From Azkaban To Hogwarts

The fact that the fourth warrior was Harry was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

‘This means that in the Goblet of Fire judgment, the whole Gryffindor student Harry is the most suitable? ’

William shook his head, a little unbelievable—seriously speaking, Harry's level is still a little bit worse, a certain distance from the current level of the twins...

‘Is the goblet of fire judged in an unusual way? Or did Harry get another pass of magic taught by Sirius during the summer? ’

He can't make an accurate judgment, but for now, his judgment is not that important, because the entire auditorium is cheering for the last warrior of Hogwarts.

Although each college is more inclined to support their own warriors, Harry is different after all—all the children present grew up listening to Harry’s story, although after studying in the same school, the name Harry Potter changed It's not that mysterious anymore, but when the Warriors are linked to the glory of the school, those childhood memories naturally emerge.

At the table, Karkaroff tried to keep himself smiling and applauded, but his heart was already full of cursing at Dumbledore.

‘Damn old bastard, I just stressed that Krum must be included in the list of Warriors, and he backhanded Harry Potter into the Hogwarts team! ’

Krum is certainly a well-known star player, but if the name Harry Potter is associated with the Warriors, who else would pay attention to Krum's name?

‘This dead old man! ’

Karkaroff scolded again, and it took him a long time to make his emotions less excited.

And beside him, Mrs. Maxim almost laughed from ear to ear—there is such a good thing?

Karkaroff stuffed a star player in order to become famous, Dumbledore stuffed a minor Harry Potter in the backhand, and Professor Nora on the side of Ifamoni next door. It was the first time to compete in raw melon eggs, and even the place where they lived was temporarily purchased, and the combat effectiveness was even more predictable.

With all the calculations, isn't Boothbaton the champion this time?

Because of the frantic laughter, she almost touched the chandelier on the ceiling.

On Dumbledore's side, his face quickly returned to his normal calmness, "Here, Harry."

Harry stood up with unbelievable eyes and uncontrollable ecstasy. He felt his steps lighter.

He didn’t even care about his friend’s reaction. He almost jumped and walked along the Gryffindor table. He didn’t think of his friend until after three or four steps—he quickly turned around and watched. With Hermione and Ron.

Hermione's eyes were full of encouragement, but Ron's eyes were a little bit of joy in disappointment and surprise-but their faces were quickly blocked by the others.

All Gryffindors stood up and sent Harry farewell.

After all, the Warriors’ distribution rules are not clear to the students. In their view, if Harry hadn’t become a Warrior, then Gryffindor might be a joke in this Triwizard Tournament—they are most likely the only academy where no Warriors exist. !

"Harry!"

The Gryffindors cheered, and among their cheers, Harry walked up to Dumbledore. He looked at Dumbledore with a little pride and a little timidity—when the ecstasy came from his mind at first After the middle retreat, doubts about whether he could be a Warrior emerged.

"Go to the room over there, Harry."

Dumbledore said cheerfully.

Harry nodded heavily, and walked along the staff desk towards the room where the warriors were staying.

Professor McGonagall smiled approvingly at him, then Professor Lupin’s proud eyes, Professor William’s affirmative nod, and Hagrid was so excited that Professor McGonagall’s staring eyes danced—though Snape’s cold eyes were interspersed in the middle. People were a little unhappy, but that instead stimulated his fighting spirit.

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"Now, shouldn't a name pop up again with a bang, right?"

William stared at the Goblet of Fire-after Malfoy refused to play yesterday, he always felt that he was not very safe, so he specifically investigated the black market.

As a result, he curiously discovered that on the black market that day, the Malfoy’s boy was offered a reward of three thousand gallons for entering the Triwizard Tournament. After this scary figure appeared, he immediately realized that someone wanted to legalize the Triwizard Tournament. Killed the only descendant of the Malfoy family in England.

This kind of behavior is naturally not allowed. Therefore, yesterday the office held a meeting overnight and decided to have a wave of fishing law enforcement. They were on duty to see who would commit the crime. After all, the Goblet of Fire had just been adjusted by Dumbledore, even if it was William himself. It takes a long time to lie to the past.

As a result, staying overnight plus the odd hours of the day, no one wanted to do anything here.

‘It’s better to spit out one for me. If that kid dares to offer a reward, I can catch him out of it! ’

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be-yesterday, the office even discussed the possibility of Malfoy's name being stuffed in and the possibility of maintaining the entire game. As a result, none of these plans were used.

It was very angry. After all, it was three thousand gallons, and the three of them were evenly divided into one thousand gallons each. Although everyone didn't value Jialong that much, that thing was not hot...

Seeing the flame of the Goblet of Goblet gradually extinguished, the three professors who were a little happy who were robbing the food and looting were all a little frustrated.

"That's it?"

Moody's hoarse voice sounded, and he shook his head, "We'd better not pass the work explained to the warriors. I don't like hiding it, but the **** confidentiality contract..."

"Well, that's it, I'm back to my office."

William nodded. Although he suspected that Moody's was too deterrent and the guy who picked up the job didn't do it, he didn't bother to say it was possible.

"Then, see you tomorrow."

Lupin nodded and yawned. Not long after he had just finished his transformation, his body was still not so comfortable.

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"What are you doing, Bagman!"

Hogsmeade, a table in the Pig's Head Bar, Bagman is scorching and explaining to another person on the table.

"It's not that I don't want to, I also hope to get that large sum of Galleons!"

"I don't bother to care about that little Death Eater! It's really Moody's staring right over there! That guy Dumbledore knows everything, and he invites crazy-eyed guys in just to prevent anyone from messing around!"

"If it weren’t for the crazy-eyed guy’s staring, I would have succeeded. The Goblet of Fire would have been solved by a confusing spell. I just had to make that kid a student in the fifth school. Anyway, I’ve changed too much this year. , That goblet of fire looks silly on the whole! It's just a cup carved out of rotten wood!"

Ludo Bagman complained bitterly.

"What about the money?"

"I retired in full-but you don't want to play, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, really, this Triwizard Tournament is full of gimmicks, four schools, contestants and..."

"Money or Arvada?"

"…money."

The controversy at the pig's head bar is over.

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"Are you the last warrior, Harry?"

When Harry walked into the room where the warrior was, the two old opponents suddenly showed surprised expressions.

Although everyone at Hogwarts knows Harry Potter, because he is an official Quidditch player, each team is very familiar with their opponents.

Especially those two are the captains of the Quidditch team—this is not a rowing position. At Hogwarts, the captain of the Quidditch team enjoys all the treatments of a prefect, and in normal terms. The wind evaluation among the students in the school is even better than that of the prefect.