The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

As Harry sat there, he realized that everyone in the Great Hall had turned their heads and looked at him. He was stunned, his mind went blank. He must be dreaming. He must have heard wrong just now.

There was no applause. A buzzing sound began to fill the auditorium, like countless angry bees chirping. Some students even stood up to get a better look at Harry, but Harry sat stiffly in his seat, as if frozen.

Professor McGonagall stood up at the guest chair, walked quickly past Ludo Bagman and Professor Karkaroff, and whispered eagerly in Professor Dumbledore's ear. Dumbledore listened attentively and frowned slightly. He frowned.

Harry turned to look at Ron beside him. He saw that the students at the long Gryffindor table behind them were staring at him with their mouths wide open.

"I didn't put my name in it. Harry said blankly,"You know I don't.""

They also looked at him blankly and stared at him blankly.

At the guest of honor, Professor Dumbledore straightened up and nodded towards Professor McGonagall.

"Leigh Porter! he shouted again,"Harry!" Please come up here!"

"Go ahead. Ron urged in a low voice, pushing Harry slightly.

Harry stood up, stepped on the hem of his robes, and stumbled slightly. He walked along the line between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables. He walked forward through the passage. He felt that this road seemed extremely long, and the guest seat seemed always so far away. He could feel hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, and it seemed that each eye could not be the same. A searchlight. The hum of discussion became louder and louder. It seemed like an entire hour passed before he finally reached Dumbledore. He felt that all the teachers' eyes were on him.

"Okay...get in that door, Harry."Dumbledore said. There was no smile on his face. Then he looked at Ye Ting again,"Mr. Ye, you are our special guest and one of the referees. Please come too. We need your help.."

Ye Ting walked along the staff table, passed through the door, and exited the auditorium. He found himself in a small room with portraits of wizards hanging on the walls on both sides. In the fireplace opposite him, the fire was burning brightly. Wang.

As he entered, all the faces in the portraits turned to look at him. He saw a wrinkled witch swooping out of her frame and into the frame next to a man with a walrus beard. Witch. The wrinkled witch began to bite his ears quietly.

Viktor Lum, Hermione Granger and Fleur Delacour were all gathered around the fire. When Ye Ting walked in, Fleur Delacour and Hermione Granger both turned their heads and looked surprised when they saw Ye Ting.

"Here you go, Mr. Referee." Furong stepped forward first and said hello to Ye Ting,"To be honest, have you secretly helped your little girlfriend? She is not yet seventeen years old!"

Of course, this was all in a joking tone, and she was not angry because Hermione was not old enough.

"Of course I didn't help her," Ye Ting shook his head,"This is all due to her own efforts."

"Well, I really sounded proud of her. Fleur pretended to be sad,"Are we really a family now?""

"No...no," Fleur's teasing made Hermione stutter. She was not used to her relationship with Ye Ting being made public,"I...we are just ordinary friends."

"Just ordinary friends?"Fu Rong suddenly laughed evilly,"In that case, you don't mind if I pursue him, I won't be polite."

"I don’t want it!"In this regard, Hermione was no match for Fleur, and she was immediately amused to the point of blushing.

"Okay, Fleur. Ye Ting smiled helplessly,"Don't bully little Hermione. I'm here for business.""（"Don't call me little Hermione!"）

"Okay, okay, let me not talk about the head office, you are so partial. Fleur stopped teasing Hermione and asked,"Do they want us to go back to the Great Hall?""

She thought he came in to deliver a message.

However, before Ye Ting could explain what had just happened, another person came in from the door, it was Harry Potter. There was a rush of footsteps behind him, Ludo Ba German walked into the room. He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him forward.

"How bizarre! He squeezed Harry's arm hard and murmured in a low voice,"It's absolutely bizarre!""Gentlemen...ma'am," he said, approaching the fireside and addressing the other three,"allow me to introduce - incredible as it may seem - the fourth champion of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Victor Krum stood up straight and looked at Harry up and down, with a gloomy expression on his arrogant face. Hermione seemed at a loss. He looked at Bagman and then at Harry, thinking She must not have heard clearly what Bagman said. Fleur Delacour shook her long hair, smiled sweetly, and said:"Oh, this joke is very interesting, Mr. Bagman"

"joke? Bagman repeated, somewhat puzzled,"No, no, absolutely not!" Harry's name just came out of the Goblet of Fire!"

Krum's thick eyebrows frowned slightly. Hermione and Fleur both frowned and looked at Ye Ting.

Ye Ting nodded to them to confirm.

"But this is obviously a mistake," Fleur said arrogantly to Bagman,"but there is already a contestant at Hogwarts, Miss Granger, isn't she?"

"Yes...it's really surprising." Bagman rubbed his smooth chin and looked down at Harry with a smile,"But you also know that the candidates for the competition are decided by the Goblet of Fire. Since his name comes from Squirting out of the goblet... I mean, I think now that we've reached this point, we can't run away... The rules are very clear and you must abide by them... Harry has to do his best.——"

The door behind them was pushed open again, and a large group of people came in: Professor Dumbledore, followed closely by Mr. Crouch, Professor Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape.. Before Professor McGonagall closed the door, hundreds of students were buzzing with discussion from the auditorium next door.

Madame Maxime straightened her tall figure. Her handsome head touched the chandelier filled with candles, and the peaks under her black satin clothes undulated violently with her heavy breathing.

"What does this mean, Dumbledore?" she said arrogantly

"I want to know this too, Dumbledore," Professor Karkaroff said - with a cold smile on his face and a pair of blue eyes as cold as ice,"There are two warriors at Hogwarts? I don’t remember anyone telling me that the host school can have two warriors—didn’t I read those regulations carefully enough?"

He gave a short laugh, the sound was unpleasant.