Hogwarts: Frog Cub Brings Back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the Start

With sparks appearing in midair, another piece of parchment with its corners burned to ashes jumped out of the Goblet of Fire.

Dumbledore held Cedric's parchment in his hand and looked a little stunned for a while.

Why is there an extra one all of a sudden?

The sudden fourth piece of paper instantly attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's face was filled with blank expressions.

Isn't the Warriors tryouts over?

The warriors of the three schools have all been selected - why is there another one suddenly?

Not only the little wizards below, the professors above and the principals of the other two colleges, even Dumbledore didn't understand—

However, he still subconsciously caught the fourth piece of parchment that was slowly falling, and his eyes looked at the name on it with a serious look.

The name was very familiar to him...

Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Gryffindor's table, his amiable eyes were now full of seriousness and doubts, he hesitated for a moment, and then said loudly: "Harry Potter—"

After hearing the name 13, the entire auditorium fell into a strange silence for a while, and soon, the silence must be followed by noisy discussions.

At Gryffindor's dining table, everyone's eyes were on Harry Potter, with puzzled eyes in their eyes.

"How did you get past Professor Dumbledore's age limit?"

As the captain of Gryffindor Quidditch, Wood couldn't help asking with wide eyes.

He remembered that Harry wasn't even seventeen yet.

"It's not fair - Dumbledore, you now have two warriors in your academy, that's cheating!"

With a loud noise, Karkaroff clapped his reddened hands on the table, stood up angrily, and shouted loudly.

Not only him, but even Maxim who was sitting beside him didn't look very good.

After all, there are now two heroes at Hogwarts, and one in each of the other two schools - it's not fair at all in terms of numbers!

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However, Dumbledore was about to speak when he saw another spark in the Goblet of Fire.

Then came another piece of charred parchment...

"Harry Potter?"

Dumbledore subconsciously said the name above, and then set his eyes on Harry, who looked blank.

"What's the matter, Lou En, you put two pieces of parchment?"

Harry felt the increasingly weird gazes around him, and couldn't help but whispered to the blond wizard next to him.

"I only put one. As for the other... Maybe someone else put it in for you."

Lou En half-squinted his pale blue eyes, and subconsciously looked at Professor Moody, who was in the professor's position.

"Who put the other one?

Harry couldn't help but wonder.

But Lou En shook his head, and the meaning was obvious.

He didn't know it himself.

"Perhaps when it's over, you'll have to give me an explanation, Potter first—"

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, the Goblet of Fire beside him once again burst into flames.

The sixth parchment came out.

"Oh, my Merlin, this isn't a Triwizard Tournament!

Flitwick, who was sitting in the classroom, couldn't help but sigh.

"Dumbledore, whose name is it written on?"

Karkaroff suppressed the anger in his heart and couldn't help but ask him.

"Fred Weasley.

Dumbledore whispered the name that shouldn't have come out above.

"Ha, I knew I could be a warrior! 99

Fred said excitedly.

The little lions at the Gryffindor table subconsciously applauded him, along with three other wizards at the table.

Although I don't know how they managed to break through the age limit, since they can be selected as warriors by the flames...

However, Dumbledore's gaze did not look at the happy Fred, but shifted to the Goblet of Fire behind him.

The blue and white flames in the wooden cup are beating constantly, as if they are getting more and more vigorous.

Sure enough, another piece of parchment came out of it.

"Lou En Geralt!"

He whispered the name above softly, as always.

After hearing this familiar name, applause and cheers gradually broke out in the auditorium, but the sound was not as warm as the previous few times...

Counting Geralt, there are now six warriors.

Who knows if there will be others coming out later?

And Karkaroff's complexion has completely darkened, he gritted his teeth hard and looked at the cup that was still burning.

There is definitely something wrong with this broken cup!

There are only three schools participating this time, and even if they cheated, there are only three warriors selected in the end.

But what about now?

It's already the sixth one, and there are no six schools here to participate in the competition!

The blue-white flame disappeared in an instant.

"George Weasley!"

"Ronald Weasley!

Dumbledore pronounced these two familiar names, and even if he was stupid, he knew that the problem with the Goblet of Fire must have something to do with the people in front of him.

"Will we be fired for doing this?"

Ronald looked at Dumbledore who was waiting for the flames above, and asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I've left some behind.

Faced with this worry, Lou En shook his head gently and whispered.

"Backhand, what backhand?"

Harry also asked quickly.

"You'll know in a moment.

Lou En looked at Karkaroff not far away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Poliaco - Warrior of Durmstrang."

The flames surged, and Dumbledore read out the name of the parchment in his hand.

This time it was finally not Hogwarts, but Durmstrang.

And Karkaroff's gloomy expression changed instantly.

He didn't expect to hear another wizard from his school!

"I originally put only the names of the six of us. After thinking about it, I added the names of the other two schools."

Lou En whispered.

"Six?"

Hermione froze for a moment, looking at him with brown eyes a little suspiciously.

"Aren't we five?

"And a Slytherin, my best friend."

Lou En put his eyes on the Goblet of Fire and explained.

"Best friend, is it a horse—"

"Draco Malfoy, Warrior of Hogwarts."

Before Hermione could say the name, Dumbledore, who was standing above, had already read it out in a plain and complicated tone with the parchment in his hand.

"Wait - what's this none of my business?! 35

Malfoy's eyes widened instantly after hearing his name, and he didn't dare to believe.