Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

The Goblet of Fire was lit again, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

There was a tongue of fire curled up with a note, slowly falling in the air. Dumbledore held the third piece of paper from the Goblet of Fire in one hand.

"Hogwarts Champions!" Dumbledore unfolded the paper, but he looked at the note for a long time and there was a long pause.

The students in Hogwarts all stared at him, but no one said anything. He finally cleared his throat:

"Hogwarts Champion, Louis Wiggins!"

No one applauded, and everyone looked in the same direction.

Including Harry, Louis was even more confused. He originally thought that he could avoid this year's Goblet of Fire incident and become a bystander, but the reality gave him a heavy blow.

"I didn't put my name in it." Louis defended, but his companions all looked blank.

Really, who would put their name in it if they have nothing to do? Isn’t this just asking for death?

He even wondered if Barty Crouch Jr. was seeking revenge and dragged him into the game in order to get acquainted with the Quidditch World Cup.

"Louis Wiggins, please come up!" Dumbledore sounded like he was urging.

He could only step forward bravely, and the people around him looked at him. No one cheered for him, and some just whispered.

"He is not yet seventeen years old, how is that possible?"

He took a deep breath and walked next to Dumbledore. The old man pointed to the door, without a smile on his face.

Louis took the note in his hand, walked through the door, and found that inside was a small room full of portraits, facing a stove.

The portraits inside all turned to look at him, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces. None of them expected that such a young child would come here.

"What are you doing here?" Fleur Delacour's voice came from the stove, "Did they ask us to go back?"

"No." Louis spread his hands and revealed the note in his hand, "Whether you believe it or not, I am a Hogwarts warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire."

"Are you a warrior? Are you seventeen years old?" Fleur suddenly stood up from the sofa. She didn't believe that Louis was an adult wizard.

"Of course not, I don't know what the situation is." Lewis smiled bitterly, "But the fact is before us, someone has thrown my name into the Goblet of Fire, and I don't know it yet."

"Do you recognize this handwriting?"

Fleur snatched the note from his hand, looked at the slightly scrawled handwriting, and then shook her head.

"Although I don't know who wrote it, it was definitely not done by me, a Beauxbatons person."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door behind her was opened again, and what appeared in front of Lewis was a black-haired boy wearing glasses.

"What's going on? Aren't there three warriors?" Fleur was completely confused. If Louis' appearance was an accident, then the appearance of Harry Potter was a complete mistake in selection.

Victor Krum was also attracted by Fleur's voice. When he saw Louis and Harry, he muttered:

"It's incredible."

Obviously, Harry was also selected by the Goblet of Fire and became the destined fourth warrior. This was not surprising to Louis, because Voldemort was preparing to let Harry win the championship and steal his blood as a tool for resurrection.

Before Harry had time to explain, there were hurried footsteps at the door again, and Dumbledore, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch walked in together.

"Oh, my God, it's all chaos." Barty Crouch shook his head, "Gentlemen and ladies, allow me to introduce the fourth warrior of the Triwizard Tournament, Harry Potter."

For a moment, several people were silent. Victor Krum stared at Harry with interest, Fleur shook her head, and only Louis was concerned about how he was chosen to be a warrior.

"A very funny joke, sir," Fleur said. "As far as I know, the Triwizard Tournament has never seen a match between four people."

"A joke?" Barty Crouch thought he heard wrongly, "No, Miss Delacour, this is not a joke, the Goblet of Fire chose him."

"But that's impossible, he's too small," Fleur argued, "and Louis Wiggins is even smaller than him."

"It's indeed strange." Bagman, who was standing next to Crouch, looked at the two of them. He saw Louis twitching unconsciously, "But you should know that adding the age limit is a protective measure only introduced this year. , and the Goblet of Fire does not know, which means that any warrior it selects must participate in the competition, which means that the two of them have no way to abstain. "

Somehow, Louis could hear a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

"What is going on, Dumbledore?" Madame Maxime and Karkaroff entered from the door one after another. It was obvious that the Halloween dinner was over.

"Please give us an explanation." Karkaroff was a little reluctant. "Hogwarts, as the organizer, has two contestants at the same time. Is this fair?"

Louis rolled his eyes. This Karkaroff really doesn't know how to look at people. It's obvious that he and Harry are only thirteen or fourteen years old, so it's shameless to deal with two seventeen-year-old adult wizards from your school. Tell me fair?

"Watch your words and deeds, Karkaroff." Crouch frowned. Karkaroff's words not only questioned Hogwarts, but also the organizer, the British Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore waved his hand to signal several people to stop talking, then turned to Harry and Louis and asked:

"You two didn't put your names into the Goblet of Fire, right? Or maybe you didn't ask the seniors to do it?"

"No Professor." Harry replied, and Louis responded the same way.

"They are lying!" Madame Maxime became emotional.

"We didn't. We watched others submit their names, but we just watched. Then Louis was called away by the Beauxbatons students, and we went to Hagrid's..." Harry explained in a panic.

"About this, Mrs. Maxim, I can testify." Fleur stood up, "It was indeed me who asked Wiggins to come over because of some personal matter..."

She looked a little embarrassed when she said this, and when she thought of such an exciting scene in the morning, she couldn't help but give Lewis a hard look.

"But that doesn't rule out the names they put in before we got here."

"There's no way they're over the age line," said Ludo Bagman, "because that's Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore may have made a mistake. If so, Hogwarts cheated."

"Of course, it's possible, Madam Maxime." Dumbledore replied politely, not choosing to refute her words.

Louis listened to them arguing for a long time without any result. Madame Maxime insisted not to let them compete, while Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman were based on principle. Both sides argued endlessly.

"Okay, everyone, stop." Louis suddenly spoke. He couldn't help but interrupt in front of several big guys in the magic world, but both sides of the argument fell silent.

"Indeed, I was surprised when I got this news. First of all, I can guarantee that this note was not written by me or submitted by myself, because the handwriting is obviously not mine. Secondly,"

He paused: "Don't you think this is strange? It's impossible for the Goblet of Fire to select two people from the same school at the same time. This is obviously a conspiracy."