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"Every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore. Sign up within four hours. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the goblet will select the names of twelve students it thinks best represent the four schools. Tonight, the goblet will be in the foyer, and anyone who wants Students who participated in the election can have access to it."

"In order to avoid the temptation of underage students," said Dumbledore, "I will draw an age line around the goblet when it is placed in the hall. No one under the age of seventeen will be able to cross this line." age line."

When Dumbledore said this, Sean clearly heard many voices of regret and displeasure, such as Harry, who has been frantically looking through various books for a month, trying to find a way to overcome the age limit—although Neville persuaded him to Dude quite a few times, but Harry seemed eager to take part in this one.

Later, Sean learned from Daisy that Harry's father James also participated in the Goblet of Fire, but in the end he didn't lead his teammates to toast and return, which is a great regret.

So Harry was very eager to become one of the champions of the Goblet of Fire this time, but unfortunately, his age happened to be stuck at an awkward limit. If he couldn't make it this time, he would graduate next time.

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election that this competition is not a child's play, so don't take part in it rashly. Once a warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Whoever puts himself Putting your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be kept. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. Therefore, please think twice and make sure that you really want to participate in the competition. Put the name in the glass again. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night everyone."

Dumbledore glanced at everyone, he smiled and clapped his hands, indicating that everyone can go back.

There were noisy voices in the auditorium, and the Wesley twins put their arms around Harry's shoulders.

"Hey, buddy," said Fred, giving Harry a smirk, "George and I heard about your fervent wishes."

George also said on the other side: "Our brave, tragic, eager and helpless little Harry, why don't you come and ask the amazing Wesley brother for help? - that Ronald doesn't count."

"Hey, I'm your younger brother." Ron said dissatisfiedly on the side.

"Have George and I decided to admit you yet?" Fred teased Ron, and then whispered under Harry's puzzled eyes, "Dude, I have a way to get you to sign up."

Harry's eyes lit up suddenly: "What?"

"Aging agent, my friend—" George secretly stuffed a small bottle into Harry's pocket, with a mysterious expression on his face, "it can make you grow up a little bit, and reach the threshold for registration."

Harry touched his pocket uncertainly: "Is it effective? And Professor Dumbledore..."

Fred pouted: "This is just the help we can do, and George and I are old enough."

Sean, who happened to pass by, saw this scene, and he walked over and bumped into a few people: "Hey, guys, I have to remind you, that line—"

He pointed to the golden line Dumbledore had drawn next to the Goblet of Fire.

"It was ordered by Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards of this century - and the Aging Potion currently sells for three Sickles."

George laughed and hammered Sean: "Please, buddy, we didn't take any money from Harry! Besides, who said that a cheap price can't play a great role?"

Sean shrugged, and he looked at Harry, who was a little hesitant and moved, "Dude, my advice is don't die."

Harry hesitated for a moment and then sighed, "Sean, I think you're right."

After finally convincing Harry, Sean looked back at the long classroom table, and found that Grindelwald hadn't left the table, and he was standing there, as if waiting for Dumbledore.

Don't know which saint drank Polyjuice Potion and pretended to be...

Just as Sean was thinking about it, Grindelwald noticed his gaze and made a move.

Sean's Tong Kong shrank in surprise. The other party's action was the calling action that Grindelwald used to teach himself when he was teaching himself—snap his fingers while hooking them with his index finger.

This is a movement that the two of them are only familiar with. The one in front of them should be a fake...

Could it be that Grindelwald had something to inform me, so he told the subordinate pretending to be himself this action.

Holding such doubts, Sean looked around, then walked out of the hall and walked quietly to the side.

Turning through the side door, sure enough, Grindelwald was already waiting there.

"Sir?" Sean asked uncertainly.

Grindelwald showed a wild smile that Sean was very familiar with.

"Long time no see, Sean."

This way of speaking, this tone... Sean was a little confused for a moment.

"Sir, aren't you?"

Grindelwald snapped his fingers so that the conversation between the two could not be overheard by others.

"Actually, what you see is me, and it's not me."

"Huh?" Sean looked up and down.

"Okay, stop looking for your answer stupidly," Grindelwald smiled slightly, "People still drink compound soup, but my loyal subordinate doesn't mind letting me take his soul."

"Hiss—" Sean gasped.

The saint is worthy of being a saint, and he was voluntarily captured by Grindelwald... No wonder, Grindelwald in front of him occasionally has unnatural places, and occasionally has exactly the same movement habits as the master.

The next moment, Sean was puzzled again.

What is it that deserves Grindelwald's special trip to Hogwarts for the soul-snatching saints?

The Big Four? It's not that important...

Is it very important information?

With such doubts, Sean looked at the other party, waiting for an answer.

"Don't look at me like that, can't it be that I want to come out and get some air?" Grindelwald said lightly.

Sean choked for a moment, it seems that this is really Grindelwald's style.

"But the Imperius Curse allows you to remotely control other people?" Sean had another doubt.

Grindelwald spread his hands easily: "I have improved the Imperius Curse."

Sean: "..."

The Imperius Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, can be changed as soon as it is said...

"Of course, there are other things—" Grindelwald said casually.

"Um?"

Grindelwald passed Sean and looked back: "I'm going to find some trouble, hey, the Lord is here."

Sean turned his head and saw an old man with white beard and hair walking quietly.

It's Dumbledore.

"You shouldn't do this. It's not honorable to use the Imperius Curse on one's subordinates, even if he is voluntary - and there are still eyes watching you." Dumbledore ignored the enchantment placed by Grindelwald and walked directly came in.

Grindelwald's expression suddenly became lively, and he sneered: "Don't worry about it, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore glanced at Sean who was pretending to count ants, and sighed slightly: "I don't even know why you have all these grievances."

Sean's heart was full of alarm bells, the two old men want to talk now?

Is this something I can hear? ! Um? ! I am still a child, how can I listen to the secrets between these adults? !

He pricked up his ears.

Grindelwald licked his lips, and said slowly: "The grievances between us will be discussed later, but I came here specially to say one thing."

He moved closer, looking directly at Dumbledore.

"I established Nurmengard, and I ran around to restore the Goblet of Fire. Everything I did was for fair competition—" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "When the age rules were established, the major schools Everyone agrees, including you—”

He pressed Sean on the shoulder, and then looked at Dumbledore: "How old is this bastard?"

Sean blinked, trying to look innocent: "Sixteen, sir..."

"Shut up for minors!" Grindelwald pressed Sean hard.

Dumbledore folded his hands at his waist: "But Sean has the proof—"

"Ha, in order to issue that certificate, you actually agreed with Beauxbaton and Durmstrang's extra places to stay in school? Three to one, regardless of Nurmengard's suggestion?" Grindelwald said dissatisfied .

Xiao En suppressed his laughter, he finally knew why this certificate, which was obviously given to him, was recognized by other schools.

A deal has been reached...

Excellent students like Fleur and Krum who should have graduated also took an extra year to compete for the Goblet of Fire-other schools agreed with Hogwarts' special certificate, and Hogwarts also agreed with other schools' Additional Study Places…

Dumbledore still smiled: "Numergarde is fine too, and you also have extra places to stay in school."

"Ha—" Grindelwald shook his lips with a half-smile, "I taught Sean."

The implication is very clear, I understand Sean's strength, even if there is an "eighth grader", he may not be able to beat him.

Dumbledore was unmoved: "Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four Hogwarts colleges."

"You've got the guts to put Sean in the race."

"Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of Hogwarts."

"It's been a long time since I won against Nurmengard, playing such a dirty trick?"

"Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of Hogwarts."

"Let the children fight and communicate on their own in a fair and honest way—communication and fighting at the same level, do you understand this principle, Dumbledore?"

"Sean is an outstanding student of Ravenclaw, one of the four houses of Hogwarts."

Sean, who was held down more and more forcefully, held back a smile and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When did Professor Dumbledore become so... well, shameless...

Moreover, he now finally knows what the Howler letter Dumbledore received during the summer vacation was...

Grindelwald took a deep breath, let go of Sean, and walked up to Dumbledore to look directly at him.

Then he raised a hand.

Hold up a middle finger.

"Albus Dumbledore, you sinister old immortal."

After all, he turned his head and left angrily.

When Grindelwald walked away, Dumbledore glanced at Sean, and then burst out laughing.

"Sean, remember to cheer for the game."

Sean: "..."

What kind of strange desire to win among old men!

…

The next day was Saturday. Generally speaking, the students went to breakfast very late. However, when Sean and the others arrived at the auditorium, there were already a large number of students discussing there.

When Sean walked in, the cheers erupted, though, for someone else.

Amid the roar of a group of tough guys, led by Krum, a group of students from Durmstrang threw the notes with their names on them into the Goblet of Fire.

Immediately afterwards, Beauxbaton's students followed Fleur's footsteps and put in their names one after another.

Hermione asked the girl beside her, "Just started?"

The girl nodded: "Well, the people in Nurmengard also put their names in before, my God, almost everyone wrote their names, they look so scary—it seems like we are the only ones left in Hogwarts. Ci's people didn't show up... Hey, Sean!"

Sean greeted the girl with an excited face, and spread his hands amid the excited inquiry of "Will you sign up?"

"Don't worry, there's still half a day left."

"But I can't wait, Sean—" said a voice behind him.

Sean turned his head and saw Cedric.

"Hey buddy, good morning." Sean greeted with a smile.

Cedric shook his shoulders nervously: "Frankly speaking, it's not good. I was nervous all night."

"Hey, it's you, buddy!" Behind him, a large group of students said excitedly.

Cedric is the male chairman of the Hogwarts Student Union this year, and he has a very high reputation among the student body, and he is also considered to be one of the three Hogwarts warriors this year.

Sean's reputation is slightly different from Cedric's, probably because of teaching assistants and participating in various major events~lightnovelpub.net~ Students who are not familiar with him also admire him, but this kind of admiration is always With some awe.

The new certificate issued by Hogwarts almost clearly told everyone that it was specially set up for Sean. Therefore, before the start of the competition, everyone agreed that Sean and Cedric were already destined to be two warriors. .

The twin brothers who are good at this aspect even opened the market. The ratio of guessing the three Hogwarts warriors this time is currently 1:1 for Sean, and 1:1.05 for Cedric, leaving the others far behind. Shake it off.

"Apricot"

By the way, the two brothers also wrote their names, and even secretly changed the ratio to 1:100, but unfortunately no one cared about it, which annoyed the two of them for a while.

Cedric gave Sean a high five, and then, surrounded by his friends, threw his name into the Goblet of Fire.

Accompanied by warm applause, someone gently tugged on Sean's clothes.

He turned his head and saw long silver hair.

Stephanie was looking at him.

"Shawn, are you going?"