A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 624 The Shameless Karkaroff

Chapter 624 The Shameless Karkaroff (Thanks to the generous donation of 10,000 coins from the user "Slope Voldemort".)

"Granger should be disqualified!"

On the referee's stand, Karkarov appeared extremely agitated, spitting as he spoke, his mouth twisted in a grotesque manner.

His mouth was filled with a row of yellow teeth, emitting a stench so strong it could kill... Dumbledore, though his expression remained unchanged and he maintained his elegance, held his breath.

It's better to suffocate than to be suffocated by the fumes.

Mrs. Maxim was far less polite; she directly covered her nose with a handkerchief and said in a disgusted tone:

"Hey... Principal Karkarov, could you please brush your teeth?"

She resisted the urge to smash Karkarov to death with her iron fist.

"If you don't have it, I can lend you the money to buy it!"

Goodness... she's certainly broadened her horizons by coming to Hogwarts.

Not to mention Karkaroff's yellow teeth, his bad breath is getting worse every day. Are you holding something in your mouth?

And Snape... greasy hair, large flakes of dandruff... he'd be better off bald, at least that would be cleaner.

She never imagined that... two ordinary magic schools could simultaneously cultivate two "Sleeping Dragons" and "Young Phoenixes".

And these two were both Death Eaters before... This makes Maxim question the Dark Lord's taste.

At the very least, the quality of the recruited team is subpar!

"Stop rambling, this has nothing to do with what we're discussing right now!" Karkarov said grimly.

"I believe... Granger's champion status must be revoked!"

"What's the reason?" Dumbledore crossed his arms, seemingly in the same manner as usual, but secretly covered his nose.

He asked in a low voice, "Did Miss Granger break the rules somewhere?"

"That sword... it's a sword forged by fairies. According to the rules, everyone can only use wands," Karkaroff said indignantly.

"It shouldn't be on the field!"

"That sword certainly didn't appear on the field," Dumbledore explained patiently.

"If you look closely, you'll see that Miss Granger used a summoning spell. The sword was summoned from afar."

He turned to Crouch and asked in a low voice:

"There's no rule against using Summoning Charms to summon items, is there, Barty?"

"No, the charter doesn't prohibit the Summoning Charm," Crouch's curt voice replied.

"As long as you don't bring any other items with you during the competition, it's fine."

Dumbledore nodded and smiled, "You see, Hermione isn't breaking the rules this way."

"But..." Karkaroff was momentarily speechless.

"I have a small question," Ludo suddenly interjected. "Granger is a minor wizard, and she just used Apparition. Is that considered a violation?"

"Yes! That's right!" Karkarov quickly replied.

Phantom Manifestation isn't something you can use casually.

This magic is dangerous and can easily cause the spell to split. For safety reasons, wizards need to take a test from the Department of Magical Transportation first.

A phantom display can only be performed with a permit; otherwise, it is an illegal act.

But then another problem arises: this test is only open to adult wizards. Hermione is undoubtedly a minor.

Karkarov wore a victorious smile.

Dumbledore seemed to have already prepared his words, and chuckled lightly:

"Actually, I need to explain something about this."

"Under certain circumstances, underage wizards may obtain permission to apparite."

For example, during the Wizarding Wars, the Ministry of Magic allowed underage wizards to study.

During the Wizarding Wars, Death Eaters were everywhere, and for safety reasons, the Ministry of Magic made a special exception for young wizards to learn Apparition.

Because that would make the students much safer.

"But this isn't the time of the Wizarding Wars," Karkaroff retorted loudly. "England isn't in a special period either."

"Yes, England is not," Dumbledore said slowly. "But the bad thing is, Venice is in a special period."

As we all know, a disaster struck Italy during the summer holidays, destroying Venice.

"Hermione, in Venice, would be in serious trouble if she couldn't Apparate. There would be no way she could even attempt a rescue."

Dumbledore's tone softened further, and he smiled:

"With the consent of the Italian Ministry of Magic, she obtained an Apparition permit."

"But that's Italy, not England..."

"Can't you apparite in England?" Mrs. Maxim suddenly asked.

Karkaroff shut up.

He could certainly manifest in Britain. And the permit he obtained was not British.

Similarly, many of the students at Beauxbatons come from other countries.

These foreign students are learning Apparition in Beauxbatons, which is also part of the examination organized by the French Ministry of Magic.

In other words... as long as you obtain a license from a Ministry of Magic, it applies in any country.

This was stipulated by the International Federation of Wizards.

Otherwise, wizards from other countries would have to retake the apparition test to obtain a license to appear in another country... that would be too much trouble.

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"If you don't believe me, you can write to the Italian Ministry of Magic and ask them."

Karkaroff shut up completely.

Who doesn't know that the Italian Ministry of Magic is in cahoots with the Starks and Granger?

Minister He Wen would even give false testimony just to curry favor with them!

What's the point of giving out a license now!

"Now that there's no more controversy, we must begin assigning scores," Mrs. Maxim said. "The students are getting impatient."

Li, as expected of a seasoned commentator, still tried his best to salvage the situation even when the referees were arguing and there was a clear performance mishap.

Of course, this way of saving the day didn't make Professor McGonagall look too happy.

"A real clearance sale, a real clearance sale. You don't need to ask the price, you don't need to haggle, and you don't need to be afraid of being ripped off!"

Everything is 10 oz! Buy anything for 10 oz! Pick whatever you like!

"Ten Xi Ke, you won't lose out, you won't be cheated, it's truly worth the money, everything is cheap, nothing is expensive..."

"Li, how much money did you take from William? How much Gryffindor money?!" Professor McGonagall said sternly. "And you're still cheating? Gryffindor deductions..."

McGonagall's voice was drowned out by Lee's desperate shouting, and in the end, no one heard her and they lost a few points.

"Alright, happy times always pass too quickly," Li said excitedly. "It seems the judges have already discussed the scoring criteria."

Granger has four dragon eggs, I'm guessing the score will be at least 90...

Mrs. Maxim raised her wand into the air.

A long, silver ribbon-like thing shot out from the wand, twisting and forming a large number [96].

Next up was Crouch. He spat out the number "98" into the air.

The audience cheered.

Dumbledore raised his wand and awarded 99 points. The cheers from the audience grew even louder.

Ludo hesitated for a long time before giving it an 80.

"Eighty points? I didn't misread it, did I?" Li questioned. "Granger has four golden eggs and almost killed a fire dragon."

At least 90 points or higher.

"Is Mr. Bagman sure he's not under a Death Curse? Or has he lost his mind?"

"Li, explain properly... Gryffindor dunk..."

McGonagall's deductions were conveniently drowned out by Lee's voice.

William squinted. Professor McGonagall's voice was always drowned out whenever she was about to deduct points.

If it's just a coincidence once, that's one thing, but is it a coincidence every time?

Clearly, Professor McGonagall's rhetoric was all bark and no bite.

He then looked at Ludo Bagman. Ludo's low score was understandable; he had beaten Ron to the championship.

If Hermione is given too high a score, Ron has no chance of winning.

He didn't want to offend William, so he gave a compromise score—acceptable but not too low.

"Let's see Principal Karkarov..." Lee shouted.

Karkaroff raised his wand. He paused for a moment, then a number shot out from his wand—[50].

"What? Fifty?" Li roared angrily. "Only fifty? That's four golden eggs! You annoying, biased bastard!"

"If you hadn't persisted to the end and had to give a base score of fifty, I suspect you would have given zero points," Li questioned.

"You have absolutely no manners, you yellow-toothed monster! No wonder Durmstrang can't win the championship!" Lee cursed loudly.

Professor McGonagall didn't have time to scold Lee; she was waving her fist in protest.

William's reaction was rather calm. Fortunately, he had prevented this behavior beforehand and proposed changing the rules.

This will remove the lowest score and the highest score.

Therefore, Hermione's final score was 274 points.

Fleur only had two golden eggs, so her score was much lower than Hermione's.

Apart from Mrs. Maxim giving a score of 95, everyone else scored between 70 and 80.

Of course, Karkarov scored 50 points as always.

Furong's final score was 232 points.

Karkaroff was even more shameless than anyone thought; he gave the lowest marks to the Warriors from other schools.

Even though the team from my own school was eliminated, I still gave them the highest score of 49.

But that didn't work.

His scores will all be eliminated.

As for Captain Chimpanzee... everyone unanimously gave him zero points.

Professor Snape's face was as black as a lump of coal.

"Let's see the next group," Li shouted. "The three-headed fire dragon has been brought up."

This time, we have spotted the Peruvian Viperosaurus. The Peruvian Viperosaurus has smooth, brass-colored scales. It has a black ridge along its back and horns on its head.

The Peruvian Viperosaurus was not large, measuring only a little over four meters. It was the smallest of all known fire-breathing dragons.

However, it is the fastest flying dragon, and its teeth are highly venomous!

Moreover, they have exceptionally high IQs and are adept at teamwork.

"Let's welcome the heroes..." Lee roared, "Hogwarts students...which two unlucky ones will be...cough cough, where are the heroes?"

The exit has been opened.

Ron and Malfoy walked out hand in hand, embracing each other.

No, they weren't hugging...

Instead, they were tearing each other apart!

"Let go of me, Malfoy!" Ron roared. "Don't grab my hair if you dare!"

"Let go of me first, and stop picking my nose!" Malfoy's face was contorted.

Li Dasheng explained:

"Warriors hold hands on the road; whoever lets go first is a dog!"