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

"It can't be - why is there my name?!"

Just after Dumbledore finished reading the name on the parchment, Malfoy sitting on the long Slytherin table froze for a moment, and he shouted in disbelief.

He had clearly never approached the Goblet of Fire - even if he wanted to, his age would not allow it!

But... why did his name appear in the Goblet of Fire and was selected as a warrior?

Is someone hurting him?

Just when Malfoy was stunned, Goyle and Crabbe, who were next to him, cheered loudly, and took the lead in bringing applause to the silent auditorium.

Followed by the wizards of Slytherin as a whole.

Hearing the applause that gradually grew louder, Malfoy's mouth twitched involuntarily, and the shocked expression on his face became a little stiff.

Although he wanted to question Dumbledore out loud, he clearly didn't put his name into the Goblet of Fire.

But after hearing the cheers and applause around him, he felt that he should sit down first.

Dumbledore did not set his sights on Malfoy who had become a warrior, but continued to observe the blue-and-white flames that were still beating.

Since the flame in the cup has not been extinguished, it means that there are still selected warriors who have not come out.

"Sybill Milfowler - Warriors of Beauxbatons!

Dumbledore read the above name aloud, and looked at Ms. Maxim, who was not far away.

Just like Karkaroff just now, after hearing that another warrior came out of her academy, Ms. Maxim's face became ugly.

"Someone's making trouble, Dumbledore! 35

She suppressed the anger in her heart and said in a low voice.

If it's just a bunch of warriors appearing at Hogwarts, it can be said that they are cheating.

But now both of their schools have produced a second warrior, which means that someone is deliberately making trouble.

"We do not agree with this unfair game`!"

Karkaroff also shouted loudly.

"Maybe we can wait for all the Warriors roster to come out, and then go back and talk about it slowly. 35

"Sicum Delves - Durmstrang."

Dumbledore didn't have time to answer the others, reached out and picked up the parchment in the air, and whispered the name on it.

The entire auditorium was very chaotic at this time, and all the wizards were whispering in low voices, discussing what happened.

Gryffindor's table.

"how did you do it?""

George glanced at Dumbledore above with a guilty conscience, then turned his head and asked Lou En in a low voice.

It turned out that this was what he was preparing for.

Not only Hogwarts, but also the other two schools were pulled into the water by the way.

If this continues, the number of three schools will probably become seven warriors.

The Triwizard Tournament has also turned into a Twenty-One Tournament -- my Merlin.

This is simply unheard of in the history of magic.

"And how did you know those names?"

Hermione also asked in confusion.

"It's just a little Confusion Charm.

Lou En put one hand on his face, looked at Karkaroff and Maxim above with interest, and explained softly.

He didn't need the names of the wizards of the other two schools at all, after all, there was a lot of parchment in the Goblet of Fire who wanted to become warriors.

All that's left is to simply use the Confusion Charm to make the cup mistakenly believe that the contestants in it are from other schools.

"Speaking of... shouldn't we go to the back room?

Ronald asked weakly.

Originally, he was a little flustered at first, but after learning about the so-called backhand, his flustered heart gradually calmed down.

Seeing so many people together, he was relieved.

"Wait a minute, Headmaster Dumbledore is still reading his name.

Fred raised his eyebrows and said involuntarily.

Except for the first three warriors who have been selected, almost no one who has been selected has left the table.

Because the situation behind is not right, they don't know whether they should go or not.

Pieces of parchment paper after another appeared in the air for about ten minutes.

The bluish-white flames that danced inside the Goblet of Fire faded as the last of the charred parchment appeared in Dumbledore's hands.

In the end, it turned into a puff of white smoke and slowly disappeared into the auditorium.

This means that the name of the last warrior is already in hand.

"Akar Hestra - Warrior of Durmstrang.

Dumbledore raised his head and glanced at the group of sturdy wizards next to Slytherin, one of whom was wearing a red costume and raised his hands in excitement.

However, the entire auditorium was silent for a while, the applause seemed sparse, and there was no enthusiasm at all.

".々 Okay, so far, the selection of warriors has been completely over - everyone has seen it, and there was a little accident during the period.

Dumbledore threw the parchment in his hand in the air and walked slowly towards Maxim and Karkaroff.

"This thing is so bizarre!" Dumbledore whispered, and he looked at the other two principals, "This Triwizard Tournament has a total of 21 players, Dumbledore, Burr The three schools of Sparton and Hogwarts are divided into seven warriors."

"It's really my negligence that this happened."

He looked at the embarrassed two people in front of him with bright eyes and said.

"(Moneyed) Dumbledore, maybe we should cross-examine one by one - with Veritaserum!95

Karkaroff's face was a little gloomy, and his tone was full of anger.

"I refuse trash!

Maxim glanced at him in disgust, and refused directly without thinking about it.

She is the so-called headmaster in front of her. She used to be a veritable Death Eater. If Karkaroff hadn't betrayed his colleagues, she would still be in Azkaban now.

"We should go to the back and ask carefully."

Dumbledore's amiable gaze turned calm, and he turned to look at the lively auditorium below, casting a spell that amplified his voice.

"The twenty-one warriors who have been selected now come to the back room!

"Let's go, it looks like the Twenty-One Tournament is about to start!"

The corners of Lou En's mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but jokingly,