Chapter 307 Dispute in the Auditorium

The Scottish Highlands at the end of September.

Due to the geographical location, the sky was actually a little dim at six in the evening.

But no matter how dim the sky was, it could not stop the enthusiasm of the young wizards of Hogwarts.

It was not known whether it was intentional or unintentional, Krum was always arranged in the first row of the crowd, only half a body away from Karkaroff.

Amidst the waves of surprised cheers, Igor Karkaroff, the tall and thin headmaster of Durmstrang with a goatee, had half-closed his eyes and became a little arrogant.

"Hogwarts! It's really nice here... I really regret not coming earlier." Karkaroff spoke with a long tone.

"It's not too late now! Hogwarts welcomes you! Please follow me to the hall now, Madam Maxime is waiting for us."

Dumbledore still smiled and said, ignoring the change in Karkaroff's expression, just like a phoenix unwilling to look down on a crup.

The conversation between the two headmasters was hard to reach the ears of the young wizard, but Karkaroff's arrogant expression was clearly visible to everyone.

Draco was a little fed up with it. After turning his eyes and thinking for a while, he reached into his pocket. When he took it out again, a palm-sized flying disc quietly appeared.

But before he could make any other moves, he found that his palm was firmly held.

"You are crazy! It's us who are really embarrassed to make him embarrassed here!"

Ino was a little helpless. After a few minutes of getting along, although he didn't like Karkaroff's arrogance, he had basic rationality.

If Karkaroff was embarrassed here, it was obvious that Hogwarts had no way of entertaining guests. Whether the other party was embarrassed or not was another matter, Hogwarts would definitely embarrass him to the whole of Europe.

"I'm not crazy, take advantage of the dark sky! Before he enters the castle, stay away from the crowd and no one will suspect that we did it."

Draco said with certainty.

In fact, this was indeed a good opportunity, but Draco ignored another person, Dumbledore, who was in parallel with Karkaroff.

Although the effect of this flying disc was not clear, this kind of thing with traces was essentially evidence. Even if Dumbledore didn't care, the tangible object appeared, and Hogwarts had to take the blame.

Thinking of this, Ino took the flying disc in Draco's hand and put it in his pocket, then looked around... to be more precise, he looked at the Gryffindor team.

After a moment's delay, he finally confirmed that the only daring person present was Draco.

In fact, this was normal. After Marcus graduated, there were still many young wizards from the Holy Twenty-Eight Families in the entire Slytherin, but they were either collateral branches or their families were declining.

The only one who was really confident and dared to make trouble, after counting the entire castle, was probably Draco Malfoy.

Of course, Harry Potter also had this qualification, but Harry's eyes would occasionally glance at Ravenclaw, and no one knew what he was looking at.

...

In the night.

Draco didn't feel any entanglement after feeling that his Frisbee was confiscated, because it was all a spur of the moment thing.

Just when he was bored, a familiar voice came to his ears:

"Draco, have you ever thought about being a warrior? Win the Goblet of Fire."

For a moment, Ino wanted to participate himself, but when he thought of the whole year of competition, plus all kinds of complicated trivialities, he gave up the idea.

Not everything needs to be in the limelight, and the plate of the Triwizard Tournament is not big.

"Be a warrior?" Draco accurately grasped the core meaning. If he asked someone else, he would naturally refuse it outright. There was no other reason, but it was mainly dangerous.

But when he heard Ino's question, Draco fell into thinking.

"Don't rush to answer, we can go back to the dormitory to talk about this at night." Ino reached out and patted Draco on the shoulder. He was just thinking about the whole thing.

Perhaps, being a fourth place is more embarrassing than being the third place.

Original story: Barty can use the Confusion Charm to tamper with the Goblet of Fire, and he can also let Draco join in by copying the spell, which also satisfies Slytherin's sense of honor.

As he spoke, Ino also slowly walked into the castle.

But it was obvious that the dinner was not today.

Because no one had received a notice from the professor or the prefect, if there was no notice, it would be a free activity.

...

Outside the auditorium.

Ino glanced at the scene in the middle, frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked at the corridor leading to the underground.

"Do you want to go back to the dormitory? I will bring you food at the party!" Draco noticed this subtle change.

"You don't need to bring food! I have flower cakes." Ino rejected his roommate's kindness, and then turned and walked to the other side.

As Ino left, Draco also tidied his clothes a little, walked into the auditorium with the steps of the "master", and walked slightly ostentatiously.

However.

As soon as he entered the auditorium, Draco saw that there were people who were more ostentatious than him.

Although it was the Slytherin table, Ron looked like he was back at the Burrow, and he looked very confident.

"Just ten points!" Ron emphasized again in the crowd.

"Besides, this can't be blamed on Krom, he has done a good job! There is a saying, it's not the fault of the game, it's not the fault of the players! It must be the fault of the coach!"

As he spoke, Ron looked at Krum from time to time, and after finding that the latter smiled in return, he became more enthusiastic in his speech.

"Don't worry about the coach or the players! You are the one who is wrong now!" Draco pushed through the crowd and walked to Ron.

"If I remember correctly, this is Slytherin's territory! As for you! A poor... well, a poor follower of Scarhead."

Halfway through his words, Draco seemed to have thought of something, and changed the subject, changing the words behind it.

It seemed that Draco had some hidden talent. In the past, he could always provoke a group of Weasleys whenever he opened his mouth.

Although it has changed now, he still has to provoke plural people when he opens his mouth.

Just one sentence, Harry was a little angry. He didn't care about the nickname of Scarhead, but the title of "follower".

As he grew older, Harry also understood a lot of things. The word "follower" not only mocked Ron, but also destroyed the friendship between him and Ron, especially in this scene today.

Therefore, before Ron could react, Harry spoke first:

"Poor? Ron is richer than you can imagine! Wisdom, talent, courage, loyalty, and his family."

Harry's sudden outburst not only stunned Draco, but even Ron did not expect that he would be so outstanding, and he was a little flattered for a while.

What the boys did not notice was that when Harry exploded, Ginny's eyes lit up with countless little stars.

"Excellent? Beyond imagination?" After a short daze, Draco instantly recovered his state, and then said slowly:

"In this case, then this outstanding red-haired follower, of course, Mr. Scarhead, dare you make a bet with me!"

Draco's reaction made Harry feel a hint of conspiracy, and before he could think carefully, Ron's voice came from his side:

"What do you want to bet! I'll accompany you to the end."