“Perhaps there is a way to break the Goblet of Fire contract, but…” Adrian said with a faint smile, “but the price would be too high, and Mr. Potter certainly couldn’t afford it.”

"What price?" Harry asked tentatively, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart.

"After being baptized by the flames of the Goblet of Fire, your body will turn to ashes, but your soul will be preserved."

You can live at Hogwarts as a ghost.

"Never mind that, I'll just go," Harry said reluctantly. He had attended Nick's death anniversary party, which was almost headless, and knew how dull and boring the life of a ghost was.

If anyone asked him how he died, he would be too embarrassed to say it.

“Then let’s continue!” Bagman rubbed his hands together excitedly. “Next, it’s time to give our warriors some guidance, right, Batty?”

“Yes, instructor.” Barty realized what was happening and walked up to the five warriors. “The first task tests your courage, but we won’t tell you what it is. Daring to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard.”

The first event will take place on November 24th, and will be completed in front of the judges and other audience members.

When completing the project, the warriors must not ask for or accept any help from other teachers; their only weapon is their magic wands...

"Wait a minute." Aaron frowned slightly and couldn't help but interrupt Crouch.

"Mr. Gaius, is there a problem?"

"What I'm asking is, is it only possible to use a wand? And not other weapons or anything?"

"As expected of my brother," Adrian praised. "Let me put it this way, each person can only bring a wand when they enter, but how you use it depends on your performance."

"Now I understand," Aaron said, suddenly realizing. "Other weapons can be used, but they must be summoned using magic."

“That’s exactly what I mean,” Barty Crouch continued. “You only learn about the second project through the first one.”

Because the competition is very demanding and lasts a long time, the participating warriors will not take the academic year exams.

“This is the only good news I’ve heard these past few days,” Aaron exclaimed.

That's all I wanted to say.

“Barty,” Dumbledore said with concern, noticing Crouch’s dark circles under his eyes, “Why don’t you rest at Hogwarts for a day before you leave?”

"No, Dumbledore."

I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic; it's very busy and very difficult right now.

I temporarily put a new young employee in charge. He was very enthusiastic, but perhaps a little too enthusiastic.

"Alright! Let's at least have a drink before you go!"

"Maybe next time, I really don't have time this time," Crouch said, pulling a reluctant Bagman away.

Adrian walked up to Aaron, a playful smile on his lips. "The first project is going to be amazing, absolutely amazing. You just better not die!"

"Thanks for your concern." Aaron rolled his eyes. "Just don't forget what you promised me."

“And don’t forget what I asked of you,” Adrian chuckled. “If you can’t do it, then… well, there’s nothing I can do.”

Aaron gritted his teeth and said, "I understand."

"What did she ask of you?" Furong asked curiously.

"A potentially deadly request," Aaron said, somewhat disheartened. "In short, it's quite unfriendly to me."

“Professor Karkaroff, Madam Maxim, and Miss Klein, would you like a bedtime drink?” Dumbledore asked.

“No, I have something to do and need to leave for a few days.” Adrian waved his hand and walked towards the auditorium on his own.

Maxim remained silent, leading Fleur up the stairs, while Karkaroff quickly left with Krum.

"Then, only Hogwarts remains." Aaron shrugged, then looked at Dumbledore. "Does the Headmaster have any further instructions?"

"I suggest you go back to sleep," Dumbledore said with a smile. "I'm sure the students of Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff are waiting for you to celebrate together!"

The three of them exchanged a glance and walked out of the room together.

The auditorium was now empty, with pumpkin lanterns flickering on and off and candle flames dancing, creating a somewhat eerie festive atmosphere.

“I really didn’t expect to become your opponent,” Cedric laughed.

“I’ve thought about becoming your rival,” Aaron said calmly. “Among all the upperclassmen who have enrolled at Hogwarts, most of them are just there to make up the numbers, except for the prefects. You are the best of the four prefects.”

"I'm actually a little embarrassed to say that."

"But I really never imagined Harry Boots would become a Triwizard Tournament champion." Aaron looked speechlessly at the bewildered Harry. "What are your thoughts?"

No, this is too sudden.

I wasn't prepared at all; I never imagined someone would sign me up.

Cedric gave him a deep look, then a nonchalant smile spread across his face. "No need to be so nervous. Since you've signed up, just strive for that glory. I won't go easy on you just because you're young."

After Cedric finished speaking, he walked towards the small door on the right and went to Hufflepuff's common room.

“He seemed to distrust me,” Harry said, sounding aggrieved.

“It’s only human nature. Let alone Cedric, even Hermione and Ron might not believe you,” Aaron teased. “You explained this morning that you secretly registered last night, so you won’t feel embarrassed if you don’t get selected.”

Unfortunately, you happen to have the perfect tool for the crime: an invisibility cloak.

Harry's lips twitched slightly. He had only made a simple guess at the time, but he never expected it to happen to him.

"You said before that someone wanted me to participate in the competition, but why?"

"How should I know?" Aaron said speechlessly. "The only thing I'm sure of is that he has ill intentions. The Triwizard Tournament is still very dangerous for you."

"Danger?" Harry murmured, then his pupils widened instantly as if he had realized something, and he stood there stunned.

"what happened to you?"

“I remembered a dream I had during the summer vacation.” A hint of panic flashed in Harry’s eyes. “Voldemort, I dreamed about him.”

He was very weak, and even speaking required heavy breathing, but the insect tails were attending to him; they were plotting to kill me.

"Okay, I got it." Aaron nodded indifferently.

"This could be true; you know about Professor Trelawney's prediction."

"Don't get me wrong, I mean your dream might be true, and the prophecy might also be true."

But even if you hadn't had this dream, Voldemort would still want to kill you, wouldn't he?

Harry:......

That makes sense.

I actually worried for months about a fact that everyone knows.

"Oh, right, he seemed to have mentioned you in the dream too."

puff!

Aaron immediately lost his composure and grabbed Harry's arm, shaking it violently. "What did he say?"

“Don’t worry, he doesn’t mean to kill you,” Harry said quickly.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and slowly released Harry's arm, but the next sentence made Aaron stumble and almost tumble down the stairs.

"After killing me, he wants to capture you alive."

"Heh!" A bitter smile appeared on Aaron's lips. "Once, twice, and three times, it seems the great Dark Lord is really persistent with me!"

Harry, you absolutely can't get hurt! If you die, Voldemort's attention will all be on me.

Harry Potter: ......

Chapter 359 Support from various academies for the production of special bullets

Slytherin common room.

As soon as Aaron stepped through the doorway, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from inside.

"Our Slytherin warrior is back!" Neller led the applause, looking at Aaron with envy and jealousy. "I knew you would be selected when I found out you signed up, but I didn't expect you to be the only one from Slytherin, eliminating all of us upperclassmen."

“I didn’t expect that either.” Aaron shrugged modestly, then changed the subject, “But if I participate, my chances of winning for Slytherin are definitely greater than yours.”

"That's true."

“You can definitely beat the other contestants,” Draco said. “We don’t know much about the warriors of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, but we have faith in you.”

As for Hogwarts, Cedric might be a formidable opponent, but Harry Potter...

Haha! Mr. Porter might be feeling smug about being the champion right now, but I'm sure he'll regret it once the competition starts.

He had no idea how dangerous the three-way battle was, nor how powerful his opponents were.

Aaron smiled nonchalantly, looking at the twenty-odd wizards of all ages who were enthusiastically surrounding him, and felt a bit of a headache for a moment.

"Ahem! Ladies and gentlemen, it is a great honor to represent Slytherin in the Triwizard Tournament."

But your warriors also need rest. I need a quiet environment to think about how to deal with those three events, so... could you please move aside?

The group exchanged glances, then burst into laughter, clearing a path for Aaron to return to his dormitory.

“We need to find a way to support Aaron,” Draco suggested after Aaron left. “How about a badge?”

“I think it’s a good idea.” Walton nodded. “Hufflepuff and Gryffindor will definitely support their house’s hero, and Slytherin can’t be outdone.”

“And Ravenclaw,” said a third-year witch. “Ravenclaw doesn’t have any champions. If we can get Ravenclaw’s support, then our seniors will have the most supporters.”

Upon hearing this, everyone felt somewhat embarrassed.

That makes sense, but the problem is that Slytherin doesn't have a good relationship with the other three houses, and Ravenclaw might not support Slytherin.

“This is not a good situation!” Neller said with a wry smile. “Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff have a good relationship, they will definitely support Cedric.”

“Don’t worry,” Draco waved his hand and said, “Just send the badge over after it’s made. As long as we’re fast enough, they can only support Aaron for now.”

As for what happens next... I think after the first project is over, they'll realize how wise their decision was.

"That's all we can do for now."

Meanwhile, Cedric received a warm welcome from the Hufflepuffs upon returning to the common room.

Hufflepuff House has the lowest profile among the four houses of Hogwarts. They are law-abiding, hardworking, loyal, and have a relatively laid-back attitude, but this does not mean that they do not care about honor.

Cedric was their prefect, who had led them to victory in Quidditch matches and was the most prestigious among the Hufflepuffs. This time, he became Hogwarts' first champion, which greatly boosted the Hufflepuffs' prestige. All the Hufflepuffs from Year 1 to Year 7 were sincerely impressed.

Harry became much more reserved after returning to the common room at Hogwarts. Many people came to congratulate him, but he knew his own limitations. He believed that his enrollment was a complete accident or a conspiracy, but few people believed him. Instead, they thought it was an overly humble act.

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