Casting spells

moment!

All the jack-o'-lanterns and candles were extinguished, and the entire hall was pitch-black, except for the goblet with the burning blue-white flame emitting a dazzling light.

As a medium for concluding magical contracts, the Goblet of Fire is undoubtedly quite powerful, enough to deter most people who want to take advantage of opportunities.

But unfortunately, it is just a dead thing no matter what. It has neither soul nor independent thinking and discrimination ability. Once it encounters a wizard with clever means, it will inevitably be deceived.

"It's time! Please pass through the door behind the teaching staff's dining table to the next room for the students whose names have been called." The old man didn't say too much nonsense. After nodding to the other two principals, he stared at the cup patiently. Wait for it to highlight the first contestant's name.

For about ten seconds or so, the Goblet of Fire suddenly shot out red sparks, followed by a piece of burnt parchment floating out of the flames.

Dumbledore grabbed it in his hand, and then announced in a clear and powerful voice: "The player representing Durmstrang in the Triwizard Tournament is—Victor Krum!"

All of a sudden, there was thunderous applause in the hall, and many little guys even jumped up excitedly.

Obviously, as a Seeker who participated in the Quidditch World Cup finals, this young man has quite a high popularity, no different from the top sports stars in the ordinary people's world.

Without saying a word, he stood up and strode towards the designated door, and disappeared into the darkness after a while.

When the discussion in the hall became slightly quieter, the Goblet of Fire spit out the second parchment again.

"The representative of Beauxbatons is—Fleur Delacour!"

As Dumbledore's voice sounded again, a palpitatingly beautiful girl stood up, raised her chin high, and walked towards the next room in an elegant and proud gesture.

Wherever she passed, the boys couldn't help but widen their eyes, their breathing subconsciously became rapid, and the air was filled with a strong hormonal atmosphere.

Fortunately, this embarrassing situation only lasted less than 30 seconds, otherwise some embarrassing jokes might have been made.

After watching the girl with special blood leave, Dumbledore turned around and took out the third parchment from the Goblet of Fire.

Just when he lowered his head and was about to read the name on it, he suddenly froze, and his old face showed an expression of disbelief. After two or three minutes, he announced in a deep voice: "Representing Hogwarts in the three The contender is - Ron Weasley!"

"what?!!!"

"My God! How is this possible!"

"The youngest son of the Weasley family? What qualifications does he have to represent Hogwarts?"

"That's right! This is the most absurd thing I've ever heard in my life!"

……

All of a sudden, every Hogwarts student couldn't help protesting loudly, even Gryffindor College where Ron was.

After all, in everyone's mind, there are only two people who are qualified to represent Hogwarts.

One is Draco Malfoy, who has risen rapidly since the second grade and has become the school's recognized dueling king;

The other one is a late strike, able to chase after Draco's "savior" Harry Potter.

As for Ron himself, when he heard these criticisms and abuse, he neither tried to explain nor refuted loudly, but just squeezed out of the crowd with his head down.

But through those hands tightly clenched into fists, it is not difficult to see how angry he is in his heart, so that a yellowish light flashes in his pupils from time to time. Mouth.

strength!

Boys have never been so hungry for the power to crush everything!

It was only at this moment that he finally realized that his previous behavior of carefully currying favor with Harry Potter was ridiculous. If he hadn't come to his senses, he would always be a clown around the "Savior" in the eyes of others.

Dominated by strong jealousy, every cell in Ron's body began to absorb the magical energy in the surrounding air, and then released it violently.

boom!

After the violent air explosion, the marble he stepped on collapsed, shattered into countless fragments and scattered in all directions, making all the students who were still condemning shut up.

Shock!

Confuse!

puzzled!

Even the twin brothers of the Weasley family couldn't believe that their little brother could blast a piece of hard marble with magical power without even needing a spell...

Chapter 771 Escape

As one of the most powerful wizards in the British magic world, Albus Dumbledore naturally couldn't fail to see the changes in Ron, and subconsciously frowned.

But before he could think about whether to stop it and say something, the Goblet of Fire changed color again, and a piece of burnt parchment sprayed out from inside.

This weird phenomenon not only made him a little unbelievable, but the other two principals and the noisy students in the audience were also dumbfounded, as if they had seen something unstoppable.

You must know that the reason why the Triwizard Tournament is called the Triwizard Tournament is that each of the three schools sent a representative to participate in the name.

But now, after all three players were born, there was one more person.

For a moment, the entire hall was silent, and everyone was waiting for the headmaster to read the name on the piece of paper.

Feeling the increasingly weird atmosphere, the old man hastily cleared his throat: "Ahem! I have to admit that this incident was a bit unexpected, but according to the magic contract of the Goblet of Fire, I still invite the fourth place in the Triwizard Tournament Contestant - Harry Potter to the waiting room."

"No! I protest! How can Hogwarts have two contestants! This is against the rules! It's not fair!"

As soon as the words fell, the principal of the Durmstrang School of Magic——Igor Karkaroff was the first to jump up and shout loudly.

"That's right! You have to give a reasonable explanation, otherwise we have the right to strike." Olim Maxim followed suit.

In any case, the Triwizard Tournament is a contest about the reputation and status of their respective schools. The winner is eligible to declare that he is the best magic school in Europe before the next competition, so no matter whether it is the principal or the students He mustered up his strength and wanted to bring back the glory of the final victory.

But the problem is, now that Hogwarts has won two places at once, the chance of winning has doubled, and it is also the famous Harry Potter in the wizarding world, so how could it not cause a backlash.

"Sorry, two, I don't think this is the place to talk, why don't we go to the back and slowly figure out what happened." Dumbledore glanced at the boy who showed indifference in his eyes, and offered a suggestion.

Since the complete fallout last semester, he never had a private conversation with Harry Potter, knowing that the other party's character was farther and farther away from his expectations.

"Okay! Let's go to the next room."

"Hopefully it won't be a farce."

Amidst the murmurs and complaints of the principals, the adult wizards quickly left the table, leaving only Zhang Cheng sitting motionless in his seat, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

Just because he doesn't care doesn't mean Harry doesn't care.

Taking advantage of no one paying attention to him, the boy who survived the catastrophe quickly walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, I don't understand why Ron was chosen. Could there be some conspiracy behind it?"

"Conspiracy? No, my dear student, since the Quidditch World Cup final, a conspiracy has been unfolding around you." Zhang Cheng replied meaningfully.

"Around me?" Harry was stunned for a few seconds, but soon came back to his senses. "You mean... Voldemort?"