Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 544 Amulet
In front of Harry was the gigantic statue of the Big Four, circles of flames burning around the old classroom... The flickering flames intersected with the flames in the Goblet of Fire on the stone platform not far away.

Flickering and dimming, the light illuminated the faces of Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Karkaroff, Krum, Fleur... many professors, principals, and warriors.

They were either amazed, angry, or noisy...

The waves of sound surrounded Harry, drowning him, voices everywhere, footsteps, shouts...

Harry froze in place until Hagrid groaned and rushed forward, hugging him tightly.

The big giant nearly strangled Harry,
Hagrid was sobbing loudly in his sorrow and anger.

"Harry, I thought I was going to lose you... Thanks to Professor McGonagall's Shock Absorbing Charm, you survived the terrible duel just now."

It wasn't until Harry realized that he had become the No. 11 warrior.

"Well, Hagrid, Harry must go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment."

Professor Dumbledore bent down to check Harry, then patted Hagrid on the shoulder seriously and said.

"What's the matter, what happened again?"

Cornelius Fudge pushed his way from the back of the crowd with a tired and dejected look on his face.

Next to him was Ludo Bagman with a flattering face, and Karkaroff with a greasy smile.

The two kept talking, as if they were introducing what had just happened to Fudge.

"He needs to go to the hospital!" Fudge hurried over, squeezed his way out of the crowd and shouted loudly, "Harry has been seriously injured—Dumbledore, this matter must be investigated thoroughly, otherwise it will have devastating consequences for the Ten Strong Tournament..."

"At this time, you still want to hold that idiotic event?" Madam Pomfrey rolled her eyes, turned around and spit at Bagman.

But obviously who says it goes without saying.

"Bobby, we'll talk about this later."

"Now we have to find out how all this happened. Originally, this magical device and ritual...should only be able to duel safely...There have been many such duels in the past few days. It stands to reason that these phantoms can only be adjusted according to Harry's level of spells and magic power..."

"That's right! Professor Dumbledore... how could these phantoms issue the [Death Curse] directly! It looks like they are going to kill Harry." Professor McGonagall yelled.

Hagrid clenched his fists angrily, roared with fiery eyes, "Who, if I know who did it, I'll screw his head off and give it to the fire dragon as a toilet..."

"Don't be impulsive, Ruburt!" screamed Professor Flitwick.

Hagrid, standing with Flitwick, the bigger one looks bigger, and the smaller one looks smaller...

At this time, Ludo Bagman brought the Goblet of Fire directly from the stone platform. The blue-white flame was still burning inside, and the heat made his round baby face covered with sweat.

"How is it possible! This kind of thing should never happen."

"When we asked the goblins to set up the magic ritual, we set the upper limit of the original magic power and spells... It is absolutely impossible for the phantoms of these four giants to issue such unforgivable spells as [Death Curse]..."

After Bagman handed the Goblet of Fire to Professor Snape who was about to check it, he wiped his round baby face with a handkerchief, and then turned to look at Mr. Crouch.

Crouch nodded expressionlessly to everyone present.

"With all due respect..." Donald Eastfork, one of the warriors, stood up and said inappropriately in his characteristic mumbled voice, "I have a question!"

The professor, many principals, and other warriors all stared at this guy.

This guy didn't feel embarrassed at all, he raised his head and said bluntly, "Could it be that Harry Potter... this little wizard who is not yet an adult, will really become the No. 11 warrior?"

"It's a joke!"

He acted extremely arrogant.

"A joke?" Hagrid was furious. He stood up suddenly and stared straight at Donald.

In the next second, Hagrid was about to punch this unlucky guy with his fists.

Dumbledore took a step hastily, blocked Hagrid, and then turned to Egilbert Vonnet, who was watching the fun, and said, "Professor Vonnet, do you have the same doubts? Or did you not explain clearly to your warrior... the rules of the Goblet of Fire and the Top Ten Tournament, and let him take the risk to participate?"

Agilbert Fonnert, who was watching the show, had no choice but to walk out and walk Donaldra away with a gloomy face, and looked Harry up and down before leaving.

That look was very uncomfortable, and he was as disappointed as if he had lost the presidential throne.

"These Yankees are really annoying! Couldn't they do it..." Fudge muttered a few words, obviously he didn't like American wizards.

"Professor, Minister!"

A beautiful female warrior raised her hand and stood up, "I have a problem too."

"Well, are you? . . . Camilla Paula?"

"What's your question?" Ludo Bagman asked hesitantly, confirming the witch's name.

"I know that the warriors selected by the Goblet of Fire are not allowed to run away. The magic protocol contained in this has already stipulated..."

"But Harry Potter is too young to compete... Besides, he was selected from such a dangerous duel. Isn't there any other way to avoid him becoming a warrior?"

Most of the other warriors also nodded arrogantly, only Chen Longlong, the representative of the Chinese wizards, and the Japanese wizard... Chiko Morita stared at Harry with interest.

"That's right, in the scene just now, what if Harry Potter meets again in the game!" Fleur also nodded in agreement.

At Karkaroff's secret instigation, Wilktor Krum also agreed with this view.

But Mrs. Maxim, Akinbad, Aha, Jessica Gray...the other principals didn't react like the warriors in their school. Instead, they looked up and down at Harry with serious faces, as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

Especially on the lightning scar left by Voldemort, he watched for a long time.

Then several people looked worriedly at the Goblet of Fire and Fudge.

They were silent together, as if they wanted Fudge to give them an explanation.

In the end, it was Barty Crouch who resolved the silence, "We must abide by the statute. In the statute (in the magic contract)... we have clearly stipulated that any wizard who wins the test of the Big Four, regardless of age, as long as he is a student at Hogwarts... can become a warrior other than the ten warriors."

Crouch stood in the shadows not lit by the flames, and he looked very strange.

Like a vampire, his face was pale, and the dark circles under his eyes were very thick.

After hearing this, Karkaroff raised his head...to stare at this robot-like, emotionless guy.

There was a look of dissatisfaction and worry on his face.

But what Dumbledore said next made Karkaroff even more flustered.

"I'll let Moody come over to investigate this matter in advance... Based on his experience, he should give us a satisfactory answer." Dumbledore turned to the others and said.

"Mad-Eye Moody!? Isn't that Auror who was chasing Death Eaters crazy?" Madam Maxim asked with her chest raised and took a long breath.

"No, he is now the warden of Azkaban Prison..."

"Of course, his coming still needs to be confirmed by Fudge...isn't it? Minister Connelly?"

"No problem. I'll send him over right away..." Fudge hurriedly agreed.

At this time, Snape, who was silent at the side, had already checked the Goblet of Fire in the old classroom.

He came over and said softly, "There was magic that interfered with the original magic ceremony, which caused the phantoms of the Big Four to lose control."

"Who, who did this," Hagrid yelled again.

"Professor Dumbledore, Minister Fudge! I can't take it anymore."

"This poor little wizard has to go back to the school hospital for further treatment. Just now, I only temporarily stabilized his injuries. Those tiny cracks in the bones, as well as other injuries to the internal organs of the body, still need the help of potions and herbs..." Madam Pomfrey pointed at Harry, and interrupted.

"Oh, yes, it should be so." Fudge said hastily.

Harry snorted in pain, pulled himself up, and before Hagrid picked him up and left the place, he asked, "Where's my broom? It saved my life..."

Hagrid looked away, and everyone present exchanged glances without speaking.

In the end it was Krum who stood up.

"—Oh, you don't have to be sad..."

"What?" Harry's heart sank.

"It hit the last Phantom, and... exploded and shattered into pieces!"

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and pointed over there. Many fragments of the metal handle... and the fragments of the tail of the weird metal pipe broom... floated up and flew to Harry.

Harry felt a pain in his heart.

He had a feeling that this partner whom he had always disliked... seemed to have a soul at the last moment, and it was 'he' who lifted himself up and saved his life.

Wilktor Krum seems to be able to understand Harry's feelings (the feelings of treating the broom as the most loyal partner).

Krum put down his gloomy expression, and comforted him a little at a loss, "You've done enough, Potter!"

"I never thought... Harry Potter that you could think of a way to summon a broomstick to... pass that kind of test. If I were you, I couldn't do it any better... You let a broom be sacrificed in its prime, its life condensed in a glorious game... It's good, honorable, Harry..."

Krum comforted Harry rather clumsily, obviously how this big Quidditch star was good at comforting people.

Karkaroff smiled greasyly at the professors and ministers, and then pulled Krum away. Obviously, the headmaster of Demu Strong didn't want Krum to continue to comfort his opponent.

Harry slowly reached out to touch the fragments, and finally, under the comfort of Dumbledore, was picked up by Hagrid... followed Madam Pomfrey and left here.

After the protagonist of the duel left, the principals of other magic schools, various warriors, and some Ministry of Magic staff who came to support them also gradually left the old classroom.

And at this time, Jordan Lee... the next challenger also emerged from the crowd.

He was very flustered... he didn't know whether to go or leave.

After all, I am the only challenger left.

Professor McGonagall sighed heavily, and waved the guy off.

"Wait a minute!"

Dumbledore stopped Jordan Lee.

"I want to ask you something, Jordan!"

"Where did you get that triangular amulet on your chest?" Dumbledore's glasses flashed a light.

"Professor...Professor...professor?...Deng...Professor Dumbledore!" Jordan was taken aback and stammered.

"Albus, what do you mean?" Fudge exclaimed hastily.

Professor McGonagall present, Snape, Fudge, Crouch, Ludo Bagman...all of them paid attention to this troublesome student who had been ignored by them.

Jordan was more frightened, but he put his hands in his arms anyway.

Dumbledore and Jordan Lee took out an identical triangular amulet almost at the same time.

"I just took it out of Harry's arms!" said Dumbledore.

Snape stared at this thing intently. He walked over and snatched the amulet from Jordan Lee's hand, looked at it carefully, and finally put it next to the Goblet of Fire for experimentation.

This unremarkable, simple and extremely ordinary amulet, like a few small metal copper rods connected together... is actually like a magnet, attracting the flames of the Goblet of Fire.

Whenever it was placed in front of the Goblet of Fire, the blue-white flames would gradually...turn into blue-red, orange-red...and finally become fiery red flames, gushing out like a fish taking a bait... Gradually entangled on the two amulets.

In the end, the talisman was covered with entangled flames...they cracked and sparks scattered, looking like they were alive, very fierce and brutal.

Snape finally announced the conclusion, "That's right, this thing is the culprit that caused the change in the duel just now."

"Jordan Lee...what the hell have you done!"

Professor McGonagall glared at Jordan angrily.

Obviously, she also understands that this guy Jordan has no guts at all...or is unable to do such a thing, not to mention that this guy was going to wear this 'talisman' just now for the competition.

—He will never ask for a dead end.

"Professor... I, I don't know where Harry got this amulet..."

"Where did your talisman come from?" demanded Fudge.

Jordan was terrified, he took a few breaths before replying: "This is me and George, Fred and the others got it from the goblin."

"Those goblins said that wearing this amulet will make us Hogwarts warriors, making the competition test very simple."

"Damn goblins!" Fudge scolded, "We should have thought of..."

Snape also had a cold light in his eyes, and said softly, "I know where the talisman in Harry Potter's hand came from. He must not be willing to continue to be an unknown person, so even if it is a ten thousandth possibility, he will cheat..."

"We haven't been able to confirm that yet! Professor Snape!" Professor McGonagall turned to stare at Snape and said sharply.

"They...how did those goblins do it?" Professor Flitwick was concerned about this.

"They must have secretly left behind the back door when repairing and renovating the old classroom before school started...or created a secret magic ritual!" Fudge said with great certainty, "I have long known about the stink of these goblin craftsmen...these vile thieves dare to deceive the Ministry of Magic..."

"However, how did these students encounter these goblins? It stands to reason that after the school starts, no one is allowed to approach..."

"Did they sneak into Hogwarts Castle? Or was someone specially instructed them to come here? Which dark wizard slipped through the net..."

As Fudge was speaking, Bagman's legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)