"Miss Rosie, please calm down..." Dumbledore tried to pull Mrs Rosie away, but—

"Shut up, Dumbledore!" Mrs. Rosie instead pointed her finger at Dumbledore. "How dare you! How dare you? How dare you insult him like this!"

"Did you forget? Did you—" Rosie said angrily.

"Miss Rosie!" Dumbledore interrupted rudely. "You tell me respect? You might as well think about what you have done!"

"Don't think I don't know what that white-haired girl is!" said Dumbledore.

"His greatness lies in his ideas, not his magic!" said Mrs. Rosie. "We just improved upon his original design!"

"You talk to me about great ideas?" Professor McGonagall joined the fray. "He's a sad, crazy, bug-like dictator, and you're his executioner!"

"You're going too far! Minerva McGonagall!" growled Mrs. Rosie. "What do you know, a pathetic Transfiguration teacher in such a pathetic school?"

"Minerva, I also think the word bedbug is too much..." Dumbledore said.

"Albus, shut up!"

"Oh, shut up you old honey!"

Professor McGonagall and Mrs Rosie Rosie roared almost simultaneously.

Dumbledore had to sigh and shrug—

"Wait, are we still discussing the issue that the two warriors at Hogwarts are not eligible for the Triwizard Tournament?" Madam Maxime looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

"Are you talking about Grindelwald?" Victor Krum also interrupted suddenly, "Mrs. Rosie is Grindelwald's attendant?"

"Shut up! Viktor!" Karkaroff roared at Viktor Krum rarely, "There's no reason for you to interrupt here!"

"I can tell you, yes." Tiera finally clarified the identity of that Mrs. Rosie--

Next to Grindelwald was the female valet with a French accent in a green dress and a hat.

Tiera didn't recognize her just now, because when Tiera watched Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald, her name was not mentioned in the feature film, and she was much older now than before .

"What? Mrs. Rosie, how can you do this!" Viktor Krum asked in shock, as if a stunned young man found out that the dean he had always respected was a **.

"Not only that." Tiera pointed at Dumbledore again, adding fuel to the fire—

"Have you seen our headmaster? He's an old lover of Grindelwald."

"Tiera!"

"Tiera!"

"You stinky bastard!"

Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Mrs. Rosie Rosie all roared almost simultaneously.

"How can you say that about your headmaster!" shouted Professor McGonagall.

"You stinky bastard! What do you know! Gellert is not gay!" Mrs. Rosie was obviously very angry, and walked towards Tiera aggressively——

But was blocked by Professor McGonagall.

"He's a student of Hogwarts!" said Professor McGonagall. "This is Hogwarts! Not a place where you executioner can run wild!"

"Get out of the way!" Mrs. Rosie pushed Professor McGonagall, "You pedantic cysticworm!"

"You executioner!" Professor McGonagall also pushed back Mrs. Rosie--

But by coincidence, it happened to be pushed into Mrs. Rosie's chest.

Then Mrs. Rosier slapped Professor McGonagall in the face like a conditioned reflex—

Although Professor McGonagall was stunned by the beating, she was obviously battle-hardened and immediately reacted, reaching out to grab Madam Rosie's hair—

Rosie's delicate gray hair was messed up, and even a few strands of hair were pulled out.

"Hey! Two ladies, please—" Dumbledore, Ludo Bagman, Madame Maxime, and Karkaroff all stepped forward to persuade them, trying to pull the two away, but—

"Professor McGonagall, step on her feet!" Tiera shouted, and hurriedly took out the camera she was carrying—

Tiera originally wanted to record the shocked and confused expression on Harry's face when he singled out the fourth warrior, but—

"Harry, Harry, look, this is much more exciting than the Triwizard Tournament." Tiera cried while recording, "Yes, Professor McGonagall, poke him in the eye again!"

"Put down that camera, Tiera!" Dumbledore roared angrily, "You shouldn't treat your elders with this attitude!"

"I'm an innocent and cute fourteen-year-old boy. It's normal for me to be so mischievous." Tiera blinked and stuck out her tongue, trying her best to look childish.

"You are fourteen this year?" Fleur Delacour said in surprise, "I thought you were only twelve or even eleven!"

"I do look a little younger than you." Tiera said mockingly, "Old auntie."

"You stinky brat!" Fleur Delacour cursed fiercely, "You just hope you don't meet me in the next game, or I'll make your life worse than death!"

"Why is life better than death? Use your butt?" Tiera replied with a stinky mouth.

"You rude bastard!" Madame Maxime said solemnly, "Keep your mouth clean! It turns out that Hogwarts students are taught this way!"

"Okay! Enough!" Dumbledore roared, then waved his wand—

The scuffled Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Rosie were separated in an instant.

The hair of the two old ladies was messy, and their faces were painted. Professor McGonagall's right eye was black and swollen from the beating, while Mrs. Rosie's mouth and left cheek were scratched.

"Please calm down everyone!" Dumbledore exclaimed. "We are here to discuss Mr. Lockhart and Mr. Potter's participation!"

"What's there to discuss?" Karkaroff said--

He had a icy smile on his face, and his blue eyes were cold like ice cubes: "There are two warriors at Hogwarts? And they're both under fourteen? I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school There can be two warriors—haven't I read the rules carefully enough?"

Then Karkaroff gave a short, unpleasant laugh.

"It can't be!" said Madame Maxime, her large hand with many ornate opals resting on Fleur's shoulders. "It is extremely unfair that Hogwarts cannot have two warriors."

"And you just saw ~lightnovelpub.net~ the good students your school has taught! So rude, so impolite!" Madame Maxime said angrily, "Because Hogwarts is a main board school in The chaos in this Triwizard Tournament, I think this Hogwarts should be disqualified!"

"And your age limit is to exclude underage competitors, Dumbledore." Karkaroff said, still with a cold smile on his face, and the chill in his eyes deepened, "otherwise, We will definitely bring more candidates from our school as well."

"It's only Tierra, Karkaroff," Snape said softly. "Don't blame Dumbledore, there's been all sorts of weird illogicalities since Tiera Lockhart started school. It's almost like he's at the source of the disaster, it's almost like a weird assembly, it's almost like—"

"Thank you, Severus," Dumbledore cut in decisively, and Snape closed his mouth and shrugged.

"Hey... one thing at a time." Dumbledore sighed, then looked at Tiera, "Tiera, tell me, have you—"

"Shit!" Dumbledore uttered a rare foul language, "Tiera! Put away your camera for me!"