The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Hermione got up from the Gryffindor table and glanced at DeWitt beside her. Although DeWitt did not look at her, she could still see that the other party was paying attention to the abnormality of the Goblet of Fire. She looked at DeWitt in her heart.

Witt said "I'm leaving" and started walking towards the small room on the side of the auditorium.

Dumbledore also began to explain at this time. His encouraging and concerned eyes and Hermione's grateful eyes intersected in mid-air. The old man nodded gently and cordially. If there is anyone in Hogwarts who reassures Dumbledore the most, it must be him.

Hermione.

The Gryffindor students were cheering her on under the command of the Weasley twins. Hufflepuff, on the other hand, took this purely as a matter of fun, and none of their applicants had any objections to Hermione being chosen.

Ravenclaw maintained their usual independence. They were thinking about the meaning behind Hermione's selection. Was there something wrong with the magic or was Hermione's ability strong enough? They knew something about Hermione's performance, even if she was an upperclassman.

I also heard the professor praise Hermione, "You should learn from Miss Granger in the lower grades."

At the same time, there were catcalls from Slytherin, which Hermione only felt annoyed for a moment, and determined her goal - this group of people should be corrected, there is something wrong with their thinking - she would have thought so in the past

, but after seeing the treatment of the Muggle family at the Quidditch World Cup, Hermione was unwilling to give those pure-blood families a chance to repent. One day, she would make everyone in the wizarding world no longer look down upon them.

Just take a look at a wizard born from an ordinary person.

Pushing open the door, Hermione walked into the room. Inside, she saw the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons warriors. The impression these two warriors gave Hermione was only that of a Quidditch player who liked to hook up with men.

level. But Krum didn't seem to think so shallowly of Hermione. He immediately cast an inexplicably disgusting look at Hermione after she entered the door, causing Hermione to frown and stare back in displeasure. Beauxbatons'

Fleur showed a subtle smile and said: "Hogwarts sent you to deliver a message?"

Hermione pretended not to hear. She found a warm place near the fire, away from others, with her head lowered and her eyes closed, her hair hanging down, just enough to block the side of her face and shield her from Krum's observation.

At this time, Ludo Bagman came in, and he shouted enthusiastically: "Fortunately! The Goblet of Fire has chosen the right person..."

"The right person?" Fleur said: "Mr. Bagman, the warrior of Hogwarts is like this..." She paused deliberately before continuing: "Little girl?"

"Oh," Ludo Bagman heard the thorn in Fleur's words, and he quickly explained: "This girl has crossed Dumbledore's age line. In a sense, she has completed Dumbledore's plan.

The test..."

Dumbledore still had some merit, so Fleur shut her mouth.

The door to the room was opened again. The leader was Dumbledore, followed by Professor McGonagall, Barty Crouch, and the principals of the other two schools. As soon as he and the two principals saw their students, they walked over.

Likewise, Professor McGonagall quickly found Hermione. She opened her mouth, not noticing that the bun on the back of her head was crooked. After hesitating, she asked: "Miss Granger, have you really signed up?"
Hermione knew Professor McGonagall's concerns, and she politely replied: "I reported it, Professor, in the evening."

"You..." Professor McGonagall hesitated and sighed: "Be safe, and if you have any questions, come and ask me and Professor Dumbledore at any time."

At this time, the principals of the other two schools also ended their conversations with the students. Madame Maxime of Beauxbatons suddenly questioned: "Dumbledore, why can Hogwarts students be underage?"

"Albus has already said it," before Dumbledore could say anything, Professor McGonagall interrupted Dumbledore's intention with an unkind expression. Dumbledore, who had just opened his mouth, smiled helplessly and waited.

Professor McGonagall played: "Miss Granger passed the age limit, and the Goblet of Fire recognized her abilities."

"But she violated the rules," Mrs. Maxim said stubbornly: "I have reason to suspect that there is something wrong with Dumbledore's age line, and this move is to exclude outstanding students from the lower grades of our trip."

"You said Dumbledore will make mistakes?" "Of course I will make mistakes." Dumbledore interrupted, but Professor McGonagall stopped in front of Hermione without looking at the principal. Her eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire: "I still want to

Do you think your lower grade students can be as good as Miss Granger?"

"Of course," Mrs. Maxim glanced at Hermione arrogantly: "The ranking of Hogwarts has...not been as good as it used to be. This is well known, and she looks featureless."

Durmstrang's Karkaroff believed that opening up at this time could gain benefits, and he decisively supported Mrs. Maxim: "It's not fair! I ask for re-registration, and this time it is not allowed to prohibit junior students from registering!"

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Ludo Bagman was in a dilemma. A layer of reflective sweat appeared on his forehead and he said: "But the rules of the Goblet of Fire are like this. After the flame is extinguished, the next registration must be in the next Triwizard Tournament."

When it is held, and there is no point in re-registering..."

Of course Mrs. Maxim and Professor Karkaroff knew that there was no point in re-registering. They knew that the selected students from their own schools were the best. They said these words just to gain some advantages in other aspects. Just when they wanted to gain

When there were more conditions - Snape walked in quickly dragging his dark robes. The wind brought by the clothes made the fire sway, and his eyes glanced at Harry through his greasy black hair.

Min, ignoring the others, stared at Dumbledore and said: "The Goblet of Fire has been rekindled."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise, but his tone did not sound too surprised: "Of course, you two, now that the flames of the Goblet of Fire have been rekindled, we can sign up again and select suitable warriors, and this time we will not fight against each other again.

Age restrictions for Beauxbatons and Durmstrang participants – how?”

Mrs. Maxim and Karkaroff were speechless for a long time. This was not what they wanted, but they still couldn't refute it no matter how hard they tried.

Dumbledore smiled at them. This smile aroused the incompetent anger of the other two principals, but Dumbledore had already taken a step forward and said calmly: "It seems that I have to invite you two to go to the auditorium again.

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The selected warriors had mixed emotions, but Professor McGonagall grasped the key. She asked: "Professor Dumbledore, are the registrations of these three children still valid?"

"Not sure yet, Minerva," Dumbledore's eyes could not be seen clearly under the reflection of the lenses. He only said: "But as long as the Goblet of Fire is not extinguished, the contract for the Triwizard Tournament will not be finalized.

The result cannot be determined and the ceremony needs to be repeated."

Mrs. Maxim and Karkaroff looked at each other. They tried to speculate again, hoping that the other party could take the lead for them, but until everyone in the small room returned to the auditorium, no one from the principals of the two foreign schools raised the idea again.

Opinions. Their students also had sullen faces in unison. Except for Hermione, the other two warriors had some bad opinions about Hogwarts. However, this was of no avail. Registration for the Triwizard Tournament would be re-opened.