#712 - Complete chaos, Dumbledore is about to be beaten

"It's her, Ron!"

Harry shouted towards Ron, seeing that the person selected by the Goblet of Fire was Fleur.

In everyone's sight, the girl, who closely resembled a Veela, elegantly stood up, flicked her silvery hair, and confidently and lightly walked between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

"Many people are disappointed."

Hermione said to the two amidst the clamor.

Harry nodded, but he thought the word "disappointed" was too mild.

Two girls who hadn't been chosen were in tears, burying their heads in their arms, crying sadly.

After Fleur Delacour also entered the room next door, the hall quieted down again.

This time, the silence was filled with a strong sense of anticipation and excitement that seemed almost palpable.

Next, it would be the turn of the Hogwarts champion.

In the expectant gazes of everyone, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and sparks flew.

Tongues of flame soared high into the air, and Dumbledore reached out and pulled the third piece of parchment from the tip of the flame.

"The Hogwarts champion..."

Dumbledore looked at the content on the parchment in surprise, and after a long while, he said: "It's Raven Patrick!"

The sound in the hall went silent!

There was no applause, and everyone seemed to be stunned.

Professor McGonagall and Snape both had shocked expressions, and Professor McGonagall even stood up abruptly.

Raven was clearly not seventeen years old yet, so how could the Goblet of Fire have chosen her?

Could it be that Raven used cheating methods to put her name into the Goblet of Fire?!

Diana and Mera, who were sitting with Peter, exchanged glances, seeing the incredulity in each other's eyes.

Raven, that rascal, really knows how to cause trouble!

Gwen, on the other hand, didn't mind the excitement and applauded vigorously, shouting towards the calm-faced Raven as she clapped: "Cool, Raven, you are the most amazing female champion!"

Peter glanced at his eldest daughter, then sat up straight, with an expression that said, 'I don't know anything'.

The students below the stage were initially paused, but then immediately erupted into a buzzing sound.

Raven, who was being watched by everyone, had a calm expression, as if this matter had nothing to do with her at all.

Professor Dumbledore gazed at Raven, looking at her composed expression, then leaned over and whispered to Peter: "Mr. Patrick, perhaps you can explain."

"No, actually, I don't know what happened."

Peter said with an unchanged expression.

In fact, he really didn't know what method Raven used to get chosen by the Goblet of Fire.

After hearing Peter's words, the expression on Dumbledore's face changed slightly.

Then he coughed and called out to Raven: "Miss Patrick, please come up here."

Raven raised her head, glanced at Peter, then lowered her head and quickly walked towards the passage between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

"Alright, Miss Patrick, to that door."

Raven nodded and walked into the room where the other two champions were.

"Although there were some unexpected occurrences in the middle, all of our champions have been selected, next..."

But Dumbledore stopped speaking the next second.

Because another piece of parchment floated out of the Goblet of Fire.

After a long period of silence, Dumbledore stared at the slip of paper in his hand, his face full of disbelief.

"Harry Potter!"

Harry was sitting in his seat, realizing that everyone in the hall had turned their heads to look at him, and he was immediately stunned in place, his mind blank!

No, no, he must be dreaming, he must have heard wrong!

He certainly didn't put his name into the Goblet of Fire.

Harry himself felt that the discussions were like countless angry bees buzzing.

Some students stood on their chairs to get a better look at Harry.

Harry himself, being stared at by so many eyes, sat stiffly in his seat, as if his body had been frozen.

Professor McGonagall, who had just sat down, stood up again on the main seat and quickly walked past Ludo Bagman and Professor Karkaroff.

Walking to Dumbledore's side, she bent down and whispered urgently in Professor Dumbledore's ear.

Headmaster Dumbledore listened attentively, nodding frequently as he listened.

Harry, in a stunned state, turned to look at Ron and Hermione.

The students at the long Gryffindor table behind him all opened their mouths wide, looking at him with complicated gazes.

"I... I didn't put my name in," Harry said, somewhat at a loss.

"Hermione, Ron, you know... you know I wouldn't do that!"

Now that Raven had been selected, he knew he was definitely no match for her, and he didn't want to be the champion.

Moreover, he had absolutely not cheated!

Ron and Hermione also had bewildered expressions, staring blankly at him.

On the main seat, Professor Dumbledore straightened up and nodded to Professor McGonagall.

"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore shouted loudly at Harry again.

"Potter, please come up here!"

"Go on, Harry!" Hermione recovered and said softly, gently pushing Harry's body.

Harry stood up blankly, stepped on the hem of his robe, and stumbled slightly.

Under the gaze of everyone, Harry followed the path Raven had taken before, walking forward along the passage between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables.

His heart pounding wildly, he felt that the road seemed particularly long, and the main seat seemed forever out of reach.

Walking on the passage, he felt hundreds and thousands of eyes, all staring at him, as if each eye was a dazzling searchlight.

The "buzzing" discussions of the students became louder and louder.

As if a whole day had passed, Harry finally walked up to Dumbledore.

It seemed that the eyes of all the teachers, and Mr. Peter, were fixed on him.

"Well... you go into that door, Potter."

Dumbledore told him to enter the champion's hut.

Harry nodded and walked into the hut with a dazed expression.

Dumbledore was about to announce the end of the champion selection, but he didn't expect the flames to turn red again, and another piece of parchment flew out.

Grabbing the parchment, Dumbledore's expression was very interesting at this time.

Holding the parchment, he hesitated for a long time before opening it, and his brows furrowed tightly when he saw the name on it.

"Tom Patrick!"

Hearing that someone else had been selected as a champion, and from Hogwarts, everyone was no longer calm.

Madam Maxime and Professor Karkaroff stood up angrily.

How could they play this game?

Your school has already produced three champions, do we still need to compete?

Hearing that Tom had become the fifth champion in the Triwizard Tournament, the students began to discuss again.

Peter gently picked up the glass of wine beside him and continued to pretend that he didn't know anything.

Tom, like Raven, stood up with peace of mind.

Since everyone was cheating, he didn't need to feel guilty.

Anyway, his ultimate goal was to defeat Raven and Loki, Mark, and Harry Potter, and bonuses and reputation were not very important to him.

"Tom, come here."

After Dumbledore reacted, he asked Tom to come up.

Although he was a little shocked that the Goblet of Fire would choose so many champions, the process had to continue.

Tom stood up and whispered to Peter, "Dad, I'll go first," then walked towards the passage.

It's finally over now, right?

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief and was about to announce the end of the champion selection, but he didn't expect the flames in the Goblet of Fire to flash, and another piece of parchment flew out.

Dumbledore, whose face became somewhat unsightly, looked at the name on it.

"Mark Patrick!"

Hearing that it was Hogwarts again, and still someone from the Patrick family, Madam Maxime and Professor Karkaroff were completely furious.

The two disregarded the order of the scene and directly approached Headmaster Dumbledore to question him.

The Hogwarts students were also booing.

Especially the Hufflepuff students, since the other three houses had representatives, why didn't their house have one?

Now it was no longer a competition between Hogwarts and the other two schools, but a battle for the reputation of the houses.

"Hufflepuff! Hufflepuff!" The Hufflepuff students clamored and shouted loudly.

"Quiet!" Professor Dumbledore signaled everyone to be quiet, but he was quickly surrounded by Madam Maxime and Professor Karkaroff.

"What exactly does this mean, Dumbledore!" Madam Maxime questioned angrily.

"I'd like to know that too, Dumbledore," Professor Karkaroff said with an icy expression, his blue eyes as cold as ice.

"Hogwarts has four champions? I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school could have four champions -- or didn't I read those regulations carefully enough?"

"This is impossible!" Madam Maxime glared at him, her large hand, adorned with many ornate rings, waving, "Hogwarts cannot have four champions, it is extremely unfair."

Just as he finished speaking about four champions, another piece of parchment floated out in front of her.

In Madam Maxime's shocked gaze, Dumbledore grabbed the parchment, coughed, and said to the other party: "You're right, Hogwarts doesn't have four champions, now it has five."

Then he turned his gaze towards Loki.

"Loki Patrick!"

Hearing Dumbledore call out the name of the fifth Hogwarts champion, the crowd made an even louder uproar.

The Hufflepuff students cheered loudly, as if they had won.

Cedric, sitting among the Hufflepuff students, clapped along with the surrounding students.

While happy for his friend Loki, he was also a little regretful.

He had put his name in, but he didn't expect to be selected.

At this time, the hall was completely plunged into chaos because Loki was selected!