Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 272, page 270: It's not that I'm targeting anyone in particular, but everyone here.

"What's going on? Mr. Potter is participating in the competition too?"

"What does he mean? Is he planning to compete with Mr. Dursley?"

"But why did Mr. Potter cast so many votes for himself? Did he feel insecure casting only one vote, so he cast multiple votes to ensure his selection?"

Is that so?

"So what's going on now? Is Mr. Potter the fourth warrior, or the fourth, fifth, sixth, and ninth warrior?"

The young wizards looked at each other, and after a brief silence, they quickly gathered in twos and threes to whisper among themselves. A buzzing sound began to fill the hall, like the hum of countless angry bees.

Compared to the discussions among the young wizards, Karkaroff and Maxim looked extremely grim. As for the reason? Need I say more? Durmstrang and Beauxbatons each only had one champion, but Hogwarts produced two at once. No one could be happy about that.

"I didn't put my name in," Harry retorted loudly, looking very upset.

He originally wanted to sign up, but he gave up the idea after learning that Brother D was also going to sign up.

He didn't even bother to submit his name, let alone write it down.

So the name definitely wasn't cast by me; someone impersonated me and voted!

"Harry, you go in first."

Dumbledore pointed to the room Dudley and his two companions had just entered, and said expressionlessly, his voice devoid of any emotion, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"This is a very boring prank, and I absolutely refuse to accept this result." Karkaroff was extremely agitated, his face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead, and his mouthful of yellow teeth showed no sign of closing. His voice was so loud that it made the entire hall buzz.

"This is absolutely absurd; it has never happened before in any of the previous Triwizard Tournaments."

Perhaps realizing he shouldn't have lost his temper in front of the students, Karkarov snorted loudly, flicked his sleeve, and stormed into the small room where the players were.

Then Ms. Maxim, Dumbledore, and several of his professors followed them inside.

The bewildered young wizards were left behind.

"Kakalov, these are the terms of the contract, and we must abide by them."

After entering the room, Dumbledore spoke, his expression remaining unchanged.

"Follow what rules? Follow the rule that your Hogwarts can have two champions? Are you kidding me, Dumbledore! What your Hogwarts is doing is practically against the rules." Karkaroff had calmed down, a cold smile on his face, his blue eyes as cold as ice: "I don't recall the host school being allowed to have two champions."

"I'd also like to know, Dumbledore," Maxim said coldly, his tone no longer friendly but full of hostility: "What on earth is Hogwarts up to?"

In their eyes, it was obvious that Hogwarts had cheated; otherwise, how could two champions have appeared at once?

Having two warriors would undoubtedly double Hogwarts' chances of winning.

"In fact, we did nothing," Dumbledore said to the two headmasters, with an expression that said, "Believe it or not, I believe it." Then he turned to Harry: "Let me confirm one more time, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire, Harry?"

"No," Harry said firmly.

"Did you ask an older classmate to help you put your name in?" Dumbledore then asked.

"No, I have no reason to do that." Harry said impatiently, then looked at Dudley: "D-bro, I swear I absolutely did not put my own name in."

Compared to others, he cared more about whether Dali believed in him.

He didn't want Dudley to misunderstand.

"Harry, I believe in you." Dudley patted Harry on the shoulder.

Harry was so moved by this almost unconditional trust that he nearly cried.

Dudley certainly knew it wasn't Harry who voted, but as for who it was...

His gaze inadvertently fell on Professor Moody, who had been standing silently in the corner since entering the room.

However, our Professor Moody must be quite perplexed right now. Although things were unfolding according to his script, the ending was unexpected. He only submitted one parchment with Harry Potter's name on it, so why are so many Harry names appearing now?

Is the Goblet of Fire malfunctioning?

"He's definitely lying!"

Mrs. Maxime pointed at Harry and shouted, glaring at him with her huge eyes as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

He had no reason to lie.

It wasn't Dumbledore who answered her, but Dudley.

He stepped forward and silently shielded Harry with his body, just like he had done in elementary school, completely ignoring the murderous glares from the two headmasters.

"Why?" Karkaroff's eyes blazed with fury, his mouthful of yellow teeth bared as he questioned Daddy, "What makes you say he's not lying?"

Although Mrs. Maxim did not speak, her questioning gaze was the same.

"Because I will definitely be the champion of the three-way battle."

Dudley said it casually, as if he were describing something perfectly normal.

His gaze swept over Viktor and Fleur.

"This was destined from the beginning; it was set when I chose to participate in this competition."

His tone was completely matter-of-fact.

Viktor looked on in astonishment, while Fleur glared at him angrily.

As one of the top students in my own school, I have never been looked down upon like this before.

"Arrogant, conceited, and disdainful of everyone! Completely ignorant of his own limitations!" Karkaroff laughed angrily. He already disliked Dudley, and hearing Dudley's words only intensified his disgust. "It's truly unbelievable that Hogwarts could produce such a student?"

"Kakalov, is there something you're unhappy with about my teaching methods?"

A sinister voice rang out, and Snape appeared beside Dudley without anyone noticing.

Snape was showing Karkaroff through his actions that this was his student and that he was under Karkaroff's protection.

Karkaroff stared at Snape with a grim expression, but surprisingly refrained from pressing him further.

Karkaroff and Snape were old acquaintances, having met when they both served under the same person.

Dudley knew Snape was helping him, and felt a slight warmth in his heart.

Aside from his sharp tongue and fierce protectiveness, Snape was alright. As for his teaching ability, if you can tolerate his "venom" and have a strong heart that won't be affected by his barrage of insults, you can actually learn a lot from his classes. The key is that he's truly there for his students when they're in danger.

This alone puts them far ahead of countless professors and teachers.

"You'll see later that I was just stating a fact."

(End of this chapter)