Chapter 182: toss

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"child……"

Seeing this, Dumbledore reminded Cowen in a low voice.

Nodded in response, then Kewen pointed his wand toward the wall of fire, canceling the effect of the spell, and quickly extinguishing the wall of fire.

Facing the extinguished wall of fire, several Ministry personnel hesitated for a moment before they bite the bullet and walked across the field.

Not daring to look at Cowen's expression, a few people rushed to Barty Crouch Jr., then picked up each other and hurriedly walked towards the exit channel.

Under the leadership of Minister Fudge, the other members of the Ministry of Magic had their heads drooped, leaving the arena one after another in silence, and soon disappeared to the side of the stand aisle.

Seeing this, Dumbledore raised his hand and patted Harry on the shoulder, then grabbed the opponent's arm and led Harry to Cowen.

"Child! I want to thank you!"

Dumbledore said in a low voice, before waiting for Cowen to respond, he immediately faced the audience and said loudly: "As I said just now, the two warriors not only successfully passed the Triwizard Tournament, but also It was a concerted effort to completely eliminate the Dark Lord—Voldemort!"

"Now, the era of the Dark Lord is completely over! It is completely a thing of the past! Everyone!"

Dumbledore paused for a moment, and finally no longer suppressed the smile on his face, and said loudly, "Congratulations! Cheers--"

coax--

The students had little knowledge of the world, so under Dumbledore's inducing declaration, they immediately put all their previous fears behind, and cheered and screamed.

Those adults are different. Although they are all laughing and applauding, there are not many people who really feel happy in their hearts.

Most people were secretly looking at Cowen's every move, with worry hidden in their eyes.

Of course, Kewen knows how to perceive words and colors.

Strong eyesight made him see the looks of those adults.

In this regard, he could only sigh secretly in his heart.

He wondered if he had gone too far. He wanted everyone to see his insult and disdain for Voldemort. He wanted to make everyone realize that Voldemort was not as scary as they thought.

He wanted to dispel the fear of Voldemort in everyone's hearts.

However, the results are different from the assumptions in my mind. Are these British people mentally ill? How can they transfer their fear of Voldemort to him?

Is it necessary to leave a shadow of fear in the heart, can these talents live normally? Can't live without fear of other people?

Can't afford to support Doo?

With a tired sigh, Covin simply stopped paying attention to the attitudes of those people. Anyway, it was an existence that had nothing to do with him. It would be the same as the love.

Just after sighing secretly, I suddenly felt a palm on my shoulder.

Turning his head, it turned out that it was Professor Snape.

With some bloodshot eyes, Snape looked directly into Cowen's eyes and said without any hesitation: "Thank you...Thank you, Cowen!"

Raising his hand, dropping his hand, and patted Cowen on the shoulder twice again, Snape suddenly turned and walked quickly to the auditorium, standing with Professor Flitwick and the others.

It's rare to see Snape this big bat without being arrogant for the first time, and Cowen couldn't help but suddenly laughed.

Snape is gone, Professor McGonagall is here.

The old lady came to the front very excitedly and hugged Kewen hard.

Raising his hand and gently touching the back of Kewen's head, Professor McGonagall said in a trembling tone: "Good boy! Good boy! I want to thank you for everyone! Well done! I will always feel for you. pride!"

Letting go of Kewen, Professor McGonagall's eyes were full of pride, and he kept looking at Kewen seemingly not enough.

Suddenly thinking of something, Professor McGonagall quickly turned his head and said to Harry kindly, "Of course, there is also you Harry! You also did a very right thing!"

Harry managed to squeeze a smile, and then a confused look appeared on his face again.

Seeing this, Dumbledore immediately gave Professor McGonagall a wink.

When Professor McGonagall stepped forward and took Harry to comfort him, Dumbledore took two steps forward with ease and came to Cowen.

Laughing and scanning the surrounding auditorium, looking at the crowd celebrating excitedly, Dumbledore said with a smile and said, "I have to say thank you again! Thank you kid! You did it...almost. Things that no one can do!"

"It's also caused you a lot of trouble." Kewen smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "After that, I am afraid that the Ministry of Magic will inevitably have to toss a few more times."

"They can't represent everyone, trust me."

Dumbledore said with an indifferent tone, and said with a smile: "You just have to enjoy your glory with peace of mind. I will take care of the rest."

"All right……"

Dumbledore looked up at the sky, and then said: "It's too late. I'd better announce the result of the game as soon as possible. Congratulations, our Mr. Champion."

"It's Harry." Cowan explained with a smile: "According to the rules of the game, Harry was the first to touch the trophy."

"No." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Harry won't admit it, he knows who is the real uncrowned king."

After speaking, without waiting for Cowen to say anything, Dumbledore immediately smiled and walked over to the referee's stand.

No surprise, Dumbledore finally announced the end of the Triwizard Tournament, and the final champion was Kewen.

After the previous celebration, except for a small number of people who are still a little wary and fearful of Cowen, most of them have already turned their heads.

Therefore, they dispelled their previous fears of Kewen, returned to their normal attitudes, and offered cheers and applause to the champion of Kewen.

Throughout the night, the inside of the castle was brightly lit.

Except for Gryffindor College, which is celebrating Cowen's victory, people in other colleges can only celebrate Voldemort's defeat because they can't get in touch with Cowen.

This kind of celebration lasted for two days, and on the third day it ended because of an accident.

At breakfast on the third day, a large group of Aurors from the Ministry of Magic stormed into the academy.

Minister Fudge took a short and fat female cron who was dressed in pink and was protected by a group of Aurors and walked into the hall of the auditorium, waving his hands to disperse the Aurors, as if they were in control.

"Cornelli Fudge!" Dumbledore got up quickly from the professor's seat, and asked with a majestic look in his eyes: "You come to the college in this posture! What are you planning to do!?"

"Don't you know what I am doing? Dumbledore!"

The many Aurors behind him gave Minister Fudge great confidence, so he scanned the students with gloomy eyes, and after a cold snort, he said loudly: "I'm here to take away the suspect, Covin Quinn! General! He handed it over! Go back to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation with me!"

"Fudge Connelly!" Dumbledore snapped, "How dare you!"

Following Dumbledore's shout, all the professors got up almost at the same time, staring sternly at Minister Fudge.

Even Mrs. Maxim of ‘Boothbaton’s School of Witchcraft and Wizardry’ stood up and looked down at Fudge.

"Are you trying to rebel!?"

Minister Fudge hadn't spoken yet, the short, fat, mean-looking pink old woman beside him suddenly opened her mouth, yelling in a shrill voice: "Are you planning to attack the law enforcement officers of the Ministry of Magic!? Do you plan to block Hogwarts by our Ministry of Magic!?"

"Well said! Umbridge!"

Minister Fudge looked frantic and stepped forward and said loudly: "Whoever dares to attack law enforcement officers, I swear to imprison him in'Azkaban'! And seal the academy under his feet!"

The students' uproar suddenly sounded in the auditorium, filled with righteous indignation.

"Quiet--"

Dumbledore suppressed the buzzing sound with the amplification curse, and then yelled at Minister Fudge in anger, "What reason did you come to ask for!? What crime did Cowan commit!?"

"He... he carried out an illegal attack on an important criminal of the Ministry of Magic!"

Minister Fudge exclaimed triumphantly: "This seriously interferes with the Ministry of Magic's interrogation of criminals! It interferes with the Ministry of Magic's pursuit of Death Eaters! So! I..."

"You say one more thing to try?"

Kewen's voice suddenly sounded from behind Minister Fudge. He unexpectedly temporarily added a "phantom body curse" to himself, and walked behind Fudge without hiding everyone's sight.

Fudge jerked sharply, turned around quickly, and looked at Kewen who had suddenly appeared in horror.

"You, what are you going to do!" Fudge exclaimed sternly: "Did you not hear what I said just now!? Do you want'Hogwarts' to be closed by me!?"

Corvin raised his head and glanced at Dumbledore with a slightly helpless look.

Then he lowered his head, squinted slightly, and looked down at Fudge, who lowered his head.

Looking directly at the other party for a long while, Kewen suddenly chuckled, and then said to the other party: "Trust me."

Fudge took the courage, but his voice seemed unassuming and asked: "You, what do I believe in you?"

"Trust me, Voldemort's maggot is absolutely not dangerous to me."

Kewen showed a trembling smile ~www.wuxiaspot.com~While stepping back slowly, he said, "You can try it and see how much revenge you will be met by my new demon king." ."

"Retaliation, revenge..." Fudge whispered, crying, and then immediately screamed: "You heard it!? He is threatening me! Get him caught!"

The Aurors brought by Fudge today were basically his more obedient subordinates. Therefore, after hearing Fudge's order, many Aurors took out their wands and pointed them at Corvin.

Kewen didn't look at those people.

He just stared at Fudge, who was about to collapse, and showed an unclear smile again.

As many of the Aurors' wands lit up with dim light, Cowen suddenly pressed his right hand on his left wrist.

The ‘door key’ bracelet under the cuff was activated, and his figure was suddenly teleported and disappeared.

Fudge stared at the empty space where Cowen had disappeared, suddenly choked, and sat back on the ground, his eyes murmured: "God..."