Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

"Age line?" Zhou Hong's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "That's easy, since Dumbledore didn't directly set up obstacles on the Goblet of Fire, it means that the Goblet of Fire doesn't have the ability to distinguish the ages of the contestants, so As long as you find a way to bypass the age limit and throw the note into the Goblet of Fire, it can be considered as a successful registration."

Colin's younger brother Dennis asked with confusion in his big eyes:

"But how do we get around the age line?"

"Stupid!" Zhou Hong said disdainfully, "Use the aging agent."

"But...we don't have aging agents?"

"Don't worry about it, I have my own way!"

Zhou Hong curled his lips, not planning to continue talking to this idiot.

At the same time, he secretly made a decision in his heart, to find the potion maker tonight!

Anyway, that guy is so kind to him, so he will definitely agree to such a small request.

On the other side, the long table of Slytherin was lifeless, and the students who were showing off their might just now were like eggplants beaten by frost.

For no other reason, no one from their house is eligible to participate in the competition for Hogwarts warriors.

It puts these proud teenagers to shame.

In contrast, the Durmstrang students who were at the same table with them were quite happy. They swept away the food on the long Slytherin table as if they had never eaten.

"Okay, let's go back to the ship." Karkaroff came to the Slytherin table. "Viktor, how are you feeling? Are you full? Shall I send someone to bring some hot food from the kitchen?" Wine?"

Krum shook his head silently, then stood up and put on the fur cloak again.

"Professor, I want to drink some wine." Another Durmstrang boy swallowed his saliva and salivated.

However, Karkaroff actually changed his attitude towards Krum as if he was his own son, turned his head and reprimanded severely:

"I didn't ask you! Oh! Merlin's beard! You're dripping food on the front of your robe again, you stupid boy, you're a rot!"

After finishing speaking, Karkaroff snorted and turned around to take Krum away.

And the rest of Durmstrang seemed to have gotten used to the different treatment from their professors, and followed without saying a word, even the boy who was scolded was no exception.

Witnessing all this, Chris had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, he rubbed the knuckles of his right ring finger with his left hand like he was rubbing a ring.

...

The next day was Saturday, and on this day in the past, the students went to breakfast very late.

However, when Mike and others came to the auditorium today, they found that there was already a circle full of people.

Mike's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. They all cast fiery glances at Mike, and at the same time automatically made way for Mike to walk to the Goblet of Fire in front of them.

When he got closer, Mike discovered that the Goblet of Fire from last night was still placed in the center of the auditorium, and on the floor, there was still a circle of thin gold lines that completely wrapped the cup inside.

"Did someone put a name in?"

Facing Mike's inquiry, Ron, who was still crowded in the crowd, immediately got out and said excitedly:

"Durmstrang's group voted in this morning, but for some reason, I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts sign up until now."

Mike nodded, just about to speak, but Franklin on the side stepped forward and said:

"It's not surprising at all. Now who in Hogwarts doesn't know that our warriors will be selected from among Mike and Cedric? Anyone else signing up will be humiliating themselves.

Will be ridiculed! So if I were them, I would definitely choose a time when no one is around to put my name in! "

Ron opened his mouth slightly, and he crumpled up a piece of paper in his hand and secretly stuffed it into his pocket.

He was originally going to sign up for a try, but after hearing Franklin's words, he suddenly wasn't ready to go.

Seeming to see Ron's embarrassment, Mike immediately began to change the subject.

"And Harry, isn't he trying to sign up?"

"He's losing his temper in the dormitory now." Ron said, "Dumbledore found him last night and told him not to sign up. He said that the three-final match was too dangerous, and he was afraid of accidents."

"I think what Dumbledore said is right!" Hermione's voice came suddenly, "The top three is really dangerous, and even if Harry signs up, he will definitely not be selected. In fact, I think the age limit is not at all There is no need for it to exist, after all, unless someone cheats, the Goblet of Fire must select the strongest person from their respective schools, such a strong person will not be surprised even if they are young."

After that, Hermione sneaked a glance at Mike.

Mike, on the other hand, shook his head secretly. Hermione's time in the wizarding society is still too short, and she doesn't know many things.

Just like what Fudge said before, cheating has always been the practice of the Triwizard Tournament.

The three finals test not only the individual abilities of the warriors, but also the abilities of each school.

Thinking of this, Mike took out a small note and started walking towards the Goblet of Fire in the center of the auditorium.

Seeing this, the students who were whispering around all held their breath, and opened their eyes wide to look at Mike who was slowly approaching the Goblet of Fire.

The age line passed smoothly.

The note was thrown into the Goblet of Fire smoothly.

Accompanied by a bang, the flames in the cup rose sharply, engulfing the note.

Immediately there was a burst of cheers from around, and amidst the cheers, two small figures pushed through the crowd and came to the front of the age line.

"Ready, Dennis!"

"certainly!"

"Then let's get started!"

Zhou Hong and Dennis looked at each other, took out a bottle at the same time, pulled out the cork and drank the liquid inside.

Afterwards, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhou Hong and Dennis rushed towards the age line as if they were going to platform 9 and 3/4 for the first time!

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the thin golden thread around the Goblet of Fire flashed.

Afterwards, everyone saw Zhou Hong and Dennis flying upside down at a faster speed than before. Before they got up after landing, white beards grew on their faces at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching to their chests. Just stopped.

"Hahahahaha!"

Only then did the onlookers react and let out deafening laughter.

In the midst of this laughter, Zhou Hong and Dennis were not angry either. Instead, they also laughed out loud after discovering the changes in themselves.

Mike walked up to them and helped the two brats up, while looking at Benjamin with questioning eyes.

In his opinion, Zhou Hong and Dennis, the two brats, would never be able to get the aging agent, so the only possibility is that someone else gave it to them.

And Benjamin's suspicion is undoubtedly the biggest.

There are still many people who have the same idea as Mike, and Franklin and others looked at Benjamin almost immediately.

Benjamin, who was watched by everyone, clenched his fists and glared angrily at Zhou Hong, who was still laughing beside Mike, and said through gritted teeth:

"They approached me, but I turned them down!"

"Hahaha! I can't stand George, this is so funny!"

"Who said it wasn't, Fred, they actually tried it!"

The Weasley brothers on the side finally couldn't help it anymore and started laughing loudly.

When Benjamin saw this, he hurried to the two of them and asked:

"You gave them the aging agent? You gave it to them even though you knew it wouldn't work?!"

"Of course! Hong is your younger brother after all. We still have to give you face." The Weasley brothers looked at each other and laughed loudly. Mingtou, as their seniors, we have to teach them a lesson! Hahaha!"

Benjamin's fist clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again. After going back and forth several times, he sighed deeply and silently came to Zhou Hong's side.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary. It's not a joke to use aging agents indiscriminately."

This time, unexpectedly, Zhou Hong didn't refuse Benjamin's extended hand, and slowly reached for it and left.

And the Weasley brothers looked at Benjamin's back, holding one hand and walking away, and smiled even more happily.

Seeing this, Mike also returned to the crowd and laughed.

He was still worried that Zhou Hong and Dennis, these two brats, were too skinny and no one could hold them back.

But now it seems that ginger is still old and spicy.

These two children are still too young compared to the Weasley brothers.

After the business was done, Mike and the others did not separate to do their own things as usual, but found a long table and sat down to chat.

Due to Halloween, the decoration in the auditorium has changed again.

A swarm of live bats flitted around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of minifigures carved from pumpkins looked out at the setting sun from every corner.

Near noon, the girls of Beauxbatons finally arrived at Hogwarts Castle.

They lined up in a neat line, and under the leadership of Ms. Maxim, they entered the age line one by one for registration.

Furong was the first to complete the registration, and she did not continue to return to the team after completing the registration, but came to Mike and sat down.

She obviously felt that the conversation at the dinner party yesterday was not enjoyable enough, and she planned to continue today.

It's a pity that Penello is also there, and they can't talk openly at all.

While observing Beauxbaton's team, Mike found that the only Beauxbaton boy did not show up last night, so he asked Fleur.

But Fu Rong replied indifferently when she heard the words:

"You said Timmy, Ms. Maxim didn't intend to let him sign up at all. She brought him here this time just to let him see the world."

Black lines appeared on Mike's face. It seemed that Beauxbaton's feminist trend was really successful.

It's all over the place.

"Where did you sleep last night?" Franklin asked curiously, "If you don't feel comfortable sleeping, you are welcome to come to the Ravenclaw lounge at any time."

"You don't have to worry about it, our carriage is very big."

Furong didn't even turn her head, and her tone was a little impatient.

Since she was a child, she has encountered too many people like Franklin who turned into a dog licking as soon as they met, which made her used to treating these people roughly.

After all, she is too beautiful.

She is so beautiful that no matter how rough she is with those licking dogs, they won't care.

Fu Rong continued to talk to Mike in a soft voice, not paying any attention to Penello's murderous eyes.

She is also used to this, she herself was isolated by all the girls in Beauxbatons.

After all, she is too beautiful.

So pretty that other girls are jealous.

In addition, her veela mixed blood is much inferior to the mudblood's Muggle blood in the eyes of purebloods, so it is normal to be isolated.

"Furong, we should go."

Ms. Maxim's unique voice came from not far away, and Furong said goodbye to Mike reluctantly, and returned to Beauxbaton's team under the regretful eyes of the boys and the murderous eyes of the girls. , left the auditorium.

"You like her very much?"

Hilary threw a proposition to Franklin with resentful eyes, and Franklin shuddered immediately when he heard the words, and quickly waved his hand to deny it.

Mike smiled when he saw this, took a sip from his teacup, but felt a resentful look staring at him beside him.

Turning his head away, looking at the seemingly calm Penello, Mike didn't say anything.

He just held Penello's hand silently, and at the same time smiled at Penello.

Penello seemed to have answered something from Mike's smile, and the frowning brows were finally loosened.

Everything is unspoken.

The winter sun always goes off work so early, and when the sun fully sets, Hogwarts' annual Halloween dinner finally begins.

Unlike previous years, Hogwarts students seem to have lost interest in those wonderful performances and delicious food. They are always whispering, and their eyes are always looking at the one who has been moved to the staff. The Goblet of Fire floated in front of the seat.

Mike was also looking in that direction, but what he was looking at was not the Goblet of Fire, but the people in the classroom seats.

Moody, this guy is back!

He is still dressed in the same way for thousands of years, but he has worn out a lot. It seems that dealing with the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot Council is quite exhausting for him.

By now, Mike can basically confirm that this Moody is genuine.

After all, the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot are not Hogwarts. There are so many detection methods there that it is outrageous. Mike doesn't believe that Barty Jr. can still keep his secrets under such circumstances.

But new problems also followed.

Now that this Moody is real, where is Barty Crouch Jr.?

Could it be pretending to be someone else?

Mike glanced back and forth at the people sitting in the faculty seats, as if trying to see through their possible disguise.

Or.

Barty Crouch Jr. never came to Hogwarts at all? Voldemort didn't move at all?

Thinking so, Mike finally moved his eyes away and looked at the Goblet of Fire again.

That question will be answered tonight.

Just wait to see if Harry will become the fourth warrior like in the original book later.