Neville seemed to see the savior, and he immediately took the cup full of chocolate in Dumbledore's hand and drank it loudly.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open again.

Ludo Bagman and Delix stormed into the room.

"It's so bizarre! Incredible!" Ludo Bagman shouted excitedly as soon as he entered the room.

"There are actually four warriors in the Triwizard Tournament!" Ludo Bagman said loudly.

"This is absurd and ridiculous! It's just a violation of the rules!" Madame Maxime suddenly spoke at this time.

Madame Maxime straightened her burly body, her handsome head touched the candle-lit chandelier, her huge black satin breast heaving violently.

"Mr. Dumbledore, we all need an explanation!" Madam Maxime said to Dumbledore seriously.

"I want to know that too, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said, with a icy smile on his face and his blue eyes as cold as ice.

"Two warriors at Hogwarts? I don't recall being told that the host school could have two warriors--haven't I read the bylaws carefully enough?"

Karkaroff said to Dumbledore in a sharp tone, but his eyes still tried to avoid Ethan.

It seems that he is trying his best to ignore Ethan's existence.

"It's impossible," said Madame Maxime, her large hand with many ornate opals on Fleur's shoulder. "It's very unfair that Hogwarts can't have two warriors."

"In our impression, you have that age line that excludes underage competitors, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said.

Karkaroff still had a cold smile on his face, and the chill in his eyes deepened, "Otherwise, we will definitely bring more candidates from our school."

"No one can blame this incident! I think this incident is full of faults, and some people are making trouble!" Ethan stood up at this moment and said forcefully.

Hearing Ethan's words, Madam Maxime and Karkaroff's expressions turned gloomy.

Madame Maxime owed Ethan a favor, and Karkaroff seemed to be afraid of Ethan for some reason.

This made it difficult for both of them to speak.

"Ethan, I have no intention of arguing with you -" In the end, it was Madame Maxime who spoke first.

"But I have to make sure the competition is fair, it's about honor!" said Madame Maxime.

"I don't have to!" Neville, who was silent on the side, suddenly opened his mouth, and there was a circle of chocolate sauce on his lips, so he looked a little funny.

"I don't want to enter this contest at all! I don't know why the Goblet of Fire has my name on it! I give up! I surrender!" Neville said, sobbing with red eyes.

The poor little guy was totally terrified.

Madame Maxime and Fleur looked at each other, and they finally saw the problem.

There seemed to be something wrong with the poor boy, and he was really freaked out.

This made Madame Maxime and Fleur wonder what to do for a while, as well-educated ladies.

They thought they really shouldn't be embarrassing the poor child.

But they also represent the interests of the school, and they can't give up so easily, which makes them embarrassed.

"Please tell me seriously, Mr. Longbottom, did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Dumbledore asked Neville calmly.

"I swear! I swear! I didn't!" Neville said excitedly, his emotions about to collapse again.

"Then did you ask your older classmates to help you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Dumbledore continued to ask.

"No! I'm almost a Squib! How could I do such a thing?" Neville continued to argue.

"Maybe the goblet of fire is broken!" Madame Maxime said, "It's a centuries-old object, it's normal for something to go wrong!"

"Could it be a prank by a student in the school? If so, I must expel him! This joke is too vicious!" Professor McGonagall said tightly.

"Mr. Dulix, Mister Bagman," said Karkaroff, his voice becoming oily again.

"You two are our one-by-one, objective judges, you must also think this is extremely inappropriate, don't you?"

Bagman wiped his round baby face with a handkerchief and explained, "We have to abide by the bylaws, and the bylaws clearly state that anyone whose name is sprayed out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the Triwizard Tournament. compete."

Neville let out a cry of despair when he heard Bagman say this.

"I insisted on re-enrolling my other students," Karkaroff said, his voice no longer smooth, his smile gone, and the look on his face extremely ugly.

"You've got to put the Goblet of Fire back, and we'll keep adding names to it until each school has two champions, and that's fair, Dumbledore."

Karkaroff said seriously.

"But Karkaroff, I'm afraid it won't work," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire has just gone out and won't come back on until the next tournament."

"During the next tournament, Durmstrang will never participate!" Karkaroff was furious.

"We had so many meetings, and after so many negotiations and negotiations, I didn't expect something like this to happen! I just want to leave now!"

Karkaroff said, pounding the table, looking aggressive, his eyes reddened with anger.

"Mr. Karkaroff, please calm down!" Ethan said, afraid that Karkaroff would lose control.

"Shut up! Don't think that you have something to do with those people and I have to let them go." Karkaroff said something out of his mouth.

But he realized it immediately, and then his face immediately paled, and the anger that was on his face just disappeared immediately.

Instead, there was boundless fear.

His right arm trembled violently, and Karkaroff could only hold his arm with his other hand.

"Mr. Karkaroff~lightnovelpub.net~ What do you mean? What do you mean by what you just said?" Ethan stared at Karkaroff sharply.

He realized that Karkaroff seemed to know something remarkable.

"I drank too much," Karkaroff said in a panic, his voice trembling and his expression slightly distorted.

"Sorry, Mr. Ethan, I drank too much and spoke nonsense." Karkaroff, who was still aggressive just now, started to apologize.

"I think I have to sober up and rest, I'll leave first!" Karkaroff's expression was distorted, as if he was enduring great pain.

He seemed to use all his strength to suppress the disobedient hand, and he stumbled and took two steps.

Karkaroff's state terrified Krum, Krum stepped forward to support Karkaroff and didn't say hello to anyone.

He opened the door and helped Karkaroff out of the room.

Only the people in the room looked at each other, not knowing what happened.