hogwarts blast

Chapter 368 Lu Yiji hasn't come for a long time and still owes 600,000 Galleons

Just as everyone was eating, two more figures walked into the auditorium, filling the two empty seats on the faculty bench.

Ludo Bagman sat on the other side of Professor Karkaroff, and Barty Crouch sat next to Madame Maxime.

Kyle raised his head and showed a malicious smile towards Ludo Bagman next to Karkaroff.

Ludo Bagman looks very different now than when Kyle saw him at the Quidditch World Cup.

The fat belly disappeared, and the short golden hair turned white.

I can tell,

Ludo was having a very hard time during this time.

No one who owes half a million Galleons to the world's most vicious criminal, Shura the wizard, Hogwarts Dark, and the revolutionary Grindelwald's son, can still live as carefree as before.

Ludo has been desperately trying to make money during this period, and is about to rob Gringotts.

Unfortunately, since the last time the vault was forcibly broken into and looted, Gringotts has strengthened the security of the underground vault, and the guard strength can be said to have increased more than ten times.

Not to mention Ludo Bagman, even if it is the powerful combination of Father's Worry and Saint,

It is also very difficult to break in again.

So Ludo can only make money crazily within his ability,

He even began to use his power as Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic for his own personal gain.

But even so, he has only repaid Kyle less than 200,000 gold galleons until now.

Including the bets made by the other three fathers, he still owed a total of 440,000 gold galleons, and this was because Kyle did not calculate the interest for him.

If Kyle really wanted to calculate interest with him, even if it was just based on the bank's low-interest loan interest rate...

It is conceivable that the next time Kyle sees Ludo, it will probably be like this -

Saint 1 reported to Kyle: Ludo has not come to pay back the money for a long time, and still owes hundreds of thousands of gold galleons!

Saint 2: How did he come? His leg was broken!

Kyle: Oh?

Saint 2: He couldn't earn enough Galleons to pay back the money, so he had to take risks. This time he was in a daze and stole into Gringotts. Was it possible to steal something from Gringotts?

?

Kyle: What happened next?

Saint 2: How was it? First I wrote a plea, then I was beaten, and the beating lasted most of the night, and then my leg was broken.

Saint 1: What about the discount?

Saint 2: What? Who knows? Maybe he is dead.

When Kyle saw Ludo again,

His appearance has completely changed - his face is dark and thin, and he is no longer in shape; he wears a torn jacket and crosses his legs.

Put a cattail bag underneath and hang it on your shoulders with a straw rope...

Ahem, cough, cough, thinking of such a scene, Kyle couldn't help but laugh.

Hermione saw the weird smile on Kyle's face, "What's wrong?"

"No, no," Kyle waved his hand, "I just thought of happy things."

When all the food disappeared from the plate, Dumbledore stood up.

All the students looked at Dumbledore expectantly. Even though the other students at Hogwarts were 100% certain that the warrior of their school would be one of the four Father-Sorrows, they still harbored expectations.

An emotion of excitement and nervousness.

"The moment has finally arrived," Dumbledore smiled at the faces in the auditorium. "But first, please allow me to introduce the two guests."

"Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic." Sparse applause rang out in the auditorium.

"Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic." The applause in the auditorium was also not very enthusiastic.

Perhaps it's because Ludo's current appearance is so desolate compared to his high-spirited appearance during the Quidditch World Cup.

The four sorrowful fathers all had the same weird smile on their faces.

Others don’t know why Ludo became like this, don’t they still know?

That's a full six hundred thousand gold galleons, and it's not just assets like land, mansions, or magic materials. What the Fathers want is cash.

Even wealthy landowners like the Malfoy family can't come up with six hundred thousand gold galleons in cash at the same time.

Unless they sell the good things in their family's treasury.

Maybe we have to sell off some family property to be able to raise 600,000 gold galleons in cash.

On the podium, Dumbledore continued to introduce:

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament."

"They have arranged three extremely challenging projects for the warriors, which will be carried out at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors in many different aspects..."

Kyle rolled his eyes when he heard what Dumbledore said.

This is just to fool Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, a group of foreign friends.

In fact, basically all three events of this Triwizard Tournament were planned by Kyle.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang threatened to withdraw from the competition, forcing Dumbledore to agree not to use nuclear weapons at Hogwarts...

No, it means not sending the big killer, Kyle Grindelwald.

Although Kyle had no intention of participating in this three-legged competition from the beginning, after all, he was too strong and needed to be sealed, but he did not want to participate and being forced not to participate by others were two completely different concepts.

If he didn't complain, he would be a ghost.

Kyle is the Sandaime Dark Lord, can he tolerate this kind of thing?

If he can't compete, it doesn't mean he can't find his place elsewhere.

In order to appease the little devil's emotions, the Ministry of Magic had to compromise on the formulation of project content and let Kyle participate in the formulation of event content, and he also had a huge say.

It can be said that all three projects were planned by Kyle, and Ludo and Barty were just doing tinkering on the sidelines.

Although he was able to dominate the event planning, Kyle did not try to harm Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.

After all, the content of the project still has to take into account the abilities of the participating warriors from the other two schools.

He must give them a hope that he can win the championship, and then let the fathers who fight in his place severely crush their hopes.

By ravaging his opponent in this way, Kyle can maximize the pleasure of revenge.

"They will join me, Professor Karkaroff, and Madam Maxim to form a judging panel to judge the efforts of the warriors."

"As you already know, the selected warriors will represent their respective schools in the competition, and we will rate them based on the quality of their completion of each competition event."

"At the end of the three events, the warrior with the highest score will win the Triwizard Tournament championship trophy..."

Dumbledore said a long story, but did not mention the method of selecting warriors, which made the students in the audience feel itchy.

Dennis Creevey could hardly bear to climb onto the chair, and then shouted to Dumbledore, asking him to hurry up and announce the selection method.

Noticing the restlessness of the students in the audience, Dumbledore smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Filch, bring up the box."

Box?

What box?

All the students noticed this word in Dumbledore's sentence.

Could it be that the box contains the Sorting Hat?

Wait for all the students who meet the registration requirements to go up and put on the sorting hat in turn, and finally hand it over to the sorting hat to announce the result?

As Dumbledore finished speaking, Filch, who had been lurking in the corner of the auditorium just now, immediately stood up and ran towards Dumbledore, holding an old wooden box inlaid with jewels in his hand.

.

At this moment, Filch, who was old and frail, actually showed the momentum of an athlete, which made the students marvel.

Dumbledore took the box and placed it on the podium in front of him.

With a mysterious smile on his face, he tapped the box lightly with his finger, "This is how we select warriors."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, the auditorium instantly became silent, as if everyone stopped breathing.

Having said this, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and knocked three times on the lid of the box. The lid creaked open, revealing a large, roughly carved wooden goblet filled with

Beating blue-white flames.

This flame... looks a bit like Grindelwald's gas stove.

Dumbledore did not lie, "Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on parchment and throw it into this goblet."

"On Halloween night, tomorrow night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools."

"Until then, this cup will remain in the hall, accessible to all students who are willing to run for office."

A buzzing sound like the beating of bees' wings immediately sounded in the auditorium, and all the students were discussing the selection method for the Triwizard Tournament in a low voice but enthusiastically.

At the Gryffindor table, Ron almost went crazy.

He heard from George and Fred this morning that they had a way to manipulate the final selection results.

Originally, he had not planned to sign up. After all, many lives had been lost in the Triwizard Tournament in previous years. Who would want to participate in such a dangerous competition? He would not participate anyway.

But when he saw the girl from Beauxbatons, the idea of ​​participating in the competition and becoming a warrior instantly grew and spread in his heart like a weed that had been doused with Viagra solution.

Especially after he was so embarrassed in front of that girl.

He is different now. He has the Eight-tails Power Bank. Although he has not yet become a perfect jinchuriki, his strength cannot be underestimated.

He wants to punch Beauxbatons and kick Durmstrang in the Triwizard Tournament!

Show off your excitement and style!!!

Then! Confess your love to that girl!!!

He, Ronald Weasley, wants to prove that he is neither a fool nor a lunatic!

Dumbledore raised his palm to signal the students to calm down.

"In order to prevent students who are underage from being tempted, I will draw an age line around the goblet after it is placed in the hall."

The smile on Dumbledore's face became even bigger. Kyle actually saw some encouragement from the smile on his father's face, "No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line."

Those who graduate from Gryffindor are not conformists.

Dumbledore said so, but Kyle could clearly see that his father was clearly encouraging students to use various methods to try to bypass the age limit he had set.

The twin brothers' eyes immediately lit up, "Maybe we can try an age-enhancing potion instead of using a confusion spell."

"Maybe there are other ways, and then we won't have to trouble Kyle."

The discussion between the two made both Harry and Ron feel itchy.

One is to show off in front of Zhang Qiu, and the other is to show off in front of Furong.

At this moment, the tacit understanding between good friends made them speak at the same time.

"George..."

"Fred..."

Each of them stopped one.

"What's wrong?" the twins said in unison, "You also want to sign up for the competition?"

Dumbledore's voice on the podium continued: "I want to remind every student that this competition is not a child's play."

"Once a warrior is chosen by the Goblet of Fire, a magical contract will be formed that must be abided by. Therefore, please think twice before acting."

Dumbledore's warning did not deter many people. Even students who were not old enough were ready to challenge the age limit set by Dumbledore.

Harry and Ron are two of the many brave men who challenge the age limit.

Looking at the firm expressions of the two people, George and Fred grinned at the same time, "If you really think about it, then..."

The two of them put their hands into their clothes and took out a bottle of magic potion.

Although Ron is a scumbag in potions, he can still guess the effect of this bottle of potion. If nothing else, this should be the age-enhancing potion that the twin brothers just mentioned.

Putting the potion in their arms, Harry and Ron both had satisfied smiles on their faces.

They have begun to dream about winning the game and embracing the beauty.

Dumbledore's speech had ended, and the students stood up and walked across the auditorium towards the two doors leading to the foyer.

Watching Harry and Ron go away, the twin brothers looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces suddenly turned wilted.

After seeing the anti-thief waterfall under Gringotts, the twin brothers knew that the age limit set by Dumbledore was not so easy to break through even if they thought about it with their buttocks.

At the very least, a simple magic potion like an age-promoting potion won't work.

As for other methods, such as standing outside the line with a three-pointer and throwing the parchment with your name on it into the goblet, or entrusting senior students to register for you...

Could Dumbledore have thought of these simple methods?

But Dumbledore would not guard the Goblet too closely. After all, the age line is more like an additional test for students who are underage.

A test to prove his ability to perform brilliantly in the Triwizard Tournament.

Therefore, the most correct way to break through the age line should be to use magic to fight magic.

There will definitely be some kind of backdoor in the barrier created by Dumbledore, and the difficulty of cracking this backdoor will not exceed the magical knowledge they have learned during the seven years at Hogwarts.

The only key is whether students can discover it.

It's hard to say about other students, but they are the famous Alliance of Father-worn People.

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