The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 392 Halloween Reserved Program

In the room next to the hall, portraits of wizards were hung on the walls on both sides, and a fire was burning in the fireplace.

When Ada walked into the room, Krum was leaning against the mantelpiece, his face gloomy. It seemed that Krum's face had always been this gloomy, perhaps because his fame at a young age brought too many troubles?

Ada felt that Krum could communicate more with Harry. Both of them became famous at a young age, both liked Quidditch, and both played as seekers. They should have a lot of common topics.

Fleur stood by the fire to keep warm. She seemed to dislike the coldness of Hogwarts and looked listless. Fleur Delacour turned her head and shook her long silver hair.

She said, "I know you, Esmeralda Drizzt, daughter of the Rosier family."

Krum was stunned for a moment and felt a little strange. Her last name was obviously Drizzt, so why was she the daughter of Rosier's family instead of Drizzt's?

"I know you, too, Miss Delacour." Ida did not refute. "My cousin whispered your name in my ear all summer."

From the first day she returned to the Rozier family, Ida was labeled with the Rozier mark. Whether Ida changed her last name or not, she was the daughter of the Rozier family, the daughter of Louis Rozier.

"Mr. Hector Rosier is a good man." Fleur Delacour said, "but we are not suitable, so I rejected him outright."

This nice guy card actually made Ada feel a little better about Furong. At least she knew that Furong was not playing with Hector's feelings and treating him as her licker or backup. Such a direct rejection was much better than those who dragged their feet.

"Thank you, I will persuade Hector and he will be obedient." Ada said.

At this time, the noise coming from outside was also heard clearly by the three people in the cabin, "He cheated", "He is only fourteen years old", "This is not fair", etc.

"What happened?" Krum looked at Ada. This was Hogwarts, and Ada was the owner here. Naturally, he had to ask the owner first if there was anything.

Ada walked back to the door, opened it a crack, and stuck her head out to look, just in time to see Hagrid sitting at the very edge.

"Hagrid, Hagrid," Ida called softly. Seeing Hagrid turning to her, she asked, "What's going on? Why is there such a mess all of a sudden?"

Hagrid's facial features were all twisted into a ball, and he said worriedly: "It's Harry, Harry's name also flew out of the Goblet of Fire."

Ada's eyes widened instantly. She was very unhappy now. She was not unhappy because Harry became the fourth warrior and stole her limelight, but because Ada had a bad premonition.

The superficial peace that he had emphasized since the beginning of the school year might not be able to be maintained. Harry becoming a warrior was very unfair to everyone, including the three warriors himself.

What is worrying is not the lack of money but the inequality. Injustice will give rise to many things, and the contradictions that have been suppressed may also erupt prematurely. Ada suddenly felt that she had made a bad move, and perhaps it would be better to let nature take its course.

Looking at the light in the hall, the flashing pumpkin lanterns, Ada finally remembered what day it was today, Halloween. Halloween at Hogwarts was a day for trouble, or maybe we didn't even need to use the word "approximately", we could just draw an equal sign.

Closing the door again, Ida returned to the small room. Krum and Fleur both looked at her. Ida said, "Something happened that was very unfair to you, but also somewhat fair. There will be a fourth champion in the Triwizard Tournament."

"That's a funny joke, Miss Drizzt." Fleur thought it was a joke.

"It's not a joke, and the fourth warrior has been chosen, Harry Potter." Ada walked back to the fireplace. She needed the warm flame. Things might not be that simple.

"This is unfair." Krum said in a deep voice, "This is against sports ethics."

"It's really unfair, and it's really unfair to both of your schools, because Hogwarts may have two champions." Ida stretched out her hands to warm the fire, "But Harry is only fourteen years old, which is a little comfort to you."

But in terms of age and grade, Krum and Fleur had an absolute advantage. Harry was only in the fourth grade and had not even taken the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. Ada was only in the sixth grade and had just finished the examination.

Although there is not a huge difference between fourteen and seventeen, as can be seen from the prohibition of underage wizards from casting spells outside of school, there is still a big gap between the two.

But Harry is not an ordinary person. He is Harry Pott, a person with a high degree of unexpectedness. Who knows what kind of performance he can bring? After all, Harry can receive the Avatar with his face when he is only one year old.

The door was opened at this time, and Harry walked in very awkwardly. Harry lowered his head, not knowing how to explain what had just happened, especially how to face Ada.

"Look up, Harry, it's not you who did anything wrong." Ada said by the fireplace, "I don't think you can cheat the age line and the Goblet of Fire by yourself."

Krum and Fleur also wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to start. This matter was really unfair to them, and they wanted to say something harsh, but they didn't know whether they should say it to Harry.

Busy footsteps sounded in the room, and Ludo Bagman walked into the room first. He grabbed Harry excitedly, as if he thought it was very interesting to have one more person participating in the Triwizard Tournament.

The others came in, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and Barty Crouch, as well as Karkaroff from Durmstrang and Madame Maxime from Beauxbatons.

Before the door closed, the buzz of discussion in the hall came in clearly. Fleur walked to Madam Maxime like a wronged child. The arrogant Madam Maxime was obviously also dissatisfied, and she loudly questioned Dumbledore and Barty Crouch.

Similarly, Karkaroff was also very dissatisfied. He pointed the finger directly at Hogwarts, believing that Hogwarts had cheated and that the organizer actually had two contestants.

Madam Maxime and Karkaroff kept on nagging about unfairness and the need for a new election. Snape couldn't tell right from wrong and put all the blame on Harry.

Dumbledore ignored them and asked Harry a few questions to confirm that Harry had not put his name into the Goblet of Fire in any way.

"He's lying!" Ms. Maxime said loudly. The tall headmistress slapped the chandelier away. It wasn't her own house anyway, so she didn't feel sorry at all.

"He can't possibly be older than that," said Professor McGonagall sharply. "I'm sure we all agree on that -"

"Dumbledore must have made a mistake with that line," said Madam Maxime, shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course, that is possible," Dumbledore said politely.

Ada suddenly walked to Professor McGonagall and said, "Excuse me, Ms. Maxime, why don't you let Professor Dumbledore draw another line and let the four of us try again. Let's draw it as 20 years old and see who among the four of us can walk in. What do you think?"

Draw a new age line. If the warriors of any school are older than the players, they will not be able to enter and that school will be embarrassed.

"You..." Ms. Maxime was speechless for a moment. She knew, of course, that there was nothing wrong with Dumbledore's age line. She was just taking advantage of the situation to see if she could gain some benefits for Fleur in the project.

Ada glared at Snape fiercely. No wonder Slytherins couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside. It turned out that the top beam was crooked and the bottom beam was crooked. Their dean was just such a bad person.

Professor McGonagall grabbed Ada and put her behind her, fearing that she would say something unpleasant. Professor McGonagall knew Ada too well. If she suddenly got sick and acted weird, who knows how hurtful her words would be!

"The professors are talking, why are you, a student, talking so much? Who do you think you are?" Karkaroff roared, "Is this how you teach your students at Hogwarts?"

Professor McGonagall increased her strength to prevent Ada from jumping out. Professor McGonagall said, "You don't need to know how Hogwarts teaches students. Don't worry, you will soon know who she is!"

Dumbledore looked at Barty and said, "It's up to you, Barty."

"We must abide by the charter. It clearly states that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must compete in the tournament," said Barty Crouch.

However, Madam Maxime and Karkaroff still refused to give in. They proposed to appeal to the International Confederation of Wizards and threatened to withdraw from the competition.

Professor McGonagall watched over Ada, who liked to argue with others, and did not allow her to interrupt. The situation seemed to be developing in a way that was unfavorable to Hogwarts. At this moment, there was a thumping sound of artificial legs stepping on the ground, and Moody came.

"Don't bluff here, Karkaroff!" Moody roared, limping towards the crowd, "Don't you understand what a magical contract is? Besides, this is in your favor, isn't it?"

"Beneficial?" Karkaroff said. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Moody." Karkaroff seemed a little afraid of Moody. His toughness was all pretended.

"Harry Potter is only fourteen," said Moody. "Obviously someone wants him to take part in the tournament."

"This way, Hogwarts will have two chances and a greater chance of winning!" said Ms. Maxime.

Moody suddenly laughed, a very contemptuous laugh, and said, "No way, no way, you don't think your students can't even compare to the fourteen-year-old Harry Potter?"

Ada also looked at Moody. His scarred face was full of sarcasm and ridicule. However, Ada felt something was strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

"It's really interesting that the people who should be complaining are not complaining, but you are all talking here!" Moody said gruffly, "You three are doing honor to the school and to yourselves. But Harry, it's obvious that someone wants him to die on the field!"

After he finished speaking, there was an extremely tense silence. After arguing for a long time, they were all trying to make profits for their own schools, but no one cared about Harry Potter. After all, he was not a student of their own school.

Even students from his own school may not show concern, such as Snape. Of course, it is also possible that Snape's acting skills are superb and others did not notice it.

Everyone in the room knew that Harry could not put his name into the Goblet of Fire, and that he was chosen as a warrior, full of conspiracy. But in the face of interests, they ignored this conspiracy.

Karkaroff wanted to refute and prove that this was just Moody's delusion; Ms. Maxime also hoped that Moody could provide evidence instead of just talking nonsense.

The three of them were arguing so loudly that no one else could get a word in.

"That's enough!" said Dumbledore. "If any of you have a better solution, I'm all ears. If not, just shut up and accept this result."

(End of this chapter)