Ch 586-590

A group of little wizards stared at Dumbledore on the stage, and Ivan was no exception.

In particular, he knew that Dumbledore had been involved in the Horcrux conspiracy, and now it was highly probable that he was hanging by a potion, so he expressed concern about the physical condition of the old professor.

But I don't know if it was an illusion, Ivan found that Dumbledore's breath was not weakened at all, it even became stronger than before...The magical power emitted by accident was enough to shock everyone in the auditorium.

Is it back to light? Ivan thought silently in his mind.

On the stage, Dumbledore's eyes swept across the auditorium, and then he said with a smile. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts... and of course-our guests! I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy..."

Following Dumbledore's opening, the pressure spreading in the auditorium disappeared without a trace, and Ivan and others breathed a sigh of relief.

The faces of Boothbarton and Durmstrang's students were not very good-looking, and they all agreed that Dumbledore deliberately gave them a slap in the face.

A girl from Boothbarton let out a sneered sneer.

Dumbledore continued to give his congratulatory speech only as if he hadn't heard it. After a few minutes, he entered the topic.

"The selection of the Warriors for the Triwizard Tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet. As for now... I think what you need more is to roast and eat!" Dumbledore said multilaterally, waving his wand in the air. Lightly in.

The blazing flames in the fireplace rose up, and the billowing heat wave dissipated the severe cold of the night. The students who had waited for several hours in the cold wind before felt shocked.

Then, on the long table of the four colleges, discs appeared out of thin air, filled with all kinds of rich delicacies.

Different from the past, Ivan was surprised to find that there were a lot of unseen delicacies on the table, probably French and Nordic dishes, probably to satisfy the students of Boothbatten and Durmstrang.

Ivan tried to eat too, and it felt pretty good. The house elves had nothing to say about their cooking skills.

The warm indoor environment, coupled with the food on the table, succeeded in releasing the tension and alertness of the foreign students who have just arrived.

Durmstrang's students took off the fur cloaks outside one after another, revealing their sturdy physique and the blood-red school robe.

The bussbarton girls also unwrapped the scarves that covered their hair hoods or part of their faces, and began to enjoy their dinner.

But this caused some minor disturbances, because after one of the girls took off her scarf, the students in Ravenclaw next to her were startled, and many boys stared at her fascinatingly.

Some people were even so fascinated that they accidentally knocked down a goblet full of drinks. The drink was directly spilled on the bodies of several students nearby, and several screams suddenly sounded from the seats in Ravenclaw.

The Boothbarton girl couldn't help covering her mouth and laughed when she saw this scene. Under the gaze of everyone, she talked with a few girls freely, and seemed to enjoy this much-anticipated feeling.

The sudden scream also caused more people to turn their eyes, and Ivan naturally did the same.

Although he had never seen him before, but after a glance towards that side, Ivan found the mixed-blood Miss Veva in the crowd-Fleur Delacour!

Ivan looked at each other curiously. In terms of appearance, Furong can only be regarded as a good-looking girl, but the magic is that she has a special temperament, like a magnet, which makes people unable to move. Open your eyes.

Ron on the side was even more staring, staring at Fleur in a daze, without even hearing Harry calling his name.

I don't know what we're talking about, Fleur, who is at the long table in Ravenclaw, suddenly looked over here, staring at Ivan for a while, and the azure blue eyes were very bright.

When he found that Ivan was looking at him at the moment, Furong couldn't help but smiled, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

"Oh my god, she's looking at me!" Ron's excited voice was a little out of tune. When Furong's gaze was swept across, his body trembled constantly.

Oh, this is a heartbeat feeling!

Within a few seconds, Ron's mind was full of thoughts, especially when he saw Fleur smiling at him, Ron even thought of the names of his children in the future.

However, Furong's eyes did not stay on them for long, and soon turned to look at Hufflepuff's academy table.

Ivan noticed that she was looking at Cedric.

Ron also noticed this, his face flushed red, and his heart was very uncomfortable, as if his beloved goddess suddenly moved to fall in love.

"Is she so good-looking?" A voice suddenly rang in their ears.

Ivan turned her head and saw Hermione staring at her with her mouth pursed. She used a knife and fork to poke several holes in the steak in front of her...

"Ah...you mean the Boothbatten girl? Hmm...just so so!" Ivan coughed slightly and said with a calm expression.

Hermione's face looked better now, but before she could speak, the average Ron couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No, Ivan? You actually think she looks pretty? I've never seen such a beautiful girl! There is no such girl in Hogwarts..."

Ivan rolled his eyes, disagreeing with Ron's words.

However, Veeva's temperament bonus was really powerful, and even him was slightly affected just now.

Ivan looked around and found that most of the little wizards in the auditorium were affected. He stared at Furong, only a few dozen wizards were not affected too much~www.mtlnovel.com~ For example, Cedric of Hufflepuff, after looking at each other with Fleur, just raised the goblet and gestured to the other party.

Another example is Harry. Although he is also staring at Ravenclaw's long table, he is obviously looking at Cho Chang...

"She smiled at me just now!" Ron still immersed himself in Furong's charm, recalling that smile, he thought he could remember it for a lifetime.

"Don't be silly, Ron, she's not looking at you!" Hermione interrupted Ron's fantasies directly. She looked back at Fleur and saw that the other party looked away from Cedric as she expected. Opened, looked at some of Durmstrang's students, and added.

"She just wants to know who her opponent will be!"

Ivan also nodded. As Busbarton's almost scheduled contestant, it is normal for Fleur to ask the students of Ravenclaw for information.

The most famous little wizard in Hogwarts is himself, which is probably the reason why the other party looks at him, but because of his age, Fleur probably thinks he is unlikely to be selected, so he will look at Cedric.

Hermione's remarks did not break Ron's beautiful illusions, he still stubbornly thought that Fleur might have some kind of affection for him.

Halfway through the banquet, the door of the auditorium was opened again, and two wizards in suits walked in from outside.

They walked all the way to the high platform, shook hands with Dumbledore, and then sat on the teacher's bench without attracting too many people's attention.

But Ivan was obviously the exception, staring at them when the two came in.

"Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch, what are they doing here?" Harry also glanced strangely there.

"Which of them is Crouch?" Ivan asked.

He remembered that in the original time and space, Barty Crouch was controlled by the Imperius curse released by Voldemort himself. In the current situation of all wireless cables, Crouch may be a good breakthrough!

"The tall, thin and thin man with gray hair is Crouch, and the other is Ludo Bagman!"

It was not Harry that explained to Ivan, but Ron. He finally moved his gaze away from Furong, probably because Furong hadn't responded to his affectionate gaze for so long.

Ivan nodded and looked at the faculty seat again. At this time, Crouch was sitting beside Dumbledore and chatting with the old professor very happily, almost nothing strange on the surface.

However, Ivan knew that the Imperius Curse could control a wizard almost perfectly, so that his words and deeds were the same as usual.

There are only two flaws in this magic!

First, it will be noticed by the clever Master Panthera, as long as you search the other's memory, you can find something wrong.

The second is that wizards with strong willpower may break free of the spell on their own. For example, Barty Crouch and his son in the original time and space have successfully achieved this!

The reason why I can understand it so comprehensively is because Ivan had studied the Imperius Curse for a period of time in order to control Nott when he was in Knockturn Alley.

The first flaw, in Ivan's opinion, cannot be solved at all. Fortunately, the number of psychic wizards is scarce, as long as he controls Nott's house to reduce going out.

It's easy to get rid of it by yourself. In order to prevent Nott from getting out of trouble, Ivant arranged for two werewolf wizards to stare at him at all times and regularly strengthen Nott's Imperius Curse.

Thinking about this, Ivan quickly got into trouble again. Although he suspected that Crouch was an undercover undercover under Voldemort's control, he did not have enough evidence to prove him.

Knowing that Crouch is the head of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department, with a high position and a reputation for being upright, Dumbledore has a high degree of trust in him.

And with his own butterfly, the real Moody has appeared in the school. Whether Crouch is controlled by Voldemort like the original time and space is unknown... If you make a mistake, it is no joke!

The power of Imperius is that Voldemort may control anyone in this school!

The only solution is for Dumbledore in the auditorium to read everyone's memory with the idea of ​​dementia, and to distinguish who are normal people and which are controlled undercover agents.

It's just that according to the old professor's character, it is obviously impossible to do so without a last resort...

Ivan kind of wanted to distinguish by himself, but his panic was far from reaching such a level!

He estimated that at least he would have to raise his mind to level six in order to explore the minds of most people without knowing it.

Just as Ivan was thinking about it, Dumbledore, who had had a few conversations with Crouch, stood up and walked to the front of the stage again.

"Everyone, I think you have eaten and drank enough, right?" Dumbledore's loud voice echoed in the auditorium.

The little wizards present put down their knives and forks one after another. Although some foodies wanted to continue to enjoy the food, they looked forward to what Dumbledore said next.

"It looks like it's time!" Dumbledore saw the expressions of everyone, and he waved his wand again, and the messy long table returned to its original neat appearance.

Dumbledore continued. "Next I will talk about the arrangement of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Listening to the old professor mentioning the Triwizard Tournament, everyone was sitting in full jeopardy, and a feeling of excitement and tension gradually spread in the auditorium.

Dumbledore turned his voice, pointed to Crouch on his right, and introduced. "Please allow me to introduce two new guests to you first. There may be people who do not know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic!"

Crouch nodded at the crowd, and there was sparse applause in the auditorium.

Dumbledore then introduced Ludo Bagman on the left to everyone, and thanked the two for their hard work in reopening the Triwizard Tournament over the past few months.

"They will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim to form a five-member jury to judge the performance of the Warriors."

Dumbledore spoke, clapped his hands again, and asked Filch to take the box up.

"What box?" Harry lowered his voice and asked curiously.

Ivan knew the inside story, but he still looked towards Filch.

Perhaps to participate in this important occasion, Filch, who is usually undressed, tidyed it up, and at least put on a new robe. He was holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in both hands, with a solemn expression, as if he was holding it. Like a noble holy thing.

The little wizards craned their necks curiously~www.mtlnovel.com~ want to see more clearly.

Dumbledore continued. "Each item in this year's Triwizard Tournament has been carefully reviewed by us. It is divided into three items. We will examine the abilities of the warriors from various aspects, such as their magical abilities, whether they have extraordinary courage and meticulous reasoning ability. ..."

"After each event is over, the referees will give corresponding scores based on their performance. The points obtained in the three competitions are added together, and the warrior with the highest score will win the top three cup! As for the selection process of the warriors ..."

While Dumbledore was speaking, Filch had already walked to the high platform and carefully placed the box on the table in front of him.

Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped it three times on the lid of the box. The box opened slowly, and a wooden goblet that had been cut very rough appeared in front of everyone.

Dumbledore pointed at it with his magic wand, looked at everyone present, and spoke word by word. "The selection process of the warriors will be carried out by the most impartial selection. It is... the Goblet of Fire!"

Following Dumbledore's words, a large amount of blue and white flames gushed out from the mouth of the cup...

The flames suddenly rising from the mouth of the cup shocked the little wizards in the front row.

Dumbledore continued to speak, and continued to speak. "Practitioners who want to run for the Warriors, please write your name and school name on a piece of parchment after the banquet, and throw them into the goblet of fire.

I will give you twenty-four hours to think about it and decide whether to run for the election. At this time tomorrow, the Goblet of Fire will select three from all the candidates, which it thinks best represents the three major schools. Warrior! "

"As for tonight, I will leave this cup in the hall so that you can touch it..."

Dumbledore talked freely, talking about various precautions for selecting the Warriors, and then specifically mentioned that this year's Warriors candidates have age restrictions, and students under the age of 17 are not allowed to participate.

After speaking, Dumbledore looked at the audience again and asked. "That's probably all I have to say, any of you have any questions? If not, then the banquet tonight is over..."

At this moment, a voice rang.

"Professor, how exactly does the Goblet of Fire select the warriors, and what are the specific criteria? How to ensure that it will select the best students?"

Dumbledore turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice, and found that the questioner was Ivan.

However, the other little wizards were also very interested in this question. Although no one asked directly like Ivan as boldly as Ivan, they all fixed their eyes on Dumbledore, waiting for his answer.

"This is a very complicated process involving many aspects." Dumbledore explained in a vague tone, "What I can tell you is that in the past, the places in the Triwizard Tournament were also determined by the Goblet of Fire. Facts have proved that the warriors selected each time are enough to convince the crowd, I think...this should prove its reliability!"

However, this did not convince Ivan, he continued to ask. "If it is true as you said, the Goblet of Fire will automatically select the most outstanding students, then why do you limit the age of the contestants?"

"If a lower grade student is selected, doesn't it prove that this student is better than those higher grade students and is more suitable to be a warrior?"

Ivan has always been surprised at this. Wizards over the age of seventeen are basically graduates, and their strength is strong, but who can guarantee that the little wizards in the fifth and sixth grades will have any genius.

For example, Snape created the powerful spell of Shenfeng Wuying in the fifth grade, and Tom Riddle, who was the same age, had a spellcasting level comparable to that of the elite Auror.

From the perspective of protecting the contestants, the so-called age limit is totally unnecessary...

The question Ivan throws is like throwing a boulder on the surface of a calm lake. For a while, the auditorium becomes lively, and many little wizards who are dissatisfied with this rule are talking in private, and their voices are getting louder and louder.

George and Fred even yelled that they were no worse than senior graduates, demanding that the age limit be removed and a fair and just selection would come!

"Quiet!" Dumbledore raised his hand and blessed himself with a loud voice curse. The next moment, a thunderous voice overwhelmed everyone's noise.

When the auditorium slowly recovered calm, Dumbledore explained.

"Regarding the age limit, I can answer you now. That's because the Ministry of Magic and our referees agree that adult wizards over the age of seventeen will be more capable to complete the three high-intensity challenges!

Especially they are sober enough to be responsible for every decision they make! "

While speaking, Dumbledore deliberately emphasized words such as "adult" and "responsible".

Ivan suddenly understood that both the Ministry of Magic and the school wanted to shirk responsibility as much as possible.

After all, seventeen years old in the magic world means that the wizard has grown up and has the right to make decisions on his own. In addition, he is willing to participate in the competition. Even if he accidentally died on the field, he said that the past will not cause too bad influence. .

It would be different if it were replaced by a minor wizard. Once an error occurs, the officials who prompted the reopening of the Triwizard Tournament are likely to be held accountable.

Angry people don't care whether the other party is willing or not, in their opinion, underage wizards have no ability to measure danger at all.

Although I understand this, Ivan still bit his scalp and asked the last question in order to successfully participate in the competition to obtain legendary points: "Professor Dumbledore, if an underage wizard puts his name into the cup, will the Goblet of Fire recognize it? "

Dumbledore's expression became very serious: "This is what I just want to remind you that the Triwizard Tournament is not a trifle. Don't take part in it rashly."

"Once the name you put into the Goblet of Fire is selected and you become the warrior representing this school, then there will be a contract between the Goblet of Fire and you that must be abided by. All warriors must stick to the end and complete the game. There is an option to regret!"

Dumbledore did not answer Ivan's question head-on, but the little wizards in the audience understood it. This meant that the Goblet of Fire did not tell whether the contestants were adults or not. The students in the lower grades would also have the same if they put their names in them. Possibility to participate!

"This is awesome!" George and Fred embraced excitedly, as if they saw the 1,000 gallon bonus beckoning to them.

The other little wizards who are interested in participating but who suffer from insufficient age also cheered, as if they have been successfully elected to the warriors~www.mtlnovel.com~Kakaroff and Maxim in the VIP seats are I frowned, this is different from what I said before!

They couldn't help wondering if Dumbledore had temporarily changed his mind so that the talented wizard at Hogwarts could play.

Just as the two were about to refute, Dumbledore suddenly raised his left hand and waved his wand. A string of golden flames burned around the table.

Everyone didn't understand what Dumbledore was doing. When the flames dissipated, they found an extra circle of thin gold lines on the ground with a radius of about ten feet, enclosing the goblet of fire.

Dumbledore pointed to the line in the surprised eyes of everyone, and stayed for a long time on George, Fred and others, before finally looking at Ivan, and said emphatically.

"In order to prevent underage students from not being able to withstand the temptation, I arranged an age line around the Goblet of Fire. Anyone under the age of seventeen cannot cross it!

So I implore some of you to give up all the thoughts in your mind, there is no need to waste your energy! "

After setting up this age line, Dumbledore officially announced that today's dinner is over.

Before leaving, Karkaroff and Maxim looked at Dumbledore's magic without worry, until they confirmed that the effect of the age line was the same as the old professor said, and it was so powerful that they couldn't break it. Leave with confidence.

As soon as the principals left, the auditorium suddenly became very noisy, and everyone was talking about the goblet of fire placed on the high platform and the candidates for the warriors...

"I was still thinking about the person responsible for selecting the Warriors this morning. It would be bad if Professor Dumbledore would choose the person himself. I didn't expect it to be just an age line!" Fred's eyes flashed, full of confidence. Said, he thought it was impossible for a rigid identification magic to stop him.

"Yes! It seems that the ageing agent we prepared in advance is going to work!" George was also very happy. Fortunately, he made a bottle of ageing agent a few days ago. Prepare, it must be too late!

After being happy for a while, the two did not forget to share their joy with Ivan.

"I don't think it would be easy to cross the age line set by the professor..." Seeing the excitement of the two brothers, Ivan euphemistically exhorted them. They bumped their heads and added a lot of beards. .

"Really? Then wait and see tomorrow. This method will work!" George and Fred ignored Ivan's remarks and said confidently. They thought Ivan would not use this method. One less competitor.

Ivan shook his head secretly, and stopped talking to persuade. Anyway, Dumbledore didn't attach any destructive magic to the age line. Even if the attempt failed, it would be a bit of a pain.

Thinking of this, Ivan turned his head and glanced at the Goblet of Fire placed on the high platform. He had some ideas to break the age limit. I don't know if it will work...

But thinking about it, Ivan didn't plan to start trying immediately.

There are too many people here now, and if his method is successful, it will inevitably cause others to follow suit, which is equivalent to slap Dumbledore in the face in public-know that the old professor has just finished Fg!

Ivan wondered whether it would be better to sneak over in the middle of the night, so that no one would see it in case of failure!

"Let's go, don't look, let's go back to the lounge!"

Based on this, Ivan pulled Hermione up, along with Harry and Ron, who were obsessed with the Goblet of Fire, left the auditorium and walked towards the Gryffindor lounge.

Along the way, Harry and Ron were discussing how to break through the age line set by Dumbledore. They thought that if George's method was useful, they could try it themselves at that time.

When approaching the entrance of the lounge, Ron still curiously asked if Ivan had any good ideas.

"Who knows, I don't have any clues yet, maybe I will think of a way in a while!" Ivan shrugged and said half-truth.

"Then if you think of any solution, remember to tell me..." Ron said distressedly, and he thought he might have nothing to do.

Harry was more shy, not embarrassed to speak like Ron, but his eyes were fixed on Ivan.

"Have you forgotten? What I can do doesn't mean you can do it!" Ivan said helplessly, glancing at them.

Harry and Ron opened their mouths to say something, but when they recalled their previous Defence Against the Dark Arts class homework, they shut up.

"Ivan, Harry, Ron! Don't waste your time. Professor Dumbledore said that it is impossible to cross that line under the age of seventeen!" Hermione couldn't help but interrupt. Several people's discussion.

Compared with Harry and the others, who fantasizes about winning the Triple Finals, which will bring glory and bonuses, the little witch is keenly aware of the dangers of this game.

Especially when she heard that many people died in the Triwizard Tournament in previous years, Hermione felt even more disturbed.

Although she knew that Ivan had a high level of magic, she was still a little worried.

Now that Ivan is so keen to be a warrior, Hermione naturally wants to stop it.

It was so noisy and arguing for a long time, and when they returned to their respective dormitories, they stopped a bit.

"By the way, Ron, don't you like Krum and Fleur? Then you plan to compete?" When I was about to go to bed, Ivan suddenly thought of something, looked at Ron curiously, and asked.

"Furong? Who is that?" Ron didn't answer for a moment, but asked strangely.

Hermione wasn't there, and Ivan didn't bother to pretend not to understand Fleur's appearance, and said casually. "Of course it is the girl from Boothbatton. I asked someone to find out. It seems that she should be a mixed-blood Veeva..."

"Veeva? I knew it, no wonder she was so pretty..." Ron muttered to himself.

However, after a brief stupefaction, Ron quickly recovered, he looked at Ivan and said hesitantly. "Even if I like Fu...what does liking Krum have to do with me being a warrior?"

"I think they should be the best students of Boothbatten and Durmstrang, and they will most likely become the warriors representing their respective schools." Ivan reminded him that he was very curious about the idols, goddesses and his own glory , What choice Ron will make.

Ron was stunned, he had never thought of this, but he had to admit that what Ivan said was very likely to happen, and he fell into entanglement for a while.

His adoration of Krum is true, and his fascination with Fleur is true, but Ron can't let go of the honor and bonus that the Goblet of Fire brings.

Seeing Ron really thinking about it, Ivan scratched his head~www.mtlnovel.com~ He was just joking.

"Forget it... you think slowly, I'll go to bed first!" Ivan yawned tiredly, ignored Ron, and lay on the bed with the quilt and was ready to go to sleep.

He has to get up in the middle of the night to do things, so he has to rest early today.

Just as Ivan was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly felt that someone was shaking himself. He opened his eyes encouragingly, only to realize that it was Ron.

At this time Ron already had a determined expression, as if he had just made a difficult trade-off, his voice became a little hoarse "I have already thought about it, Ivan! For the sake of Hogwarts honor , Even if Krum and Fleur become warriors, I will never let them!"

After several hours of deliberation, Ron believes that concession is the performance of the cowardly. Only by beating the opponent openly and winning the Goblet of Fire can he win the respect of the idol, the goodwill of the goddess, and the 1,000 Jin Jialong bonus!

Ivan looked at Ron with a weird expression, resisting a spit, and said earnestly.

"Go to sleep, you have everything in your dreams!"

In the middle of the night, in the Gryffindor bedroom, Ivan quietly turned up from the bed, glanced at Harry and the others who were still sleeping, opened the door gently, and walked towards the auditorium.

As he thought, at this point in time, there was no one in the silent auditorium.

The door was open, and all the little wizards who tried to get up in the middle of the night to throw papers like their own thoughts had already come.

Inside the entrance of Ivan Mai, the surroundings looked a little dark, and the only light source was the large goblet placed on the high platform, and blue and white flames were constantly spitting out from the mouth of the cup.

"Try the easiest first!" Walking straight to the edge of the age line, Ivan thought to himself, took out a piece of parchment with his name written in advance from his pocket, and then crumpled the paper into a ball. Aimed at the mouth of the cup.

The distance of three meters is not too far, and Ivan is still very confident of his quasi-head, so he directly threw the paper ball in his hand.

The ball of paper was spinning in the air away from the hand, and it crossed the age line very smoothly and fell into the blue-white flame.

Just when Ivan thought he was going to succeed, the flame suddenly rose, lifted the ball of paper, and finally deflected and fell to the ground.

"Well, it doesn't seem to work!" Seeing this scene, Ivan touched his chin and muttered to himself.

However, Ivan didn't care too much about this defeat. He waved his wand and cast a flying curse to summon the goblet of fire, but the cup didn't move. He had to recall the ball of paper that had fallen to the ground and continued to try other methods.

For example, using Transfiguration Curse to make an owl flying through the air with a note.

It's a pity that Ivan soon discovered that the transformed owl couldn't even break through the age line, no matter how high it flew, as long as it entered the range of the age line, it would be shaken by a magical force.

The rest of the attempts also ended in failure, even if he tried several times to make the paper ball fall into the goblet of fire, he would soon be thrown out by the blue and white flames.

Obviously, in addition to the age line set by the old professor, the Goblet of Fire itself has also been given recognition magic. It is most likely that the paper that needs to be put into the Goblet of Fire will be accepted, and other creatures will not work.

Ivan even suspected that he had to put his name in by himself.

Don't look at Barty Crouch Jr. in the original time and space who signed up for him without Harry's consent, but this guy will be a powerful confusing spell, even the number of participating schools can be changed, so It must not be difficult for the Goblet of Fire to mistake him for Harry himself.

"This is deliberately embarrassing me!" Ivan muttered to himself.

The age line with the recognition ability of the Goblet of Fire is too tricky, and it is difficult to perform magic on a powerful magic item at a distance of three meters.

He originally expected Dumbledore to leave some obvious loopholes for himself to drill, but he didn't expect the old professor to be so cruel and directly block all the paths he thought of.

Thinking of this, Ivan's brows wrinkled involuntarily, is it possible to apply for help?

The way he can think of now is to find a powerful adult wizard, such as Professor McGonagall, let her impose a confusing spell on the Goblet of Fire and cast her own name in it—just like Barty Crouch Jr. did. Like that.

However, Ivan felt that according to Professor McGonagall's staid temperament, she would only provide herself with some advice at best, and I am afraid that she would not be able to do things like cheating directly.

Step on...

Just as Ivan was thinking about it, a footstep suddenly came from outside the door.

somebody is coming? With a thought, Ivan turned his head and glanced, then drew his wand and tapped his chest, muttering softly.

"Charm~ (phantom body curse

A cool, water-like film suddenly enveloped the whole body, and Ivan's figure disappeared in place.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer.

After a while, a wizard who looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old stepped into the auditorium. He wore a nightgown and looked around carefully, and saw that there was no one in the dim auditorium. He breathed a sigh of relief and hesitated towards the flames. Go for the cup.

Ivan, who was in a state of invisibility, held the magic wand and stared at each other's every move.

There are usually only two possibilities to come here at this time.

The first is that he wants to participate in the top three but is not confident in his own ability and is worried about being laughed at, so he only dared to secretly put his name into the Goblet of Fire in the middle of the night.

The second is to make things happen, controlled by Voldemort and want to do something on the Goblet of Fire, or a Death Eater sneaked in in disguise.

Ivan quickly ruled out the second option, because the young wizard didn't have any extra actions. After standing in front of the goblet of fire for a long time, he hesitated and took out a piece of parchment with the name written on it. Into the goblet of fire.

The blue-and-white flame immediately engulfed the parchment, which meant that his identity as a warrior candidate was recognized by the Goblet of Fire.

After all this was done, the young wizard seemed to have let go of some burden, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and then prepared to leave with anxiety and expectation.

Perhaps he was too anxious when he turned around. The young wizard accidentally bumped into the table in front of him, his thigh knocked on the sharp corner, and he gasped in pain.

The goblet of flame placed on the table was also affected and shook slightly.

Ivan, who was observing in secret, was keenly aware of this, and his eyes lit up. It seemed that the Goblet of Fire had not been fixed by Dumbledore!

Doesn't that mean...

An idea popped out of Ivan's mind, and he cancelled the phantom curse on his body, blocked the door, and greeted enthusiastically.

"Good evening, senior!"

"Who?" A person suddenly emerged from the dark, secluded auditorium, frightening the wizard.

With a brush, he took out the wand attached to his waist, tremblingly pointed to the front, and after seeing Ivan's face clearly, he asked uncertainly.

"You are... Hals? Why are you here?"

"Do you know me?" Ivan raised an eyebrow~www.mtlnovel.com~ It was a little surprised, he didn't know each other.

"Of course! You are the pride of our Gryffindor... We hadn't won the Academy Cup for many years before you came to school. Every year Slytherin beats us, and Quidditch..." It is excited to talk about the past deeds of Ivan.

"Winning the Academy Cup is the result of the joint efforts of everyone in Gryffindor. I just did something that should be done." Ivan said modestly.

"By the way, I want to ask you to do me a favor? Can you?" Ivan asked with a smile. He didn't expect the other party to be suspicious of his admirer. This is much easier.

"What's up?" The young wizard was stunned, looking a little at a loss.

Ivan pointed his finger at the goblet of flame placed on the high table and spoke. "It's very simple, take that cup over! I want to sign up for the competition!"