence, and the Weasley twins even showed a provocative smile.

"Finally, the Goblet of Fire is a magical covenant, and the chosen one has no right to relinquish it."

Therefore... I advise everyone to carefully consider before registering.

As the banquet drew to a close, the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, led by their headmasters, returned to their carriages and the giant ship, while the students of Hogwarts also departed one after another.

Aaron didn't move, because he knew someone would definitely come looking for him.

Sure enough, after exchanging a few more words with Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman of the Ministry of Magic, Adrian slowly walked over.

"Surprised? Unexpected? Touched?" Adrian sat down opposite Aaron and couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Aaron's upright posture. "I put aside my work to come to Hogwarts to preside over this Triwizard Tournament, and you, as his younger brother, seem quite unhappy."

"No, that's not true. I was naturally pleasantly surprised and touched by your arrival, Big Sister." Aaron chuckled awkwardly, then tentatively asked, "Excuse me, but could I possibly opt out of the Triwizard Tournament?"

"What do you say?"

Aaron's face twitched slightly, and he closed his eyes in pain. "I knew it, but why?"

“Because of Ceria,” Adrian said directly. “As I said before, it depends on your performance. If you perform well, I will help you get more time, but if you don’t perform well, I will stand by her side without hesitation.”

So, for your own sake, don't let me down!

"Hehe!" Aaron patted his forehead helplessly. "But aren't you worried about what will happen if your brother me falls into trouble?"

"You won't. You're no weaker than those senior wizards now."

"Just in case, I mean just in case."

“There’s no need to worry about that,” Adrian said confidently. “Klein was also involved in the creation of the Goblet of Fire.”

The descendants of the Klein family can modify the contract to a certain extent to ensure the immortality of the contestants' souls.

"But as long as your soul remains, Uncle Gene can definitely bring you back to life."

"That's very thoughtful." Aaron sighed, picked up Abe, and stood up from his seat. "I will participate. I hope you won't forget your promise, big sister."

"Wait a minute," Adrian stopped Aaron. "Just registering is no fun at all!"

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose within him. He hurriedly said, "I will win the championship."

"I don't doubt your abilities, but an answer that's already known is rather boring."

Gulu!

Aaron swallowed hard. "Sister, what do you want me to do?"

“It’s simple.” Adrian snapped his fingers. “The Triwizard Tournament has three events, and you can only pass each one at the very end. If you can win the championship under these circumstances…”

"Wait, isn't this asking the impossible?"

I came in last place in every level, so it would be strange if I got a high score.

“That’s your job.” Adrian patted Aaron on the shoulder. “As the most outstanding bloodline of Gaius in a century, you can definitely do it.”

In addition, there is one more condition.

This is my first time hosting such a large-scale event, and I don't want any major accidents to happen, understand?

Aaron's lips twitched slightly, and he nodded blankly.

After leaving the auditorium and returning to the common room, Aaron sat on the sofa in a daze.

"System, open the task panel."

Participate in the Triwizard Tournament;

The reward for completing the task is 2000 magic points; there is no penalty for failure. Do you accept this offer?

“I accept,” Aaron said bitterly, having no other choice at this point.

“Gaius.” Neller led the way, followed by several upperclassmen Slytherins, both boys and girls.

"I'm in a bad mood, so speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Uh... well... isn't your sister one of the referees?" Neller scratched his head sheepishly. "If possible, could you reveal some inside information?"

Aaron paused for a moment, then looked at the expectant faces of the group and realized that they all wanted to sign up for the Three Kingdoms Tournament.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Adrian didn't tell me anything."

"No way! You're her brother." A sixth-grade girl said doubtfully.

“Senior, please get this straight before you speak.” Aaron rolled his eyes and said, “I’m Gaius, and she’s Klein. In other words, I’m not her biological brother.”

"Is that so?" Neller asked thoughtfully, then continued, "If there's any inside information..."

"I will tell you."

"Thank you."

After dismissing several senior wizards, Neller hesitated for a moment before asking, "Aaron, is your sister currently single?"

puff!

Aaron couldn't help but spray out the half-finished drink.

"You're interested in her?"

Naylor blushed and nodded. "It's not just me, many people are interested in her, but she has such a strong presence, she's like a queen, none of us have the courage to approach her directly."

“I understand, I get it.” Aaron nodded solemnly, then looked at him with a slightly sympathetic gaze. “Considering how you’ve taken care of us all these years, I’ll give you a piece of advice: give up!”

“Give me a reason,” Neller said defiantly.

Aaron looked at his face and hesitated for a moment. "I don't want to hurt you, but if I may be so bold, your face doesn't meet her aesthetic standards at all."

Upon hearing this, Neller felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

He has a clear understanding of himself; although he is not bad, he is not quite at the level of being handsome and dashing.

"Adrien doesn't seem that superficial!"

"That's true. For my sister, looks are just a bonus; the most important thing is ability."

"Then I..."

"You still can't," Aaron said bluntly. "You can't beat her."

Neller: ......

"You have so little faith in me?"

“It’s not that I lack confidence, it’s just a fact.” Aaron shrugged. “You can’t beat me, and I can’t beat her.”

He wasn't lying when he said that. Without taking back his thought form, Aaron would probably only be able to fight her to a standstill if he used all his trump cards.

Is it really that exaggerated?

"Hehe! My sister has the highest talent among us, and her combat experience is extraordinary. If the magic power levels are the same, she will definitely win."

So don't get any unrealistic expectations; at least among these three magic schools, there's probably no one who's good enough for her.

Neller: ......

Chapter 356: Registering for the competition involves numerous restrictions.

The next morning, Aaron prepared a parchment with his name and school name on it.

As soon as he opened the dormitory door, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were blocking his way at the entrance.

“I knew you’d participate,” Draco said smugly.