'what happened? Mr. Porter also wants to participate in the competition? '
'What does he mean? Planning to compete with Mr. Dursley? '
'But why did Mr Porter vote for himself so much? Do you feel that you are not confident in casting one, so you cast a few more to ensure that you are selected? '
'Is that so? '
'What's going on now? Is Mr. Porter considered the fourth warrior, or the fourth, fifth, and sixth warriors? '
The little wizards looked at each other, and after a brief silence, they soon gathered together in twos and threes and whispered, and a buzzing sound began to fill the auditorium, like countless angry bees chirping.
Compared to the discussion on the little wizard's side, Karkaroff and Maxim's expressions were very ugly. As for the reason? Need more to say? Durmstrang and Beauxbatons each only had one warrior, and as a result, Hogwarts produced two warriors at once. No matter how you think about it, you won't feel happy.
"I didn't put my name in." Harry retorted loudly, his face looking very bad.
In fact, he originally wanted to sign up, but he gave up the idea after knowing that Brother D also wanted to sign up.
Not to mention putting his name in, he didn't even write it.
So the name was definitely not voted in by oneself, but someone pretending to be oneself voted!
"Harry, you go in first."
Dumbledore pointed to the room where Dudley and the others had just entered, and said expressionlessly, with no wave in his voice, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"This is a very boring prank, and I will never admit this result." Karkaroff was very excited, his whole face turned red, veins bulged at the corner of his forehead, and the yellow teeth in his mouth disappeared after they were exposed. He meant to close it, but his voice was so loud that it made the whole hall buzz.
"This is so ridiculous. It has never happened in any previous Triwizard Tournament."
Perhaps realizing that he shouldn't get angry in front of the students, Karkaroff snorted hard, shook his sleeves, and rushed to the small room where the contestants were.
Then Ms. Maxim, Dumbledore and several professors followed.
Only the confused little wizards were left.
"Karkaroff, this is the content of the contract and we must abide by it."
After entering the room, Dumbledore spoke, but his face remained unchanged.
"Abide by what? There are two contestants in Hogwarts? Are you kidding, Dumbledore! What you Hogwarts is doing is simply violating the rules." Although Karkaroff calmed down, there was a smile on his face. With a cold smile and a pair of blue eyes as cold as ice: "I don't remember that the host school can have two warriors."
"I also want to know, Dumbledore." Maxim said coldly, his tone no longer as friendly as before and full of hostility: "What on earth are you doing at Hogwarts?"
In the eyes of the two of them, it was obvious that Hogwarts had tricked them, otherwise how could two warriors appear at once.
Two warriors would undoubtedly double Hogwarts' chances of winning.
"In fact, we didn't do anything." Dumbledore said to the two principals, with an expression of 'Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway', and then turned his eyes to Harry: "Let me confirm again, have you Throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?"
"No," Harry said firmly.
"Then have you asked your older classmates to help you put their names in?" Dumbledore then asked.
"No, I have no reason to do this." Harry said this impatiently and looked at Dudley: "Brother D, I swear I never put my name in it."
He cared more about whether Dudley believed in him than anyone else.
He didn't want Dudley to get the wrong idea.
"Harry, I believe you." Dudley patted Harry on the shoulder.
Harry was so excited by this almost unconditional trust that he almost cried.
Of course Dudley knew it wasn't Harry who cast it, but who.
His eyes inadvertently fell on Professor Moody, who was standing silently in the corner after entering the room.
But I think our Professor Moody was also very troubled at this time. Although things developed according to the script he set, the ending was beyond his expectation. He only voted for one with Harry Potter's name on it. Parchment, why are there so many Harry's names popping up now?
Goblet of Fire has a seizure?
"He must be lying!"
Madame Maxime pointed at Harry and said loudly, glaring at Harry with a pair of huge eyes, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.
"He didn't have to lie."
It wasn't Dumbledore who answered her, but Dudley.
He stood up and silently blocked Harry with his body, protecting him behind him just like he did in elementary school. He didn't care about the murderous looks of the two principals.
"Why?" Karkaroff's eyes were blazing, and he bared his big yellow teeth and asked Dudley: "Why do you say he didn't lie?"
Although Madame Maxime did not speak, her questioning look was the same.
"Because the winner of the Triwizard Tournament must be me."
Dudley said calmly, as if he was describing a very normal thing.
His eyes swept over Viktor and Fleur.
"This was determined from the beginning, when I chose to participate in this competition."
That tone was completely natural.
Viktor looked shocked and Fleur glared at him.
As one of the top students in his school, he has never been looked down upon like this.
"Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant! I don't know how high the sky is!" Karkaroff laughed angrily. He originally didn't like Dudley, but after hearing Dudley's words, he became even more disgusted with him: "It's really unimaginable. Hogg Does Watts teach students like this?"
"Karkaroff, are you dissatisfied with my teaching methods?"
A sinister voice sounded, and Snape stood beside Dudley at some point.
Snape told Karkaroff with practical actions that this is my student and I will protect him.
"Snape" Karkaroff looked at Snape with a gloomy face, but rarely continued to be aggressive.
Karkaroff and Snape were old acquaintances. They had known each other since they were working for someone.
Dudley felt a little warm in his heart knowing that Snape was helping him.
Except for Snape's mouth being a bit poisonous and his protection, everything else was fine. As for his teaching level, in fact, as long as you can tolerate his 'venom' and have a big heart that won't be affected no matter how much he sprays it, it's actually good. The key to learning a lot from his classes is that when students are in danger, he really takes care of things.
This alone can completely overwhelm countless professors and teachers.
"You will know in the future that I am just stating a fact."
(End of chapter)
