Chapter 272 Age Line
Facing the inquiring gazes of the crowd, Dumbledore glanced at the students below the stage before continuing:
"This is to avoid students who are not yet of age becoming overconfident."
"I set an age limit. No one under the age of seventeen can pass it."
Dumbledore looked at the students' changing expressions, and his voice suddenly became extremely serious and low:
“Here, I want every student running for office to take notice.”
"This competition is no joke! Don't participate without being prepared."
"Once you are chosen by the Goblet of Fire, it will form a contract with you that you must obey."
"The chosen warriors will have no right to regret or retreat, they can only fight with all they have."
Dumbledore pointed at the thin golden thread on the ground, glanced at Wright who was hiding in the crowd unconsciously, and said slowly:
“This is not a constraint, but a screening and protection!”
"All students who have not reached the age limit will not be able to cross it and put their names into the Goblet of Fire."
After setting the age line and explaining the precautions, Dumbledore directly announced the end of the banquet.
Old Batistuta, Ludo, as well as referees such as Karkaroff and Makdom, all stepped forward to check diligently.
While the judges were checking the age line, Dumbledore opened and closed his mouth gently, as if he was whispering.
At this moment, Wright, who was watching in the crowd, suddenly felt silence around him.
Suddenly, Dumbledore's gentle voice called out to me:
"I hope you can come here tonight at midnight!"
After he finished speaking, Dumbledore's voice disappeared, and Wright felt that his surroundings were bustling again.
"This is 'close your ears and listen'!"
"Block out all the other sounds I hear so that I can only hear him talking!"
"What a high-end technique, or will there be a venue blessing for him in Hogwarts?"
After receiving the message, Wright glanced at Dumbledore who was quietly waiting for the referees not far away.
Although Wright didn't know why the man suddenly asked him out, he still nodded slightly to indicate that he agreed to the date.
When Dumbledore saw that Light agreed, he nodded imperceptibly.
After the referees carefully checked and confirmed the magic effect that was set up, even they could not break the limit.
Then, under the leadership of Dumbledore, they left the hall together.
As soon as the referees left, the auditorium suddenly became extremely lively.
All the students who had not reached the age limit gathered around the age line and began to test it out.
While testing, they had a heated discussion about the Goblet of Fire that could select warriors, as well as the possible candidates for the warriors.
"Don't look at it, there are so many people!"
"If there is a way to break through the limitations of magic, it's not a good idea to use it now. Let's go back!"
After saying this, Wright pulled Harry and Ron, who were staring blankly at the Goblet of Fire, and followed Hermione back to the common room.
On the way back, Harry looked at the nonchalant Wright and couldn't help asking:
"Wright, don't you want to participate? You don't seem to care at all."
Wright tilted his head, looked at Harry and said seriously:
"I don't want to participate. It feels like a child's play, really!"
When Ron heard Wright's speech, his face flushed and he said excitedly, "How can it be like playing house?"
"This is a great honor. If you win, you will not only become famous, but also get a bonus."
Seeing Ron's expression of almost drooling, Hermione couldn't stand it anymore and retorted:
"Don't even think about it. The magic set up by Dumbledore has been certified by the judges. We can't break it."
"Besides, the principal also said that such competitions are very dangerous and should not be participated in casually."
Compared to Wright's arrogance, and Harry and Ron who were intoxicated by fantasy, Hermione seemed more rational.
Ron naturally would not give up and started to debate with Hermione...
The few of them quarreled all the way back to the lounge.
Not long after, the young wizards who had failed in their first attempt to break through the defense line returned from the auditorium dejectedly.
Even late at night, the little lions of Gryffindor were encouraged by George and Fred.
There was no sign of sleepiness at all. They gathered together to discuss how to break through Dumbledore's defensive magic.
It was almost midnight when the students, who had racked their brains, returned to their dormitories yawning and resting.
At twelve o'clock midnight in the Gryffindor dormitory, Wright quietly got up from the bed.
After carefully changing into combat-friendly clothes, he opened the door and walked toward the auditorium.
There was no surprise, the entire castle was silent at this time.
Arriving smoothly into the hallway, Wright approached the wooden goblet burning with blue and white flames.
This cup is inconspicuous, with an extremely rough wood texture on the surface, like a work casually carved by a novice carpenter.
The leaping blue-white flames inside were not scorching hot, and Wright, who was outside the age line, could even feel a slight chill.
Just as Wright was looking at the Goblet of Fire, a clear and gentle voice came from behind him:
"You're not going to participate?"
"If it were you, there would be no problem with either the age line or the choice of the Goblet of Fire."
Without even turning his head, Wright continued to look at the Goblet of Fire and said casually, "Not interested!"
"I have no intention of getting involved in these children's playful things."
It seemed that Wright didn't expect him to say that, and the voice behind him stopped for a long time and did not appear again.
Just when Wright began to get impatient, the voice sounded again:
"Ludo Bagman has been controlled by you!"
Hearing this firm question, Wright did not panic, but boldly asked back:
"Is it that obvious?"
"In order to reduce the risk of being discovered, I deliberately used the techniques of contract magic."
"I put a lot of effort into blocking other people's perception!"
"Can you tell me how you discovered this, Professor?"
Dumbledore walked out of the darkness, stood in the moonlight, stared at Wright with a casual expression, and said slowly:
"Not really. I just felt a little bit of a strange aura when I came into contact with him."
"Although it's hidden very deeply, it's too special. I've only seen it once, so I came to ask you!"
"No one can sense a problem except me. You are doing very well from a magical point of view."
“So, don’t worry!”
"I see. It seems I still need to make a more in-depth transformation."
Wright, who didn't expect the problem to lie in his unique smell, smacked his lips helplessly.
Seeing that Wright pretended not to know what he meant, Dumbledore did not try to hide it and pointed it out directly:
"Wright, can you tell me why you want to control him?"
"I hope we can be honest with each other to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
