Chapter 313 The End of the Goblet of Fire

Chapter 313 The End of the Goblet of Fire
A complex emotion of unwillingness and fear arose in Harry's heart.

"No, it's impossible...I'm the champion...it must be..." Harry murmured. He suddenly raised his head, reached out with his hands, and grasped the handles on both sides of the Goblet of Fire tightly at the same time.

The Goblet of Fire remained unchanged in Harry's hands, without any change.

At this time, Bagman also reacted. He raised his wand and pointed it at the Goblet of Fire, and said quickly in an inaudible whisper: "Extinguish it, Goblet of Fire!"

The blue flame dancing on the Goblet of Fire gradually weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was about to be extinguished.

Sudden--

The rim of the Goblet of Fire made a "bang" sound, and tongues of fire were erupted upwards that were comparable to the breath of a giant dragon. A golden light flashed faintly around the goblet. Harry felt a strong force coming from his chest, as if he was being pushed hard by a troll's wooden club. When the hammer hit him, his whole body was blown away like a kite with its string cut off, and then his vision went black and he fell unconscious.

"Harry! -" Mrs. Weasley and Ron screamed, and they hurried to Harry's side to check on his condition.

Bagman stood there blankly, looking at a loss.

Dumbledore's beard twitched slightly, and he sighed softly. He, who had always been resourceful and strategizing, was also a little tired. He always felt that one wave was coming after another, as if he had planned to fight against Glinde, who had the power of prophecy. Wodu had never felt like this before.

He pointed his wand at his throat again and shouted: "Quiet, please be quiet."

He walked to the podium, put his head close to the Goblet of Fire and observed it carefully. After a while, he raised his head and continued: "Because there was an accident during the game, the referees were unable to determine the winner of tonight's game - according to the rules , the first Harry Potter to return from the maze with the Goblet of Fire is undoubtedly the best candidate we all agree on..."

After all, it was the respected Dumbledore who spoke. Even if the young wizards disagreed with his words, most of them would choose to respect Dumbledore and still listen to him quietly. Although, there were still scattered boos in the Slytherin audience.

"However, unfortunately, Harry does not seem to be the champion recognized by the Goblet of Fire. Therefore, he was also affected by the magical backlash attached to the Goblet of Fire-" Dumbledore turned his head to the Gryffindor audience and said: "Don't worry, he was not really injured. He will recover as long as he rests for a night-" Dumbledore paused before continuing: "Come down, let's ask another warrior from tonight's game to come up. Please Everyone gives you a round of applause - Sherlyn Malfoy!"

It's hard to say what Xie Lin was feeling at the moment.

Although he was a little unwilling before, he was actually ready to lose the championship honor - after all, his performance in the Triwizard Tournament was there. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that among the four warriors, Xie Lin was the one who deserved the title. The strongest man who has ever returned, if losing a symbolic championship does any damage to his reputation, it is estimated to be quite limited.

This recovery came so quickly that he felt nothing now.

Xie Lin adjusted his wizard robe, with a usual smile on his face, and strolled up to the award podium - no excited roar, no excited scream, no wanton publicity, it seemed that this was what he deserved, so Of course.

The sound of cheering came from the high stands and resounded throughout the deep sky.

Schelling strode to the Goblet of Fire, closed his eyes, and reached out to touch the Goblet of Fire.

The Goblet of Fire let out a clear whistle, and the mouth of the cup suddenly emitted a dazzling orange-red light. Two extremely magnificent colorful light feathers shot from the mouth of the cup into the air, spraying out a fountain of light.

It was obviously dark at this moment, and the magnificent and fantastic light of the Goblet of Fire enveloped the entire venue. The world fell into an ethereal psychedelic state in an instant, like a fairyland. It's coming again... Dumbledore's beard is trembling. Although his heart is not broken at this moment, it is almost there - can't this little guy not show off for a day?

Fudge, Ms. Maxim, and Karkaroff on the referee's bench stood up at the same time, staring at the glorious Goblet of Fire with their mouths open.

Is this fucking magic still?
The little wizards in the audience all exclaimed in shock, intoxicated by the light of the Goblet of Fire in front of them.

"It's so beautiful..." Astoria said infatuatedly, immediately gaining recognition from Zhang Qiu, Susan, and Murray beside her.

"This is the bond between the warrior and the golden cup... It's legendary..." Luna said words that were difficult for others to understand as if she was dreaming. But at this moment, everyone was immersed in the colorful light, and no one paid attention to what she said. something.

The light of the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned to a faint milky white color and gradually dimmed.

The flame on the rim of the cup disappeared without anyone noticing.

Dumbledore nodded to Bagman.

Bagman pointed his wand at his throat and said loudly: "Let us congratulate Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry again - Sherlyn Malfoy!"

Thunderous applause sounded again.

"This Triwizard Tournament lasted for eight months and achieved a successful result with the strong support of the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards." Bagman certainly did not forget to publicize his achievements for the Ministry of Magic. "During the competition, the warriors of each magic school Fully carrying forward the spirit of not being afraid of strong opponents, striving to be the first, and achieving both project results and spiritual civilization, I would like to express my warmest congratulations to all the warriors!”

Immediately afterwards, he encouraged and praised the participating warriors: "The competition field was filled with a tense, fierce, friendly, and festive atmosphere. The warriors all fought hard and gave full play to their high-level magic. They performed well in the competition and excelled in the competition." style.”

Eleanor, who had recovered, beamed with admiration and was not sad that she did not win the trophy.

Katarina Munroe's face was very complicated. This time, her family took action for the agreement made by the Walpurgis Knights. Not only did the mission fail, but they offended the Malfoy family and ultimately gained nothing. This made her feel a little bit Frustrated, but also relieved that this event has finally come to an end.

The all-rounded Bagman did not forget the credit of the referees: "In addition to the hard work of the Ministry of Magic, we should not forget Professor Dumbledore, Ms. Maxim, and Professor Karkaroff who represent the three schools respectively. They are meticulous. , conscientiously and responsibly stick to their posts, all of which fully demonstrate the spirit of unity and self-improvement in the magic community. Here, on behalf of all the wizards who care about the Triwizard Cup, I would like to express my cordial greetings and sincere thanks to the referees.”

He finally concluded: "Now I declare that this Triwizard Tournament has concluded successfully! Let's meet again in five years!"

Listening to Bagman's impassioned speech, everyone's eyes were focused on Schelling alone. The reporters completely ignored Bagman and kept flashing the camera's spotlight on Schelling on the podium.

In the shadow of a corner where no one noticed, Mrs. Weasley and Ron struggled to put Harry on the imaginary stretcher. Then Mrs. Weasley used a floating spell to lift the unconscious Harry, and the three of them headed towards the school hospital. The direction was staggering step by step.

As for what happened to the famous savior Harry Potter, for the first time, no one cared at all...

(End of this chapter)