Chapter 405: Throw rotten eggs at my head, Hogwarts (2 in 1)

Chapter 405: Throw rotten eggs at my head, Hogwarts (2 in 1)

Hearing his words, the four champions, including Jon, all looked at Matthew in shock.

Even those castle students who had already sat in the audience let out a series of gasps.

Hogwarts Castle is one of the stakes in the Triwizard Tournament and even holds a position equal to that of the entire French wizarding community in the blood pact made between Dumbledore and Voldemort.

The students in the castle had been brought out of the school thinking that the final would be at the Quidditch pitch and that they, for once, would be able to be proper spectators.

What they didn't expect, however, was that the real purpose of having them out was actually to make room for the four competing champions and reserve the playing field.

Of course, Jon also felt shocked, and after hearing Matthew's announcement he turned his head to Dumbledore, who met his eyes and shook his head.

This meant that the final task of the tournament being held in the castle was something that even Dumbledore himself didn't know, but then Jon looked over at Snape, who was also sitting in the judge's seat.

Dumbledore was unaware, but there was absolutely no way that Snape and the others were unaware.

If they wanted to use Hogwarts Castle as a venue for the tournament, they would have to get the approval of Voldemort, the current nominal owner of the castle, or else Matthew and the others would not have the guts and ability to make the decision privately.

In other words, the Voldemort side must have known about this before anyone else, but how much earlier was unknown.

After thinking of this, Jon's first reaction was not how much of a head start and advantage Draco and Emil and the others had over them, but rather, he could not help but have a question rise up. New novel chapters are published on

Why had Voldemort agreed?

And just as this question arose in Jon's mind, Matthew's voice, enhanced by the Amplifying Charm, once again rang out across the Quidditch pitch.

"From the Forbidden Forest to the Black Lake, and then from the Black Lake to the castle, this Triwizard Tournament involves every corner of this school, and it will be within this castle that the ultimate winner will be crowned."

"The Triwizard Cup! The trophy that belongs to the winner of this tournament, the champion who lifts it at the last moment is the only winner and the camp to which he/she belongs will receive everything in the oath that has been made between you. The trophy is now hidden in the castle, and you will have to discover the clues to reach this final glory. There is no time limit for this task until someone has lifted the Triwizard Cup, and there are no forbidden areas within the castle, so any place you can think of that you can get to and enter could be the place where the final trophy will be hidden."

"And the ultimate ranking of the first two tasks will be used as the order of entry for you to enter the castle to start this task next. Jon Green, who has the highest score, will be the first to enter the castle to start the competition at exactly 10 am, whereas Emil Lestrange, who is in second place will enter the castle at 1 pm together with Diane Rosier due to close difference in points and problem happened in the previous task, and finally, Draco Malfoy, who is the last place holder, will enter the castle at sunset."

After the exact rules were announced, there was even more outcry from the audience.

Because as the one with the leading score, Jon's advantage on this task was simply too great.

He would enter a full three hours earlier than the person in second place, and even closer to a day earlier than Draco, and if he was lucky enough, then maybe he would find the Triwizard Cup and end this task even before others could come in first.

But even if some people felt that such a big advantage was unfair, the rules were unlikely to change at this point.

As soon as Matthew had announced all the rules, there were less than five minutes to go before the 10 o'clock mark.

And by this time, the confederation judge from Africa had given Jon a complete inspection.

"What's wrong with your eye?"

She asked warily.

Jon certainly didn't think that the changes in his eyes could be hidden from such an inspection, and he shrugged and said.

"A failed magical experiment has caused it to become like this, you can also find someone to help change it back to its original form if you prefer, there is nothing more I can do about it myself."

The African witch eventually found a professional wizard who had made a critical assessment of Jon's condition.

But apparently, even the professional had never seen anything like Jon's condition before, and his pale gold eyes, which burned like a fire, did not reveal much to him even after long observation.

As the time for the task drew nearer, Matthew stepped in and, without questioning the change in Jon's eyes, permitted him to compete as normal.

After another round of inspection to make sure he wasn't carrying anything that is against the rules, ten o'clock arrived.

Jon was led to the large open castle door, all eyes on him, and he looked back at Dumbledore before approaching the door, the two men simply locked eyes and nothing more was exchanged.

Finally, he stepped right into the doors of that castle without a second thought.

No matter how hard Jon tried, he couldn't get it off the desk.

In the end, Jon had no choice but to give up, not even fulfilling his wish to be a Gryffindor Sword Knight for once.

And just as he was about to turn around and leave the Headmaster's office, which had failed to bring him any semblance of gain, he suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he had thought of something.

To enter the castle openly.

He was now entering the castle openly, wasn't he?

Having made sure of that, Jon turned his back to the door of the headmaster's office and spoke with his face in the direction of the desk.

"Throw rotten eggs at my head, Hogwarts."

It was a phrase that Dumbledore had told him after the second task, a strange secret password.

It had been four months, and originally Jon's memories were all rather fuzzy; after all, Dumbledore hadn't shown much solemnity at the time when he had uttered it, it had sounded more like a joke, so Jon hadn't been too bothered by it.

But now he suddenly remembered this matter, anyway, he came here, it is not like Dumbledore would harm him if he tried.

And right after Jon said the secret password, the whole headmaster's office was quiet, nothing changed, and no one or ghost jumped out and really threw rotten eggs at his head.

Just as Jon waited for a good three or four seconds, spread his hands, thinking that it was probably just a casual joke from Dumbledore, and was about to turn around and leave the Headmaster's office again, a slightly weak, but extraordinarily jumpy and excited voice suddenly rang out in his head!

"Hi! Hi! Hi! It's been so long, it's been so long! I can't believe there's still someone allowed to come here!"

Jon's steps, which had been halfway forward, stopped instantly, and he turned to look at the still-empty Headmaster's office but failed to spot where the voice was coming from.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you looking for me? If that's the case, then please walk forward."

Jon didn't do what the voice that rang out from his head said, but spoke softly and asked.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I? You don't know who I am? Then why did you open your mouth and say those words to wake me up? Don't be ridiculous, little friend."

"It was taught to me by Professor Dumbledore, do you know him? Albus Dumbledore."

The voice suddenly fell silent and Jon couldn't figure out what was going on, and just as he was about to speak again, the voice rang out with a long sigh.

"Albus Dumbledore, Albus. Of course, I know. You call him Professor? You're his student?"

"Yes, my name is Jon Green, and I was a fourth-year Hogwarts student under him."

"He set up a new Hogwarts after he left here? The school was split?"

"It was split, but not a new Hogwarts, we have always firmly believed that there is only one Hogwarts and this castle today as it is, doesn't deserve to be called a school, and now we are preparing to take it back."

Having said this Jon then went on to ask tentatively.

"Who are you exactly? Are you the castle?"

The voice looked like it was amused by Jon's question.

"Haha, the castle? Me? If you really want to know who I am why don't you just do as I say and come forward? A fourth-year student of Hogwarts - Jon Green."

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