Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 372 Rules
“Good evening, everyone!” Ludobagman said. “The third event of the Triwizard Tournament is very simple and very clear: the maze. The Triwizard Tournament Cup is placed in the center of the maze. Whoever is the first to touch it will get a perfect score and will immediately win the glory of the champion and a prize of one thousand Galleons.”

Hearing Ludobagman say that, Tiera visibly relaxed.

This means that there have been no major changes in the overall rules.

"We just need to get through the maze?" Hibiscus asked hesitantly, seemingly feeling that this challenge was a bit too easy.

“Of course there will be many obstacles,” Ludobagman said cheerfully, as if he could already foresee the awkward situation the four warriors might face after entering the maze. “Our Mr. Hagrid has provided a whole bunch of animals…and some spells that must be removed…things like that, you know. Oh yes, and the warriors who scored the most points in the first two competitions will enter the maze first, and the warriors who enter later will enter in order of their scores.”

"Besides..." At this moment, Dumbledore walked into the center of the arena, followed by an old man with gray hair, a thin figure, and an almost ghostly appearance—

“Mr. Lemaître?” Thierra’s eyes seemed to light up as she looked at him with delight. “What brings you here?”

"Oh ho ho ho..." Nikolai Meigan chuckled. "Of course, I'll watch your game in person."

"Our little Tierra is finally going to lift the 'crown'! How could an old man like me not come to see?" Nicholas Lema said, looking somewhat excited.

"Before the competition officially begins, I have something to announce... In light of the extraordinary magical power used by a certain contestant in the first two events," Dumbledore said, glancing at Tyella, "for the sake of fairness and impartiality, after discussions among myself, Madam Maxim, Mr. Karkaroff, Mr. Bagman, and the late Mr. Crouch."

Dumbledore paused, gave Tierra a meaningful look, and then continued, "We've decided to make some additional provisions for the third event of the Triwizard Tournament."

“First of all, the use of large-scale destructive spells is prohibited in this match,” Dumbledore said, stroking his beard. “Anyone found using such spells will be immediately disqualified and removed from the maze.”

"Secondly, to prevent any potential cheating, the use of any magical items other than those provided by the organizers is prohibited in this match." Dumbledore paused, and before Tyrell could grasp the specific meaning of his words, he continued, "Before the match begins, the four champions must enter one of the four changing rooms in the center of the arena, change into the clothing we provide, and may only use the wands provided by us..."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, Tyrell's face instantly stiffened. Before Dumbledore could continue, she abruptly raised her hand to interrupt him—

"Professor Dumbledore, what is the core of a wand?"

Dumbledore did not answer, but looked at Nicholas Lemay standing behind him.

“Unicorn tail hair,” Nicholas Lemay replied slowly, “and the applewood staff… both are the same thirteen inches…”

After hearing Nicholas Flamel's answer, Tyella looked at Harry, her face turning deathly pale for a moment.

"W-what's wrong?" Harry felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

“No…” Tiera lowered her head for a moment, and when she raised it again, her expression was normal.

"It's nothing," Tierra said calmly.

“This brings us to our third rule,” Dumbledore continued. “You should all know who this is.”

As he spoke, Dumbledore leaned back, revealing Nick Lemma.

“Nick Flamel,” Dumbledore introduced, “the greatest alchemist in history… the wands you use in the competition were specially crafted by him, allowing us judges to monitor and record the spells you use from the sidelines, thus preventing any perceived unfairness.” “Because our school’s champion, Tierra, used over-the-top magic in the first two competitions, Madam Maxim suspected that someone was using large-scale ritual magic to assist her. Therefore, after the second event, I consulted with the other judges and we devised this method. Once you enter the arena, Madam Maxim, Karkaroff, and I will be responsible for monitoring Tierra, Fleur Delacour, and Mr. Krum respectively, while Ludobagman will be responsible for Harry. The fifth judge, who is also our Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, and our technical advisor, Nick Flamel, will oversee the entire process and monitor the spell usage of the four champions.”

After saying that, Dumbledore pointed to the very front of the audience, where there were five tables, each with a crystal ball. At that moment, Nicholas Flamel, who had been standing behind Dumbledore, was jogging, rushing towards the table at the very back at a speed slower than a snail.

Dumbledore looked around at the four warriors and then asked:

"Do you have any questions?"

Three warriors—

Fleur Delacour, Harry Potter, and Viktor Krum looked at each other and shook their heads.

Clearly, Fleur de la Kur and Viktor Krum would not object to this rule that was obviously biased towards them.

But Tyrell just stared silently at Dumbledore, lost in thought.

“Very good,” said Dumbledore. “Then please, the four heroes, enter the dressing room to change your clothes. For the sake of fairness and caution, you will be accompanied by Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Snape of Hogwarts, respectively, to prevent you from smuggling magical items into the arena.”

“Moody will take care of Tyella, Professor McGonagall will take care of Miss Delacour, Flitwick will take care of you, Harry, and Snape. Mr. Krum, please go to the last dressing room over there, yes, that one.” Dumbledore shoved the heroes into the dressing room one by one.

Tierra followed the instructions and entered the first changing room.

The changing room looked much bigger inside than outside. From the outside, it looked like a single public toilet, but inside it was as big as a room.

Clearly, this is thanks to the Invisible Extension Spell.

Professor Moody was sitting in the center of the room.

There was a table against the wall in the room, on which were a stack of folded clothes, a magic wand, and an empty box.

"Put your clothes and wand in this box," Moody said in a deep voice. "Then change into your match clothes."

“Okay.” Tierra put her wand back into the box, then turned her back to prepare to change to the next one. Just then—

A white light shone from behind Tiera, and at the same time—

“Imperio!” Professor Moody’s voice rang out.

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