The Little Superman of Hogwarts

The third academic year was the most stable for Kerry, without almost any surprises—except for Sirius's death. But this obviously didn't have much to do with Kerry, because Sirius's accident happened outside of school, and Kerry wasn't his babysitter.

Harry and Sirius didn't end up acknowledging each other, but at least Harry knew who sent him the Firebolt and received all of Sirius's inheritance.

Kerry had some inexplicable thoughts—was he really dead?

Judging from his soul's reaction and the results of divination, there was no doubt that Sirius was dead, but in the Harry Potter series, Sirius was so important that he shouldn't have died so easily.

"Could it be that although his physical body died, he might return in spirit?" Kerry eventually had this thought.

After Peter Pettigrew was taken away, he was imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic's prison, not sent to Azkaban, because he still needed to be interrogated. However, perhaps this summer, he would be sent to Azkaban, and what awaited him certainly wasn't a good outcome.

Kerry hadn't received any news from him for a while, and recently, he had been feeling some anxiety, as if something was about to happen. Combined with Sirius's death—Kerry judged that the problem was likely to be in Azkaban prison.

[Summer Homework: Sort out Azkaban! There must be a problem inside!] Kerry noted in his mind.

Originally, Kerry thought the third academic year would end like this, but unexpectedly, on the day before leaving school, Dumbledore suddenly sent a message: [Come to my office now!]

An invitation from the old honeybee, he definitely had to go!

When he arrived at the Headmaster's office, the old honeybee was still munching away on disgusting cockroach candies...

Kerry felt a wave of nausea. No matter how many times he saw this, he still couldn't accept it.

The two chatted for a while, talking about everything under the sun.

Finally, Dumbledore asked, "You must be very bored now, right?"

"Bored? What do you mean?" Kerry didn't understand.

"I mean, going to school every day!" Dumbledore explained, "As a superior being, a figure almost like a god on earth, it must be awkward to go to school with a group of children, right!?"

It was indeed very awkward!

Just as Kerry had said to Hermione before, their abilities far exceeded their peers, and not just their peers, but there were very few people on the entire planet who could play with them.

Kerry's superpowers had been improving too quickly recently, shocking even himself—his magic power was nearly 300,000, his strength had reached an astonishing 50,000 tons, and his flying speed had reached the speed of sound—if Hogwarts didn't have magical enchantments, Kerry could kill everyone in the entire school in one minute, even including Dumbledore.

And due to the existence of the magical enchantments, this time would be extended to 5 minutes—not much difference, is it?

In this environment, not to mention going to school, just being here itself was depressing.

This depression came from both physical and mental aspects—the German proverb [God dwells in heaven] means this.

Dumbledore actually had the same troubles, but he was older and didn't care so much about some things anymore.

The two communicated for a while, feeling a little sympathetic to each other. Suddenly, Dumbledore changed the subject: "You've been feeling this way for a long time, so are you interested in doing something else?"

"Like what?" Kerry only noticed at this time that there was a file on Dumbledore's desk.

Kerry didn't use his X-ray vision to observe, because he knew that this was Dumbledore's purpose in calling him over. He was waiting for the old honeybee to speak.

"Do you know about the Quidditch World Cup?" the old honeybee explained.

"Of course, I remember it's this summer, right?" Kerry said.

"Absolutely correct. If you were a Seeker, then you should be the best Seeker in the world!" the old honeybee joked.

"You want me to participate in the World Cup? I'm not interested!" Kerry sat on the nearest sofa.

"You may have heard of the Quidditch World Cup, but there's something you might not know—have you heard of the Triwizard Tournament?" Dumbledore stared at Kerry.

Kerry showed a knowing expression and slowly began to speak: "The Triwizard Tournament is a magical artifact with a long history. Its origin lies in the Triwizard Tournament!

The Triwizard Tournament is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe—Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang.

In the Triwizard Tournament, the Goblet of Fire selects one champion from each school, and then they compete in three magical events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, with the three schools taking turns to host it.

And to ensure the fairness of the competition, the Triwizard Tournament's spots are all decided by a sacred artifact—the Goblet of Fire!

The Goblet of Fire was forged by a great and legendary alchemist—but unfortunately, his name has not been passed down in history."

Speaking of this, Kerry looked up at Dumbledore: "Centuries ago, due to the high mortality rate, the wizards finally decided to stop holding this competition. After that, the three major magic schools in Europe could no longer be ranked."

Dumbledore clapped his hands and looked at Kerry approvingly: "I admire your memory to the extreme! In my hundred years of life, I have never met someone like you!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you brought up this topic because you want to hold a Goblet of Fire, to hold a real Triwizard Tournament, right?" Kerry asked.

"Of course!" Dumbledore replied.

"I'm sorry, I have no interest in participating in such a competition! In my opinion, it's not much different from children playing house!" Kerry sat on the sofa with little interest.

"Letting you participate in such a competition is indeed boring, but—" Dumbledore took his phoenix off the shelf.

"But what?" Kerry hated riddlers the most.

"But what if we let you host it?" Dumbledore said, winking at Kerry.

"Host?" Kerry's heart stirred, an unforeseen path!

As a superman, participating in such a competition would be embarrassing—winning would be embarrassing, and losing would be even more embarrassing!

It's almost like kicking the Nanshan Kindergarten...

But if the role is changed, and he hosts this competition as the organizer, it sounds quite exciting!

Kerry and Dumbledore chatted in the office for a long time. Finally, Kerry agreed to return to school two weeks after returning home to make some preparations for the competition.

Just like that, when leaving school, Kerry didn't bring much, only a small wooden box with a handle, which was very light.

The Hogwarts Express arrived as scheduled, and Kerry's third academic year was completely over!