I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 290 Catherine's anger is not something everyone can bear

The cool wind suddenly picked up and blew on the surface of the lake, causing sparkling ripples, and also blowing away the surrounding audience seats reflected on the lake.

Karkaroff comforted his best friend Viktor, but ignored Vasily.

In fact, Vasily has long been used to being ignored by Viktor. Since Viktor showed his Quidditch talent and magic talent since entering school, Karkaroff, who has become popular, has been like this.

But Georg, who had a good relationship with him, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Professor!" Georg complained dissatisfiedly for Vasily, "As the headmaster of Durmstrang, you should be on the same level, instead of being so obvious. Vasily is also the leader of the Triwizard Tournament. Warrior, why are you ignoring him, but showing so much care to Viktor? If so, then we should all drop out of school. You only need to teach Viktor a lesson, so we can save you worry! "

Viktor lowered his head blushing, of course he knew that this was not good, but you can’t just refuse to drink the toast from the leader, or change the table if the leader picks up the food, that’s a disgrace.

But Karkaroff didn't mean to be embarrassed at all. He snorted and asked grimly, "Oh? Are you going to fight me?"

Georg stiffened his neck and said in dissatisfaction: "I dare not fight with the principal, but I know that if there is a child who dares to speak out in the family, the family will not be ruined; if there are people who dare to speak out in a country, then This country can also be saved!"

"Oh, according to what you mean," Karkaroff glanced at Georg coldly: "If you don't listen to your words, Durmstrang will go bankrupt?"

Georg pulled his lips and said, "It's hard to say."

Karkaroff got angry, took out a stick from under the table, and shouted hysterically: "You bastard, I'll kill you...kill you!"

Viktor and Vasily immediately stepped forward and hugged Karkarov. At the same time, Viktor looked back at Georg who was still standing like a goose, and shouted sadly: "Stupid! What are you doing? Why don’t you run away?”

Georg just woke up from a dream, turned around and ran away.

At that speed, Western journalists were willing to bow down.

Karkaroff was furious, and it took him a long time to recover. The headmasters didn't try to stop or comfort him. Karkaroff sighed, patted Vasily and Krum, and said Just don't let me down.

He walked back to the referee's seat and sat down.

After a while, other warriors came one after another, and the surroundings were full of people.Harry was the last, sprinting, panting.

"I thought you weren't coming." A domineering voice sounded, it was Karkaroff.

Harry glanced at him without saying a word, and sat beside Catherine.

"Miss Worley is probably going to abstain." Karkaroff's eccentric voice sounded again, "It seems that you don't care about your boyfriend, do you think this is a party in a castle?" Charms lessons?"

Catherine glanced at him indifferently, parted her lips, and said coldly, "Your upbringing seems to be not very good, Professor Karkaroff."

"What did you say?" Karkaroff suddenly stood up and pointed at Catherine tremblingly. Since he became the headmaster of Durmstrang, no student from any school has ever talked to him like this. How can this not be true? Let him out of anger?
"Professor Dumbledore taught me humility, don't take this as your capital for arrogance." Catherine said this, and took out her wand from her arms.

"You're going to challenge a headmaster? How arrogant!" Karkaroff glanced around.

McGonagall's professor moved quickly, yawning and dozing on the table; Principal Dumbledore's glasses fell to the ground with a bang, and he groped on the ground like a Nobita, still muttering what was going on, Why can't I find it?
Snape was even more straightforward, he didn't even bother to pretend, and directly covered his eyes with his hands.

But a small gap remained.

Karkaroff couldn't help thinking that they were acquiescing to teach the disobedient students themselves, so he quickly drew his wand.

As a result, the wand was whirled and flew out before the posture was settled.

Afterwards, he felt dizzy, and flew up top-heavy, and then a huge force brought him to the lake, like a torpedo going out of the ship into the water.

A Karkaroff successfully entered the water!
All the students present were stunned. No one could believe that the principal of Durmstrang was not the enemy of this sixth grader, especially these Durmstrang classmates, with their mouths wide open It's enough to stuff a toad.

After a long, long silence, I don't know who started it, it should be a classmate from Gryffindor—oh, it's Hermione, she is waving a Slytherin that she snatched from nowhere banner, shouting: "Woley! Wray!"

After Hermione took the lead, everyone started shouting Catherine's name, not to mention the excitement.

Elizabeth cheered loudly in the auditorium, shouting loudly to the people around her, do you see, this is my sister-in-law, is she serious?

Catherine was not disturbed by the cheers. She manipulated Karkaroff's flight trajectory with a magic wand in one hand, and waved the other hand cheerfully to everyone. Like a stone floating in water, it flies up and enters the water after being dipped in water.

"Who... Guru Guru... Special... Guru Guru... What... Guru Guru... Come... Guru Guru... Save... Guru Guru... I..." Karkaroff shouted intermittently, but No one responded to him.

Not without it, Viktor really couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and wanted to beg Catherine, but Catherine just turned her head to look at him, and then showed him back to her seat.

Ms. Rita Skeeter's quill was about to fly, and she quickly recorded the major events that happened before today's game; the cameraman around her took pictures one after another, almost making the camera shoot out of sparks.

On weekdays, this photographer is the most precious camera, but today such an explosive big news event, camera?Come on, I'm not familiar with you.

After 5 minutes, Dumbledore finally "found" his glasses. He raised his head, groaned, looked around at the staff or faculty who were pretending to be sleeping or pretending to be stupid, then looked at the warriors, and asked curiously : "Where's Professor Karkaroff?"

Harry pointed to Karkaroff, who was floating around in the lake screaming and screaming, thinking, Professor, even if you can't see him, you can't hear his screams?

Professor Dumbledore just "woke up from a dream", and immediately stopped him: "Okay, Catherine, what are you doing? Don't bully fellow... Durmstrang's principal!"

"But he was rude." Catherine's eyes were still cold.

"Fifty points for Slytherin." Professor Snape's voice appeared in time, with a lot of schadenfreude in it: "For Miss Walley's victory over a professor in a duel."

Take a look, as expected of Snape, he decided the nature in one sentence: it's a duel!
Catherine raised the corners of her lips slightly, and flew to curse. Karkaroff flew back with all his teeth and claws, and landed on his seat impartially like a drowned rat.

"You...vomit..." Karkaroff wanted to speak, but water came out of his mouth. He supported the table and began to spit water. Now he doesn't think about anything, he just wants to spit out the water in his stomach .

"The lake water in Hogwarts is delicious, I hope your dirty mouth has not polluted our pure lake." Catherine looked at Karkaroff with green eyes: "But I doubt your identity now, such magic level, it’s hard to believe that you are the headmaster of Durmstrang, so it’s not someone pretending to be?”

Speaking of which, Catherine covered her mouth lightly with her jade hands in white lace gloves, her face full of false disbelief.

The subtext is, no way, no way, there really is such a good principal...

Everyone here heard this sentence, including the audience on the field, because Professor Snape, who was afraid of chaos in the world, secretly added a loud voice to Catherine.

That's too bad Professor Snape, I'm going to grab it with my cat fist.

There was also a burst of joyful laughter on the field. Everyone loves to see Karkaroff being deflated. He just dropped his hamburger and stepped on the ground—not a good cake.

Karkaroff seemed to have vomited for as long as a century, and his face was as pale as a legendary drowned water ghost. Viktor patted his back with concern, trying to calm him down.

After struggling for a while, Karkaroff weakly raised his head.When the cold wind blows, the wet clothes hanging on the body intensifies the coldness of the cold wind.

Dumbledore sighed and quickly dried Karkaroff's clothes with a wave of his hand.

Karkaroff looked at Catherine viciously, but he didn't say the threat after all.

First of all, he is a principal, it would be embarrassing if he couldn't beat the students, but if he had to speak harshly, wouldn't that be more of a loss?
Secondly, he is the kind of bullying and afraid of toughness. With Catherine's strength, he didn't even dare to take revenge, because he saw a trace of the Dark Lord in Catherine.

Even if it was an illusion, he had to take it seriously.

Catherine squinted her green eyes, looked at Karkaroff with contempt, and sat back on her seat with her long legs.

She could bear Karkaroff's words of sarcasm about herself, but she could never bear Karkaroff's yin and yang feelings for Louis.

If it weren't for the fact that so many people seem to be afraid of bad influence today, they would have been served by Transfiguration and Cruciatus Curse long ago.

"You're amazing! Catherine!" Harry whispered excitedly to Catherine.

"Yes, Miss Walley, I can't beat a professor, let alone the principal." Cedric also praised Catherine in a low voice.

"Hmph." Catherine folded her arms on her chest and snorted coldly to express her acceptance of the compliments from the two.

It would be great if the one who praised me just now was a deer, she thought arrogantly in her heart, wondering how that little bastard would feel when he was soaking in the water, would he be very scared?Waiting to save him by myself?
At this time, Ludo Bagman came over, still wearing a khaki robe, and asked with a smile: "Are you all ready?"

Seeing that no one objected, he continued: "Okay warriors, it was just an episode just now, now I want you to go to the shore and line up, yes, right now, the order is not limited, you can stand wherever you want." alright."

The warriors stood in order, and Catherine stood last.

She tilted her head to see what Mr. Bagman had to say, and happened to see him walking towards Harry.

"How is it, Harry?" Bagman led Harry a few steps back, avoiding Krum, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what you're going to do?"

"I know." Harry nodded solemnly. Of course he knew that the purpose of this trip was to save Ron, but his good brother was waiting for him in the water.

Bagman squeezed Harry's shoulder hard, and turned back to the referee's table.He pointed his wand to his throat, as he did at the World Cup, and said, "Loud!"

So his voice was like thunder, passing over the dark lake to the stands.

"Listen everyone, I think you have seen that our warriors are in their positions! As soon as I blow the whistle, the second project will begin. They have a full hour to get back what was taken from them. I count to three, three...two...one...go!"

Shrill whistles echoed in the cold and silent air, and cheers and applause erupted from the stands.Catherine didn't rush into the water, but watched what the other warriors were doing.

She saw Harry quickly take off his clothes, revealing a relatively thick swimsuit - after all, it was just spring, and no matter how warm the temperate ocean climate was, it was still bitingly cold.

Harry took out a ball of something from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, then waded into the water like a toad. If he guessed right, it must have been frozen by the icy lake.

Catherine couldn't help feeling a little proud, it seemed that her choice was right, she entered the water like those idiots, and it would be no wonder that she didn't freeze to death by the lake.

Harry's situation at this time was not very good either. The icy lake water instantly pierced through his skin like tarsal maggots, piercing his bones like needles, and his feet stepped on the smooth and harsh cobblestones. It keeps skidding, which is why he runs like a toad.

He chewed the gill grass quickly and vigorously, it felt a little bad, tough, creamy, very chewy, like the tentacles of an octopus.He stopped in waist-deep water, swallowed the gill grass, and waited for a miracle to happen.

The audience on the field started to laugh when they saw Harry's funny appearance, Catherine looked up and saw Harry standing there in a daze, she was very curious, and couldn't help asking: "Harry, why don't you go into the water? "

"I'm waiting!" Harry replied loudly. "Some things take a while to work!"

Well, after eating, I will be stiff. Professor Snape on the shore froze when he heard this sentence, and suddenly understood what this kid was eating and where it came from...

Catherine didn't pay attention to Harry's answer, but picked up the wand, closed her eyes and concentrated her thoughts, and pointed the wand forward after a while.

"REVELIO!!! (Reveal now)"

(End of this chapter)