Chapter 149 Decision
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
"The top five competition? The top five..." Ludo Bagman muttered in a low voice, his eyes gradually lit up, "It's good to have Mr. Potter and Mr. Hall as independent contestants Does it solve the problem of fairness?"
After Ludo finished speaking, he glanced at Crouch.
The room became quiet, and everyone seemed to be thinking seriously. The five students looked around for a while, and when they saw a few people who could talk, they bowed their heads, and they also learned to bow their heads.
The murals on the wall gave a long yawn, and the long-nosed witch in one mural stepped over her frame to bite the ear of the wizard in another portrait.
Dumbledore looked at Barty Crouch for a while, and Madam Maxim for a while, and then patted Harry and Eli comfortingly.
"It's passable." Madam Maxim's dull voice broke the silence, and everyone raised their heads.
Madam Maxim grasped Fleur's petite but tough shoulders with her huge hands, "As long as it is guaranteed that no school has a unique power, I have no problem."
"Of course not, Professor Maxim," Ludo said to Maxim with a smile. After fighting for so long, he finally found the most possible solution, and he was relieved.
"Since the Goblet of Fire chose these two students, we have no way to defy this great magic item, but at least we can still make other arrangements, the five powers contend for hegemony... I hope there will be no more troubles."
Crouch's harsh voice made his words sound extra depressing, but it kind of set the tone.
Dumbledore still looked so indifferent, as if he had foreseen this ending.
Karkaroff bowed his head and blew his breath, as if disappointed that he hadn't succeeded in starting a bigger incident.
"Who can guarantee that Hogwarts won't help those two students? I mean, mess with our two schools"
"You think so much, Karkaroff. I wonder if you have made any preparations for your contestants, for example, trying to add a few more?"
Moody fixed Karkaroff again with his terrible eye.
Now no one will help Karkarov fight, even Ludo who is afraid of trouble, after all, he finally came up with a solution, whoever tries to overthrow it, it will be difficult for everyone.
Karkaroff rolled his eyes nervously, and put on an upright look, "It's absolutely impossible, the rule of the Triwizard Hegemony is to let the contestants complete it independently!"
"That's great. Since Durmstrang can abide by the rules, I believe Hogwarts will too, and of course Beauxbatons, um... all the contestants", Ludo laughed.
"Since this is the case, at least the matter has been resolved. It's really late, and we should hurry up and tell our five warriors about the precautions." Crouch walked out of the shadows.
He didn't notice it at first, but when Crouch approached, Eli noticed that the director's face was extremely pale.
It was very different from the Quidditch World Cup, when he could be regarded as a young man.
Crouch turned to several young wizards, Eli, Harry, Fleur, Cedric, and Krum all stood together.
Crouch glanced a few haggard eyes at the faces of several spirited warriors, "When you are selected by the Goblet of Fire, it means that you have to compete independently. Although you represent the school, your professors and classmates I am absolutely not allowed to provide you with any help, even in a personal capacity."
"Because of the rules, we must not reveal everything about the competition to you. You can only adapt to the situation, and the weapon can only be the wand in your hand...and your brain. This is the meaning of the Triwizard Hegemony"
After finishing speaking, Crouch stared at the warriors for a few moments. He seemed to want to say something more, his mouth trembled a few times, and he turned around hastily.
"It's late, everyone go back, I still have some things in my department, although many have been handed over to Wetherby... To be honest, he is a little too enthusiastic...too much"
"Wetherby? Which Wetherby?" Ludo wondered.
"Ah, the one with the red hair"
Ludo rolled his eyes, and then suddenly realized, "Yes, I often call him Wetherby too."
"Ha, let's go back quickly and let the warriors have a good rest." Dumbledore led everyone out of the room, and he glanced back at Eli.
"I thought I'd have something to do with Mr. Hall later, you know"
Leaving such an endless sentence, Dumbledore opened the door and walked out.
As soon as the door was opened, the buzzing sound from outside poured in. Perhaps when Dumbledore announced the final result, the noise would be even louder.
Snape stepped out of the shadows like a viper out of its burrow, and walked up to Harry, glancing at Harry with the lower half of his eyeball.
"Mr. Potter, I really should congratulate you. The trick has been accomplished. But you have to pay more attention, and I hope that you can hand in your homework on time before you die unexpectedly."
Harry looked at Snape with a flushed face, but since he was a professor, it was hard for him to refute.
Snape gouged Harry hard with his eyes, then took a deep look at Eli, and walked out with his robes agitated.
"It's an honor to be a warrior," Cedric walked up, smiling reluctantly at Eli and Harry.
"It's not a good feeling to be forced to take this honor." Eli spread his hands, expressing that he was not interested in participating.
As a time traveler, he has a clear understanding of the competition items.
The first level is to take out a golden egg from the body of a female dragon; the second level is to rescue the hostages from the mermaid; the third level is to go through the maze.
To be honest, these three levels are not too difficult for Eli. If he really wants to fight, even if someone tries to do something, he can still get a few first places.
But the trouble is that it sounds a bit simple to break through the maze, because the Death Eaters have played tricks on this level.
The final trophy has been turned into a Portkey that, if touched, will teleport directly to Riddle's Graveyard.
Voldemort was there.
The second-generation Dark Lord, the most dangerous dark wizard, may be the final test. How to ensure that several contestants will not be killed or sent away because of Voldemort is a difficult task.
Eli looked at the handsome big boy in front of him. He seemed to have died in the last level, and was killed by Wormtail Pettigrew with the Death Curse.
Well, let him escape as much as possible, Eli thought.
Cedric wondered at the sudden look of pity in Eli's eyes.
He's not in a relaxed mood right now. If it's a fight with Krum and Fleur, it's hard to tell the winner, but now that Eli is joining them, they are likely to stand aside.
After Ludo finished speaking, he glanced at Crouch.
The room became quiet, and everyone seemed to be thinking seriously. The five students looked around for a while, and when they saw a few people who could talk, they bowed their heads, and they also learned to bow their heads.
The murals on the wall gave a long yawn, and the long-nosed witch in one mural stepped over her frame to bite the ear of the wizard in another portrait.
Dumbledore looked at Barty Crouch for a while, and Madam Maxim for a while, and then patted Harry and Eli comfortingly.
"It's passable." Madam Maxim's dull voice broke the silence, and everyone raised their heads.
Madam Maxim grasped Fleur's petite but tough shoulders with her huge hands, "As long as it is guaranteed that no school has a unique power, I have no problem."
"Of course not, Professor Maxim," Ludo said to Maxim with a smile. After fighting for so long, he finally found the most possible solution, and he was relieved.
"Since the Goblet of Fire chose these two students, we have no way to defy this great magic item, but at least we can still make other arrangements, the five powers contend for hegemony... I hope there will be no more troubles."
Crouch's harsh voice made his words sound extra depressing, but it kind of set the tone.
Dumbledore still looked so indifferent, as if he had foreseen this ending.
Karkaroff bowed his head and blew his breath, as if disappointed that he hadn't succeeded in starting a bigger incident.
"Who can guarantee that Hogwarts won't help those two students? I mean, mess with our two schools"
"You think so much, Karkaroff. I wonder if you have made any preparations for your contestants, for example, trying to add a few more?"
Moody fixed Karkaroff again with his terrible eye.
Now no one will help Karkarov fight, even Ludo who is afraid of trouble, after all, he finally came up with a solution, whoever tries to overthrow it, it will be difficult for everyone.
Karkaroff rolled his eyes nervously, and put on an upright look, "It's absolutely impossible, the rule of the Triwizard Hegemony is to let the contestants complete it independently!"
"That's great. Since Durmstrang can abide by the rules, I believe Hogwarts will too, and of course Beauxbatons, um... all the contestants", Ludo laughed.
"Since this is the case, at least the matter has been resolved. It's really late, and we should hurry up and tell our five warriors about the precautions." Crouch walked out of the shadows.
He didn't notice it at first, but when Crouch approached, Eli noticed that the director's face was extremely pale.
It was very different from the Quidditch World Cup, when he could be regarded as a young man.
Crouch turned to several young wizards, Eli, Harry, Fleur, Cedric, and Krum all stood together.
Crouch glanced a few haggard eyes at the faces of several spirited warriors, "When you are selected by the Goblet of Fire, it means that you have to compete independently. Although you represent the school, your professors and classmates I am absolutely not allowed to provide you with any help, even in a personal capacity."
"Because of the rules, we must not reveal everything about the competition to you. You can only adapt to the situation, and the weapon can only be the wand in your hand...and your brain. This is the meaning of the Triwizard Hegemony"
After finishing speaking, Crouch stared at the warriors for a few moments. He seemed to want to say something more, his mouth trembled a few times, and he turned around hastily.
"It's late, everyone go back, I still have some things in my department, although many have been handed over to Wetherby... To be honest, he is a little too enthusiastic...too much"
"Wetherby? Which Wetherby?" Ludo wondered.
"Ah, the one with the red hair"
Ludo rolled his eyes, and then suddenly realized, "Yes, I often call him Wetherby too."
"Ha, let's go back quickly and let the warriors have a good rest." Dumbledore led everyone out of the room, and he glanced back at Eli.
"I thought I'd have something to do with Mr. Hall later, you know"
Leaving such an endless sentence, Dumbledore opened the door and walked out.
As soon as the door was opened, the buzzing sound from outside poured in. Perhaps when Dumbledore announced the final result, the noise would be even louder.
Snape stepped out of the shadows like a viper out of its burrow, and walked up to Harry, glancing at Harry with the lower half of his eyeball.
"Mr. Potter, I really should congratulate you. The trick has been accomplished. But you have to pay more attention, and I hope that you can hand in your homework on time before you die unexpectedly."
Harry looked at Snape with a flushed face, but since he was a professor, it was hard for him to refute.
Snape gouged Harry hard with his eyes, then took a deep look at Eli, and walked out with his robes agitated.
"It's an honor to be a warrior," Cedric walked up, smiling reluctantly at Eli and Harry.
"It's not a good feeling to be forced to take this honor." Eli spread his hands, expressing that he was not interested in participating.
As a time traveler, he has a clear understanding of the competition items.
The first level is to take out a golden egg from the body of a female dragon; the second level is to rescue the hostages from the mermaid; the third level is to go through the maze.
To be honest, these three levels are not too difficult for Eli. If he really wants to fight, even if someone tries to do something, he can still get a few first places.
But the trouble is that it sounds a bit simple to break through the maze, because the Death Eaters have played tricks on this level.
The final trophy has been turned into a Portkey that, if touched, will teleport directly to Riddle's Graveyard.
Voldemort was there.
The second-generation Dark Lord, the most dangerous dark wizard, may be the final test. How to ensure that several contestants will not be killed or sent away because of Voldemort is a difficult task.
Eli looked at the handsome big boy in front of him. He seemed to have died in the last level, and was killed by Wormtail Pettigrew with the Death Curse.
Well, let him escape as much as possible, Eli thought.
Cedric wondered at the sudden look of pity in Eli's eyes.
He's not in a relaxed mood right now. If it's a fight with Krum and Fleur, it's hard to tell the winner, but now that Eli is joining them, they are likely to stand aside.
