Chapter 560

"Kakarov, you should know that this is impossible, you should not forget..."

"I haven't forgotten," exclaimed kakarov. "I don't think these things have anything to do with the past. It's you, moody. If you can live less laughably, I don't think the Ministry of magic will be so wary of you."

"A former director Auror, who is likely to discredit the organization at any time, in addition to being the host and then starting the privileged class, I don't think there is any comparable value in such a three wizard competition, which is unfair to us..."

Exclaimed kakarov, looking like an old madman.

Krum stepped back two steps with a gloomy face, as if he had realized something.

Hibiscus is slightly forward, she would like to see the reaction of van Lin, perhaps, van Lin's facial expression will become very wonderful.

However, to her disappointment, there was no wonderful expression on van leen's face. He just looked coldly at ALATO moody and Professor kakarov.

The eyes can't be deceived. Hibiscus clearly feels that Fanlin has something to say. However, they don't have the right to speak here. Even now, Hogwarts can't move freely.

"Cough..." Van Lin coughed slightly, but it didn't work.

A blue halo diffused out, and Harry felt the temperature drop a little bit.

Why don't you want to use the magic spell here?

These forces seem to disturb the people, they can't help but focus on it.

"I'm sorry, Professor kakarov." Van reen leaned slightly and said, "if it's true that I want to help Hogwarts win this game I'm sorry, Harry is not a good choice

Said Fanlin, and Harry was slightly stunned.

"If I really want to win this game, I just need to let the Goblet of fire choose me and I'm done."

"Choose you?" Kakarov laughed. "Goblet of fire is controlled by you?"

"Believe me, I can do it. It only takes a little will. I believe all the professors here can do it." Van Lin said slowly, "it seems that I don't need Harry to help me finish anything. If it is, I don't think you will ban me from participating in the three wizard contest."

Kakarov's face was a little ugly. It was her idea to ban van Lim from the competition. She eliminated all threats to Krum

The scene was a little awkward, and Fanlin put the naked facts on the table, which made it difficult for anyone.

However, Fanlin didn't care very much.

When Voldemort comes back, where are these people?

Naturally, the next thing will be left to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore said to the people in the room. "Now it seems that after excluding Mr. Al, we have no choice but to accept the facts. Harry and Derek were chosen to compete

"Dumbledore -- but --"

"Dear Mrs. maxim, if you have any good suggestions, I am all ears, but it seems that your previous proposal..."

Dumbledore waited for her to say.

But she didn't speak. She just glared. Not only she, but Snape seemed angry. Kakarov was livid, while bagmon was quite excited.

"Then we'll start." He rubbed his hands and looked around with a smile. "Is it time to give instructions to the players? Barty, would you like to do me a favor

"Line, instruction, yes, the first task..."

Batty got close to the fire. Harry thought he was ill. His eyes are black and his dry skin is as thin as paper. But at the Quidditch World Cup, he wasn't like that.

Looks like Barty's body It should have been in contact with Voldemort.

"The first task is to test your guts," he told Harry, Cedric, Furong and Krum.

"Of course we won't tell you what the task is. In the face of the unknown, courage is very important to a wizard

"The first mission will take place on November 24 in front of the judges and the students."

"In the process of completing the competition task, the contestants can not ask the teacher for help or accept any form of assistance from the teacher. The contestants will carry out the first task with the help of the magic wand. After completing the first task, they were told about the second task. In view of the time-consuming nature of the competition, the players can be exempted from the final examination

Mr. crouch turned to look at Dumbledore. "Albus, I think that's all, right?"

"I think so." Dumbledore looked at crouch with concern.

"Really not staying at Hogwarts tonight? Barty

"No, Dumbledore, I have to go back to the Ministry," Mr. crouch said. "It's been hard and busy these days I put Percy in charge, and this guy is very warm-hearted. But to be honest, it's a little over enthusiastic. ""Why don't you have a drink before you go?"

"Barty, stay. I'll stay here." Bagmon said happily.

"You know what's going to happen at Hogwarts. It's better to stay here than in the office. "

"I don't think so, Ruth." Crouch returned to his impatience.

"Professor kakarov - Mrs. maxim - how about a drink before bed?" Asked Dumbledore.

But Mrs. Maxim had already put her arm around her shoulder and walked out quickly. Harry heard them talking quickly in French. Kakarov motioned to Krum, and they both left quietly.

"Harry, Cedric, Fanlin, it's time for you to go to bed, too." Dumbledore smiles at them. "I'm sure Gryffindor and huffpuff are waiting to celebrate with you. Don't use them as a good excuse to create chaos and noise."

Harry looked at Cedric and vaseline. Digory nodded, but Vaseline didn't matter.

So the three went together.

The hall is empty. The candle was nearly burnt out, so that the pumpkin light, uneven, swaying gloomy.

"Well," Cedric smiles. "We are rivals again."

"I think so." In fact, Harry said, he couldn't think of anything to say. The mind is still a mess, as if washed.

"Well, tell me..." As they reached the population hall, Cedric asked, "how did you put your name in it?"

Torches light up the hall instead of burning goblets.

"I didn't put my name in it." Harry glared at him. "I didn't. I'm telling the truth. "

"Ah, well, good-bye." Harry could see Cedric didn't believe him.

"Oh, yes, Fanlin..." Digory, turn around. "To tell you the truth, you are really forbidden to participate..."

"I don't think it should be a topic, Cedric."

Cedric nodded. He did not take the marble steps, but went to the door to its right. Harry stood listening to his steps as he stepped on the stone steps, and then he got up the marble stairs.

Except for Ron, van Lin and Hermione who might believe him, everyone thought he put his name in for the competition.

But how can they think that? You know, he has three years more magic lessons than his competitors, and he has to complete those very dangerous tasks in front of the public.

Yes, he thought about it and was fascinated by it, but it was just a joke, a daydream. He really never really thought about joining.

But someone thought about it. He was expected to compete and was chosen. Why? Is it grace for him? He doesn't think so. Maybe

Watch him make a fool of himself? Then they are likely to get what they want. Want to kill him? Isn't that what moody thinks? Or did someone make a malicious joke on him?

Yes, some people want him dead. He has been wanted to die since he was a year old Lord Voldemort?

But how could he get his name into the flaming goblet? Voldemort should now be hiding in a distant country, lonely, vulnerable, helpless.

But in the dream he had before he woke up with scar pain, Voldemort was not alone. He talked to Trevor about the murder of Potter.

Porter suddenly found himself in front of the fat aunt, a big shock, he did not realize that he had been walking. It's strange that the fat aunt is not alone in the photo frame. The witch who had just come downstairs and flew to the picture frame next door was sitting beside the fat aunt.

She must have flown over every portrait on the Hogwarts steps, ahead of him, and they both looked up and down with great interest.

"Yes, yes." The fat aunt said, "Villette told me everything. So you've been chosen as a representative? "

"Nonsense." Harry said sullenly.

"No nonsense, of course!" Said the pale witch indignantly. "Oh, oh, VI, don't be angry. It's a code." The fat aunt comforted her. The fat aunt turned to the hub and opened the door to let hart into the common room.

As soon as the door opened, a loud noise almost knocked Porter back. Then he was confronted by dozens of people in the room on both sides of the room. Everyone screamed and clapped and whistled.

"You should have told us you signed up." Fred exclaimed, half pleased and half angry.

"That's great. How can you do it without growing a white beard?" George laughed and roared.

"I didn't," Harry said, "I don't know how --"

Angelina has already come at him. "It's not me, but it's one of the Gryffindors.

"Now you can take revenge on digrid for the shame of the last Quidditch game

Katie. Bell, one of the pursuers of the Gryffindors.

"We've got some food, Harry. Come and have some." "I'm not hungry. I'm full at dinner."

No one wants to hear him say he's not hungry, and no one wants to hear him say he didn't put his name in.No one noticed him either. Lee Jordan got a Gryffindor flag from nowhere and insisted on wrapping it around Harry like a cloak.

Harry couldn't get away from it. Every time he tried to run back from the stairs to the dormitory, people surrounded him and forced him to have another Bart, and put sweets and peanuts in his hand. Everyone wants to know how he did it, how he cheated Dumbledore's age line and put his name in

"I don't have one." He said over and over, "I don't know what this is about."

Judging from the way everyone looked at him, he said it in vain.

Almost half an hour later, he couldn't bear to cry out, "I'm tired, George. Really, I'm going to sleep." What he wants to do most is to find a few good friends and seek understanding from them.

But neither seems to be there.

And Fanlin is the same. He doesn't know where he went. He doesn't like it very much, especially

Harry felt sorry and somehow implicated Vaseline

He insisted on going to bed.

At the top of the stairs, the Weasleys tried to stop him from going, and he nearly knocked them to the ground. Finally get rid of the crowd, he quickly climbed into the dormitory. He was relieved to find Ron and his clothes lying in bed in the empty dormitory. Harry slammed the door and looked up at him.

"Where have you been?" Harry asked him.

"Hi, how are you?" Ron was laughing, a forced and eccentric smile.

Harry suddenly realized that he was still around the scarlet Gryffindor flag. It was so tight that he took a long time to get it off. And Ron was lying in bed looking at him, motionless.

"Well, congratulations." See Harry pull down the flag and throw it into the corner, Ron said.

"Congratulations? What do you mean Harry stares at Ron. Ron had a strange smile, a grim smile.

"No one else crossed the age line." Said Ron. "Fred and George didn't get over it. What did you use - the invisibility cloak?"

"The invisibility cloak can't help me get over that age." Harry said slowly.

"Good," said Ron. "If it's an invisibility cloak, you might tell me. It can take us, can't it? But you found another way. "

"Listen to me, I didn't put my name in it. Someone else must have done it. "

Ron raised his eyebrows. "Why do they do that?"

"I don't know." Harry thought it was ridiculous to say, "plan to kill me.".

"It doesn't matter, you can tell me the truth," he said. "If you don't want people to know, that's fine. But I don't know why you lie so hard. You won't be in trouble. Friend of the fat aunt, that Villette told us long ago that Dumbledore let you in. There's a thousand gold coins and a bonus, right? And don't take the final exam

"I didn't put my name in it!" Harry's anger rose.

"as like as two peas," Ron said in a suspicious tone with Cedric. "You said in the morning, you will put your name in the night, so no one will see you. I'm not a fool. "

"You remember very well." Harry interrupts him.

"Yes." Ron didn't smile. "Harry, you want to sleep. I expect you to do videophones early in the morning and do things like that. "

He lowered the curtain around the post. Harry stood in the door, staring at the red velvet curtain. Behind that lay one of the few friends he had believed he would trust.

Harry suddenly felt a little bad, this is not a good thing, the gap between dream and reality is really

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