Harry Potter Platinum Glory

The piece of parchment spat out by the Goblet of Fire was held in Dumbledore's hand.

"Durmstrong's champion is," he said clearly, "Victor Krum!"

Hearing Dumbledore's reading, Krum stood up, greeted the cheering Durmstrang students, and gave Augustus a defiant glance. Then, the Bulgarian walked along the staff table and entered the next room through the door.

The applause and conversation gradually subsided. Everyone's attention was now on the goblet again, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again. The second parchment, propelled by the flames, jumped out of the cup.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

Fleur stood up, her beautiful face glowing slightly, looking very charming, but the girl only smiled when she looked at Augustus.

When Furong also walked over, the auditorium became quiet again, and this time there was a strong excitement that could be tasted in the silence. Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts warriors...

At this moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks splattered, and the tongue of flame jumped high into the air, and Dumbledore drew a third parchment from the tip of the flame.

"The warriors of Hogwarts are," he exclaimed, "August. Black! 99

The school hall was silent for a moment, and the next second, deafening cheers broke out. Whether it was Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw, they all cheered wildly at this moment. Such a dazzling genius, who played on behalf of Hogwarts, won not only the honor of himself, but also the honor of everyone in the entire school, regardless of the academy, regardless of the bloodline, at this moment, the students of the entire Hogwarts school are already boiling. , The entire auditorium fell into a sea of ​​carnival, as if the champion of the Triwizard Tournament was already within reach at this moment.

Dumbledore looked at Augustus walking slowly from the long Slytherin table in surprise. He had no idea that Augustus' prestige in the school had reached such a level that even Voldemort back then couldn't compare at all. !

As for Karkaroff and Madame Maxime, their faces were solemn, and the name of Augustus had been heard even in the other side of Europe. Now, he is the warrior of Hogwarts. The representative of , I am afraid is an unprecedented strong enemy.

Augustus walked unhurriedly over the auditorium. For such a result, he had already guessed it, or he didn't have to guess. The Goblet of Fire chose people according to their strength, and there were students who were stronger than him in Hogwarts. Digory, it's just fireflies and the moon fighting for glory.

Go to the warrior's room behind the teacher's bench, go through the door, and there are portraits of wizards on the walls on both sides. In the fireplace opposite him, the fire was burning brightly.

Krum sensed the movement, turned around, and found it was Augustus, with an expression he knew earlier, "It seems that it will not be too late to compete with you on the same stage.

Whether it was sarcasm or disdain, Augustus raised the corner of his mouth with a slight smile, and replied casually, "You will be satisfied when the time comes.

Furong also stepped forward (bhci) in surprise at this time and hugged Augustus's arm. Before the professors came, the girl wanted to whisper something to Augustus.

After a while, the door to the room opened again, and a figure walked in hesitantly. Augustus turned to look, Potter was looking at the three of them hesitantly.

Furong turned her head and saw Potter, her azure blue eyes were full of doubts.

"What's the matter?" she asked, "do they want us to go back to the auditorium?

Harry's expression was a little embarrassed. He looked at the three people with puzzled or inquiring eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times without speaking.

Indeed, when Augustus won the warrior spot, although he was a little envious and jealous, he also joined the cheering ranks for this, after all, Augustus was representing Hogwarts to win glory. But now, when this happened, what would his image look like in the eyes of Augustus? Self-defeating, self-sufficient, despicable stealer? Harry could fully imagine what his classmates would say to him in the future.

"What's the matter, Potter, hesitancy doesn't seem to be your character." Although Augustus knew what was going on, he still asked.

Harry forced his concentration and sighed slightly, "I don't know what's wrong with the Goblet of Fire, but now, I'm also a Hogwarts warrior.

Fleur and Krum had shocked expressions on their faces, and two warriors appeared at Hogwarts? What is the situation? The black box operation inside the school? Even if this is the case, it is impossible to commit such an obvious violation...

Augustus looked at Harry thoughtfully, "You didn't sign up?"

Harry seemed to grab a life-saving straw, "I swear, I never signed up, trust me! I really don't know how the hell my name got in the Goblet of Fire.

Augustus nodded, "Don't worry, this matter still has to wait for the headmasters and Crouch Bagman to decide, rest assured, Dumbledore will handle it fairly.

He naturally knew who was responsible for this matter, Potter was indeed innocent, but he had no idea of ​​clearing Potter's name.

Ludo Bagman entered the room. He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him forward. "It's so bizarre!" he whispered, squeezing Harry's arm hard, "absolutely so bizarre! Mr. . - as incredible as it may seem - this is the fourth warrior in the Triwizard Tournament!"

Furong said unhappily, "No need to introduce, he has already made it clear before you came."

Apparently, Fleur has a lot of opinions on this sideways Potter. Potter is now obviously tarnishing the glory of Augustus. It would definitely be a good result to represent Hogwarts with the strength of Augustus. The addition of Te suddenly made things a little embarrassing.

Krum also looked at Potter with disdain. In his opinion, Augustus was the real opponent, and was this skinny kid just joking?

At this moment, there was a lot of messy footsteps on the other side of the door, and a large group of people rushed in: Professor Dumbledore, followed by old Crouch, Karkaroff, Maxim, Professor McGonagall, and Snee. general. Before Professor McGonagall closed the door, there were hundreds of students buzzing in the auditorium next door.

Madame Maxime straightened her large and tall frame. Her handsome head touched the candle-lit chandelier, and her huge black satin breast heaved violently. "What the hell does that mean, Dumbledore?" she said arrogantly.

"I'd like to know that too, Dumbledore," said Professor Karkaroff - with a icy smile on his face and his blue eyes as cold as ice, "there are two warriors at Hogwarts. ?I don't recall being told that the host school could have two warriors--haven't I read the bylaws carefully enough?"

"It's only Potter's fault, Karkaroff," said Snape softly, his dark eyes flashing with hostility. "Don't blame Dumbledore, it's Potter's insistence on breaking the rules. After entering the school, I kept breaking the school rules-"

"Thank you for your reminder, Severus." Dumbledore interrupted decisively, Snape didn't say any more, but still looked at Potter a little unkindly.

"Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman," said Karkaroff, "you two are our fairest judges. You must also think this is extremely inappropriate, don't you?"

"We must abide by the regulations. The regulations clearly stipulate that anyone whose name is sprayed from the Goblet of Fire must compete in the Triwizard Tournament." Mr. Crouch looked much older.

"I insisted that my other students re-enroll," Karkaroff said. His voice darkened, his smile faded, and the look on his face was horribly ugly, "You have to put the Goblet of Fire back, and we'll keep adding names to it until each school has two warriors. Only fair, Dumbledore.

"But Karkaroff, I'm afraid it won't work," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire has just gone out -- won't rekindle until the next Tournament --"

"—During the next hegemony tournament, Durmstrang will never participate!" Karkaroff thundered, "We have held so many meetings, and after so many negotiations and negotiations, I didn't expect such a situation to happen. Thing! I just want to leave now!"

"Blushing threat, Karkaroff!" growled a voice at the door. "You can't leave your warrior now. He has to play. They all have to play. bound by a magic contract.

Moody walked slowly into the room. He limped toward the fire, and every time his right foot landed, there was a loud bang, bang, bang.