Chapter 131: Blood man

There was a violent knock on the door, and after a few seconds, it stopped!
"Sure enough, it was a prank!" Jon shook his head helplessly, and then threw the body of the last black eel to the ground. WWWW.SUIMENG.com
Then, he picked up the glass bottle on the ground...
"Alohoora opens!"
A loud voice came from outside, and the door of Snape's office was suddenly knocked over to the ground.
"Who!" Jon turned around alertly, and at the same time stretched his hand with dragon leather gloves to his waist, ready to touch his wand:
Standing outside the door was a short, gray-haired witch.
"That...Professor Sprout... why are you..." Jon said in surprise.
The expression on Professor Pomona Sprout’s face looks quite strange...
In Jon's impression, Professor Sprout has always been a very gentle person, but now, she has an expression between shame and helplessness.
"Jon, hurry..." she said with a hoarse voice, "follow me to the auditorium!"
Involuntarily speaking, an invisible breeze pushed Jon up...forcibly drove him out the door.
"Wait a minute, Professor..." Jon used a lot of energy before he let the black eel blood in the glass bottle in his hand spill out:
"Let me change clothes first... and let me put things down!"
...
At this moment, in the lobby of Hogwarts...
The buzzing sound rang from almost every corner.
On a pillar on one side of the auditorium, there is a portrait...
The owner of this portrait should have been a wrinkled witch
Principal Isabel Garwood (1547-1622), she organized the reconstruction of the Hogwarts Auditorium in 1607 and applied a powerful magic to the ceiling of the auditorium, making it always appear the same as the sky outside. Therefore, her portrait will always be hung here.
But now, more than a dozen wizards and wizards are packed into the entire portrait.
"How is it now?" Principal Phineas Black asked in a low voice, trying not to let his voice be heard by the students.
"Yes, he hasn't arrived yet, the first time in 700 years!" Principal Isabel Garwood shook his head helplessly: "Shame... when the Goblet of Fire spit out the name of the Hogwarts Warrior, he actually Not at the scene, but being locked up!"
"Is that kid named Jon Hart?" Principal Phineas Black said with some glee: "He has lost all of Hogwarts' face!"
With a soft "bang", Phineas was suddenly knocked aside by something, and then a wizard appeared where he was.
"What are you doing, Chris?" Principal Phineas Black said weakly while covering his waist.
"Sorry, Phineas... but he is here!" Principal Chris Evra said with excitement, "I saw the portrait of the stairs on the first floor. I saw him running here, speeding Soon... should be here soon!"
More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the door instantly.
Even in order to occupy a good position, they pushed each other up.
The door of the auditorium was opened...
A boy, as if pushed in by something!
"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Headmaster Phineas Black's mouth grew up with shock.
"Did he just kill a dragon?" Principal Chris Evra shook his head in disbelief.
"This amount of bleeding should be a Ukrainian iron belly..." Principal Oliver Cromwell said with a serious analysis.
"Shame!" The wrinkled witch closed her eyes and shook her head helplessly: "Why is the Goblet of Fire blinded and chose such a person as the representative of Hogwarts!"
"Don't you think this look looks cool?" Principal Dairis-Dewent asked in surprise.
...
As the door was opened, the hall just now was still whispering, and suddenly fell into silence.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the gate neatly and uniformly.
Many of the students sitting in the back position, especially the girls, leaned back in shock.
Jon Hart walked into the hall awkwardly... The dragon leather coat on his body was dripping with blood from time to time.
This made Jon consider whether to take off the outfit... but his original robe was still in Snape's office; if he took it off and only underwear was left, the scene would be even more embarrassing.
At the same time, he was also thinking, what is going on... Let Professor Sprout send himself to the hall so pretentiously?
Could it be that……
"Let's welcome..." Mr. Ludo Bagman bit the bullet and walked over and came to the "uninvited guest": "The fourth warrior, that is, the second warrior of Hogwarts! "
"What, what are you talking about?" Jon's mouth opened up: "Who is the fourth warrior?"
"Of course it is you, Mr. Hart!"
"Bang..." With a clear sound, the bottle of black eel blood in his hand fell to the ground... The scarlet blood splashed all over Mr. Bagman.
"You're joking, right?" Jon stammered.
Mr. Bagman quickly covered his nose and stepped back.
"I think...no one would make a joke with this kind of thing, Mr. Hart..." He frowned and said, "Go to the podium!"
Jon already knew what was going on... Why did Hannah come to find herself? Why did Professor Sprout force herself here!
Why is this happening?
Who is so shameless who threw his name into the Goblet of Fire?
Why is the Goblet of Fire so blind again... I am not a savior, but an ordinary student, so I didn't consider the history of it at all!
...
"Jon~EbookFREE.me~ go to the podium!" Professor Sprout had come to him and reminded softly.
There is no other choice-
Jon had to follow the aisle between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff’s tables. The road seemed extremely long...
As we walked, the black eel's blood dripped all the way...Almost caused a dark red Chuhehan boundary to appear between the long table of Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.
It seemed that a full hour had passed before he finally walked to Dumbledore, and he felt all the teachers' eyes fixed on him.
"Well... go into that door, Jon." Dumbledore said, without a smile on his face.
"That...Professor Dumbledore!" Jon raised his hand: "I am a Hufflepuff third-year student, how come I am participating in the Triwizard Tournament... So, can you do another Please be smart?"
"Can I abstain?" Jon said frankly.