Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Maybe it was because of their height. When Ike walked into the room, Krum and Fleur didn't notice any difference, they just nodded as a greeting.

But when Harry came in, it was different.

"What's wrong? Do you want us to go back to the auditorium?" Fleur asked in confusion.

Harry didn't know what to say and looked at Ike for help, but Ike just shrugged and didn't answer.

To be honest, he was confused now. The only thing he was sure of was that he didn't throw the parchment away.

Then who named him?

At this moment, the door was opened again, Ludo walked into the room, and grabbed Harry's arm. He also wanted to grab Ike, but was dodged.

"It's so bizarre, so bizarre!"

"Please allow me to introduce you, this is the fourth warrior of the Triwizard Tournament - Harry Potter!"

"Are you kidding, Mr. Bagman?" Fleur asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, the Goblet of Fire did spit out his name, so according to the contract, he must participate." Ludo said.

"But...he is too small." Fleur glanced at Harry's height and said.

Before Harry could speak, Dumbledore, Madame Maxime, Karkaroff, Old Crouch and the professors walked in.

"Two warriors? I need an explanation, Dumbledore." Mrs. Maxim looked at Ike and Harry and said arrogantly.

"That's right." Karkaroff agreed, "I don't remember that there is a provision in the charter that the organizer can have two warriors."

Dumbledore didn't answer, his eyes fixed on Ike and Harry.

"Did you throw your names into the Goblet of Fire?"

"Wait, you guys?" Karkaroff interrupted directly, pointed at Ike and asked, "He also has a problem?"

"Actually, both Strider and Potter are fourth-year students." Snape said coldly.

"Are you kidding, Dumbledore?" Madam Maxime's eyes widened, "Maybe it was a mistake to choose Hogwarts as the host of the Triwizard Tournament. At least if it was Beauxbatons, it would definitely not be the case.

This will happen."

Dumbledore raised his hand and did not answer Madam Maxime's question, but still stared at Ike and Harry.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"I don't."

"No."

"So, have you asked your senior classmates to help you put your names in?"

"No."

"No."

"You are lying!" Madame Maxime shouted excitedly.

"There's no way they... there's no way Potter could cross that age line..."

"What about him? Where is this...Mr. Strider?" Mrs. Maxim caught the loophole in Professor McGonagall's words and asked.

"This..." Professor McGonagall was speechless for a moment, and Dumbledore continued, "I have to admit that if it is Mr. Strider, he can indeed cross the age line I set."

"But, as he just said, he didn't do that."

Mrs. Maxim was about to say anything, but Karkaroff looked at Crouch and Ludo and said: "Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman, you two are the only two people on the referee team who can look at this case objectively."

Seriously, you must also think this is very inappropriate."

Old Crouch and Ludo looked at each other, were silent for a while, and then said: "It is stated in the charter that anyone whose name is sprayed by the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition."

Obviously, this answer did not satisfy Madame Maxime and Karkaroff, and they asked Dumbledore again.

"Please come in!"

Just when everyone was quarreling, there was a knock on the door. When everyone saw the person clearly, they were all confused.

"What's the matter, Mr. Diggory?" Professor McGonagall asked, looking at Cedric who was a little confused.

"Professors, I'm here to explain something about Ike Strider being selected as the Hogwarts Warrior by the Goblet of Fire..." Cedric glanced at Ike who was looking over, and then turned to face

Dumbledore said, "I put in Stride's name."

"Do you know what you are talking about, Digory?" Professor McGonagall asked seriously immediately.

"Can I ask you why you did this, Mr. Diggory?" Dumbledore pushed up his glasses. "From what I understand so far, it seems that you have no reason to make this decision for Mr. Strider."

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore." Cedric nodded slightly, explaining confidently without being humble or arrogant, "I am very confident that without Strider, I would be the only one who could become the Hogwarts Warrior."

"But this is unfair. An outstanding wizard like Strider should not be blocked from the competition by an age line."

"So, for the sake of 'fairness', you chose to throw Strider's name into the Goblet of Fire, just because you want to know who is the real Hogwarts Warrior?"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore."

"Okay, I understand, thank you for your explanation, Mr. Diggory, you can leave." Dumbledore nodded, "I think the students still in the auditorium also need to hear this news.

"

Seeing that Cedric was about to leave, Karkaroff stopped him directly.

"Wait a minute, Dumbledore, he hasn't said anything about Potter yet?"

"Potter?" Cedric glanced at Harry, who seemed to be expecting something, and shook his head, "I didn't put his name in it."

After saying that, he went out.

"I think Durmstrang may have to withdraw from this Triwizard Tournament." Karkaroff said, "We will not participate in an unfair tournament."

"Professor Karkaroff, the warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire must participate in the tournament." Old Crouch said slowly, "This is bound by the power of the contract."

"I know, Mr. Crouch!" Karkaroff glared at Old Crouch, then looked at Dumbledore and said, "In short, we need an explanation, not like the one just now..."

"Fair? Like see who is the real Hogwarts Warrior?"

"Oh my God, this is so ridiculous!"

"Mr. Diggory is telling the truth," Dumbledore said. "If there is no age limit, Mr. Stride is indeed the only candidate for the Hogwarts Warriors."

"A fourth-year student? Humph!" Karkaroff snorted, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

"The best? Has he done something that others can't do?"

"He sent me to the hospital. Is this enough of an explanation, Karkaroff!"

The door was pushed open violently, and Moody, leaning on his crutches, quickly came to Karkaroff, frightening Karkaroff and taking two steps back.

Moody was aggressive, and his magic eye rarely moved, just staring at Karkaroff.

"The entire Hogwarts knows about this, I think this can be said." Moody said fiercely, "This is you and your master..."

"That's enough, Alastor!" Dumbledore interrupted Moody, looked at Karkaroff and said, "How this situation came about, we don't know."

"But, since Ike and Harry have been chosen, they must..."

"But, Dumbledore..."

"Madame Maxime, do you have any other solutions?"

Seeing that no one was refuting, Dumbledore said to the old Crouch beside him: "Mr. Crouch, I think the warriors can start their first guidance..."