After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

"Then what about me? I have to participate in this damn competition, right?" Harry twitched his face slightly and his attitude was not very good.

My words really don't count.

I know that his title of savior is useless.

"Speaking of the rules of the Triwizard Tournament, it says that each school is only allowed to have one contestant. Now Hogwarts has two contestants, which is not fair to Beauxbatons and Durmstrang at all." Harry curled his lips perfunctorily at Madam Maxime and Karkaroff, "This matter was entirely handled improperly by our Hogwarts headmaster. How come there have been so many Triwizard Tournaments before without such mistakes?

As a student at Hogwarts and as a victim forced into the Triwizard Tournament, I am really disappointed with Headmaster Dumbledore.

Madam Maxime and Mr. Karkaroff, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to Headmaster Dumbledore.

Although he made mistakes in this job, I still believe that he is essentially a responsible person and he will definitely give you satisfactory compensation.

As for me, please rest assured. Even if I join the competition, it will not make any difference to the competition situation. "

That's right, that's it.

Dumbledore is at a good age to take responsibility.

If you have any problem, just go to him.

Madam Maxime snorted. "Principal Dumbledore will naturally give us an explanation for this matter. You are just a little wizard who has just entered the fourth grade. You are far inferior to the three warriors in all aspects. I don't think you have any competitiveness."

Harry said, Madam, you are right.

"Since you have reached a consensus, let's continue with the process. What should we do next?" Yang Mei regretted coming here a little bit. It had nothing to do with him in the first place.

But Draco told him righteously that Morsus was his boyfriend.

As Yang Mei's best friend, he must keep a certain distance from Morsos and must not travel with him alone...

Yang Mei: “…” Sometimes I really don’t understand what’s in Draco’s mind.

Everyone present knew Yang Mei. Their memory of him displaying his mighty power the day before yesterday was still fresh in their minds.

People like them who have lived for decades feel that Yang Mei is really not someone to be trifled with.

"According to the procedure, Mr. Ollivander should check the warriors' wands next. After checking the wands, Rita Skeeter, a reporter from the Daily Prophet, will interview the warriors." The speaker was Karkaroff.

When he spoke to Yang Mei, his attitude could be described as respectful, which was completely opposite to his attitude when he spoke to Harry.

If we check the wand, then Harry probably won't be able to leave, right?

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Draco, who looked at Harry.

Harry sighed helplessly, "Is this something I have to participate in? I thought I just had to show up on the field."

"Checking the wands is to prevent the warriors from cheating. It is for the fairness of the game." Barty Crouch still had a stern face.

Harry made an OK gesture. "I understand. Checking the wand is a necessary procedure, but being interviewed is not. So I refuse to be interviewed. I don't want to be published in the Daily Prophet as a warrior.

I don't think this will interfere with the normal progress of the game, right?"

Now Madam Maxime and Karkaroff really believed that Harry did not want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

Not accepting interviews will not affect the smooth progress of the competition.

So Harry's request was agreed.

After checking his wand, he left ahead of the other three warriors.

……

"If you haven't successfully resurrected now, I would think that you are the one who signed up for Potter." Yang Mei gently bumped Morsus's sturdy body with her shoulder, "I remember that one of the ingredients of the resurrection potion you planned to make was 'enemy's blood'.

Although you have more than one enemy, Potter is obviously the easiest one to deal with."

Morsus smiled: "But I have successfully resurrected now, and I don't need the blood of my enemies."

"So, who else wants Potter to participate in the Triwizard Tournament? What's the value of this to that person?"

Yang Mei looked at Morsus, and Morsus also looked at him.

Suddenly, both of them laughed out loud.

"What does this have to do with us?"

"gone."

To hell with all the conspiracies and tricks.

"I really want to eat a mending meat pie right now, the kind that's steaming hot, crispy and juicy." Yang Mei couldn't help licking her lips as she spoke.

Morsus was stunned: "What is that?"

Yang Mei glanced at him and said, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Just wait and eat."

Morsus touched his nose, always feeling that his little lover disliked him a little.

Come on, is he not as good as a house-elf who can cook dishes from the Eastern kingdom?

As for who signed up for Harry, if you blindly guess it was Dumbledore, there is a 99% chance that you will be right.

The old man's inclination has not changed.

He was on high alert against the evil forces headed by the Dark Lord, firmly believing that the existence of such forces would threaten the safety of the wizarding world and even the Muggle world.

More than a decade ago, Voldemort advocated the elimination of all Muggle wizards in the wizarding world, and then further expanded the territory of the wizarding world. He believed that Muggle blood was dirty and Muggles were vulnerable.

At that time, Dumbledore naturally held the opposite opinion. He believed that wizards in the magical world should always follow the regulations to protect Muggles, and Muggle wizards should have the same treatment as pure-blood wizards.

From the point of view of "protecting Muggles" alone, Dumbledore's contempt for Muggles was no less than Voldemort at that time.

It was just that he arrogantly believed that Muggles were very weak. There was no need to invade such a "powerless" race.

But now, Dumbledore had no idea what Morsus Slytherin was thinking, or whether he was still the same as he was a dozen years ago.

But no matter what, Dumbledore did not relax his vigilance against Morsus at all. He still wanted to support Harry Potter, the savior, to balance Morsus.

Although Harry seems to have grown crooked...

But it doesn’t matter, this is his mission and he can’t escape it.

……

There was still some time before the first competition started, so everyone went to class as normal.

In order to let the students of the three schools focus on their studies instead of thinking about the Triwizard Tournament, Regulus raised the teaching difficulty by another level.

If you are distracted and don't listen carefully in class, and don't read books, preview, review, and complete homework seriously after class, you will not be able to keep up with the progress.

I fall behind a little today, and a little behind tomorrow. When I want to catch up, I find that I am already far behind others.

Actually, it doesn’t matter.

As long as you don't mind being embarrassed, if you fail the course this year, you can study again next year with your first-year classmates.

The students of Hogwarts complained bitterly, and the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had never experienced such a scene before, and they all looked pale.

No one cares about the Triwizard Tournament anymore.

Now they only care about whose notes are more reliable to copy.

Madam Maxime and Karkaroff were shocked by the teaching at Hogwarts. They had originally been full of confidence in their contestants, but now they couldn't help but start to worry.

Hogwarts is so strict in terms of studies, how could the students taught there be idiots?

Their contestants must be the best of the best, right?

Although Harry is very dedicated to his studies, he is a hard-working player, and there is still a big gap between him and talented players like Yang Mei and Draco.

At this time in the library, Harry was copying Draco's Defense Against the Dark Arts notes while saying, "Fortunately, after the Chamber of Secrets incident, I became Gryffindor's 'Lone Ranger', otherwise I would have to experience the feeling of being excluded again."

The sound-isolating magic was always operating around their table. After all, the librarian, Madam Pince, hated students talking in the library.

If it weren't for the soundproofing magic, Madam Pince would have come over with a feather duster by now.

Yang Mei felt that Harry was quite good at finding joy in adversity, and could easily feel some strange sense of satisfaction.

"You don't seem to be too worried about the Triwizard Tournament." Yang Mei suddenly said.

"Huh?" Harry looked up blankly, still biting the end of the quill in his mouth. "Are you talking about me? I'm not really too worried.

I've already thought about it. Anyway, they said that as long as I participate, it will be fine, so I should just give up when the time comes.

If giving up is not an option, then I will just do it perfunctorily and get the lowest score.

Hogwarts already has a serious contestant in Diggory, and the responsibility of bringing glory to Hogwarts is given to him. "

He just wanted to paddle anyway.

Yang Mei was rarely puzzled. How come this person seemed to have secretly learned his salted fish spirit?

Although Harry did not give the interview to Rita Skeeter, he was still featured in a subsequent article in the Daily Prophet.

No, it would be more appropriate to say that it is fabricated.

"Harry Potter and the Triwizard Tournament?!" Draco had the word "ridiculous" carved into his face.

Yang Mei blinked and looked at Draco who was as angry as a pufferfish.

“So what does this title say?”

Draco slammed the newspaper in his hand on the table: "What else can it be written about? Of course it's gossip about the savior Potter!

It is said that Potter fell in love with Fleur Delacour, a warrior from Beauxbatons, at first sight, but was rejected by the goddess after he bravely confessed his love. So he tried every possible way to finally register successfully and become one of the warriors participating in the competition. He did all this just to appear on the same field with Delacour.

After Draco finished speaking with gritted teeth, he still felt unsatisfied and crumpled the newspaper he had just slapped on the table into a ball.

Yang Mei took a teacup, stuffed the crumpled newspaper into it, and then closed the lid.

"What's there to be angry about? Don't you know this is fake? Even if it's true, it's not a big deal. He's just a boyfriend. Just kick him out. The next one will be better and more obedient."

Draco: "…makes sense."

"How can this be possible?!" Harry, who had also read the newspaper and was in a hurry to find it, slipped and almost knelt in front of Draco. "I don't even remember what Fleur Delacour looks like, how can I fall in love with her at first sight?"

"Huh?" Draco turned his head away and ignored him.

Yang Mei saw that a couple was about to have some sweet sex here, so she called for a pause.

"Wait a minute, you can continue after I leave."

After he walked five meters, he even turned around and made a "please" gesture.

It means you can continue.

Draco and Harry: "..." For some reason, their faces felt hot.

Yang Mei strolled to the secret room.

As luck would have it, Salazar was also reading today's Daily Prophet.

Feeling Yang Mei coming in, he asked without raising his head: "I remember when Xiaolong came last time, he said he just got a boyfriend, and this boyfriend seemed to be called Harry Potter.

Is this the man in the newspaper?

"It's him." Yang Mei sat down opposite Salazar and drove away Hailbo who was approaching him.

He actually didn't like this reptile with cold scales, but his boyfriend was a handsome snake.

Fine, I'll just have to put up with that one, he's my boyfriend after all.

The others are not so good.

He himself doesn't like it, and the jealous Morsus won't allow it either.

"Tsk!" Salazar was a little dissatisfied, "So Xiaolong was cuckolded?"

Yang Meixin said that this old ancestor was quite considerate: "No, those are all fabricated scandals by unscrupulous reporters, just to attract the public's attention.

Before I came here just now, Potter was apologizing to Xiaolong."

"That's fine." Salazar was relieved. "Xiaolong is a naive kid in some ways. I'm afraid he'll be deceived."

"I'm watching him, how could he be deceived?" Yang Mei sat down and then lay down, and took out a soft blanket and covered herself with it.

Sara looked at him and said, "Your parents must feel very unfulfilled because you are so carefree."

Yang Mei's body trembled slightly, and her laughter became louder and louder.

"I'm relieved? Don't be ridiculous, Salazar. Just because I found Morsus Slytherin as my boyfriend, my parents have been sighing for a long time."

Salazar was speechless.

He imagined that if he had a child as outstanding as Yang Mei, and she ended up being favored by an old man who was several decades older than him, and this old man also had a "history of mental illness"... There was no need to say anything else, his fists were hardened!

"Although that kid is my junior, he still needs to be examined. Remember to make things difficult for him!" Salazar said with a serious expression.

Yang Mei suppressed her smile and nodded: "Okay, I will definitely tell my parents."