Hogwarts Homecoming

The longest silence since the beginning of the meeting occurred. Everyone was staring at Amosta Brain, but no one made a sound.

Amosta's proposal has gone beyond the scope of whimsy, it can be said to be unbelievable!

"Aha!"

Suddenly at a certain moment, in the portrait frame hanging on the wall, Sirius's great-grandfather, Phineas Black, shouted loudly,

"That's great, Amosta. What a great idea. There's no better person to choose. I totally agree!"

Waves of support emerged one after another. Principal Dippet, who had always been at odds with Phineas, agreed with Phineas's point of view for the first time. He applauded Amosta's idea vigorously and uttered approval with his colleagues. sound.

Dumbledore didn't seem particularly surprised by Amosta's proposal. However, when Amosta said the proposal, the light from his blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses flickered, as if there was something there. There was some hesitation, but after seeing Amosta's unwavering face, Dumbledore finally made no objection.

Professor McGonagall's tense expression finally softened. She glanced sideways at Karkaroff, whose yellow cheeks were gradually turning red, and the corners of her mouth curved.

Perhaps Moody was the only person at the conference table who knew what Amosta's proposal represented. He did not object verbally, and there was a layer of indifference in his eyes.

The hesitation shown by Ludo Bagman is understandable to everyone. As the only official from the Ministry of Magic attending this meeting, Ludo felt that he should raise the issue, but this proposal came from Amosta. This man had a lot of leverage in his hands, so he rationally remained silent.

And Madame Maxime, who had high expectations from Karkaroff, did not say a word for him. She saw Amosta's proposal clearly, and it was for the little warrior Karkaroff gave to Hogwarts. The punishment of trouble is no longer just about selecting the most important people for the warriors, but it has risen to a more complex struggle. Madame Maxime does not want to step into this muddy water, lest the Beauxbatons warriors was affected.

Besides, provoking Brian Karkaroff is somewhat self-inflicted.

The portraits were still yelling, and the silent people at the conference table finally made Karkaroff realize that no one would say "just words" for him, and he could only fight for himself.

"absurd!"

Karkaroff clenched his fists, and the rapid rise and fall of his chest showed his anger and panic.

"If you haven't forgotten, Brian, I am the principal of Durmstrang and one of the judges this time. I need to supervise whether the competition is fair and just, and I need to score the warriors!"

"That's not a problem, is it?"

Amosta was smiling, and his eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he was looking at a fish pinned to the chopping board. Although he was still jumping around now, the outcome was actually already doomed.

"The second game is different from the first game. My surveillance camera cannot live broadcast the whole process underwater. The score of the warriors depends on whether they can complete the task and how long it takes, and their underwater performance will be in the game. After the end, the mermaid told us that this means that you are fully qualified to not only assume the responsibility of the judge, but also be able to appear in the competition as Mr. Krum's 'most important person'!"

Amosta's lavender eyes were bright and her voice became light.

"I'm a little envious, Professor Karkaroff."

Karkaroff's expression was a little ferocious, and he tried to take it out with pale excuses.

"I'm not the most important person to Viktor, Brian. He has some really good friends, his Quidditch teammates in Bulgaria, and...his parents."

"But we don't have time to go to Bulgaria to 'kidnap' Mr. Krum's teammates and parents, right?"

Amosta chuckled,

"Please don't be modest, Professor Karkaroff. We all know that Mr. Krum is your favorite disciple, and you are also a respectable professor and elder to him. In the current situation, you are the most important person." The right person."

Seeing that Karkarov still wanted to argue, Amosta's expression suddenly darkened and he sighed.

"I don't understand why you are not happy, Professor Karkaroff. This is undoubtedly a very rare experience, isn't it? It will undoubtedly be a good story when a student saves his professor. You and Mr. Krum will be the most knowledgeable people in the world." A combination of human eyeballs, and at the same time, this will deepen the relationship between you teachers and students, killing multiple birds with one stone!"

Just like the excuse Karkaroff used to cause trouble for Hermione, Amosta's words were so reasonable that even Karkaroff himself was speechless and truly felt that it was indeed the case!

But Karkaroff looked at Amosta, who looked calm, suspiciously.

Would Blaine be so kind? Especially when he had just caused a stumbling block for Hogwarts.

"Is this allowed, Mr. Bagman?"

Madame Maxime looked at Ludo and raised her doubts.

"Oh, I think—how do I put it—"

Ludo was also a little unsure. He hesitated and said,

"At least according to the rules, there is no prohibition that because the person elected as the most important will be in a coma waiting for rescue, they cannot give more help to the warriors. Of course, as Amosta said, this is indeed a good thing Topics Daily Prophet reporters will love—"

"Unless you can come up with someone more convincing, Professor Karkaroff,"

Amosta said decisively,

"Otherwise, you are the most suitable candidate."

Karkaroff said nothing, still calculating the pros and cons of this matter, but Amosta was already consulting the people who had the right to express their opinions one by one to see if they had different opinions. The result was that everyone agreed with this. proposal.

"Okay, then it's decided!"

After exchanging glances with Dumbledore, Amosta stood up, put his palms on the edge of the table, and said happily, looking at Ludo

"We don't have much time anymore. Next, please ask Mr. Bagman, the representative of the Ministry of Magic, to accompany you all the way and bring the most important people of the warriors to the small room behind the auditorium. We still need a little time to explain to them. Then, after casting a spell to put these people to sleep, I will hand them over to the mermaids and they will escort them to the end of the race."

"etc!"

Karkaroff's eyebrows jumped. Faced with everyone's gaze and questioning, he put on a fake smile and said to Dumbledore,

"Dear old fellow, Dumbledore, I'd rather you make sure I'm safe underwater!"

The portraits of past principals still haven't calmed down. Many people in them are accusing Karkaroff of being a coward, and some of the attendees also expressed hidden disdain towards Karkaroff.

"I have full confidence that Amosta's magic will be fine, but if you insist, Professor Karkaroff,"

Dumbledore nodded,

"I can come and cast a spell for you."

Dumbledore's assurance finally made Karkaroff look more relieved.

However, when he walked out of Dumbledore's office, stood in the corridor and looked at the sky through the corridor, the east was about to dawn, the dark stars were looming on the sky, and the black lake where he had lived for half a year looked like a terrifying giant beast. His ferocious mouth exposed the throat of the abyss, which was bottomless and exuded a strong aura of death.

An indescribable but real panic of impending disaster lingered in his heart.

Amosta Brain was talking to Madame Maxime, and the rest of the people were following behind them. Dumbledore was at the end. He noticed that Karkaroff had fallen behind, so he stopped and turned around. Looking towards him,

"Professor Karkaroff?"

Dumbledore, who had a calm face, asked in a polite tone.

"Here you go, Professor Dumbledore."

Karkaroff shook his head, pushed the illusion out of his mind, and strode to follow.