Chapter 177

Professor Dumbledore was looking down at Harry now, and Harry was looking at him, trying to read the look behind the half-moon lens.

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

"No," said Harry. He was well aware that everyone was watching him closely. Snape made a sound of disbelief impatiently in the shadows.

"Have you asked an older classmate to help you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Professor Dumbledore ignored Snape and continued to ask, "I remember Mr. Ye mentioned this method."

"No." Harry said excitedly. At this time, he suddenly began to envy Hermione, because he was also under seventeen. Faced with doubts, Ye Ting's words made everyone recognize Hermione, and he But had to face this question.

He regretted not having a good relationship with the boy before - he had to admit that some kind of envy and jealousy had cost him a fairly reliable friend.

Of course, if Ye Ting knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh at Harry's whims.

"Ah, he must be lying!" exclaimed Madame Maxime. Snape shook his head and pursed his lips.

"He couldn't have crossed that age line," Professor McGonagall snapped. "He doesn't have that kind of strength, and I'm sure we all agree on that—"

"Dumbledore's line must be wrong," Madame Maxime said, shrugging her shoulders.

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

"Dumbledore, you know you're not mistaken!" said Professor McGonagall indignantly. "How absurd it is! Harry himself could not have crossed that line, and as Professor Dumbledore believed. , Harry didn't persuade the seniors to do it for him, and I think others should believe that too!"

She gave Professor Snape an angry look.

"Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman... and Mr. Ye." Karkaroff said slickly, obviously reluctant when he said the last name, "The three of you are our - um - An objective judge. You must also think this is extremely inappropriate, don't you?"

Bagman wiped his round baby face with a handkerchief and turned his eyes to Mr. Crouch. Mr. Crouch stood outside the aperture of the fire, his face half hidden in shadow. He looked a little weird, and that half of the shadow made him look much older, almost like a skeleton. But when he spoke, his voice was as stiff as ever.

"We must abide by the charter, which clearly states that anyone whose name is sprayed out of the Goblet of Fire must compete in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Hey, Barty memorized the regulations by heart." Bagman looked at Ye Ting again.

"I'm not familiar with the regulations, so I don't have any opinion." Ye Ting said lightly.

"That is two votes in favor and one abstention." Bagman said, with a smile on his face, looking at Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim, as if the matter had been settled satisfactorily.

"I insisted that my other students re-enroll," Karkaroff said. His voice was no longer smooth, the smile was gone, the expression on his face was horribly ugly, "You must put the Goblet of Fire back, and we're going to keep adding names to it until each school has two warriors. Only fair, Dumbledore."

"But Karkaroff, I'm afraid it won't work," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire has just gone out—it won't come back on until the next Tournament—"

"—During the next tournament, Durmstrang will never participate!" Karkaroff was furious, "We held so many meetings, and after so many negotiations and negotiations, I didn't expect such a thing to happen again. I just want to leave now!"

Madame Maxime also looked approving, and in this respect she was on Karkaroff's side.

Although the referee expressed unanimous approval for the participation of the fourth warrior, if two of the three participating academies disagreed, then the game would not go on.

Now, the discussion has stalled.

Chapter 0246 Magic Detection

"Blushing threats, Karkaroff!" growled a voice from the door. "You can't leave your warrior now. He has to play. They all have to play. As Dumbledore said, it's by It's bound by a magical contract. It's in your favor, isn't it?"

Moody had just entered the room. He limped toward the fire, and every time his right foot landed, there was a loud bang, bang, bang.

"Favourable?" Karkaroff said. "I'm afraid I don't understand you, Moody."

He tried to sound contemptuous in his tone, as if he was dismissive of Moody's words at all, but his hands betrayed his heart, and they involuntarily clenched into fists.

"Really?" said Moody softly. "It's simple, Karkaroff. Someone put Potter's name in that goblet, and he knew that if the name was sprayed, Potter had to play. ."

"Obviously, that man wants to give Hogwarts two chances!" said Lady Maxime.

"I agree with you, Madame Maxime," said Karkaroff, bowing to her, "I will file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards—"

"If anyone has reason to complain, it's Potter," said Moody gruffly, "but .

After he finished speaking, he was extremely nervous.

silence. Ludo Bagman looked very anxious, his body moved up and down uneasily, and said in his mouth, "Moody, you old fellow...how do you say such a thing!"

"We all know that Professor Moody would think the morning was a waste if he didn't find six men trying to murder him before lunch," Karkaroff exclaimed, "apparently he's teaching his students to be suspicious, old-timers, too. Thought someone was trying to kill you. That's a rare quality for a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Dumbledore. But you have your own considerations, no doubt."

"What, I'm creating something out of nothing?" Moody roared. "I have a feeling, eh? Whoever put this boy's name into the goblet must be a highly skilled wizard..."

"Oh, what evidence do you have for this?" asked Madame Maxime, raising her large hands.

"Because they deceived a very powerful magic object!" Moody said. "To blind the goblet and make him forget that there are only three schools participating in the tournament requires a particularly powerful Confusion Charm..."

"You seem to have thought a lot about this, Moody," said Karkaroff coldly, "it's a very new theory--but, of course, I hear you've been thinking about it lately. On a whim, you got a birthday present that contained a pretentious basilisk egg, and smashed it to pieces, only to find out that it was a travel alarm clock. So if You can understand that we don't take your words seriously..."

"There are people who use innocent activities for their own purposes," Moody countered threateningly. "My job is to think like a dark wizard, Karkaroff—you shouldn't. forget……"

"Alastor!" Dumbledore warned.

Moody was silent, but still looked at Karkaroff with remorse--Karkaroff's face was as red as fire.

"Actually, someone can prove this," Dumbledore said to everyone looking at Ye Ting, following his gaze, everyone turned to Ye Ting, "In fact, in this regard, Mr. He is an expert. Although I have already mentioned it, I have to say that he has surpassed all of us in the study of magic spells and ancient runes. Therefore, Mr. Ye, as a referee, you can help to check Why does the Goblet of Fire spit out a fourth name?"

"It's my responsibility," Ye Ting nodded, came to the Goblet of Fire, pointed his wand at the Goblet of Fire, closed his eyes, and muttered something.

Everyone was looking at him expectantly, and Harry was expecting the most. He hoped that Ye Ting could figure out what happened, so as to redress him.

After about a minute, Ye Ting opened his eyes. He put away his wand and nodded to everyone.

At this moment, Moody was obviously a little uneasy.

"It is indeed the effect of the Confusion Curse," Ye Ting looked around and gave Moody a deep look, which made him shudder - at that moment, he even tightened his muscles and was ready to escape at any time. He felt that he was being The other party saw through.

However, Ye Ting's words later made him relieved.

"Although I don't know who did it," Ye Ting looked away and continued, "but this is indeed a powerful confusion spell. This spell replaced the original spell on the Goblet of Fire, turning the three academies into four A college, and Potter is the only candidate for the fourth college, which ensures that his name will be selected, in fact, this choice is correct, although the people who put his name on his behalf are strong enough, but obviously not enough to make Miss Granger lose."

His words made Harry Potter and Moody feel relieved. Of course, at the same time, Ye Ting's danger in Moody's mind increased again, because he really couldn't understand why this person could escape from the flames. With so many clues found in the cup, his hand is unheard of in the entire wizarding world. If such an ability is mastered by Aurors, then the dark wizard will have no way to survive.

"Ah, thank you for your analysis, Mr. Ye," Dumbledore cast an admiring look at Ye Ting, "I have to say it again, your skill is really amazing. In the spell just now, I only heard it Including the pre-flashback spell, the reappearance spell, and the magic detection spell, I don't understand the rest at all, what the hell are you..."

"Albus!" shouted Professor McGonagall again. "This is not the time to discuss this."

"Well, let's get down to business," Dumbledore said to everyone gathered in the room, "who caused this situation, we don't know, but it seems to me that we have no choice but to accept it. Hermione and Harry was both selected to play. So, they had to..."

"Ah, but Dumbledore—"

"My dear Madame Maxime, don't you believe Mr. Ye's analysis?"

Dumbledore waited, but Mrs. Maxime couldn't speak anymore. Of course, she couldn't believe Ye Ting's analysis, so she just stared angrily. And she wasn't the only one showing dissatisfaction. Snape looked annoyed too; Karkaroff was ashen.

But they were all just daring to speak out.

Obviously, although some people were reluctant, everyone accepted the setting of the four warriors.

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