Chapter 335 Dumbledore, Do You Want to Kill Me?

After defeating the two elders, Sirius and Lupine naturally would not make themselves uncomfortable and ask for anything to help Harley prepare for the game.

In Lupine's words: "Sirius, just don't do Harry any harm!"

Of course, looking at the expressions of the two of them, even though they lost miserably, they seemed to be smiling more happily than if they had won against Harley.

After the warm-up exercise, it was already noon.

Although they had just finished breakfast in an hour and a half at most, Sirius and Lupine still did not choose to miss the opportunity to enjoy delicious food at Hogwarts.

After all, the food the two of them had during this time in the illegal gathering place for werewolves and dark wizards was expensive and poor.

After torturing my stomach and intestines for so long, it’s time to reward them.

Hogwarts had a very sumptuous lunch today, as if they wanted to prove themselves in front of this new group of guests from all over the world, and try to get rid of the reputation of a "food desert" as much as possible.

As soon as he sat down, Sirius began to eat without any image, cutting the steak into huge pieces and stuffing it directly into his mouth.

Professor Snape came in from the side door of the Great Hall and walked around the Gryffindor table.

After seeing Sirius's eating appearance, he couldn't help but snorted: "Huh! It really matches his Animagus eating appearance!"

Before he finished speaking, he passed the long table with his robe fluttering and strode to the teacher's desk.

Sirius originally wanted to reply to Snape as usual, but thinking that Harry had to participate in the competition today, he kept his tongue.

But he rolled his eyes and showed a wicked smile.

Sirius grabbed a new fork, inserted a mutton chop into Harley's mouth, and rubbed Harley's head with his clean hand:

"Harley, come on! Godfather believes you can win the championship."

Harry rolled his eyes, nodded perfunctorily, and responded to Sirius's verbosity.

But that was enough, Sirius looked at Snape provocatively.

Professor Snape, whose eyes couldn't help but wander to the Gryffindor table since the beginning of the meal, happened to catch Sirius's gaze, and the hand holding the fork clenched instantly.

It’s hard, the fist is hard!

He really wanted to kill this stupid black dog!

Professor Snape even subconsciously touched the Dark Mark on his arm, and began to rationally think about how many losses the Order had when fighting Voldemort, and how many sacrifices it had.

Of course, he was just thinking about it in his mind. After all, Harley would definitely be sad about this. Professor Snape couldn't be more cruel.

Harley didn't pay attention to the confrontation between the two middle-aged men. She was observing the parents of other warriors.

Catherine and her mother were sitting at the long Ravenclaw table chatting, and her mother was a blonde witch who looked very similar to Catherine.

Miguel and Krum's parents also came to Hogwarts to accompany their children and cheer them on.

However, Tsuchimikado Seimei's parents did not show up, and even few people from the magic institute came to the auditorium for dinner today...

That's right, this warrior from the island country has been playing in the resurrection game for so long, and may even have won the resurrection game already, starting the plot of "Another World: Beginning of the End of the World and the Wasteland, I Started Evolving Infinitely from Godzilla" .

Apart from sacrificing a warrior because of their own mistakes, the Magic Institute had no sense of participation this time. Why did they come to the auditorium?

At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Delacour also walked into the auditorium with Fleur, and Gabrielle followed behind holding Mrs. Delacour's robe.

It can be seen that the little girl pouted with an angry expression.

Although I know that my sister is under a lot of pressure because she has to participate in the competition.

But the parents' completely uncaring behavior... made Gabrielle really angry! Super angry! The kind that can’t be coaxed!

Well... I sat next to Sister Harley, and her sister even hugged herself. Gabrielle felt she had been coaxed.

When he saw Harley again, Mr. Delacour seemed extremely excited. He dragged Harley to discuss potions and focused on studying the newly published papers by Harley.

During this semester, although Harry frequently went to Professor Snape for "confinement", Professor Snape didn't have much to teach him.

Now the two people's small class time has become more focused on collaborative research and improving potions, and they have achieved a lot of results.

Harry was very busy this semester and didn't have much time to write these results into a formatted paper that could be published, so he gave them all to Professor Snape.

However, Professor Snape would not be like some unscrupulous Muggles who took the title of first author without doing anything.

On the contrary, it was clear that she had contributed a lot, and Harry also said that she had given all the signature rights to the paper to Professor Snape.

But Professor Snape not only sorted out all the messy information and wrote the paper.

Most of the research results were also assigned to Harley, and the core author of the paper was written as Harley.

This made Harry confused when he received a letter from the headquarters of the Potion Masters journal of the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries.

She thought about it over and over, but she couldn't remember that she had written such an article.

Fortunately, the above research data was indeed obtained through my own experiments, and the method of improving the potion was indeed thought up by me.

Otherwise, Harry would be embarrassed to admit that this was his thesis.

Regarding these papers, Mr. Delacour obviously wanted to discuss a few more words, but was stopped by Mrs. Delacour.

What time has it been and are you still discussing potions? It’s simply a sight to behold!

Leave time to the children, let them make the final preparations before the game is what a parent should do!

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Time finally came in the evening, and the auditorium became increasingly lively at this time.

Even the fifth and seventh grade students who needed to prepare for the ordinary wizard level exam and the ultimate wizard level exam gave up their review and gathered in the auditorium.

After all, this is the Six Strongest Tournament that only happens once every five years, and it’s the first tournament, so how can you miss it?

The teachers' bench in the auditorium was almost twice as long as usual. After all, Fudge led a large number of senior officials from the Ministry of Magic to watch the game.

Fudge sat in the middle of the auditorium, chatting with Professor Dumbledore, forcing a smile on his face.

Fudge has been so busy lately that he feels dizzy and exhausted.

After all, his life has not been smooth in the past three years, and the pressure he has been under recently has reached its peak——

First, two years ago, basilisks and dark wizards invaded Hogwarts, and an Auror from a pure-blood family died, which brought pressure on him from both public opinion and political support;

Then a year ago, Sirius escaped from Azkaban and became the first criminal in history to successfully escape from wizard prison, which even led to severe pressure from the public;

Although Sirius was proven innocent, he also attacked Crouch, an old political enemy, and forcibly reversed his reputation, making the prison break seem less serious.

But then, the newly released Death Eater Peter Pettigrew took advantage of the summer vacation to perform another prison break, putting Fudge back on the back of the pressure of public opinion he had just relieved;

And during this school year, Fudge had even more troubles, and his humiliation was lost internationally.

At the British Quidditch World Cup, Fudge originally planned to make a fortune and show off his skills in front of international wizards.

It turned out that he had indeed "showed his hands" and his butt was exposed and could not be wiped.

At the end of the finals, there was a riot of that level, and many dark wizards were "forced to take over" who were captured by underage students who were not affiliated with the Ministry of Magic. There were even daring villains who released a demon not far from them. The Dark Mark…

Taken seriously, each of these things may bring the risk of stepping down for oneself, let alone the group together.

Originally, in order to deal with this series of things, Fudge only slept for four hours in three days, and he was too busy at all.

Unexpectedly, his confidant Umbridge started to act ugly again, perfectly showing himself what would happen if a politician who only relies on political means to climb up and has no practical ability to solve problems becomes the director of the department. What kind of thing.

Under her "extremely wise" operation, the Department of International Magical Cooperation has been in a mess recently.

Not only was the international trade of the British wizarding community affected, but there were too obvious loopholes in the newly formulated international magic laws.

Even the British branch of the International Confederation of Wizards protested to itself, asking itself to "seriously examine whether Ms. Umbridge has the ability to resolve international affairs."

They even made threats if the British Ministry of Magic could not properly resolve many issues such as international trade and international law.

Then the International Federation of Wizards will consider whether to temporarily blacklist Britain and declare the British Isles as a magical society unsuitable for tourism and trade.

What makes Fudge feel even more uncomfortable is that Rita also reported this very good thing that should have been concealed, causing her own public approval rating to plummet again.

With so many bad things happening, Fudge resorted to his daily diversionary tactics.

And the good news that Harry Potter got the highest score in two events in the Six-wizard Tournament really diverted a lot of attention, and also made the British Ministry of Magic look much better.

Unexpectedly, in the second project, the warrior from the magic school in the island country died.

It's okay if this bastard dies. After all, he wanted to use black magic to take a shortcut, and ended up tricking himself to death. Even Fudge himself thought he deserved to die.

But the magic world of the island country doesn’t think so. Even if we have 99% of the responsibility, don’t you have the 1% of responsibility?

Putting aside the facts and truth, aren’t you people in the Great Empire not wrong at all?

As we all know, the island country has always been good at concept conversion and type magic.

Originally, their warrior Tsuchimikado Seimei used black magic, but now there is a consensus in the island country that it was the British Ministry of Magic who sent people to maliciously trap their warrior, and his warrior did not use any black magic at all.

Fortunately, Europe has always been the leader in the magic world. Otherwise, it might have been said that despicable warriors from other countries used black magic to entrap the warriors of the magic institute.

In addition, there are also the unresolved three notes from the Goblet of Fire selection of warriors, and the protest issued by former Death Eater Karkaroff when he entered the country...

So even though Fudge was chatting with Professor Dumbledore, he still seemed depressed.

Moreover, he was still vaguely wary of Dumbledore. After all, he had so many unlucky things happening at the same time. Who knew if there was someone behind the scenes?

What if Dumbledore was causing trouble and wanted to create problems for himself and force him to step down, so he did this on purpose?

If someone really deliberately guided this series of events, then only Dumbledore had the qualifications and ability to manipulate it behind the scenes.

This has led to Fudge now being extremely distrustful of Dumbledore, fearing that this sinister old man might do something. (ps.)

Other senior officials of the Ministry of Magic also had their own concerns. Only the professors of Hogwarts and the principals of various magic schools were chatting normally, making the atmosphere less solemn.

Today's dinner was more sumptuous than usual and ended earlier.

When the scene on the enchanted ceiling changed from the blue sky to the dark purple twilight, Professor Dumbledore stood up from the professor's desk.

Everyone in the auditorium fell silent instantly, and all eyes turned to the front.

"Ladies and gentlemen. In five minutes, I will invite everyone to enjoy the final event of the Six-wizard Tournament."

Professor Dumbledore raised his hands as if to embrace the entire auditorium,

"Now the warriors, please follow Mr. Bagman to the competition venue and complete some preparations for the early stage of the competition."

Harry stood up and the students at Hogwarts clapped and cheered for her.

This time the Weasley twins didn't come up with any new tricks, and it was Sirius's turn to take the lead.

After all, there were so many senior officials from the Ministry of Magic here today, so Fred and George received the most severe warning from Professor McGonagall.

If the two dare to use their own prank products indiscriminately on such an occasion, don't blame Professor McGonagall for giving them a one-year confinement gift package that will last until they graduate.

Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall still missed something. She forgot that Sirius was here.

Sirius has no fear of the Ministry of Magic at all, he naturally comes as cheerful and lively as he likes.

He directly and generously bought out the Weasley twin brothers' salute stocks and threw them out one after another.

In an instant, the dark purple ceiling turned golden red.

Professor McGonagall sighed and closed her eyes neatly.

Why are all these naughty and mischievous students from Gryffindor? From Sirius and James back then to the Weasley twins now, what a headache!

She could only choose to be out of sight and out of mind.

Under the leadership of Ludo, the five warriors left the auditorium and came outside the maze in the Quidditch field.

"You guys should choose the entrance first." Ludo waved his magic wand, and a flat map flew over.

"This is a plan map of the edge of the first floor of the labyrinth building, and also shows where the stairs to the second floor are."

"Some entrances are closer to this staircase, and some are further away, and these differences can be seen intuitively on the map."

"This is also a small advantage for the Warriors who score more in the first two events, so please be careful when choosing."

Soon, the warriors chose their entrance, and students began to take their seats in the stands.

The air was filled with excitement, and the sounds of discussion and chaotic footsteps resounded throughout the arena.

The sky is still a clear dark blue, but stars are beginning to appear.

Professor McGonagall took the other deans, several Aurors and Hagrid into the Quidditch pitch and came to the warriors.

They wore uniforms and their hats were decorated with bright red stars. Except for Hagrid, whose star is on the back of his terry vest.

"In this competition, we will serve as safety officers, responsible for wandering and patrolling the maze."

Professor McGonagall said to the warriors,

"If you encounter any danger during the game, please shoot red sparks at the ceiling of the maze."

"At that time, the red stars on the safety officer's hat and clothes will call the police and guide us to carry out rescue."

"Ms. Pomfrey will also be waiting outside to provide you with rescue at any time..."

Professor McGonagall and Ludo emphasized safety issues and competition rules many times, as if they were afraid that Tsuchimikado Seimei's death would happen again.

Finally, after receiving the signal from the referee's bench, Ludo waved his hand and asked the warriors to go to the entrance of their choice and wait.

Ludo also came to the commentator's seat and recited "loud voice" into his throat.

"Professors, classmates, parents of warriors, and distinguished guests from the Ministry of Magic and other magic schools!"

"The last event of the first Six-wizard Tournament is about to begin!"

"After the exciting competition in the first two events, there has been a huge gap in the scores of the warriors."

"Now, please allow me to report the current total score."

"Harry Potter - 1536 points, first place, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!..."

Ludo reported scores one by one, and applause broke out again and again on the court.

The formulaic smile on Fudge's face finally seemed a little more real. After all, he suddenly discovered that Krum, who was in last place, only had a total score of 761 points, which was a full 775 points behind Harry!

Krum's total score is not even half of Harley's, and the other warriors are also far behind Harley.

From this point of view, Hogwarts is definitely in sight of winning the championship, and he can successfully enjoy part of the merit.

Harry didn't know Fudge thought so much. At this time, she was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and was staring at the maze in trance, not knowing what she was thinking.

After hearing the short whistle, Harley took the lead along her own entrance and entered the maze.

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(ps. Regarding Fudge’s thoughts in the plot, the author did not embarrass Fudge or forcefully modify the plot. This Fudge’s brain circuit is indeed like this. Although Dumbledore rejected the position of Minister of Magic so many times in the original book, But that didn’t stop him from always fantasizing about Dumbledore trying to steal his Minister of Magic, and he was always vaguely wary of Dumbledore.)

(Just think of Fudge as the Chamberlain who signed the Munich Agreement during a certain world war and led to the disappearance of the Sudetenland in Czechoslovakia. Fudge probably has this mentality. As long as there is peace during my term, then I He is a competent Minister of Magic. He is very good at deceiving others.)