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

In this situation, what difference would it make if he won the championship of the three-way battle?

Should Levin, as the organizer, present him with the award?

That would be an even greater humiliation for him.

A sullen Krum, guided by a Gryffindor, turned right, walked along the faculty desk, and entered the next room through that door. 797

The auditorium quickly fell silent, everyone eager to know who the next warrior would be, all eyes fixed on the Goblet of Fire.

A few seconds later, the flames turned red again. Propelled by the flames, the second parchment leaped out of the cup.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

Fleur walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, where the boys were.

As she passed by Levin, she generously gave him a hug.

After Fleur Delacour entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again.

This silence was thick with an intense, palpable excitement. Now it was the Hogwarts' turn...

Levin's absence from the competition added suspense to this segment.

Everyone hopes that the Warriors will come from their own academy.

Cedric Diggory wore a warm smile. This upright and cheerful young man seemed extremely calm, provided you ignored the fact that he was holding his knife and fork backwards and his hands were bulging with veins.

Angelina of Gryffindor rested her hands on the long table, her eyes fixed on the Goblet of Fire, muttering something unintelligible.

Roger Davis of Ravenclaw craned his neck, his eyes filled with anticipation as he gazed at the Goblet of Fire.

Needless to say, many upperclassmen believed that the spot was rightfully theirs, and they almost started fighting before the results were announced.

The third parchment flew out quickly.

"The champions of Hogwarts—" Dumbledore said loudly, a look of surprise appearing perfectly on his face. He turned his gaze to the long table in Gryffindor and spoke each word carefully.

"Hermione Granger!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hermione stood up gracefully.

Harry and Ron were stunned; they had no idea that Hermione had secretly obtained the title of Champion.

The noisy Great Hall fell silent instantly, as the young wizards stared at Hermione with looks of amazement, skepticism, and admiration.

Although not as famous as Levin, Hermione has always been the second-best student after Levin.

The title "Miss Know-It-All" was initially a derogatory term, but as Hermione continued to prove herself, it gradually became a term of respect.

Apart from that, the young wizards of the Erudite Society unanimously supported Hermione.

They knew Hermione's abilities better than anyone else.

After officially joining the Academy of Knowledge, the young wizards also witnessed another side of Levin beneath his genius exterior.

For example, he would often skip a class because he was busy with work and experiments.

As the de facto head of the society, Hermione not only has to manage the work, but also clean up the messes of her unscrupulous boss and substitute for him in class.

Over time, Hermione gained considerable renown within the Society.

Even the senior wizards within the Society acknowledged Hermione's selection as a champion.

But compared to the young wizards at Hogwarts, the wizards from the other two schools reacted much more strongly.

Fleur and Krum, who hadn't even left the Great Hall yet, stopped and turned around.

The former showed an expression of "I knew it," while the latter was extremely surprised.

Krum had no idea that he had intended to prove himself to Hermione in the Triwizard Tournament.

Who would have thought that Hermione would become his rival?

This left him somewhat at a loss.

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Karkaroff slammed his hand on the table and stood up from his seat. He glanced at Hermione, then turned and glared at Dumbledore.

"Albus, if I remember correctly, according to the rules, the warrior should be an adult wizard over seventeen years old, not a fifteen-year-old brat!"

"Calm down, Karkaroff, you're not mistaken... As for why this is the case, you'll have to ask Miss Granger!" Dumbledore said with interest.

In fact, Hermione becoming a warrior was unexpected for him, but upon closer reflection, it made perfect sense.

It's worth noting that this little witch had been considered by him as a potential savior, and had been under his watchful eye since first grade.

He knew Hermione's abilities and potential all too well.

Hermione remained completely calm despite the questions posed by the crowd.

On the contrary, the girl remained calm, as if she had anticipated this scene: "I wrote my name and school on the parchment as required, and threw it into the Goblet of Fire at the appointed time. Obviously, the Goblet of Fire chose me to become a champion of Hogwarts."

Hermione's answer seemed to say everything, but it was actually just a correct but meaningless statement.

“Miss Granger, what we want to know is how you broke through that age limit!” Karkaroff frowned, pressing closer.

He even suspected that Dumbledore had secretly given Hermione special treatment so that she could participate in the competition.

The young wizards in the Great Hall stared curiously at Hermione, awaiting her answer.

Hermione shook her head firmly and said, "No, you misunderstand. I cannot break Professor Dumbledore's magic!"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Not only Karkaroff, but even Mrs. Maxim stood up and questioned whether Hermione had obtained her place in the Champions League through cheating.

Meanwhile, many of the rejected young wizards also started a commotion, demanding that Hermione's champion status be revoked.

But Hermione was not swayed by these doubts. She calmly pointed to the Goblet of Fire on the platform and said, "Who says you have to break the age limit to throw your name in? Can't we just have a student who meets the requirements take out the Goblet of Fire?"

"According to the rules of the Goblet of Fire, you only need to write your name and school on a piece of parchment and put it in the Goblet of Fire, and I have done that."

Hermione explained.

Can you do this?

The young wizards found this explanation somewhat absurd.

They spent an entire day thinking about it and trying various methods, but they couldn't get past that age limit.

However, Hermione bypassed this problem in such a simple way.

George and Fred were even more dismayed, regretting that they hadn't thought of this solution.

Although Karkaroff and Maxim found it hard to accept, they had to admit that Hermione's method did indeed circumvent the restrictions.

They even suspected that this was a loophole that Dumbledore had deliberately left for Hermione to allow her to participate.

However, when they looked at Dumbledore, they found that the centenarian's face was also full of astonishment, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.

After a long while, Dumbledore finally realized what had happened and admitted with a wry smile, "It was indeed my oversight..."

"Professor, my magical skills are far inferior to yours, so I can only resort to some clever tricks!" Hermione replied apologetically.

Here, she didn't mention Levin, taking all the credit for herself.

This was agreed upon beforehand.

After all, Levin is already an organizer and will also be a judge in the future. He needs to maintain impartiality and not let others know that he is biased towards any particular person—at least on the surface.

While the Triwizard Tournament does have a tradition of cheating, this doesn't mean it can be done with impunity.

The premise of cheating is that you can't be caught cheating. As long as you're not caught, then you haven't cheated.

This time, however, Hermione's explanation was accepted by everyone.

After all, even the most ordinary junior wizard could come up with such a clever trick.

But Dumbledore still praised the girl:

“There is nothing shameful about it, Miss Granger! For wizards, wisdom and strength are equally important. This time, you have taught us all a lesson.”

He paused, looked around to make sure each young wizard was listening attentively: "Sometimes, strength isn't the deciding factor. Miss Granger, with her intelligence and unique problem-solving skills, successfully circumvented the seemingly insurmountable age barrier, which is precisely what the Triwizard Tournament aims to emphasize."

One of the core values.

Karkarov and Maxim, watching the two exchange, felt as if they were putting on a show, acting in unison, and were furious.

But no matter how unwilling they are, they can only keep it to themselves.

Because the method is so simple, anyone could probably come up with it. The fact that the junior wizards in their academy failed to figure out the loophole is simply because they weren't clever enough.

Moreover, the Goblet of Fire choosing a hero signifies the signing of a magical contract, which, once confirmed, cannot be changed.

They are fully aware of this rule, and any rebuttal is meaningless.

clap clap clap...

Just as everyone was silent, a round of applause came from the Ravenclaw table. Hermione turned around and was surprised to find that it was Cho Chang and Luna who were applauding.

Although they had some conflicts because of Levin, they showed amazing unity at crucial moments.

Then, applause rang out from Gryffindor and Slytherin as well.

Ginny and Astoria also mustered their courage to support Hermione, and Harry joined in as well.

Then, Padma and other key members of the Faculty of Knowledge, as well as other members of the Faculty of Knowledge, also began to support their own chairman.

Like a contagious disease, the applause in the auditorium grew louder and louder, more and more people joined in, and finally everyone was clapping.

Most of the young wizards put aside their prejudices and acknowledged Hermione's status as a warrior, and many began to cheer and jeer.

"Great job, Granger! I knew that age line wouldn't be a problem for you!"

"The champion of Hogwarts, the hero of Gryffindor!"

After a brief period of noise, Dumbledore coughed a few times, breaking the harmonious atmosphere, and said loudly.

"Alright, we can celebrate later. Now that our three warriors have been chosen, please proceed as planned."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, the Goblet of Fire beside him suddenly stirred again, with long tongues of flame shooting up half a meter high, and a piece of parchment with charred edges slowly falling from the air.

Dumbledore seemed to instinctively reach out a long, slender hand and grasp the parchment.

He held it far away, staring at the name written on it. After a long silence, Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall stared at him.

Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud—