With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

Everyone's eyes are on the Goblet of Fire.

The cup was placed in the center of the hallway, on the stool where the Sorting Hat was usually kept. A thin gold line, ten feet on each side, was drawn on the floor, encircling the cup.

Dozens of young wizards surrounded the Goblet of Fire, their faces filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Although they are not yet old enough, they want to experience what it's like to be a warrior.

However, whenever they touched that invisible barrier, a mysterious force would push them away. The harder they tried, the stronger the reaction force became.

One of the young wizards was particularly stubborn. He ran all the way from the Great Hall entrance and slammed into the Goblet of Fire, trying to use the momentum to break through the barrier.

However, he did not get what he wanted. Instead, he was injured and fell to the ground due to the excessive reaction force. He has been sent to the school clinic for treatment.

"Look everyone, Cedric's here!"

Just then, someone shouted.

Everyone turned to look, and there Cedric walked slowly, surrounded by a group of Hufflepuff students. He had a shy smile on his face, as if he was a little unaccustomed to being the center of attention.

When he reached the Goblet of Fire, the mysterious force seemed to pose no obstacle to him. He successfully placed his name into the Goblet of Fire.

The Hufflepuff students erupted in cheers.

This is the first young wizard to successfully enroll at Hogwarts.

Several more students subsequently registered for the competition.

When Gryffindor's Chaser Angelina Johnson dropped a parchment with her name on it into the Goblet of Fire, thunderous applause and cheers erupted throughout the arena.

George and Fred walked over arm in arm, each holding a slip of paper, seemingly plotting some new idea.

"They want to sign up too?" Ron knew their situation best. "That's impossible! They're still months away from turning 17!"

"Who says it's impossible?"

George and Fred chuckled and leaned closer, exclaiming, "We're sure to succeed this time! We just drank that stuff!"

What did you drink?

Among the onlookers, Ron stared wide-eyed and asked...

"An anti-aging agent!"

"That's right, we each drank a drop!"

"Now we're 17 years old!"

After saying this with a smile, George and Fred pushed through the crowd and headed towards the Goblet of Fire.

"Will this... will this work?"

Hermione said blankly, then asked Levin beside her.

Upon hearing this, Levin first nodded, then immediately shook his head and said:

"The age-enhancing agent can indeed temporarily increase the drinker's physical age by increasing bone age and dental age. So theoretically, George and Fred's plan should be feasible."

"However, that was an age limit set by Dumbledore himself. I don't think an old... wizard like Dumbledore would leave such a loophole as an aging potion."

As soon as Levin finished speaking, the crowd not far away erupted in another uproar.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw that George and Fred had already crossed the thin golden line together and were now making faces at the people around them.

This scene brought a smile to Ron's face, because if George and Fred succeeded, he thought they could also sign up regardless of the age limit.

He laughed twice and was about to refute Levin's previous reasoning.

Before he could even finish speaking, the golden age line suddenly flashed, and George and Fred were violently thrown away.

"Ouch—" Accompanied by the crisp sound of a large piece of porcelain shattering, a sharp female scream drew everyone's attention.

The Weasley twins were thrown out uncontrollably, as if grabbed by an invisible hand.

George slammed his head on the long table, smashing a bunch of dishes.

Meanwhile, his brother Fred knocked Angelina down as she was putting the parchment into the box.

Fred groaned and plopped down on Angelina, instantly eliciting whistles and laughter from the auditorium.

Angelina had originally intended to help him up.

But upon seeing Fred's face, she was startled and instinctively pushed him aside.

Fred's head hit the ground with a loud "thud".

After a long while, Fred finally stood up in a flustered manner.

"My God, Fred, you've grown a beard!" The two looked at each other and burst out laughing.

George even curiously reached out and tugged at it, only to find that it was a real beard, not some kind of illusion.

"Hiss—can't you be a little gentler? Aren't you the same way?" Fred angrily slapped George's hand away.

The two men's unfortunate appearance amused the young wizards watching.

"It seems Dumbledore has really filled that age gap, but unfortunately I still don't know how to use the Powerful Confusion Charm," Fred said sullenly.

"There's always a way." George's eyes darted around, and he made a face at Angelina. "You two look like a perfect match, especially the way you fell down!"

George then burst into laughter again.

However, he stopped laughing on his own.

Because he saw that Angelina actually had a shy expression on her face.

"No way, you guys are serious?" George panicked a little. He looked at Fred, "When did you guys start this? How come I didn't know anything about it?"

He suddenly felt that he was about to be abandoned by his brothers.

The twins started arguing again, while on Levin's side, Hermione stared at the gold thread in front of her, looking worried.

“What should we do, Levin? I’d like to become a warrior like you said, but Dumbledore’s measures are too powerful. Even the aging serum doesn’t work. I can’t think of a way to break through it.”

“Think outside the box, girl.” Levin pointed to his head. “Since we can’t break through Dumbledore’s lines, we can find ways to bypass them, to deceive, to exploit. This line isn’t something that can be controlled by intelligence; we can always find a way to get around it.”

He paused, then suggested, "How about this, you try to fool the age line and cup size using your own method first. If it really doesn't work, I'll tell you the correct method, okay?"

"Ok!"

So the two left the foyer and headed towards the library, where Hermione suggested they go to find some inspiration.

The two encountered Lady Grey, the ghost of Ravenclaw, on the road.

Ms. Gray placed her hands crossed below her abdomen, floating over with an extremely elegant posture, like a princess.

Upon seeing Levin, she actually nodded to the boy, stared at him for a while, and then drifted past him without looking back.

"Why is Ms. Grey only nodding at you and staring at you?" Hermione immediately became alert. "You didn't do anything to her, did you?"

This girl's aggressiveness has increased since Furong arrived.

"You're overthinking it. She's a ghost. You can't even kiss her when you're with her, like this."

As he spoke, Levin, seeing that no one was around, suddenly stole a small bite on the girl's face.

Hermione, caught off guard by the sudden attack, blushed and lost all interest in what had just happened.

She's still too naive.

Levin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Hermione was half right; he and Helena did have a special relationship—Helena's mother was still in his hands.

Therefore, Helena, as a ghost, became his informant.

Last night, she was instructed by Levin to observe Professor Moody's every move.

She nodded to Levine, meaning Moody had successfully dropped the parchment with Harry's name on it into the Goblet of Fire.

Chapter 309 Hermione Wants to Become a Warrior

After lunch, there were hardly any people near the lobby.

Hermione is finally ready to challenge Dumbledore's age limit.

Levin watched from the sidelines with his arms crossed.

Furong and Zhang Qiu also came to watch.

Furong came to us on her own initiative. Seeing that Furong was still clinging to Levin, Zhang Qiu simply gave up her job as prefect and followed her.

Let's try the simplest one first!

Hermione thought for a moment, then walked straight to the edge of the age line, took out a piece of parchment with her name written on it beforehand from her pocket, folded the paper into a paper airplane, aimed it at the rim of the cup, and threw it over.

"So it can still be like this!"

Zhang Qiu's eyes lit up.

The paper airplane flew through the air in a graceful arc after leaving my hand, smoothly crossing the age line and falling into the blue-white flames.

Just when she thought she was about to succeed, flames suddenly rose up, lifting the charred paper airplane into the air, where it finally fell to the ground.

"What a pity, it seems it won't work."

Zhang Qiu sighed.

However, Hermione didn't care too much about this setback. She spent the whole morning thinking of several solutions.

"[The Goblet of Fire is flying in!]!"

The girl waved her wand, attempting to cast the Summoning Charm to summon the Goblet of Fire.

But the cup didn't budge.

"Sure enough, there are no loopholes in this regard either."

She thought for a moment, then took out a slip of paper with her name written on it.

At the same time, he pointed his wand at the charred fragments on the ground.

The fragment suddenly expanded, transforming into an owl that snatched the note from her hand and flew towards the Goblet of Fire.

Wow, beautiful Transfiguration!

Fleur clapped her hands in surprise, and looked at Hermione with much more seriousness.

Although this girl did not meet the age requirement, her superb skills in transfiguration alone show that she is indeed a formidable opponent.