Chapter 404 Harry's Way
Thinking of that person, there is more panic in the eyes of other people.
"That's right, the only person who is qualified to complain about this matter is Potter." A rough voice came from the door. It was Professor Moody, who had been standing there for a while.
He dragged the wooden leg and limped towards the fire. When the mutilated leg fell on the ground, he made a loud thump and thump.
"Someone wants to kill him, this person is likely to be in this room." Professor Moody said fiercely, his blue magical fake eyes staring at Professor Karkaroff.
"There is no doubt that the one who put Potter's name into the Goblet of Fire is a clever wizard." Professor Moody glanced at the people in the room and said harshly.
"The Goblet of Fire is a brilliant magical creation. That person must blind it to forget that there are only three schools competing. This requires a powerful confusing spell. He must take Potter's name as a student in the fourth school. Only in this way can he guarantee that Porter will be elected to the Warriors."
"So, in this room, who would it be to kill Harry Potter?" Professor Moody asked viciously, his tone full of threats, the blue magical fake eyes, deadly Stared at Karkaroff.
"Alright, Alastor." Dumbledore's tone was warning.
Harry then learned that Professor Moody's name was Alastor.
Professor Moody was silent, but he still stared at Karkaroff as if he was sure he was the criminal who framed Harry.
"Such a situation, no one wants it to happen." Dumbledore looked around at everyone and said, "But now, we have no choice but to accept. Both Cedric and Harry were selected to participate in the competition. All must participate in the competition and complete————"
"No, Dumbledore, it's not fair, I don't--"
"Dear Mrs. Maxim, if you have a better solution, I would love to know your solution."
Dumbledore waited quietly, and Mrs. Maxim's eyes puffed angrily. It was not just her who was angry. Snape was also angry, and Karkaroff was even less sullen.
"I said no--" Mrs. Maxim said harshly.
"Then you have to say your way." Dumbledore said unhurriedly.
"Maybe there is another way," Harry interrupted suddenly.
"What way?" Mrs. Maxim asked quickly.
The disgust on Snape's face was even worse, and Karkaroff looked at Harry bitterly, Dumbledore's eyes were inexplicable scrutiny.
"Since that person asked me to compete on behalf of the fourth school through the obfuscation spell, it would be nice to treat me as an individual contestant. Isn't it good for the battle between the three schools and the individual contestant?" Harry Said his proposal.
He has just considered for a long time, the magic contract has been reached, no matter what, the Triwizard Tournament cannot be avoided. But honestly following the opponent's path may not be a good choice. It is a good thing to disrupt the opponent's plan a bit.
"I agree with this proposal." Mrs. Maxim said immediately, as long as it is not for Hogwarts to have the two warriors, as long as it is not for them to gain the advantage of cheating.
"I also agree with this proposal." The hatred in Karkarov's eyes has weakened a bit, and he can come up with this method. The child in front of him is indeed more than a child.
"This is not in compliance." Bagman rubbed his hands, and he became increasingly confused about the current situation.
Dumbledore was silent, no one could see what he was thinking.
"It's very good. It's so decided. No matter who it is, it is the fairest decision." Mrs. Maxim said loudly, "Mr. Crouch, you will not object to it. It is fair and there are no rules. Said that no individual contestant can participate on his own behalf."
Mr. Crouch seemed to wake up suddenly from his thoughts, "The game can go smoothly, it's good, it looks pretty good."
"Then it's so decided. Next, it's time to give guidance to our warriors, isn't it, Mr. Crouch." Mrs. Maxim said eagerly, intending to settle the matter like this.
Others didn't find a reason to oppose, so they could only look at things to an unexpected point.
"Since there is no objection, then the first project."
He stepped forward and walked into the light of the fire. The fire reflected his face, he looked particularly haggard, deep shadows under his eyes, and the wrinkled skin looked abnormally pale. This is completely different from his mental state in the Quidditch World Cup.
"The first event will test your guts." He said towards Harry, Cedric, Victor and Fleur, "Facing the unknown is an important part of the test, so I can't tell you what you are next What to face."
"The first competition event will be held on November 24. You need to complete the task in front of other students and the referee team."
"When completing the competition, the Warriors cannot seek help from their teachers. This is not allowed by the rules. In the first round of challenges, the Warriors' only weapon is their own magic wand. They must overcome difficulties and complete the task by themselves. "
"You won’t learn about the next projects until the end of the first project."
Mr. Crouch nodded towards them and said, "Because the competition is difficult and the duration is long, the Warriors can not take this year's exam."
Mr. Crouch turned and looked at Dumbledore and said, "I think that's all, do you need to add, Albus?"
"Nothing needs to be added." Dumbledore looked at Mr. Crouch with a concerned look, and asked, "Are you really not staying at Hogwarts today? It's too late, Barty, you don't have to be big I rushed back tonight."
"Thank you, Dumbledore, but I must rush back to the ministry." Mr. Crouch said affirmatively. "This is the busiest and most difficult time. I put the young Weasley in charge temporarily. He is very enthusiastic. High, but a bit too high."
"Then you can have a drink before leaving." Dumbledore continued to stay.
"Come on, Batty, stay here." Bagman said with great interest. "All the preparations are done. This is much more interesting than the office."
"I don't agree, Ludo." Crouch said indifferently.
"Mrs. Maxim, Professor Karkaroff, have a bedtime drink." Dumbledore continued.
(To be continued.)