Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

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

There was a note on the tongue of fire, slowly falling in the air. Dumbledore held the third piece of paper that came out of the Goblet of Fire with 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, and 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 and Louis, who were 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 had 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 just 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 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. They didn't expect 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." Louis smiled bitterly, "But the fact is before our eyes. 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 from Beauxbatons."

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

"What's going on? Aren't they 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 planned 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, there has never been a competition between four people in the Triwizard Tournament."

"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 young." Fleur argued, "Besides, 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 heard 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, actually has two contestants appearing 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. 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 as Harry.

"They are lying!" Madame Maxime said emotionally.

"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 place..." 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 came."

"It's impossible for them to cross the age line," said Ludo Bagman, "because that's Dumbledore..."

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

"Of course, it is possible, Madam Maxime." Dumbledore replied politely, but he did not choose to refute her words.

Louis listened to their argument 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 figures in the magic world, but both parties in the argument became quiet.

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