Chapter 241

The hottest candidate for the Hogwarts warriors is Cedric, and I have to say that the strength of this handsome guy is really good. Especially his Transfiguration, which even a stern person like Professor McGonagall often praised. Not to mention that Cedric has excellent popularity at Hogwarts, and his voice is the highest. Next up is Gryffindor's Angelina, but this girl doesn't have much to say, it's all because of good popularity.

In the silence, there was a strong excitement in the auditorium that could almost be tasted. Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts Warriors, a historic moment that will be written into the history of Hogwarts.

At that moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, the sparks exploded, and tongues of fire leapt high into the air, and Dumbledore grabbed it with swiftness.

"Warriors of Hogwarts: Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore read aloud.

Suddenly, the cheers of the entire auditorium were deafening. Every Hufflepuff student was jumping up and down, screaming and stomping, when Cedric walked past them, smiling brightly, toward the room behind the staff's desk. It's been a long, long time since Hufflepuff has been honored, and this opportunity didn't come easily.

If it weren't for the Goblet of Fire starting to change again, they would have been cheering forever.

"The second Hogwarts Champion is—" Dumbledore glanced at the Slytherin table, "Solim Selwyn!"

Although Solim had a small social circle and didn't interact much with others in Slytherin, the Slytherin students gave Solim enough face on this occasion - mainly Draco and his two henchmen, jumping up and down like three baboons. The other three houses are also very face-saving, at this time there is no difference between houses, everyone is a Hogwarts student.

Solim stood up and calmly walked to the hidden door.

Solim, the faculty lounge on the side of the ballroom, was also the first to visit, but Solim knew exactly what the room was for. Normally, this so-called lounge is used as a warehouse, and some broken desks and chairs are thrown here, and there is a staircase behind this room, and professors sometimes go out of this room instead of squeezing the door with the students.

The room wasn't big, maybe because there were already eight people here, and the fireplace was blazing, and the room was warmer inside than outside.

Most of the people in the room looked a little surprised to see Solim come in, as they realized that Solim was significantly younger than them. Rich and Lemston stood in a dark corner, keeping their distance from the others. Krum stood alone, as did Fleur, who didn't seem to get along well with the two Beauxbatons warriors. Only Cedric came up and warmly congratulated Solim, for Solim, the younger brother Cedric, still knows something, at least Solim is the first in their grade on the annual grade list, from this point of view, Solim's name is not unfamiliar to Hogwarts students.

"I really didn't expect it to be you. "Diggory was so welcoming, outsiders couldn't tell that this was the first time he was talking to Solim.

"Then you should look at him more. A hoarse voice came to mind in the corner, "He won't live long anyway." "

Hearing this, Solim felt sick to his stomach. But he wasn't prepared to say anything to those two people, Solim had already let it go, and the rest was up to each other.

Cedric frowned, and was about to say something for Solim when another person came in the doorway.

But this man looked smaller than Solim - not just in terms of age, the man who came in was the shortest, skinniest in the room. Poor Harry had been malnourished since he was a child, and it was only after arriving at Hogwarts that the food kept up.

"Harry?!" Cedric looked at the man who came in in surprise.

If it comes to Solim, although Cedric didn't expect it, he can still accept it. But Harry...... Although there was a "savior" name there, his academic reputation was not so remarkable - in fact, stripped of his reputation by outsiders, Harry was actually quite an ordinary student.

Harry had just said hello to Solim when another crowd rushed in, filling the small room.

Headmasters of the three schools: Dumbledore, Karkaroff, Maxim, and officials from the Ministry of Magic: Crouch and Bagman.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate you on your success in becoming a Champion recognized by the Goblet of Fire. Crouch said with a blank face.

"But these two are clearly different from us. Fleur said haughtily, "Especially this one—"

She pointed at Harry rudely, "He looks a little malnourished, is he really okay?"

Harry desperately wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and Solim tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Miss Delacour. Their names are spit out of the Goblet of Fire just like yours, which means that they, like you, have made a pact with the Goblet of Fire. Crouch was a little impatient, but answered Fleur's question anyway.

"Hmph, maybe. With a shake of her head, Fleur stopped talking.

"Alright, I think we should give you some guidance now......" Bagman said round, rubbing his hands together as he looked at Crouch on the side, "Come on, Barty, you've memorized the rules." "

"Okay. Crouch took a few steps forward, looking very haggard against the fire. There are two deep shadows under the eyes, and the wrinkled skin is as white as paper.

Harry had seen him at the Quidditch World Cup, but he wasn't like that back then.

"The first project will be completed on November 24 in front of other students and the judging panel. Crouch's tone was flat, as if he were reciting it.

"Warriors are not allowed to ask for or accept any assistance from their teachers in completing their events. When the warrior faces the first round of challenges, the only weapon in his hand is his wand. They won't know about the second project until the first project is over. Due to the high demands of the game and the long duration of the competition, the Warriors did not take the school year exams. "

There was no need for an exam, and the news didn't matter to the two top students, Solim and Cedric, and Harry was very happy when he heard it.

Mr. Crouch turned to look at Dumbledore.

"That's it, do you think it's okay? Albus?"

Crouch's perfunctory attitude is obvious, and everyone can see it.

"Okay," said Dumbledore, looking at Mr. Crouch with a little concern, "don't you really want to stay at Hogwarts tonight, Barty? "

"Come on, Barty, I'm not going to leave here!" Bagman said with great interest, "It's finally happening at Hogwarts, isn't it, it's much more exciting than the office!"

"I disagree, Ludo. Crouch said, his tone revealing his usual impatience. "There's a lot of work to do in the ministry, and you know, I'm not in a department that's just a quiet sports department. "

Bagman was not annoyed when he heard this, but shrugged his shoulders regretfully.

"Well, I think your classmates are waiting for you to go back and celebrate. Dumbledore glanced at Crouch, then at the Warriors, "Just don't make it too late, you know, there's still a normal class tomorrow." "