Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 325, Section 323: Dursley (Potter) is the champion!

She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Fleur felt her nose was about to lose its identity, Harry suddenly became excited.

"They're here!"

A figure appeared from another part of the maze.

It was Dudley who returned through "Apparition".

"Harry, I'm back," Dudley said.

"Welcome back, D," Harry replied.

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled.

"D-bro, this is yours." Harry walked up to Dudley and handed him the trophy he was holding.

Dudley shook his head and pushed the trophy back: "You were the first to find this trophy, so the glory of first place should belong to you."

"Brother D, if you hadn't gone to handle that matter, you should have been in first place."

Harry looked at Dudley seriously and said.

The reason he waited so long was because he believed that first place belonged to Dali, and he was just holding it in trust.

The glory of being number one? He didn't need it. He just wanted to follow Dudley, just like when he was in St. George's Elementary School, always following behind Dudley.

Seeing the determination in Harry's eyes, Dudley could only say, "Let's go out together."

This time Harry didn't refuse, and nodded vigorously with a smile.

The two brothers walked out of the maze together, holding the trophy.

The audience erupted in cheers the moment they saw the two.

Today, the winner of the three-way battle for supremacy, which has been held for two centuries, has finally been decided.

"A tie for first place should count as winning the game, right?"

Listening to the enthusiastic cheers all around, Dali thought.

"In the end, we still couldn't beat them." Viktor, still inside the maze, said with deep emotion as he listened to the cheers outside.

Just as he was about to leave, Furong's voice came.

"Help"

Hearing Fleur's pitiful tone, Viktor broke the spell on her.

Viktor, displaying true gentlemanly manners, helped Fleur out of the maze.

"I hereby declare the winners of the Triwizard Tournament—Dali Dessley and Harry Potter!"

Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the arena, and everyone applauded, offering their sincerest blessings. Even Karkaroff, who had previously disliked Dudley, was smiling. Only one person looked extremely grim—Bagman, sitting almost slumped in the referee's box.

He was overjoyed when Dudley appeared, but his face turned pale the moment he saw him and Harry holding the trophy together.

His brain then went blank, and he was in a daze. After hearing Dumbledore's announcement, he became fully awake, followed by endless panic.

It's not that he's some kind of Voldemort spy or anything like that.

The betting scheme he set up collapsed.

In Bagman's original betting scheme, if Dudley won, he would at most break even; if Harry won, he would make a small fortune; and if someone else won, he would make a killing.

No matter which side wins, he remains in a break-even position; only a fool wouldn't continue.

However, what he hadn't anticipated was that there would be two champions this time, which meant that he would have to pay out whether he bet on Harry or Dudley to win, and these two options accounted for almost 90% of the total.

Based on the amount of money in this bet, even if he put all the money he won in the previous two bets into it, it wouldn't be enough; he would need to at least double it.

Where did he get so many Galleons? Even as a director, he only earns a few dollars a month. How could he possibly afford to pay that?

Bagman slumped in his chair, his mind blank.

Even if he opposes the double championship, it won't make a difference. Dumbledore, Lucius, and Karkaroff all agreed. Even if he could get Ms. Maxim's vote, it wouldn't be enough. The decision would still be 3 to 2. Besides, he couldn't get her vote either, since Ms. Maxim also agreed to the double championship idea.

Dudley had warned Bagman not to be too greedy, but unfortunately he didn't listen.

It's too late now.

"What to do? What to do?" A sudden inspiration flashed through Bagman's mind, and he immediately had an idea.

It's impossible to lose money, since even the profits wouldn't be enough anyway. So, not only will I not lose, but I won't even lose my original principal—those shiny Galleons are just too tempting.

"Find a way to get that potion from Dursley and then hide."

"A wolf's ears, an eagle's eyes, and a leopard's speed are practically a godsend for escaping debts. If only a dog's sense of smell could replace a bear's strength."

Bagman had already made up his mind.

As for the position of Director of Sports and Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic, nothing beats Galleon.

"As expected of Mr. Potter, he managed to come back and win under those circumstances."

"I'm not surprised at all that they'll be the champions; I knew that back in school."

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The young wizards who watched the competition spread the results throughout the school. After all, they had used their imaginations to create a very convincing story about the competition, making it seem as if they had witnessed it firsthand. That night, almost all the young wizards were discussing the event, and many of them were so excited that they couldn't sleep, as if they were the real winners.

The champion is Mr. Dursley (Teppey)!

The victorious warriors belong to Hogwarts; Hogwarts has won the Triwizard Tournament.

Everyone is celebrating

In particular, Cedric of Hufflepuff, the sixth-year wizard known as a model student at Hogwarts and one of the earliest members outside of the discipline group, led the Hufflepuff "badgers" to "raid" the Hogwarts kitchen and secretly held a midnight party inside the castle.

Everyone was happy that night, everyone went crazy that night.

According to a rumor, Cedric confessed his feelings to Cho Chang of Ravenclaw that night, and she accepted.

Dudley and Harry, who are the main characters today, came out of the Hogwarts Headmaster's office very late.

"Harry, come with me."

Not long after they came out, Dudley looked back to make sure no one was following them before leading Harry onward.

They soon arrived near the Forbidden Forest through a secret passage from Hogwarts.

"Let's do it here."

Dudley glanced at Hogwarts Castle in the distance, then turned to Harry and said mysteriously, "I brought you a gift. You should like it... oh, maybe not."

"It's time to keep your promise, Harry."

"I promised you."

As he spoke, Dali flicked his sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, a figure rolled out from inside.

The figure rapidly grew larger until it reached the size of an adult.

The moment Harry saw that face, his pupils contracted sharply, his green eyes filled with rage, and he gritted his teeth as he called out the other person's name.

"Peter Pettigrew!"

(End of this chapter)