Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 375 Nobiridge University!

Shortly after, the four referees reappeared on the judges' platform, and the three warriors who had just completed the last event stood behind their respective principals. Karkarov cleared his throat, then cast a loud voice spell on himself and announced:

"So, based on the observations and evaluations of the judging panel, we now announce the scores of the three warriors in the third event. One point is awarded for each dark wizard defeated."

"Durmstrong, Mr. Viktor Krum, two points; Beauxbatons, Miss Fleur Delacour, six points; Hogwarts, Mr. Ken..."

Karkarov exchanged glances with the other referees, swallowed hard, and then announced with some difficulty, "Forty-one points."

"..."

The score didn't cause any controversy—on the contrary, most people were still surprised that Krum and Fleur had actually gotten points, and their close friends were even cheering for them. After all, after this incident, everyone could see that the freakish champion from Hogwarts was simply not on the same level as the other two…

From the start of the battle to Avada taking over the shield and driving away Fleur and Krum, it actually took less than ten seconds. It's quite remarkable that he managed to get several kills in such a short time, even though the dark wizards didn't realize what was happening at first.

The reason Fleur scored significantly higher than Krum was due to Fleur's innate talent—she successfully activated the Veela bloodline in less than ten seconds, unleashing the first wave of firepower and eliminating several dark wizards who hadn't yet cast their Ironclad Spells. In contrast, Krum, who could only rely on point-to-point attacks with dark magic, was at a considerable disadvantage…

Of course, their achievements are nothing to compare with Avada's more than forty kills.

"Therefore, I declare the Triwizard Tournament a complete success. Finally, considering the total scores of the three warriors across the three events..."

Karkaroff pulled a familiar large box from under his table: "Next, the Triwizard Tournament's symbol, the Goblet of Fire, will announce the champion of this tournament!"

As he spoke, he opened the box with his wand in front of everyone and took out a large, roughly carved wooden goblet of fire, which was now filled with dancing blue and white flames.

"Please, three brave warriors, step forward and touch the Goblet of Fire with your wands. This symbolizes the official end of your magical contract with it, and it will then utter the name of the victorious school..."

As he spoke, Karkaroff glanced at Dumbledore silently—in truth, the winner was no longer in doubt, but this grand celebration of the opponent on his home turf made the headmaster feel quite uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Avada, Fleur, and Krum also approached the Goblet of Fire, wands in hand, and raised them towards it. However, Avada vaguely noticed that, for some reason, Fleur and Krum had deliberately positioned themselves in the center when approaching the Goblet of Fire, and now their wand-raising movements were a half-step slower than hers…

"Whatever."

Avada, somewhat exasperated, touched the Goblet of Fire first: "I thought we were teammates, sharing hardships together, since our real enemies aren't each other... Maybe my displayed strength scared them."

After Avada Krum put down her wand, Krum and Fleur raised their wands and touched the rim of the Goblet of Fire with their tips. Suddenly, the blue flames that had been leaping within the goblet turned crimson, a scene exactly like the moment six months earlier when the names of heroes were about to emerge from the Goblet of Fire.

"The three of you, step back."

Dumbledore beckoned to the warriors, signaling them to step back behind the referee: "The Goblet of Fire will make quite a commotion in choosing the winner."

"boom!"

Just as Dumbledore had said, almost immediately after the three had moved away from the Goblet of Fire, the crimson flame suddenly expanded dozens of times, transforming into a bright pillar of fire that shot into the sky, weaving a beautiful, cursive script written in flames high above—

Hogwarts!

A huge cheer erupted from the students as the name was announced. Not only were the twenty-odd students from Hogwarts cheering wildly, but students from Norbridge University who had also graduated from Hogwarts were also applauding and shouting for their alma mater. Although there had been so many unexpected twists and turns, since everyone was safe and sound in the end, and nothing else went wrong, the most important thing now was to celebrate the newly crowned champion. Finding out the truth could wait!

Even in the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang areas, where the original losers were, bursts of applause erupted to express their respect for the youngest warrior who, despite being the youngest, had fairly and fairly built a huge lead over the other two warriors with his own strength...

"Actually, we don't need to cheer at all—this was expected!"

In the Hogwarts lineup, Cedric, whose hands were already red from clapping, outwardly spoke nonchalantly, but in reality, his lips were curled into a wide grin: "Back then, none of us thought Ken would lose, right?"

"certainly."

Beside him, Baron's smile held a mixture of joy and relief: "Comparing him to his peers is unfair—Ken's vision is far superior!"

"Uh-huh!"

The Hogwarts students nodded in agreement—their champions were people who had thwarted Voldemort's plots twice, so playing against their peers was nothing!

"Oh, right,"

After a while of cheering, someone with sharp eyes suddenly noticed something was wrong. They shook their friend's shoulder and pointed to the Goblet of Fire in the distance: "The champion has already been announced, so why hasn't the Goblet of Fire gone out yet? And not only has it not gone out, it even seems to be getting more and more active..."

"boom!"

The next moment, as another pillar of fire shot into the air, everyone's expressions froze on their faces.

They followed the trail of flames in bewilderment, slowly raising their heads to watch a brand new name gradually taking shape next to the name "Hogwarts"...

Norwich University.

As if signaling something, the instant the name was woven into existence, a magnificent gate suddenly appeared out of thin air beneath it, then slowly opened, revealing a hall familiar to all the students, and a dozen or so faces standing within it—

"Miranda Goshak... Damocles Belby... Jason Shafik... Benjamin Baker... Ignatius Taft..."

As faces they had only seen in newspapers suddenly appeared before them, everyone was stunned, watching them smile and wave to each other before standing together on the referee's bench...

(End of this chapter)