The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

In the office of the principal, Wase and Moody's at the moment were sitting opposite Dumbledore's desk. There were three cups of hot black tea on the table, but no man tasted, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

Moody's blue righteousness kept turning, as if looking for hidden clues, his low voice took the lead in breaking the silence of the office.

"Not normal, too abnormal."

Dumbledore held his head with his left hand, and his brows were locked: "Harry has no strength to put his name into the flame cup."

"Yes, Harry was very surprised by his selection. He couldn't lie to my eyes."

Moody's observation of himself is very confident. He never believes that a student's lies can hide himself.

Was saw the two of them burn their brain here, ready to open their minds for the two.

"The professors will not do such boring things. If the students have this strength, why should I write Harry's name?"

"Excluding all impossible, then there is only one reason left -some people have reasons for Harry to participate in the competition."

"Who will it?" Moody's left foot shook his left foot, and his fake eyes slipped.

Dumbledore began to meditate, and his eyes looked into the distance through the window, and the room could only hear the clock dripping sound in the room.

Dumbledore seemed to think of something, he looked back and looked back at Wes and Moody's in front of him.

"Although participating in the top three hegemony is a glorious thing, it is also very dangerous, so the person who put Harry's name into the Flame Cup cannot be a friend of Harry."

"Death to eat," Moody's pestle was pest on the floor hard. "After the Kuiddica World Cup, they became very active and attacked me."

"It's very strange to think about you being attacked now. I haven't asked you to revenge for so many years. Why is it attacking you this year?" Wes added.

Both Dumbledore and Moody's and Moody's are both wise men. Wes guided it a little, and they soon inferred the Death Eaters' plans.

Moody's has a point that he didn't figure it out. He threw out a question: "The Flame Cup. Their purpose is to let Harry touch the flame cup, but what's the use of this?"

Dumbledore suddenly stood up, "The door key, they can make the flame cup into a door key, so that Harry can be transmitted out of Hogwarts and got away from my sight."

After Moody's words of Dumbledore, "Teng" suddenly stood up and was ready to leave the office.

"Wait a while," Wes stopped him in a hurry.

"What are you waiting for? There is a problem with the Flame Cup, we must stop the game." Moody's performance was very eager.

"Then what?"

"Of course, I found the damn deadrs and put him into Azkaban!" As soon as he mentioned the Death Eaters, Moody's gritted teeth.

"Then what?"

Facing Wes's subsequent questioning, Moody's for a while did not know how to answer.

"Um??"

"Grasp a Death Eaters to solve the fundamental problem. They have countless opportunities to start Harry," Wes knocked on the table. "Why don't we count it?"

"You mean ..."

Moody's comes to interest, and Dumbledore also recaptured the comfortable office chair, especially Moody's, and he couldn't wait to know the plan of Wes.

Wes looked up and signaled Moody's first. "I remember that only in the last Flame Cup, right?"

"Yes, the first player who found the trophy in the game will win."

Weis went on to say: "That is to say, before that, the students were safe, and the Death Eaters did not dare to do it in Hogwarts."

In other words, both Dumbledore and Moody's have reacted.

"Death Eating Tuchang Zhou Zhang wants to send Harry out for a major event. Maybe this incident was arranged by Voldemort." He picked up a cup of black tea, gently blowing, and then took a sip, and took a sip. "We only need to follow Harry to find their plans."

"Dumbledore, this is a good opportunity!" Moody's patted the table excitedly. His crutch knocked heavily on the ground, making a dull sound, "Even if it is not planned by Voldemort, he can grab a few more foods. The deceased can also ask the whereabouts of the Volume. "

Dumbledore was moved by this plan, but he was still hesitant.

"We can make a door key on Harry. As soon as he disappeared, we followed us. With you, Moody's here, there was only one way to defeat even during the prosperity of Voldemort."

Was' remarks made Dumbledore's idea. He stood up, walked to the window, staring at the campus in the night, "do so, but to protect the children."

"Of course." Wes said seriously. After all, as a professor of Hogwarts, he would not take the children's safety adventure. "For the sake of insurance, I think we can prepare both hands. Cedric is also a student of Hogwarts, and you don't want him to accident."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"What about Furong and Krum?" Moody's worry, he held the crutch in his hand, "Do you need to tell the other two schools? I don't believe in Kakarov's kid, he used to be a Death Eaters."

"You don't need to tell others that the goal of eating the dead is Harry, and they don't want to have extraordinary branches."

"I would ask for the information in Kakarov." Dumbledore agreed with Wes, "We just need to let Harry or Sedric's first touch the flame cup."

"The same is true for the Death Eaters, and now we are in the dark." Moody thought about it. With preparation, this plan can be said to be flawless.

"Moody, Harry is in your hands. At least let him have the strength to protect himself before we arrive." Dumbledore looked at Moody with trust.

"No problem, I will ensure Harry's safety."

"Leave Cedric to me," Weiss took the initiative to ask for this task.

Dumbledore was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Weiss to be so proactive this time.

Weiss just wanted to get rid of Voldemort and the Death Eaters once and for all. Weiss was tired of these guys causing trouble every year.

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"Dong~Dong~"

Cedric knocked on Weiss's office door.

"Come in." Weiss's voice came from behind the door.

Hearing Weiss's voice, Cedric tidied his clothes, took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked in. The light in the office was soft, the bookshelves were filled with various magic books, and the air was filled with a faint scent of ink.

"Professor." Cedric greeted him and stood there, looking a little uneasy. He didn't know why Wes asked him to come over, and he was confused when he received the notice.

Wes sat behind the desk and looked at Cedric gently. "Please sit down, Cedric." He pointed to a chair opposite.

The plot of Harry Potter will be finished in the next few days. The protagonist will go to a new world, and the plot of Harry Potter needs to be finished before going to the new world.