Chapter 132: Failed to abstain (2nd

"For the Goblet of Fire and Triwizard Tournament..." Dumbledore said solemnly: "There has never been an option to abstain... Go, go to that door!"
　　 This is the first time Jon has heard Dumbledore issue such a severe order.
　　 "Hey!" He sighed from the bottom of his heart and walked along the staff desk.
　　 But I started to think... who put his name into the Goblet of Fire?
　　 Barty Crouch Jr... but this is unlikely, he and he have no grudges or hatreds, and Voldemort probably doesn’t like his blood...
　　 Then who should it be...
　　 went through the door, exited the auditorium, and found himself in a small room.
　　 In the fireplace of the room, the fire is burning; and on the walls on both sides, there are portraits of wizards.
　　 When Jon stepped into the room, almost all the portraits stared at him... Some of the portraits were even full of people.
　　 In front of them, three figures, surrounded by the fire... are all familiar faces.
　　 Victor Krum leaned against the mantelpiece, bowed and meditated there, and moved a little away from the other two people.
　　 Harry Potter was standing there with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the fire.
　　 Fleur Delacour turned her head and shook her long silver hair like a waterfall. When she saw Jon’s dress, she let out a scream.
　　 "quest-equitarrive (French: what's wrong with you? she asked loudly.
　　 "enestrien (Nothing. Jon had no intention of getting close to her, he just shrugged, and sat down by the fire.
　　 lowered his head and continued to think...
　　 "Jon!" Harry Potter cried out in surprise: "The fourth warrior, it's you...and what's wrong with you?"
　　 "Don't ask me, I don't know anything!" Jon took off his dragon leather gloves, then covered his face with his hands.
　　……
　　 "It's so bizarre!" Ludo Bagman walked into the room with a rush of footsteps.
　　 "I think you should understand the situation!" Mr. Bagman looked at the two warriors of Boothbarton and Durmstrang: "A little accident... Two warriors appeared at Hogwarts!"
　　 Victor Krum straightened up and looked up and down at Harry and then at Jon, with a gloomy expression on his face.
　　Furong Delacour shook her long hair and smiled, she said arrogantly: "They can't compete, they are all too young!"
　　 "I agree!" Jon nodded vigorously, and gave Furong a grateful look.
"It's a bit difficult!" Mr. Bagman shook his head: "The age limit, as an additional safety measure, was only implemented this year. Since your names are spraying out of the goblet of fire... I mean, I think Now that you have reached this point, you are not allowed to escape immediately... The regulations are very clear, you must abide by the rules... You must do your best to complete the game!"
　　 "Can the rules be changed!" Jon argued in vain.
　　 Mr. Bagman smiled and shook his head.
The door was pushed open again, and a large crowd rushed in: Professor Dumbledore, followed by Mr. Crouch, Professor Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim, Professor Sprout, Professor McGonagall, Professor Nep.
　　 The small room was suddenly crowded with people.
　　 Snape sniffed hard, then looked at Jon and frowned.
　　 Then, he raised his wand to Jon.
　　 "Clean up (sourgif)!"
　　 The black eel blood on his body was swept away.
　　 "Thank you, Professor!" Jon breathed a sigh of relief, and finally some teacher remembered to clean himself up.
　　……
　　 "What the does this mean, Dumbledore?" Mrs. Maxim yelled arrogantly, her huge breast in black satin heaving violently.
　　 "I want to know this too, Dumbledore!" Karkaroff said in his sleek voice, "I remember there were regulations in the regulations that the organizer can rank two players!"
"One of them is the third grade and the other is the fourth grade!" Professor McGonagall yelled: "They are going to compete with two adult wizards...If you want, you can send two third and fourth grade students to replace your contestants. !"
　　Mrs. Maxim and Professor Karkaroff looked at each other and did not continue to argue.
　　 Because Professor McGonagall’s words are right, the points of different players in the Triwizard Tournament cannot be superimposed. In any case, the third and fourth grade students will not be the opponents of the seventh grade students, even if they have two people, there is no difference.
　　 Therefore, what the farce really loses is the interests of the host, Hogwarts.
　　On the contrary, Boothbatten and Durmstrang are the beneficiaries...so they did not continue to argue like Jon knew about the original plot.
　　 Dumbledore snorted and interrupted their argument: "Did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?"
　　 "I don't have one." Harry Potter said quickly.
　　 Snape shook his head and pursed his lips; Mrs. Maxim and Professor Karkaroff both snorted coldly.
　　 "What about you?" Dumbledore moved his gaze to Jon.
Jon looked directly at the eyes behind the half-moon lens, and then nodded: "I have it, Professor... Just this morning, I took advantage of no one around, and folded the note with my name on it. The plane flew into the Goblet of Goblet... I was just playing around, because I originally thought that because of the age limit, the Goblet of Goblet would not choose me at all!"
"It's impossible!" Karkaroff snarled, "Your age line can exclude competitors who are under-age, Dumbledore, isn't it? How could it be given in such a clumsy way? I cheated!"
"So...someone fooled the Goblet of Fire!" Alastor Moody walked over with a cane and roared: "Someone cast a very powerful Confusion Charm on the Goblet of Fire, making the Goblet of Fire forget its true The age limit; then, they reported a boy’s name as a student in the fourth school to make sure he was the only candidate for that school... These are not things that boys in third and fourth grades can do."
　　 "Harry Potter!" Professor Moody said grimly: "Someone wants to take advantage of this game and kill Harry Potter!"
　　 Jon wanted to ask, "How did you know?"... But he still held back with interest.
　　……
　　 Obviously, after ten minutes, Moody's "conspiracy theory" finally convinced them.
Mrs. Maxim and Professor Karkaroff did not argue about this any more~EbookFREE.me~Mrs. Maxim had put her arm around Fleur’s shoulder and led her out of the room quickly; Karkaroff Say hello to Krum, and they leave without saying a word.
　　 "Harry, I suggest you go back to bed!" Dumbledore first smiled and nodded to Harry.
　　 Harry Waves nodded his head, and left the room a little bit dull.
　　 Then, Dumbledore turned his gaze to Jon, his expression gradually becoming serious.
　　 "As for you...I'm sorry!" He said softly, his expression was harsher than ever before: "But Hufflepuff was deducted 100 points for this!"
　　 "One hundred points, no, Albus!" Professor McGonagall covered his mouth and tried to stop Dumbledore: "It's not the kid's fault, it's just an accident..."
　　Professor Sprout lowered his head in shame, while Professor Snape looked thoughtful. Ludo Bagman and Batty Crouch, who sensed that the atmosphere was not right, also took this opportunity to hurriedly leave the room.
　　 "And... confinement!" Dumbledore continued, "Saturday night, go to my office..."
　　 "Every Saturday!" He emphasized and said.
　　 Jon raised his hand weakly: "Professor, Saturday night... I have been confined by Professor Snape!"
　　 "Then Sunday night!"
　　 "Yes, Professor!"