October was approaching, and with it the arrival of guests from other schools.
Everyone found out that Ray used the death spell in the DADA class.
Some were afraid of him, but most of the students continued to respect him. They know how great a wizard he is and remember how he used the Patronus to kick out the dementors.
Slytherins were proud, they always believed that the use of dark magic does not make a person evil.
Magic is a tool, and this depends only on the user for what tasks this tool will be used.
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Moody watched Ray closely. But he did not take any steps.
However, he still told his students that he would use Imperio on them. So that they personally felt it.
"But, professor, you said it was against the law ..." said Hermione uncertainly.
Moody silently waved his wand, the desks parted, and in the middle of the class an empty place formed.
"... that this spell cannot be applied to people." Hermione finished her thought.
"Dumbledore wants you to experience the dangers of this spell from your own experience." Moody said in an undeniable tone and glared at Hermione.
"But if you prefer the more difficult path - the path of a slave who is completely devoid of his own will, I will not mind, this is your choice. You can leave the lesson." He pointed a finger at the door.
Hermione blushed and sat down.
Moody took turns calling the students and imposing Imperio on them. What they did not get up, being in his power. Dean Thomas galloped around the room three times, singing the national anthem. Lavender Brown imagined herself a squirrel. Neville performed gymnastic exercises, which he was never capable of. Before the spell everyone was powerless, becoming themselves only when Moody lifted the spell.
"Potter, you are next," said Moody.
Harry stepped out into the middle of the class and Moody used a spell on him.
"Jump to the table." he said.
Harry prepared to jump, but it was obvious that he was resisting.
"Jump to the table!" repeated Moody.
Harry took a step and fell to the table.
"Everyone look at Potter! He fought and almost resisted. The victory was very close! Well done, Harry! It will not be so easy to make you a slave ..." cried Moody.
"Peverell." He said softly.
Ray went to the middle of the class and waited. Everyone watched him closely.
"Dance!" Shouted Moody.
But Ray didn't feel anything. He was not affected in any way by the curse of Imperio.
When he first got into this world. During training, he asked Bella to use this spell on him. So Ray strengthened his occlumency shields. And thanks to the resistance, his will also became stronger and harder.
Ray turned and left the classroom.
"As if ... Ah, yes! Peverell was completely able to resist the spell of Imperio. The lesson is over." said Moody.
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One day, Ray and Astoria saw a crowd of people near the entrance to a large hall.
There was an announcement:
"Arrive in a week! I wonder if Cedric already knows? I'll go tell him!" The guy from Hufflepuff shouted and ran down the corridor.
The announcement excited the inhabitants of the castle. All the talk was only about the Tournament ... Everyone went crazy: who will be allowed to the competition, what types of magic will enter the competition, do foreign students differ from them at least in anything?
And of course, the castle underwent a general cleaning. Several darkened portraits were thoroughly cleaned and washed.
The knightly armor shone and shoved with his hands without a creak or rattle.
And Argus Filch furiously rushed at the students who forgot to wipe their feet, and even brought the two girls to tears.
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October 30.
Entering the Great Hall in the morning, Ray and Astoria saw that he had been decorated.
Huge flags of all houses were hung on the walls:
Gryffindor - red with a golden lion,
Ravenclaw - bronze eagle on a blue background,
Hufflepuff - black badger on a yellow background.
Slytherin - is a green banner with a silver snake.
Behind the professor's desk, an incredible-sized banner fluttered with the Hogwarts coat of arms: a capital "X" surrounded by a lion, eagle, badger and snake.
Ray and Astoria sat down.
"I heard that the Weasley twins want to use an aging potion." Astoria said.
"This is actually a good plan. They would have been able to trick the goblet, but they would not be able to trick the runes." Ray answered quietly.
"They don't know yet that the Hogwarts Champion is already predetermined." Said Astoria.
"Are you so sure of me? What if Edward becomes a champion?" Said Ray.
"Edward? I don't recall students with that name." answered Astoria.
"I wanted to say Cedric, yes, Cedric Diggory." said Ray.
"I am 99% sure that if you hadn't participated, then he would have become the Champion." Astoria answered confidently.
"Why 99%?" Ray asked.
"Well, the remaining 1%, this is the probability of the end of the world, or if a meteorite falls on Hogwarts. In this case, the Champions will not be needed at all." smiling answered Astoria.
"However. What an analytics." stroking her head said Ray.
"Hehehe, praise this Empress of Flame!" Entering her chuni regime, Astoria said.
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October 30 . 17:50.
Deans of house's built students in row.
Ray and Astoria stood apart.
It was getting dark. The moon rose over the forbidden forest. The weather was cool and many were cold.
Ray took out his wand and waved it.
The warmth enveloped all the students and they gratefully looked at Ray.
Teachers thought differently.
[Amazing! Mr. Peverell used a warming spell on everyone present at the same time! What a filigree control. ] Thought little Filius Flitwick.
[Incredible.] McGonagall thought.
Snape saw the expression of his colleagues thought:
[Fools, you still do not know what this monster is capable of. The dark lord is like a little puppy by comparison.]
"Six soon. Why aren't there yet?" Said Ron Weasley loudly.
"What transport do you think they will arrive on? "Asked a student from Ravenclaw.
"By train?"
"Will they fly on brooms?"
"Apparate?"
"Could it be a portkey?"
"It's impossible to apparate on Hogwarts territory." said Hermione
[Of course it's impossible. ] thought Ray and Astoria.
Ray felt a wobble of magic and looked up at the sky.
After 5 minutes, Dumbledore said aloud:
"My heart smells - the Beauxbaton delegation is not far!"
"Where where?" the students were delighted, and began to look around.
"In the sky!" Sixth year student pointed to the sky in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
A huge shadow flew in the sky.
"Dragon!" The freshman shouted.
"Are you a fool? It's a flying house!" Another answered.
His hunch turned out to be close to the truth. A giant black shadow almost touched the tops of the trees. The light pouring from the castle windows illuminated an approaching miracle - a huge blue carriage, similar to a tower. She was pulled through the air by a dozen flying winged gold horses with white manes, each the size of an elephant.
"What is it? Outgrown Pegasus ?" Astoria asked quietly.
"If you want, we can have a couple of these." Ray said.
"They seem useless to me. We ourselves can fly." answered Astoria
With a loud noise, the carriage landed at the edge of the forbidden forest.
The carriage door opened and a little boy jumped out of it.
He pressed something and the golden steps appeared.
Immediately, he respectfully jumped to the side.
A black lacquer shoe appeared at the size of no less than a children's sled, and immediately its owner appeared to the amazed audience.
{How huge she is! She is by accident from the wrong world of pirates?} Asked Astoria.
{Hahaha, really.} Ray answered.
The woman came down.
After taking a few steps, her face lit one of the castle windows.
She had a pretty face: olive skin, dark eyes and a straight aquiline nose. Shiny dark hair was bundled.
The lady was wrapped from head to toe in a black satin robe, excellent opals gleamed on her neck and thick fingers.
Dumbledore began to applaud, after him the disciples began to repeat.
Her face blurred in a smile. She went to Dumbledore and held out her sparkling hand. The director, and himself of considerable growth, only slightly bent over for a kiss.
"Dear Madame Maxim! Welcome to Hogwarts!"
"Dumbledorr. I hope you are in good health?" She said in a pleasant voice with a slight accent.
"Thank you. I'm in great form." the director replied.
"My students." she waved casually back with a huge hand.
15 students left the carriage, most were girls.
All of them trembled from the cold, they wore robes of thin silk. Someone wrapped their heads in a warm scarf.
Ray waved his wand and they felt warm.
The students of Beauxbaton began to look around to find whoever did this.
After that, he took Astoria's hand and teleported, not waiting for the students from Durmstrang.
No one ever noticed Ray's actions.
No one except the girl in the scarf.
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Fleur had unusual feelings in the morning.
She sat in her room in Beauxbaton and looked out the window.
Her face was pale, it was evident that recently she has been sleeping poorly.
"Sister. You need to rest. Soon you will go to Hogwarts." said the girl.
"Gabrielle. I can't. I don't want to go anywhere." Fleur answered.
"Fleur. It's hard for me too. But I'm sure we'll meet him again." Sadly said Gabrielle.
From the day they met a young man with white hair and red eyes, everything has changed.
Fleur saw him first. After that, he saved them from the Death Eaters.
When he took them to his mother, the girls wanted to thank their savior and get to know him better. But he disappeared. He was nowhere to be seen. They did not even know his name and what country he was from.
Fleur and Gabrielle told their mother what had happened.
"You fell in love. We will certainly find him, I promise you." mother answered them.
Using all the connections of the Delacour family, they tried to find this person. Everything was useless. They even turned to vampires, thinking that he was one of them. But no, the searches yielded no results.
Every day Fleur and Gabrielle lost hope. Their condition worsened.
Their father and mother could not help them.
The Three Wizards Tournament. Fleur won the competition and became one of the 15 contests.
But after all that happened .... she didn't want anything ..
"Fleur. If you don't go to Hogwarts. You will be sorry. My intuition tells me that." Said Gabriel.
Fleur looked at her sister and nodded.
Gabrielle is never wrong. Her intuition is her talent.
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I....have….found…..you…." Fleur whispered with tears in her eyes.
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"Ray?" said Astoria.
"Fleur was there. I didn't want to meet her in the presence of so many spectators. She would be too emotionally vulnerable." Ray answered quietly.
"Let's go to the great hall." said Astoria.
Ray nodded and they went.
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Entering the great hall, Ray saw that a delegation from Beauxbaton had taken places at Ravenclaw's table.
Finding Fleur with a look, he began to walk towards her with Astoria.
Fleur sat separately from the other students. Most likely the girls envy her, and the guys look at her with lust.
Astoria took a seat to her left, and Ray to her right.
Fleur was lost in thought and did not notice anything.
Holding her hand, Ray said quietly.
"We met again."
Fleur wanted to get up and hit the insolent who dared to touch her, but turning her head and seeing who it was, began to look at him with a kind of lost look.
Various emotions began to appear in her eyes: happiness, joy, fear, hope, love ...
Ray felt sad when he saw all this. It was really hard for her.
Raising his hand, he stroked her cheek and said gently:
"I'm here. But let's leave the conversation for later. There are too many viewers."
Fleur nodded with a smile and tightened her grip on Ray's hand, as if afraid to lose him again.
Astoria seeing their interaction was happy, she did not have jealousy, because she knew that Ray would never abandon her or her sisters.
[It was very difficult for her. I'm even afraid to imagine how I would continue to live if Ray left me.]
Madame Maxim and other students looked at what was happening with shock.
The girls were filled with jealousy.
[Again this bitch gets all the attention.]
They heard the doors of the great hall open and students from Durmstrang entered.
Looking around, they headed for the Slytherin table.
Hogwarts students entered after them and began to take places.
Seeing Ray and Astoria at Ravenclaw's table, they were a little surprised, but said nothing.
Finally, everyone took their places, and professors and guests began to walk toward the teaching desk. The last among them were: Dumbledore, Madame Maxim and Igor Karkaroff.
Seeing their principal, the students of Beauxbaton hastened to stand up. There were chuckles at the adjacent tables. But the wards of Madame Maxim calmly remained on their feet, until she sank into a chair on the left side of Dumbledore, who stood at the table in anticipation of silence.
Fleur did not pay attention to her director, now she looked at Ray and smiled happily. The male part began to slobber while looking at Fleur.
Dumbledore clapped his hands and began to say:
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemens, and most importantly, our guests. I am very pleased to welcome you to Hogwarts! I am sure that you will have a good time with us. I have no doubt that you have already managed to appreciate the amenities of our castle!"
The official opening of the Tournament will take place tonight, immediately after dinner. Eat, drink and feel at home! "
Dumbledore sat down, and Karkaroff immediately leaned toward him and spoke animatedly about something.
[If I'm not mistaken, he did something with the goblet. In order for Victor Krum to become a Champion with a 100% probability. He simply changed the names on the paper, which the students of Durmstrang threw into the goblet. Thus, only one Krum will be a contender from Durmstrang.]
Plates, as always, began to fill with food. This time, house elfs excelled themselves. What dishes were not there, including foreign ones.
Ray saw Fleur continue to look at his face.
*Sigh*
Gently grabbing her chin, he leaned toward her as if for a kiss. Looking into her beautiful blue eyes, he gently whispered: "You need to eat. As far as I can see, you have eaten very poorly in recent days."
Fleur blushed and began to lay food on her plate.
* Exhale *
The girls sitting with Ray at the same table exhaled with disappointment. They wanted to see how he kisses this Frenchwoman.
Astoria smiled wryly.
"Darling, you have not met the expectations of the public." she said.
"We will still have time." Ray answered with a smile.
Fleur blushed even more.
"My name is Fleur Delacour." she said in a low voice.
"Ray Peverell." Ray introduced himself.
"Astoria Peverell, one of Ray's wives." Astoria said.
"One of ...?" Fleur was a little surprised.
"One of three ... at the moment ... Fleur, I think you need to send a letter to your younger sister as soon as possible," Ray replied.
Astoria snapped her fingers and everything appeared to send a letter.
"Thanks." Thanked Fleur and began to write quickly.
After she sealed the envelope.
* Flash of flame *
The real Phoenix appeared under the ceiling of a large hall.
"Look! Phoenix!"
"The real phoenix !!"
"Whose is he !?"
Even Dumbledore and other teachers rose from their seats.
Phoenix flew to Ray and sat on his shoulder, starting to rub his head on Ray's cheek.
Ray stroked the Phoenix and smiled.
When Daphne, Bella and Narcissa stole the phoenixes and their eggs. The Phoenixes immediately became attached to Ray and the girls. Most likely they feel their bloodlines.
"His name is Electro. He will deliver your letter."
* Scree *
As if in confirmation, the phoenix shouted and lightning strikes appeared around him.
Fleur looked reverently at the phoenix as she passed the letter.
"Please bring this Letter to the Delacour estate in France. Recipient: my little sister, Gabrielle Delacour." said fleur.
Phoenix nodded and taking the letter in his beak disappeared in a flash of flame.
"Incredible!"
"Ray, where did you get the phoenix?"
"They are incredibly rare."
A lot of questions rained down.
"They belong to our family." Ray answered shortly.
Hearing the answer, everyone returned to their business.
Many began to plan how to get some ash, tears, and phoenix feathers.
Maybe Peverell would even sell the phoenix, these fools thought.
An hour later, dinner came to an end.
The tables are empty.
"The solemn moment has come. The Three Wizards' Tournament is about to open. Before they bring in the casket .... I would like to briefly explain the rules of the current Tournament. But first let me introduce to those who do not know Mr. Bartemius Crouch, the head of the Department of International Magic and Ludo Bagman, head of the Department of Magic Games and Sports. " said Dumbledore joyfully.
*Applause*
*Applause*
*Applause*
" Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch, the organizers of the Tournament, worked tirelessly for several months. And they will enter the judging team, which will judge the competition.
Mr. Filch, casket here, please. "Dumbledore continued with a smile.
Filch, who until this moment was hiding somewhere in the far corner of the hall, immediately appeared at the professor's desk, carrying in his hands an old wooden casket inlaid with pearls. The hall rustled.
Filch carefully placed the casket in front of Dumbledore, and he continued to explain:
"The competition instructions have already been verified by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman. Everything is ready for each round. There are three rounds, the competitions are based solely on the school curriculum. Champions will have to demonstrate mastery of magical arts, personal courage and ability to overcome danger."
In the last words, the audience held their breath.
"In the Tournament, as you know, three champions participate, one from each school. They will be judged by how they coped with the next competition. The champion, who scores the most points in all rounds, becomes the winner. Tournament participants are selected from school teams by Impartial Judge - Goblet of Fire. "
Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped the casket lid three times.
The lid opened slowly with a creak. Dumbledore put his hand inside and took out a large, coarse-carved wooden cup. Nothing remarkable - except for a bluish-flamed flame filled to the brim.Dumbledore closed the lid, carefully placed the Cup on it so that everyone could see it well.
"Those who want to participate in the champion's competition must legibly write their name and the name of the school on a piece of parchment and put it into the goblet. They are given twenty-four hours to think. The goblet will be displayed in a large hall. And tomorrow night it will throw out the names of the champions with flames, who will take part in the Tournament of Three Wizards. Of course, the most worthy of the most worthy will be selected. The goblet will stay in the lobby all night and will be available to everyone who wants to participate in the Tournament. Only those who are eligible to participate in the Tournament a tiger of seventeen years old. And so that those who are not seventeen do not succumb to temptation, I will draw a forbidden line around him. Anyone younger than the specified age is forbidden to cross this line. And last: those wishing to participate in the contest, please note - for the eligible there are no champions to go back. The champion will be obliged to go through the tournament to the end. Having thrown your name into the goblet, you conclude a magic contract with him that cannot be violated. So think carefully whether you really want to participate in the tournament. Well, now, it seems, it's time to go to sleep. Everyone, all good night. "Said Dumbledore.
Ray stood up and grabbed Astoria and Fleur by the hands.
At the exit from the large hall they were stopped by Madame Maxim.
"I'm sorry. Where are you going, Fleur. You have to go back to the carriage." She said, looking at Fleur.
"My bride will sleep in my room." Ray answered and began to move on.
Fleur blushed madly, but did not refute this statement.
"Bbbrride!?"
"He said
The students of Beauxbaton began to scream.
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Entering the bedroom they were already waiting for Narcissa, Bella and Daphne.
Greeting each other, Ray introduced Fleur to them.
"Girls, let me introduce you to Fleur Delacour."
"Isn't the youngest at Hogwarts yet?" asked Daphne, looking at Fleur.
"No. Gabrielle is now in France. So are you all his wives?" Fleur asked while examining them.
They all nodded, even Cissi, which surprised Ray a little.
Fleur began to lose hope. These girls were beautiful, they were more beautiful than many Veelas.
Bella saw this in her eyes and said.
"Don't lose hope. We know what Veela love is and how they value those they love. Just give Ray time, give him the opportunity to get to know you better. If he accepts you and your little sister. We will also accept you as one of us."
Fleur looked at Ray.
"I believe in your feelings, but we need to get to know each other. I think you already felt that everyone except Narcissa is not really human. We really appreciate the relationship, and if you become mine, there will be no turning back. You will have to give up everything . " Ray said softly.
Fleur had no doubt, her look was filled with confidence.
"Ray, we'll spend this night with Fleur to get to know her better. Okay?" Asked Daphne.
Ray nodded.
"Of course, just let her sleep. Tomorrow will be a hard day."
The girls nodded and led Fleur to another room.
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Delacour estate.
"I knew .... I knew that we would find him." Stroking the phoenix, Gabrielle Delacour spoke with tears in her eyes.
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The next morning, Ray, Astoria, and the happy Fleur began to walk into the great hall.
"You look happy." said Ray.
"Of course! I found you. I made friends who do not look at me with envy and jealousy. I was so interested to talk to them. This is one of the best days in my life, it remains only to wait for Gabrielle." said Fleur joyfully.
Ray just smiled.
Entering the hall, they saw many students.
They immediately noticed Ray.
Seeing Fleur with him, many became sad.
"What !? He took the one I fell in love with." complained to Ron Weasley.
Hermione and Harry just shook their heads and nodded toward Ray.
Having taken places they began to talk.
"So Fleur, are you definitely ready for the tournament?" Astoria asked.
"Honestly, I don't want to participate anymore. But since I'm here, it would be foolish to refuse." Fleur answered, sipping coffee from a small cup.
"Don't worry, Ray will also participate. He will help you." said Astoria.
Fleur nodded happily, not even doubting that Ray would become a champion.
At that moment, they saw the Weasley twins come running into the hall.
"Watch." said Ray, pointing to the twins.
The girls began to follow the development of events.
Fred and George drank some kind of potion and went towards the goblet.
Approaching the line, they stopped.
Gathered in courage, the twins stepped over the line.
They began to scream joyfully, but their happiness did not last long.
They were thrown out of the circle by 3-4 meters.
The twins became old, they had a beard that could compete with Dumbledore's beard.
Everyone began to laugh. Even Fred with George.
"I warned, go to Madam Pomfrey." Dumbledore's deep voice was heard, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Fleur, you need to drop a name too." said Astoria.
Fleur got up and began to go to the goblet, she was seen off by the practical guys.
Throwing a paper with a name, she went back.
*Applause*
The boys began to clap.
At this moment, Madame Maxim brought the other students of Beauxbaton, and they all threw their pieces of paper into the goblet.
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The evening of the same day.
Everyone began to gather for a gala dinner. They wanted to see who the goblet would pick.
The great hall was full, the noise did not subside.
Ray got up and started walking toward the goblet.
Fleur and Astoria watched him, with pride in their eyes.
Instantly silence enveloped the great hall.
"Look!"
"This is Peverell."
"But he is not 17!"
"Do you think he can cross the line?"
"Of course he can! Only Ray is worthy to be a Hogwarts champion."
Many voices filled the hall.
Ray walked over to the line and just walked on.
Raising his hand, he ran it through the blue flame and smiled.
"Magical fire."
Then he threw a piece of paper with his name. The flames rose to the ceiling. His candidacy was accepted.
Slytherins began to scream and clap loudly.
"Yes ! "
"I told you ! "
Everyone else started clapping. Harry Potter was happy and clapped the loudest.
The teachers looked at each other and could not understand anything.
Ray returned to his wrong place and the plates began to fill with food.
It's time for a gala dinner.
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After everyone had eaten, the tables were empty.
Dumbledore stood up. Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxim, sitting on either side of him, froze in suspense. Ludo Bagman, as always, shone, winking at one or the other in the hall. Crouch, on the contrary, looked blank, almost bored.
"The Goblet of Fire will make a decision soon. I think it takes another minute. When the names of the champions become known, I'll ask them to go to the table and go to the room adjacent to the hall." He pointed to the door behind the professor's table.
"There they will receive instructions for the first round of the competition."
He took out a magic wand and waved it wide, all the candles in the hall, except for those that burned in pumpkins, went out. The hall plunged into darkness. The goblet of fire shone brighter, sparkling bluish flames of fire dazzled in the eyes. But the views of all were still directed to the goblet.
The flame suddenly turned red, a pillar of sparks shot up, and a charred piece of parchment jumped out of the Cup. The hall froze.
"Durmstrang Champion - Victor Krum." Dumbledore informed them.
Applause sounded in the hall.
Ron Weasley and Karkaroff shouted loudest.
"It should be so !!!" Weasley screamed.
"Bravo, Victor! Bravo!" Shouted Karkaroff, so the whole audience heard him.
"I knew what it was in you!"
Victor Krum rose from his seat and went into the room for the champions.
Gradually, the noise in the hall died down, the attention of all again was directed to the goblet. The flames reddened again, and the goblet fired another piece of parchment.
"Champion of Beauxbaton - Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore notified them.
Fleur kissed Ray on the cheek and ran into the next room.
Ray smiled at her.
Only the Hogwarts Champion was left.
The fire turned red, sparks rained down. A third piece of parchment flew out of the goblet. Dumbledore caught him and read:
"Hogwarts Champion - Ray Peverell!"
The hall exploded in screams.
To a deafening noise, Ray walked into the room.
The room was small. On the walls are portraits of witches and wizards, opposite a beautiful fireplace, in which fire burns.
Fleur was standing by the fireplace. Victor was a little further.
Seeing the person entering, Fleur ran to Ray and hugged him.
Ray hugged back and inhaled the smell of her hair.
"Flowers .... you smell great." in a whisper, he told her right in her ear.
Fleur snuggled closer.
Ray felt Fleur simply emanating a sea of love. Veelas are truly creatures of love.
After 2 minutes, they saw ... ..Harry Potter.
Victor and Fleur did not know what he was doing here.
"So it means someone threw the parchment with your name." said Ray, but everyone heard him.
"Do you believe that it's not me !?" asked Harry.
"Of course I believe. Without trials of the three wizards, you have enough trials." Ray answered.
Fleur believed Ray and said nothing.
Ludo Bagman ran after Harry.
"Incredible!" he exclaimed, grabbing Harry's hand.
"Extraordinary incident! Gentlemens ... lady." he turned to the champions, dragging Harry to the fireplace.
"Let me introduce you, no matter how surprising it may sound, the fourth champion, a participant in the Tournament!"
They already understood this and were not surprised.
The door behind them opened again. Dumbledore, Mr. Crouch, Karkaroff, Madame Maxim, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape came in. A rumble of excited voices burst from the hall for a moment.
"Dumbledorr! How to understand this!?" screamed Madame Maxim.
"I would also like to know that!" Shouted Karkaroff.
"Two champions from Hogwarts! I don't remember this, maybe I am new to the rules!?" he went on.
"Incredible !!" screamed Madame Maxim.
"We were sure, Dumbledore, that the forbidden line would allow only senior students to participate in the competition. Otherwise, we would bring a lot more applicants here." said Karkaroff.
"Karkaroff, it's all Potter's tricks. Dumbledore is not to blame for the fact that Potter violated the rules of the Tournament. From the first day of appearing at school this unbearable boy does only what violates the rules. " said Snape.
"So you say your high school students are just rubbish? Since the younger students would easily compete with them, Ray said coldly, looking directly into Karkaroff's eyes.
"I ..." he tried to say something, but Ray pressed him with his magic.
"The only reason Harry became a champion. This is because someone wanted him dead, maybe even you. But even so he is more than worthy to be a champion. After all, he defeated your master, right? Karkaroff." continued Ray
"That's enough, Mr. Peverell." said Dumbledore.
Dumbledore glanced sharply at Harry, who did not look away.
"Is that you, Harry, tossed your name into the goblet?"
"No." at the sight of all eyes, Harry answered. Snape snickered sarcastically, expressing distrust.
[Trying to read his mind, huh? Ask the right questions. An old, cunning goat.] Ray thought.
"Maybe you asked one of the olders to throw your name in the goblet?"
"No." Harry answered firmly.
"He is not telling the truth!" exclaimed Madame Maxim.
"Harry could not cross the forbidden line." McGonagall intervened.
"Even if he wanted to. There is no doubt about that."
"Then, probably, Dumbledorr himself was mistaken. After all, one student under the age of 17, quite easily crossed the line." shrugged Madame Maxim and looked at Ray.
"You should not compare Mr. Peverell with other students. He is far ahead of them all." said Severus Snape.
"I guess I'm really wrong." Dumbledore agreed.
"Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman. You are our impartial judge. And you, of course, agree that what happened is contrary to the rules of the Tournament?" asked Karkaroff.
"We must strictly follow the rules. And it is written in black and white: the one whose name has dropped out of the goblet is obliged to unconditionally participate in the tournament," said Crouch.
"Well, of course! Barty knows the rules like the back of his hand!" Bagman beamed and looked at the protesting guests, as if to say: the argument is over.
"I insist on increasing the number of my wards who have gained access to the Goblet of Fire. Light it again. All schools should have an equal number of champions. This, Dumbledore, will be honest!" Karkaroff shouted.
"Understand, Karkaroff, this is impossible. The Goblet of Fire has gone out, and it will not be lit until the next Tournament." said Bagman.
"Harry can be an independent member. You say that Hogwarts have two champions, and that means an advantage. In that case, only I will represent Hogwarts. Do you have a problem with that?" Ray asked.
"Peverell is absolutely right, Albus. It's the smartest decision. And I'm sure Potter didn't throw the parchment with his name." A voice croaked at the door.
It was Moody / Barty.
Ray took Fleur's hand and began to leave.
"Where are you going, Mr. Peverell?" Bagman asked.
"Our presence is optional. That's all, your problems. Tell us about the task of the first round." Ray said coldly.
Bagman sweated and stepped back. Then he looked at Crouch.
"Yes, yes ... Instructions. First round ...
The first round will test your wit. We do not dedicate you to what challenge you are facing. It is extremely important for a wizard to act boldly and resourcefully in unexpected circumstances. The first round will be held on November twenty-fourth in the presence of spectators and judges.
Tournament participants are prohibited from accepting any help from teachers.
The champion's only weapon is a magic wand.
At the end of the first round, you will receive instructions for the second. Given the cost of effort and time to prepare for the Tournament, champions are exempted from annual exams. In my opinion, is that all, Albus? "Crouch turned to Dumbledore.
Ray did not listen further and simply left.
"Ray, what do you think the first assignment will be?" Fleur asked.
"I will tell you in the room. Astoria and I will do your training. You will need it." said Ray.
And they went to Astoria, who was waiting for them at the entrance to the great hall.
"So how? So this year again, something will happen?" Astoria asked.
"As usual,my dear, as usual." Ray answered.