Chapter 392 Halloween Repertoire

In the room next to the auditorium, portraits of wizards were hung on the walls on both sides, and a fire was burning brightly in the fireplace.

When Ada entered the room, Krum was leaning on the mantelpiece, his face grim. It seems that Krum's face has always been this gloomy look. Maybe it's because becoming famous as a young boy has brought too many troubles?

Ada felt that Krum could communicate more with Harry. Both of them became famous at a young age, both liked Quidditch, and both were seekers. The two of them should have many topics in common.

Fleur stood by the fire to keep warm. She seemed to dislike the cold in Hogwarts, and she looked gloomy. Fleur Delacour turned her head and shook her cascading silver hair.

She said, "I know you, Esmeralda Drizzt, the Rosier daughter."

Krum was stunned for a moment and felt a little strange. His surname was obviously Drizzt, so why was she the daughter of the Rozier family and not the Drizzt family.

"I know you too, Miss Delacour." Ada did not retort, "My cousin whispered your name in my ear all summer."

From the first day she returned to Rozier's house, Ada's label was marked by Rozier's mark. Whether Ada changes her surname or not, she is still the daughter of the Roziers, the daughter of Louis Rozier.

"Mr. Héctor Rozier is a good man," said Fleur Delacour, "but we were not suitable, so I rejected him outright."

This good guy card actually made Ada have a good impression of Fleur. At least she knew that Furong was not playing with Hector's feelings and treating him as her licking dog or spare tire. Such a straightforward refusal is much better than those who delay.

"Thank you, I will advise Héctor and he will be obedient." Ada said.

At this time, the three people in the hut could clearly hear the noise coming from outside, such as "He cheated", "He is only fourteen years old", "This is not fair" and so on.

"What happened?" Krum looked at Ada. This is Hogwarts, and Ada is the owner here. If anything happens, she has to ask the owner first.

Ada walked back to the door, opened the door a crack, stuck her head out to observe, and happened to see Hagrid sitting on the edge.

"Hagrid, Hagrid," Ada called softly. When Hagrid turned to her, she asked, "What's going on? Why did it suddenly become a mess?"

Hagrid's facial features were all tangled, and he said worriedly: "It's Harry, and Harry's name also flew out of the Goblet of Fire."

Ada's eyes widened instantly. She was very unhappy now. The reason why she was unhappy was not because Harry became the fourth warrior and stole her limelight, but because Ada had a bad premonition.

The superficial peace that he had emphasized since the beginning of the school year might no longer be maintained. Harry became a warrior. This was something very unfair to everyone, including himself, the three warriors.

Worry not about scarcity but about inequality. Inequity will give rise to many things, and conflicts that have been suppressed may also break out in advance. Ada suddenly felt that she had made a bad move, and perhaps it was better to just let nature take its course.

Looking at the light source in the auditorium and the twinkling jack-o-lanterns, Ada finally remembered what day it was today, Halloween. Halloween at Hogwarts is roughly equivalent to a day of trouble. Maybe you don’t even need to use the equal sign. It’s not impossible to just draw the equal sign.

After closing the door again, Ada returned to the small room, and both Krum and Fleur looked at her. Ada said: "Something happened that is very unfair to you, but also somewhat fair. There will be a fourth warrior in the Triwizard Tournament."

"That's a funny joke, Miss Drizzt." Fleur thought it was a joke.

"It's not a joke, and the fourth warrior has been chosen, Harry Potter." Ada walked back to the fireplace. She needed the warm flame. I'm afraid things are not that simple.

"This is unfair." Krum said solemnly, "This is against sportsmanship."

"This is indeed unfair, and unfair to your two schools, because there may be two warriors in Hogwarts." Ada stretched out her hands to warm the fire, "But Harry is only fourteen years old, so for you For me, this is a bit of a relief.”

But in terms of age and grade, Krum and Fleur had an absolute advantage. Harry was only in fourth grade and had never even taken the ordinary wizard level exam, and Ada was only in sixth grade and had just taken the exam.

Although there is not a huge difference between the age of fourteen and the age of seventeen, it can be seen from the prohibition of underage wizards from casting spells outside school that there is still a big gap between the two.

But Harry is not an ordinary person. He is Harry Pott, a person with a high degree of unexpectedness. Who knows what kind of performance he can bring? After all, Harry was the one who could pick up the Avatar at the age of one.

The door was opened at this time, and Harry walked in very embarrassed. Harry lowered his head, not knowing how to explain what had just happened, especially how to face Ada.

"Look up, Harry, it's not you who did the wrong thing." Ada said from the fireplace, "I don't think you can cheat the age line and the Goblet of Fire on your own."

Krum and Fleur also wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it. This matter was indeed unfair to them. They wanted to say a few harsh words, but they didn't know whether they should say it to Harry.

Busy footsteps sounded in the room, and Ludo Bagman walked into the room first. He grabbed Harry excitedly, as if he thought it would be interesting for one more person to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

Others also came in, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and Barty Crouch, as well as Durmstrang's Karkaroff and Beauxbatons' Lady Maxime.

Before the door to the room closed, the hum of discussion in the auditorium came clearly.

Like a wronged child, Fleur walked to Ms. Maxim's side. The arrogant Madame Maxime was obviously dissatisfied, and she loudly questioned Dumbledore and Barty Crouch.

Similarly, Karkaroff was also very dissatisfied. He even pointed the finger at Hogwarts, believing that Hogwarts was cheating because the organizer actually had two contestants.

Ms. Maxim and Karkaroff chattered endlessly, shouting about unfairness and re-election. Snape couldn't tell the difference between the inside and the outside, so he put all the blame on Harry.

Dumbledore ignored them and asked Harry a few questions to confirm that Harry had not in any way thrown his name into the Goblet of Fire.

"He lied!" Ms. Maxim said loudly, and the tall female principal slapped a chandelier away. It didn't belong to her family anyway, so she didn't feel bad at all.

"There's no way he's crossed that age line," snapped Professor McGonagall. "I'm sure we all agree on that -"

"Dumbledore must have got that line wrong," Madam Maxime said, shrugging.

"Of course, that's possible," Dumbledore said politely.

Ada suddenly walked up to Professor McGonagall and said: "Excuse me, Ms. Maxim, why don't you let Professor Dumbledore draw another line and let us four warriors try again. Let's draw it as twenty years old. Okay, let’s see who among the four of us can walk in, what do you think?”

Draw an age line again, the age line that exceeds the age of the players, which school's warriors cannot enter, and which school is embarrassed.

"You..." Ms. Maxim was at a loss for words. Of course she knew that there was nothing wrong with Dumbledore's age line. She was just using the topic to see if she could not gain some benefits for Fleur in the project.

Ada glared at Snape fiercely. No wonder Slytherin couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside. It turned out that the upper beam was crooked and the lower beam was crooked. Their headmaster had such bad character.

Professor McGonagall grabbed Ada and blocked her behind him, fearing that Ada would say something unpleasant. Professor McGonagall knew Ada very well. If she suddenly fell ill and acted strangely, what she might say would be very heartbreaking!

"The professors are talking, why are you talking so much as a student! Who do you think you are?" Karkaroff roared loudly, "Is this how you teach students at Hogwarts?"

Professor McGonagall increased the strength of her hands to prevent Ada from jumping out. Professor McGonagall said: "You don't need to know how Hogwarts teaches students. Don't worry, you will know who she is soon!"

Dumbledore looked at Barty and said, "It's up to you, Barty."

"We must abide by the charter. The charter clearly stipulates that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition." Barty Crouch said.

However, Ms. Maxim and Karkaroff still refused to give in. They proposed to appeal to the International Federation of Wizards and threatened to withdraw from the competition.

Ada, who likes to quarrel with others, was watched by Professor McGonagall and refused to allow her to interrupt. The situation seemed to be developing towards a disadvantageous situation for Hogwarts. At this moment, there was a thumping sound of prosthetic legs on the ground, and Moody came.

"Don't bluff here, Karkaroff!" Moody roared, limping towards the crowd, "Don't you understand what a magic contract is? Besides, it's good for you, isn't it!"

"Advantageous?" Karkaroff said, "I'm afraid I can't understand what you mean, Moody." Karkaroff seemed a little afraid of Moody, and his toughness was all pretended by him.

"Harry Potter is only fourteen," said Moody. "Obviously someone wants him to play."

"This way, Hogwarts will have two chances and the probability of winning will be even greater!" Ms. Maxim said.

Moody suddenly laughed, with a very contemptuous smile, and said: "No, no, you don't think your students can't even compare to fourteen-year-old Harry Potter, do you?"

Ada also looked at Moody, his scarred face was full of sinister anger and ridicule. However, Ada felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

"The person who should complain the most didn't complain, but you guys kept talking here. How interesting!" Moody said gruffly, "You three are trying to bring glory to the school and yourself. But Harry, it's very interesting." Obviously, someone wants him to die on the field!"

After he finished speaking, there was an extremely tense silence, and they argued for a long time. They were all trying to make money for their school, but no one cared about Harry Potter. Yes, after all, he is not a student of his own school.

Even students from his own school may not show concern, such as Snape. Of course, it's also possible that Snape was so good at acting that no one else noticed.

Everyone in the room knew there was no way Harry would put his name into the Goblet of Fire, and that he was chosen to be a warrior, full of intrigue. But in the face of interests, they ignored this conspiracy.

Karkaroff wants to refute and prove that this is just Moody's delusion; Ms. Maxim also hopes that Moody can provide evidence instead of just talking.

The three of them were so noisy that no one else could even get in the middle of the conversation.

"Enough!" Dumbledore said, "If any of you has a better solution, I am willing to listen. If not, then shut up and accept the result."