v2 Chapter 471： "Insidious old age"

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," Dumbledore said. Sign up within four hours. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of twelve students it thinks best represent the four schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be in the foyer for anyone willing to All the students who are running for the campaign have access to it.”

"In order to avoid the temptation of underage students," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line. age line."

When Dumbledore said this, Sean clearly heard many voices of regret and unwillingness, such as Harry, who has been frantically checking various books for the past month trying to find a way to cross the age limit - although Neville persuaded Dude quite a few times, but Harry seemed eager to get into the game.

Later, after hearing from Daisy, Sean learned that Harry's father James actually participated in the Goblet of Fire, but in the end he didn't lead his teammates to clink glasses and return, which is a great regret.

So Harry is very eager to become one of the warriors of the Goblet of Fire this time, but unfortunately, his age is just stuck at an awkward limit. This time it is not enough, and he will graduate next time.

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who is going to participate in the campaign to pay attention that this competition is not a child's play, and don't participate rashly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must stick to the game to the end. throwing your name into the cup, in fact, forms a magical contract that must be kept. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So please think twice and find out that you really want to participate in the game, Put the name in the glass again. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night everyone."

Dumbledore glanced at everyone, he smiled and clapped his hands, indicating that everyone could go back.

There was a loud noise in the auditorium, and the Wesley twins put their arms around Harry's shoulders.

"Hey, man," Fred grinned at Harry, "George and I heard your fervent wishes."

George also said on the other side: "Our brave, tragic, eager little Harry, who can't find a way, why don't you come and ask the magical Wesley brother? - The one named Ronald doesn't count."

"Hey, I'm your brother." Ron said dissatisfiedly.

"Did George and I decide to recognize you-" Fred teased Ron, then whispered in Harry's suspicious eyes, "Man, I have a way for you to sign up."

Harry's eyes suddenly lit up: "What?"

"Aging agent, my friend—" George secretly stuffed a small bottle into Harry's pocket with a mysterious look, "It will make you grow up a little bit and meet the threshold of registration."

Harry touched his pocket uncertainly: "Does this work? And Professor Dumbledore..."

Fred pouted: "This is just the help we can do, and George and I are old enough."

Sean, who happened to be passing by, saw this scene, and he walked over and bumped into a few people: "Hey guys, I have to remind you, that line—"

He pointed to the golden line Dumbledore had drawn next to the Goblet of Fire.

"It was ordered by Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards of the century - and age-enhancing agent currently sells for three silver sycoles."

George laughed and hammered Sean: "Come on, man, we're not taking any money from Harry! Besides, who says cheap can't be great?"

Sean shrugged, and he looked at Harry, who was heartbroken and hesitant: "Man, my advice is not to die."

Harry hesitated for a moment and then sighed, "Sean, I think you're right."

After finally persuading Harry, Sean glanced back at the long table in the classroom, and found that Grindelwald had not left the table, and he was standing there, seemingly waiting for Dumbledore.

I don't know which saint drank the compound decoction and pretended to be...

Just when Sean thought so, Grindelwald noticed his gaze and made a move.

Sean's Tong Kong shrank in surprise. The other's movement was the calling movement that Grindelwald often used to teach himself - he snapped his fingers and hooked his index finger.

This is an action they are both familiar with, the one in front of them should be a fake...

Could it be that Grindelwald had something to inform me, so he told his subordinate who was pretending to be himself.

With such doubts in mind, Sean looked around, then walked out of the hall and quietly walked to the side.

Turning through the side door, sure enough, Grindelwald was already waiting there.

"Sir?" Sean asked uncertainly.

Grindelwald gave a wild smile that Sean knew so well.

"Long time no see, Sean."

This way of speaking, this tone... Sean was a little stunned for a while.

"Sir, aren't you?"

Grindelwald snapped his fingers to keep their conversation from being overheard.

"Actually, what you saw was me and not me."

"Huh?" Sean looked up and down.

"Okay, don't be foolish to look for your answer," Grindelwald smiled slightly, "People still drink the compound decoction, but my loyal subordinate doesn't mind letting me steal his soul."

"His—" Sean sucked in a breath of cold air.

The saint is worthy of being a saint, willing to be captured by Grindelwald... No wonder, the Grindelwald in front of him occasionally has unnatural places, and occasionally has the exact same behavior and habits as the master.

The next moment, Sean became suspicious again.

What is it worth Grindelwald's special trip to Hogwarts?

Big Four Tournament? not so important...

Is it very important information?

With such doubts in mind, Sean looked at each other and waited for the answer.

"Don't look at me like that, can't I just come out and get some air?" Grindelwald said easily.

Sean choked, this seems to be really Grindelwald's style.

"But the Imperius Curse allows you to remotely control other people?" Sean had another doubt.

Grindelwald spread his hands easily: "I improved the Imperius Curse."

Sean: "…"

One of the three unforgivable curses, the Imperius Curse, if you change it, change it...

"Of course, there are other things—" Grindelwald said casually.

"Um?"

Grindelwald looked behind Sean and said, "I'm going to find some trouble, oh, the Lord is here."

Sean turned his head to look, the old man with white hair and beard was walking quietly.

It's Dumbledore.

"You shouldn't be like this. It's not honorable to use the Imperius Curse on your subordinate, even if he does it willingly - and still has eyes on you." Dumbledore ignored the enchantment under Grindelwald and walked straight away. came in.

Grindelwald's expression suddenly became vivid, and he sneered: "Don't worry about it, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore glanced at Sean who was pretending to count ants, and sighed slightly: "I don't even know why you have these grievances."

Sean's heart is full of alarm bells, these two old men want to talk now?

Is this something I can hear? ! Um? ! I'm still a child, how can I listen to the secrets between these adults? !

He pricked up his ears.

Grindelwald licked his lips and said slowly: "The grievances between us will be discussed later, but I came here specially to say one thing."

He moved closer, looking directly at Dumbledore.

"I established Nurmengard, and I went around to restore the Goblet of Fire. Everything I did was for fair competition—" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "and when the age rules were set, the major schools All agree, including you—"

He put a hand on Sean's shoulder, then looked at Dumbledore: "How old is this **** now?"

Sean blinked, trying to look innocent: "Sixteen, sir..."

"Shut up underage!" Grindelwald pressed Sean hard.

Dumbledore crossed his hands on his waist: "But Sean has the proof—"

"Ha, in order to open that certificate, you actually agreed to the extra places for Beauxbatons and Durmstrang to stay in school? Three to one, regardless of Nurmengard's suggestion, right?" Grindelwald said dissatisfiedly. .

Sean held back his laughter. He finally knew why the proof he had obviously given himself could be recognized by other schools.

An agreement is reached...

Outstanding students like Fleur and Krum who should have graduated also attended an extra year of school to compete for the Goblet of Fire this time - other schools agreed with Hogwarts' special certification, and Hogwarts agreed with other schools' Additional study places on campus…

Dumbledore still smiled: "Nurmengard can also, and you also have additional places to stay in school."

"Ha-" Grindelwald shook his lips without smiling, "I taught Sean to me."

The implication is very clear, I understand Sean's strength, even if there are "eighth graders", they may not be able to play.

Dumbledore was unmoved: "Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four Hogwarts houses."

"You don't want to let Sean compete."

"Shaun is a distinguished student of Ravenclaw, one of my four Hogwarts houses."

"I haven't won Nurmengard for a long time, playing such a dirty trick?"

"Shaun is a distinguished student of Ravenclaw, one of my four Hogwarts houses."

"Let the children fight and communicate on their own in an upright manner - the same level of communication and battle, do you understand this, Dumbledore?"

"Shaun is a distinguished student of Ravenclaw, one of my four Hogwarts houses."

Shawn, who was held down by the increasingly strong force, smirked and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When did Professor Dumbledore become so... um, shameless...

Moreover, he now finally knows what the roaring letter that Dumbledore received during the summer vacation was...

Grindelwald took a deep breath, let go of Sean, and walked up to Dumbledore to look directly at him.

Then he raised a hand.

Hold up a middle finger.

"Albus Dumbledore, you sinister old immortal."

After saying that, he turned his head and rushed away angrily.

When Grindelwald was far away, Dumbledore glanced at Sean, then burst out laughing.

"Sean, remember to cheer for the game."

Sean: "…"

What kind of strange desire to win between old men!

…

The next day is Saturday, and generally speaking, students go to breakfast very late. However, when Sean and the others arrived in the auditorium, there were already a large number of students in the room discussing.

The cheers broke out as Sean walked in, but it was for someone else.

In the roar of a group of tough guys, led by Krum, a group of Durmstrang students threw notes with their names into the Goblet of Fire.

Immediately afterwards, Beauxbatons' students followed Fleur's footsteps and put in their names one by one.

Hermione asked the girl beside her, "Just at the beginning?"

The girl nodded: "Forget it, the people in Nurmengard also voted in their names before, God, almost everyone wrote their names, they look so scary - it seems that we are the only Hogwarts left. Z's people didn't show up... eh, Sean!"

Sean said hello to the excited girl, and spread his hands amid the excited question of "Will you sign up?"

"Don't worry, there's still more than half a day left."

"But I can't wait, Sean—" a voice came from behind.

Sean turned his head and saw Cedric.

"Hey man, good morning." Sean greeted with a smile.

Cedric shook his shoulders nervously: "Frankly, it's not good, I've been nervous all night."

"Hey, it's you, buddy!" behind him, a large group of students exclaimed excitedly.

Cedric is the Boys President of the Hogwarts Student Union this year. He has a very high reputation among the students and is considered to be one of the three Hogwarts warriors this year.

Sean's reputation is slightly different from Cedric's, probably because of his teaching assistantship and his involvement in various major events. Students who are not familiar with him also admire him, but there is always some awe in this admiration.

The new certificate issued by Hogwarts is telling everyone clearly that this is specially set up for Sean. Therefore, before the start of the game, everyone agreed that Sean and Cedric are already Two destined warriors.

In this regard, the clever twin brothers even opened the game, quizzing the three warriors at Hogwarts this time, Sean's ratio is currently 1:1, Cedric is 1:1.05, putting the others far away Throw away.

"Fairy Wood"

By the way, the two brothers also wrote their names, and even secretly changed the ratio to 1:100, but unfortunately no one cared about it, which annoyed them both for a while.

Cedric gave Sean a high-five, then threw his name into the Goblet of Fire surrounded by friends.

Along with the warm applause, someone gently tugged at Sean's clothes.

He turned his head and saw long silver hair.

Stephanie was looking at him.

"Sean, are you participating?"

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