The whole auditorium of students was discussing this matter, their warrior was missing.
In the morning, rumors spread that Albert Anderson was missing.
But if Albert was really missing, how did he sign up
Who signed him up
What is going on
Everyone was a little confused and had too many questions in their minds.
Not only them, even Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime couldn't figure out what was going on. The warrior of Hogwarts seemed... missing
What to do now
The two of them looked at the two officials from the Ministry of Magic. Crouch and Bagman also looked at each other, also not understanding what was going on.
Just as everyone was discussing in a low voice, the blue flame in the Goblet of Fire, which had originally subsided, suddenly turned red again, and a piece of burnt parchment was sprayed out of the Goblet of Fire.
As if subconsciously, Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand and grasped the parchment.
The buzzing sound in the hall gradually died down, and everyone looked at the parchment in Dumbledore's hand, full of confusion. What was going on? Could it be that because Albert did not show up, the Goblet of Fire would select a new champion
When they were all eager to know what was written on the note,
Staring at the note in his hand, Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time, finally cleared his throat and read out the name on the note loudly: "Harry Potter."
There was an eerie silence, no applause, and the air seemed to be frozen.
There were too many surprises in tonight's warrior selection. The Hogwarts warrior disappeared, and then the Goblet of Fire selected a new warrior for them. This was really ridiculous. When did Harry Potter become qualified to replace Albert as the Hogwarts warrior.
When everyone in the hall heard Dumbledore read out Harry's name, they subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Harry Potter's position.
At this moment, Harry Potter was also confused, his mind was blank, and he had no idea what was going on. He only saw the classmates around him staring at him with their mouths open.
"Harry Potter!" At that moment, countless thoughts appeared in Dumbledore's mind. He remembered that Albert once said that Harry would definitely become a warrior of Hogwarts. For this reason, he even paid special attention to him. However, such a thing still happened.
To make matters worse, Albert is missing.
This time's warrior selection was a complete mess, but things had to go on, at least we had to get this thing done first. He shouted again, "Harry, please go through that door."
Just as Harry stood up and prepared to walk towards the teacher's seat,
The door of the auditorium was suddenly opened.
All the students who were staring at Harry looked towards the entrance of the auditorium, and saw Albert, who was thought to be missing, push open the door and walk in.
this…
There were so many unexpected events today that no one could react. They all looked at Albert stupidly as he was about to sit down in the empty seat in Gryffindor.
"Where have you been today?" George asked in a low voice when he saw Albert preparing to sit down in the empty seat they had left.
"I'm in some trouble."
"A little trouble?" said Fred weakly.
When Dumbledore saw Albert appear, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and shouted, "Albert, please come here!"
"Go ahead, you're a Warrior," George urged.
"Warrior, me?" Albert showed a surprised expression and walked along the passage between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables.
As he walked to the teacher's seat, Professor McGonagall lowered her voice and asked, "Mr. Anderson, what are you doing?"
"Someone ambushed us last night while I was talking to Katrina and threw us into a secret room." Albert took out the excuse he and Katrina had prepared in advance.
Teacher McGonagall's eyes widened in surprise, as if she had heard something unbelievable. She said dryly, "Go to that door. The warriors are all waiting for further instructions over there."
Albert walked along the staff table, pushed open the door, and was about to walk in when he heard Dumbledore's voice: "Harry, come here too."
Albert walked into the small room, his eyes sweeping across the portraits of wizards hanging on both sides of the wall to the two people sitting around a blazing fire.
Krum was sitting on the sofa, deep in thought. Fleur Delacour heard the noise, turned her head and looked at Albert, without seeming to be too surprised.
"What an incredible evening." Albert found an empty seat and sat down.
"Incredible?" Furong was a little confused.
"You will know soon." As soon as Albert finished speaking, footsteps were heard and Harry Potter walked in.
"Harry, come over here and do it!"
"What's going on?" Fleur and Krum both looked up at Albert.
"He is the fourth warrior," Albert said in French and Bulgarian.
"Are you kidding?" Furong frowned.
Krum heard the familiar Bulgarian language, looked up at Albert with a little surprise, and asked in confusion: "The fourth warrior."
"Literally." Albert called to Harry. "Come sit over here Harry, ignore them, that group of people will probably be arguing for a while."
"I didn't put my name in." Harry said stupidly, sitting on the sofa next to Albert.
"I know." Albert said calmly: "Don't worry about it, you need to worry more about your own safety now."
"My safety issue." Harry was even more confused.
Just then, there was a quarrel outside, and the door behind them was pushed open again, and a large group of people rushed in.
"What on earth does this mean, Dumbledore?" Madame Maxime took the lead.
"I wonder that, too. I don't remember anyone telling me that a host school could have two warriors." Professor Karkaroff laughed briefly. "Didn't I read the rules carefully enough?"
"It's grossly unfair that Hogwarts can't have two champions," said Madam Maxime.
Harry looked uneasy watching others questioning Dumbledore, but he found that Albert beside him seemed too calm. He got a cup of steaming milk tea from somewhere and was eating a piece of cake slowly.
"Do you want some?" Albert said after taking a big sip of milk tea.
"No, I just ate," Harry said dryly.
"Let them quarrel. This is normal. The result is like that anyway. Nothing will change." Albert finished most of the cake and looked at the quarreling headmasters with interest. When he heard Snape throwing all the problems on Harry, Albert teased softly, "Snape and you have a deep conflict."
"He's disliked me ever since I started school," Harry whispered.
"There must be a reason. There is no hatred without reason in this world." Albert ignored Snape's murderous gaze and put a Refilling Charm into his cup.
Professor Briddle turned and looked Harry in the eye and asked calmly, "Did Harry put your name in the Goblet of Fire, or did you ask an older classmate to put your name in the Goblet of Fire for you?"
"No." Harry shook his head.
"He must be lying!" Madame Maxime exclaimed.
"I think it is only fair that each school should have two champions, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said in a smooth voice.
"Fair? Do you really think Hogwarts needs two warriors?" Professor Moody sneered.
"What's the meaning?"
"Someone wants to murder Harry. He knows that if he puts Potter's name in the Goblet of Fire, he only needs to cast a Confounding Charm and Potter will have to participate in the competition."
"Moody, how can you say such a thing!" Ludo Bagman looked very anxious.
"It is well known that Professor Moody suspects that someone is trying to murder him every day," Karkaroff said loudly. "He eats without fear that someone is putting poison in his food."
"Don't you understand what I mean?" Professor Moody said impatiently, "Ever since Albert Anderson participated in the Triwizard Tournament, you have no so-called fairness. For this reason, someone attacked him last night and tried to prevent him from participating in the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Are you kidding?" Karkaroff sneered.
"Albert has won so many international awards, do you really think he is still a student?" Professor Moody did not hide his sarcasm. "Don't be silly, Karkaroff, you know this very well. Since Hogwarts has Albert as a warrior, it is meaningless to let Potter participate in the Triwizard Tournament, unless someone wants to take this opportunity to murder him. Because for Potter, the difficulty of the Triwizard Tournament is too high, it is very likely to cost him his life."
Karkaroff's smile disappeared and his expression turned very ugly, because what Moody said was actually true.
If Albert Anderson participates in the competition, it will be difficult for other schools to win. The international award is not a school competition like the Triwizard Tournament, so you can imagine the level.
One more port really doesn't mean much.
"I think we should file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards." Karkaroff turned to Madame Maxime.
"Dumbledore, is there really no way to make Harry give up the competition, or to end it directly?" Professor McGonagall couldn't help asking. She felt that Moody was right. The Triwizard Tournament was too dangerous for Harry. It was not just the events of the Triwizard Tournament, but also the person who hid behind the scenes and secretly registered Potter, and the person who attacked Albert.
"I'm afraid not. Magical contracts cannot be broken," Dumbledore said to everyone in the room. "We have no choice but to accept it."
Most people in the room were very dissatisfied: Dumbledore had a blank expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking. Professor McGonagall looked very annoyed. Madame Maxime glared angrily. Karkaroff's face was livid, and Snape looked angry for some reason.
Well, Professor Moody was glaring at Karkaroff. Actually, he wanted to glare at Albert as well, but in order to prevent others from discovering his flaws, he could only glare at Karkaroff to avoid letting others discover that he was in a very wonderful mood.
However, Bagman was obviously an exception, and he was very excited about what happened at Hogwarts tonight.
"Okay, let's get on with it, shall we?" Bagman rubbed his hands together and looked at the people in the room with a smile, "Barty, you will be the one to guide our warriors."
"Very good, we are finally back to the point." Mr. Crouch looked tired and haggard, as if he had just been ill.
"The first event is to test the courage of the warriors. It will be held on November 24th." He said to Harry, Albert, Fleur and Viktor, "The warriors need to face the unknown alone with their wands, and complete the competition in front of other classmates and the judges. They are not allowed to ask for or accept any help from their teachers."
"As for the second project, the Warriors will have to wait until the first project is over to find out."
"Because the competition is very demanding and lasts for a long time, the champions will not have to take the annual exams and can concentrate on preparing for the competition." Mr. Crouch turned to Dumbledore and said, "I think that's all."
By the time Crouch had finished speaking, Madame Maxime had put her arm around Fleur's shoulders and was leading her quickly out of the room, Karkaroff said hello to Krum, and the two left without another word.
"Harry, Albert, I suggest you go back to bed." Dumbledore looked at them both with a smile.
"No, I have to go to the kitchen. I don't want to go to bed hungry!" Albert interrupted.
"I'll have the house-elf take it to your room." Professor McGonagall didn't want Albert running around at night.
"Remember to ask them to heat up the food, and also order a dessert and a drink." After Albert finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Professor Moody, and said gratefully, "I heard from Fred and the others that it was you who signed me up. Thank you, Professor. Otherwise, I would have missed this interesting game."
Professor Moody just stood there in a daze. He didn't expect Albert to thank him, and he didn't expect that he would be the one to put Albert's name into the Goblet of Fire
How come he doesn't know this
Moody's expression was stiff, and he couldn't help but tightly grasp the cane in his hand. To be honest, at this moment, he really wanted to use the cane to hit Albert, but he finally restrained himself.
After a long while, he said gruffly, "No, it wasn't me. It should have been your classmates who signed you up. They did that before."
"Anyway, thank you, Professor. I will try my best to win the championship trophy back for Hogwarts." Albert said sincerely.
"The most important thing for you is to protect yourself." Professor McGonagall glared at Professor Moody and said, "Especially you, Potter. If there is really no other way, it is not shameful to give up during the game."
"I think Professor McGonagall is right, Harry, you should protect yourself. This is obviously a conspiracy against you." Albert nodded.
Harry nodded dejectedly, but at least he was relieved that Albert did not think that he had used illegal means to get himself elected as a warrior.
Looking at the two people's backs as they left, Dumbledore comforted them, "Okay, Minerva, the situation is not as bad as you think."
"Don't you think there's an air of conspiracy about the entire Triwizard Tournament?" Professor McGonagall said sharply.
"We have no choice," Dumbledore said to his old friend. "Alastor, please help look after Harry."
"No problem," Moody deadpanned.