HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 153 It’s a foregone conclusion

After Professor Moody finished speaking, Madam Maxime simply waved her hand, "It only means that those who do that should give Hogwarts two chances to win the championship."

"I agree!" Karkaroff said, "I will file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards about this matter!"

"Maybe that person didn't want Hogwarts to have a chance to win, but to put them in danger!" Professor Moody said angrily, "You know, even after the changes, the Triwizard Tournament is still very dangerous, otherwise why set an age limit?"

As the argument became unresolved, everyone looked at Headmaster Dumbledore.

"It seems that these two must participate in the competition. The Goblet of Fire has formed a contract with them and cannot be violated." Dumbledore said: "There will be four champions in this Triwizard Tournament."

"But..." Maxim still wanted to fight for it.

"Dear Ms. Maxime, if there is a better solution, we are willing to implement it."

No one, whether Ms. Maxime or anyone else, said a word, and everyone looked unhappy.

The two headmasters felt it was unfair, the students of Hogwarts were worried about the two underage students, and Mr. Short had a frown on his face the whole time.

Mr. Bagman was very excited and thought everything was very interesting. "Now that the decision has been made, Mr. Short can now give guidance to...the four warriors."

Mr. Short nodded and took a few steps forward. "The first project will test your courage and bravery. I won't tell you what you will face, but it is a very important qualification to have the courage to challenge the unknown."

“The first project will be carried out on November 24th and completed in front of all the spectators and teachers.”

"You will complete the project alone. No one can help you. The only weapon you have to face the challenge is the magic wand in your hand. You will get the hint information of the second project only after you succeed in the first project. Since the competition is difficult and lasts for a long time, the warriors do not need to take the school exam."

Mr. Short said, looking at Headmaster Dumbledore, "I think that's all I have to say."

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "How about staying in Hogwarts for a night?"

"It's really late, sorry to bother you," Mr. Short agreed.

"Then I won't leave either. I don't want to go back and sit in my office at the Ministry of Magic," said Bagman happily.

Dumbledore looked at Madam Maxime and Headmaster Karkaroff again, "Both Headmasters should stay and have a nightcap."

However, the two still angry headmasters took their students away one by one, and they would probably not be nice to Headmaster Dumbledore in the short term.

"Gloria, Harry, go back to the common room. I believe students from both colleges are waiting for you to celebrate." Dumbledore looked at them with a smile.

The two looked at each other, nodded to Headmaster Dumbledore, and left the room.

When we returned to the auditorium, it was empty, the candles were burning dimly, and the features of the jack-o'-lanterns looked eerie and strange.

"Leah, I didn't vote for my name in the Goblet of Fire." Harry couldn't wait to explain. He still didn't understand how he became a warrior.

"I know," Gloria said. "Me too."

"Who do you think put our names in?" Harry twisted his fingers nervously, his mind filled with the students' questioning looks.

"A wizard with profound magic." Gloria looked at him, "Go back and have a rest. We can't figure this out by ourselves. It's better to think about what we will face in the first project."

Harry's mind was in a mess, so he had to listen to her and walk towards the dormitory.

Gloria looked at his back as he left in a daze and felt strange. Karkaroff's reaction today seemed very angry about Harry becoming the fourth warrior. Was it because of his good acting skills?

She slowly left the hall and returned to the castle basement.

The Slytherin common room had just opened, and the noise made her frown.

"Gloria is back, our Slytherin warrior!"

"Gloria, are you officially a warrior?"

Everyone looked at her eagerly, and Gloria nodded slowly, "Four warriors have been certified. I will participate in the first project next month."

"marvelous--!"

Everyone started cheering and the dormitory door closed behind her.

Slytherin students don't care about cheating or not. Gloria is a Hogwarts warrior, and that's enough.

Draco pushed through the crowd and pulled Gloria to the corner.

"Lori, what's going on, did you sign up?"

It didn’t matter if other people became warriors, but this man was Lowry, and he knew the dangers of the Triwizard Tournament very well.

“I didn’t throw that,” she said. “But don’t worry, I can handle those games.”

The boy was worried, "Many people have died in this activity before."

"The event has been changed." Gloria comforted him, "Besides, we have the principals of three schools and all the professors to ensure our safety, as well as my own strength."

Draco held her waist tightly with both hands, "I believe you, but what about that Potter?"

Gloria said, "Similar to me, only his condition is much worse."

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Harry was feeling upset, and when he came back Hermione had gone to rest. No one cared about his feelings and insisted that it was he who put his name into the Goblet of Fire, so Ron was sarcastic to him about it.

The person he most wanted to talk to at this moment was his godfather, so he got up early in the morning to write a letter.

He came out holding the letter. The Gryffindor students cheered when they saw him, while the other three houses rolled their eyes.

Harry lowered his head and ran to the owlery. When he got there, he looked up and saw Gloria turned around. "Leah?"

"Harry, did you have a good rest last night?"

"I..." Harry was a little disappointed, "To be honest, it's not very good."

Gloria looked at the envelope in his hand. "If the situation had not allowed it, I should have told Sirius last night. I just sent the letter. You should hurry up too, so that he won't miss your letter after seeing it and coming to school immediately."

Hedwig flew to Harry's shoulder and very consciously stretched out a leg. Harry quickly tied the letter on it, "Hedwig, hurry up."

The Snowy Owl cried loudly, flapped its wings and flew out of the house.

"Harry, be careful around unfamiliar people during the competition," Gloria reminded him.

"I will." Harry nodded, "Leah... could it be him? He mentioned my name and yours in the dream."

He vaguely felt that the Goblet of Fire's choice of him and Gloria was a conspiracy.

"Maybe. After all, there are some people from other schools coming to our school this year." Gloria stared at the scar on his forehead. "Does it still hurt?"

Harry raised his hand and touched the lightning-shaped scar. "It hasn't hurt since that time during the summer vacation. Sirius also often writes to ask about it. Fortunately, I'm fine."

The two walked out of the owl room together. Gloria said, "Sirius will come to school soon after receiving the letter, but the result will definitely not change. You have to prepare. If necessary, let Hermione tutor you. Learn more spells as soon as possible before the first competition."

Harry Potter, as her friend and the object of Voldemort's greater attention, could not die in the Triwizard Tournament.