The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"Indeed, someone should have planned a conspiracy against Potter." Dracula leaned against the wall next to him, and lazily said to everyone present, "You should know his identity. Not surprisingly."

"I don't care who he is!" Karkaroff retorted loudly, "This Four-wizard Tournament is held at Hogwarts, and you must take full responsibility for this match!"

"Oh, really?" Snape's sullen voice suddenly came from the corner of the room.

Karkaroff's face obviously changed.

Chapter 240 Seven Disputes and Resolutions

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"S... Snape, what do you want to do?" Karkaroff stammered.

This scene seemed quite strange. As the headmaster of Durmstrang, Karkaroff seemed to have an inexplicable fear of the Potions professor at Hogwarts.

"Come with me, Karkaroff, and we'll have a chat alone," Snape said in a sullen voice.

Karkaroff's complexion changed again, and he actually followed Snape out of the room and walked straight to the door of the auditorium.

Without such an important objecting voice as Karkaroff, Professor Hicks did not show too many objections to this situation——Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall all realized at the same time that as long as they calm down Ms. Maxim's emotions, today's accident can come to an end.

So Dumbledore looked down at Harry, and Harry looked at him, trying to read the eyes behind the half-moon lenses.

"Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" he asked calmly.

"No." Harry took a deep breath and said confidently.

He was well aware that everyone was watching him closely, and apart from Dumbledore, Professor Dracula and Professor McGonagall, including Ms. Maxim and the warriors of the various schools, few people would want to believe that he.

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

"No!" Harry was a little agitated.

"Oh, he must be lying!" Madame Maxime retorted loudly.

For example, Fleur Delacour and Victor Krum also showed expressions of disbelief.

"He couldn't have crossed that age line," said Professor McGonagall sternly, "and I'm sure we all agree on that—"

"Dumbledore's line must be wrong." Ms. Maxim said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course, it's also possible." Dumbledore smiled and said politely.

"Albus, you know you're not mistaken!" Professor McGonagall said angrily, "This kind of statement is ridiculous! How can you believe that it is not complicated for a great wizard who is proficient in all kinds of spells to make a mistake?" age line?"

"Harry couldn't have crossed that line himself, and as Dumbledore believed, Harry didn't persuade the seniors to do it for him, and I think everyone else should believe that too!"

She looked at Ms. Maxim very angrily, and her voice gradually increased.

"Now the facts are very clear. Someone wants to harm Harry. After all, everyone knows that the Triwizard Tournament... The current Four-wizard Tournament is a very dangerous game. An underage fourth-year wizard has no way to deal with it." The ability of this game!"

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"Mr. Crouch...Mr. Bagman," Ms. Maxim couldn't refute Professor McGonagall, so she turned her gaze to the two Ministry of Magic officials, "You two are from the Ministry of Magic. Neither school is directly related, it should be more objective."

"You must also think it highly inappropriate, don't you?"

Bagman coughed lightly.

Out of selfishness, Bagman was actually quite happy about Harry's unexpected participation in the Final Four, after all, he had always wanted to use the platform of the Final Four to make money.

In the past year, he has secretly added a lot of private goods to the game process.

If the game is open, Harry, who is only in the fourth grade, will definitely have a sky-high odds... If Bagman uses his authority to make some small moves in it, so that Harry wins the final victory, it is conceivable that He can definitely make back all the money he lost before!

Unlimited expectations arose in Bagman's heart.

He wiped his round baby face with his handkerchief, and turned his eyes to Mr. Crouch.

The final say rests with Mr. Crouch, and according to his integrity, this matter may be difficult to accomplish.

Crouch

Monsieur stood outside the light circle of the fire, his face half hidden in the shadows, and he looked a little strange.That half of the shadow made him look much older, and he looked a bit like a skeleton.

But when he spoke, his voice was as harsh as ever.

"We must abide by the statute!" Mr. Crouch said. "The statute clearly stipulates that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition of the Triwizard Tournament."

His words surprised many, including Bagman.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

"Hey, Batty has memorized the rules by heart!" Bagman suddenly broke into a smile, breaking the silence.

He smiled and looked back at Ms. Maxim, as if the matter had been settled satisfactorily.

"I insist that my other students register again." Ms. Maxim's face was a little ugly, and she said forcefully, "You should put the Goblet of Fire back out, and we will continue to add names to it until every school Two warriors were born."

She looked Dumbledore in the eyes and said seriously, "That's only fair, Dumbledore."

"But... I'm afraid it won't work," Bagman said in a panic. "The Goblet of Fire has just been extinguished, and it won't be re-ignited until the next tournament..."

"If you insist on using this method to gain an advantage, we will not participate in the next competition!" Ms. Maxim said, "This kind of obviously unfair competition is completely inconsistent with our previous negotiations and cooperation. negotiate."

"No one expected such a thing to happen, Ms. Maxim." Dumbledore said kindly, "But we have to finish this game anyway, there is no way to quit halfway, is there?"

"What if we have to quit directly?" Ms. Maxim responded.

"Really?" Dracula said suddenly.

He glanced at the silver-haired girl standing aside, and his expression suddenly became playful.

"Are you going to let your warrior violate the magic contract and become a squib?" Dracula raised the corner of his mouth and asked with interest, "I'm actually quite curious, if this Miss Delacour loses her magic power, What kind of form will she become?"

"Well, the possibility of maintaining a human form is indeed a bit higher... But it doesn't rule out that she will change into another shape without magical support?"

Fu Rong's face suddenly turned pale.

"You... what do you mean?" Ms. Maxim's expression also changed, trying to suppress her inner panic as much as possible.

"You understand what I mean, Ms. Maxim." Dracula said softly with the same smile on his face.

Most of the other people present looked at Dracula inexplicably, and looked at Fleur and Ms. Maxim suspiciously.

They had no idea what charades these people were playing.

However, both Fleur and Ms. Maxime knew that what Dracula said was entirely possible.

Fleur is a mixed Veela.

The prototype of Veela is not human beings. When such creatures are angry, they can transform into a bird-shaped banshee called "Harpies", who can use talent magic to launch fireballs to attack.

Dracula is very curious about the half-breed Veela that has lost its magic power, because this way he can see whether the half-blood Veela still has the ability to transform into a bird-shaped banshee.

"Professor Dracula, can I think... you are a kind of coercion?" Ms. Maxim took a deep breath, trying to calm down the surging emotions in her heart, and said coldly.

"You misunderstood, ma'am, I'm really curious." Dracula smiled, "This kind of opportunity is rare."

"you……"

"Ahem... I'm sorry, Ms. Maxim." Dumbledore smiled secretly, and then smoothed things over solemnly, "As an expert in Defense Against the Dark Arts, it is understandable for Professor Dracula to be interested in these things. And please don't mind."

"I can't tell if he really wants to harm Fleur." Ms. Maxim snorted coldly, but didn't continue to pester her.

Because she always felt that Dracula's eyes were a bit dazzling, as if he really wanted to kick Furong out of the game, so

Just to see what a hybrid Veela would look like after losing its magic power...

"Ms. Maxim, the point is actually not here." Professor Hicks of Infalmorny stepped forward suddenly and said to her, "If there is anyone who has reason to complain, it is Potter..."

"Why is he complaining?" asked Fleur Delacour first, stamping her foot. "He's got a chance to play, hasn't he? For so long, each of us has wished he had been chosen." ! Glory to our school! And a prize of one thousand Galleons - an opportunity so many would only dream of!"

"But someone wants Potter to die for it, Miss Delacour." Professor Hicks said with a smile.

The comments from Infalmoney left Ms. Maxim brooding.

If it's possible that Hogwarts professors say this to give their school an advantage, it's worth pondering that an "adversary" like Infalmorny would say the same.

"Professor Hicks, why did you..." she said hesitantly.

"Why am I standing on the standpoint of Hogwarts?" Professor Hicks smiled and waved his hands, "I didn't speak for Hogwarts. I just told the truth."

"What's more, we may not necessarily be at a disadvantage...Although we Yinfameni have not participated in your Triwizard Tournament, we have carefully studied historical materials."

"Looking at all the triwizard competitions in history, those events have always been to test individual abilities, and there is no room for teamwork. I believe this year's competition is the same."

She looked at Bagman and Mr. Crouch questioningly.

"Ah, I can prove that the competitions we set up this year really don't have any opportunities for teamwork." Bagman hurriedly patted his chest and assured.

"Then there is no problem?" Professor Hicks laughed. "So it doesn't matter which school has a few more students? Don't you believe that your students can stand out from the five, Maxi?" Ma'am?"

She glanced at John Kowalski who was standing respectfully beside her, and continued, "Anyway, I believe that no matter how many Hogwarts students play, John will be able to win the final championship!"

Ms. Maxim stopped talking, and the air once again fell into silence.

All eyes are on her, because whether she agrees or not basically determines whether this important competition, which has not been repeated in a century, can be held smoothly.

After a long silence, she finally nodded.

"Since Professor Hicks has said so, I agree with Harry Potter to enter the competition," she said. "However, if I remember correctly, Professor Karkaroff has not been persuaded. He has not I'm so talkative."

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

"No need, Karkaroff has already agreed!" Snape's unique greasy voice came over.

Ms. Maxim looked at the door, and was surprised to find that Karkaroff was following Snape like a follower.

His face was very gloomy, but he didn't raise any objection to Snape's words.

"Kakarov, you..." Ms. Maxim said unwillingly.

"I have no objection." Before she could finish speaking, Karkaroff said words like gold.

Ms. Maxim hesitated for a moment, then turned her head and took a deep look at Snape.

"Very well, it seems that the professors at Hogwarts are really talented!"

She let out a long breath from her nose, and stared at her eyes angrily, but she didn't object after all.

"Okay, shall we proceed?" Bagman seemed very excited, rubbing his hands together, and looked at the people in the room with a smile.