God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

"A formidable opponent indeed."

"No, we have to be vigilant."

"Yes, we have to form an alliance!"

"You can't let these two inexplicable women succeed!"

Unconsciously, the two girls have reached a consensus, which is really gratifying.

During the banquet, the two seats that had been vacant had just been filled.Ludo Bagman sat on the other side of Professor Karkaroff, and Mr. Crouch, Percy's immediate superior, sat next to Mrs. Maxime.

In fact, since the end of the World Cup, Ye Ting has not seen Ludo Bagman for a long time. It seems that he lost a lot of money in the gambling game. He is escaping debts everywhere, Ye Ting still remembers , he owed himself, Hermione, and Penello a huge sum of Galleons.

With Ye Ting's ability, it is absolutely impossible for Ludo Bagman to escape this debt. Maybe he will have to raise money to repay this debt for the rest of his life.

Chapter 0237 Special Guests

Dumbledore stood up again when the golden plates were being scrubbed again.A feeling of excitement and tension seemed to pervade the auditorium.The little wizards also felt a burst of excitement, not knowing what program was next.Many leaned forward and stared at Dumbledore with great concentration.

"The time has finally come," said Dumbledore, smiling at the sullen faces. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I'd like to explain a few words before I bring the box in—"

"—I'm going to explain our program of activities this school year. But first, allow me to introduce two guests, as there are still people who don't know them, this is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic,"

There was sparse applause in the auditorium.

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sport at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause was much louder for Bagman than for Mr. Crouch, perhaps because of his lesser fame as a hitter, or perhaps just because he looked so much kinder.He waved his hand cheerfully in thanks, and when Barty Crouch's name was just introduced, Crouch neither smiled nor waved.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to organize the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "plus we have a special guest who has invited This guest is me, but I am honored that both Mr. Barty Crouch and Mr. Ludo Bagman have agreed to have this young man as a guest in the work of the Triwizard Tournament, he is us A famous genius - Mr. Ting Ye."

Although Ye Ting had already suggested that he would not participate in the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore still put forward this suggestion, because it was a constraint on Ye Ting, lest a good game become a joke.

After all, Ye Ting's strength has reached the point where he can compete with himself. Such a master joining the Triwizard Tournament is completely crushing the game.

After he finished speaking, the little wizards from the three academies all turned to Ye Ting.

The difference is that the little wizards at Hogwarts are full of admiration, pride and relief, while the little wizards of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are full of dissatisfaction, they don't know Ye Ting, So everyone is questioning why this boy can become a staff member of the Triwizard Tournament at such a young age.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Ting stood up calmly and nodded to everyone.

Dumbledore had mentioned this to him privately, and he agreed.

Because, in this Triwizard Tournament, he has his own business to do.

He knew that Barty Crouch Jr., disguised as Moody, would surreptitiously sign up for Harry Potter and steal the trophy.

His purpose is to have Harry Potter teleport to the graveyard after touching the trophy, and then use him to resurrect Voldemort.

After Voldemort is resurrected, he will have a fight with Harry Potter in the cemetery, and Ye Ting is ready to achieve some of his own goals there, so that even if Dumbledore doesn't give him the position, he will find a way Sneak into the final scene secretly.

Therefore, when Dumbledore made an invitation, he agreed with the flow of the boat, and he could implement the plan aboveboard and take care of Hermione during the game. Why not?

After Ye Ting sat down, Dumbledore continued to introduce.

"The above three - Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman, and Mr. Ye will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim to form a jury to judge the efforts of the warriors."

As soon as they heard the word "warrior", the students seemed to be more attentive.Dumbledore also seemed to notice their sudden silence, and saw him smile slightly, and said, "Mr. Filch, please bring the box up."

No one noticed that Filch had been lurking in a corner of the Great Hall just now, and now he was walking towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels that looked very old.The students watched in trance and discussed with great interest.

"The specifics of this year's Warriors game have been carefully scrutinized by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman," Dumbledore said, as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him. "They There are also many necessary arrangements for each project. There are three projects in total, which are carried out at different times throughout the school year, and they will test the warriors in many different ways...they will test their talents in magic - their courage and Their ability to reason—and, of course, their ability to overcome danger..."

Hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, and everyone seemed to stop breathing.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors competing," Dumbledore continued calmly, "representing one participating school. We will rate them according to the quality of each event they complete, and when the three events are over, The Warriors with the most points will win the Trifecta. The Warriors are selected by a fair picker, and it's the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box.The lid creaked open slowly.Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet.The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was full of bluish-white flames throbbing inside.

Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the auditorium could see it clearly.

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," Dumbledore said. Sign up within four hours. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will choose the names of three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be in the foyer for anyone willing to participate The students who are campaigning can have access to it.”

"In order to avoid the temptation of underage students," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line. boundaries."

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who is going to participate in the campaign to pay attention that this competition is not a child's play, and don't participate rashly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must stick to the game to the end. throwing your name into the cup, in fact, forms a magical contract that must be kept. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So please think twice and find out that you really want to participate in the game, Put the name in the glass again. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night everyone."

Chapter 0238 Ethical Drama and Ageing Agents

As everyone left the hall, there was a small conflict at the door.

As he passed the gate, Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff accidentally saw Harry Potter, and he was immediately stunned.He stopped and stared at Harry, as if not believing his own eyes.

Durmstrang's students followed behind the headmaster and stopped.

Karkaroff's eyes moved slowly to Harry's face, fixed on the scar.

At this time, an angry voice came from behind him.

"Yes, that's Harry Potter."

Karkaroff turned sharply.Mad-Eye Moody stood there, leaning heavily on his cane, his enchanted eye staring unblinkingly at Durmstrang's headmaster.

His face turned pale, with a terrifying mixture of resentment and fear.

"It's you!" he said, staring blankly at Moody, as if not sure he really saw him.

"It's me," Moody said sullenly. "Unless you have something to say to Potter, Karkaroff, hurry up. You've blocked the door."