In everyone's surprised eyes, Harry Potter dragged his heavy steps to the lounge behind. Principal Dumbledore gathered with the other principals to discuss.

Soon, several principals discussed a charter, and then Professor Dumbledore took several other principals, professors and officials from the Ministry of Magic to the teacher's lounge in the rear.

Seeing this abnormal situation, the auditorium suddenly exploded, and almost everyone was discussing with nearby classmates about Harry, an unexpected contestant.

The Granger brother and sister were no exception at this time. They seemed to be listening quietly to the discussions of their classmates around them. But in fact, they connected their souls to the perspective of enterprises and Venetto in the Admiral Network.

As Hogwarts's security staff and the guardian who guarded the auditorium gate last night, the company was naturally called to participate in the discussion.

"It's so bizarre!" From Veneto's perspective, Ludo Bagman was the first to rush into the small house, then stepped forward and pinched Harry's arm hard, and muttered in a low voice.

"Absolutely bizarre! Three gentlemen... ladies." He walked to the fireside and said to the other three, "Please allow me to introduce it-although it seems incredible-this is the fourth warrior in the Triumph!"

Silence immediately enveloped the room, and finally the Warriors broke the silence with the older female Fleur Delakur: "Oh, this joke is interesting, Mr. Bagman."

"Kidding?" Bagman repeated, a little puzzled, "No, no, absolutely not! Harry's name just spurted out of the Goblet of Fire!"

"But he has not reached his age and has not shown his corresponding strength. How did he pass the selection of Goblet of Fire?"

"Yes... it's really surprising," Bagman rubbed his chin and looked down at Harry with a smile. "But you also know that age limits, as an additional security measure, are only implemented this year."

"Since his name has been sprayed out of the goblet, it cannot be changed - I mean, since the selection has reached this point, we are not allowed to escape in the last battle."

"Harry is destined to be a Warrior. The rules are clearly written and you must abide by them, so Harry must do his best to participate in the Triple Championship-"

Before Bagman finished speaking, the door opened again. A large group of people, including the company, walked into the room from outside the door, making the entire house, which was not big, crowded.

"What the hell is this, Dumbledore?" Ms. Maxim straightened her burly and tall body. Her handsome head touched the candle-filled chandelier, and her huge breasts in black satin clothes were drifting violently.

"I want to know this too, Dumbledore," said Professor Kakarov--with a cold smile on his face and a pair of blue eyes that were chilling like ice.

"Your age circle as the strongest white wizard painting should not be so easy to break through. I admit that some people may have different talents, but I think this Mr. Porter should not have such ability."

"It's only for Potter, Kakarov," Snape said softly, with hostility flashing in his dark eyes. "Don't blame Dumbledore, it's all for Porter to insist on violating the rules. He has been violating the school rules since the school—"

"Professor Snape, I know you and Kakarov used to be colleagues." The company suddenly said at this time, "but as a professor, I hope you can comment on a person based on facts rather than prejudice."

"You-" Snape could certainly hear what the Enterprise was saying at this time, so he immediately closed his mouth, but looked at the Enterprise and Harry's faces repeatedly with a malicious look.

"Harry, first see if this is the piece of paper you threw in." Dumbledore seemed to have not heard the argument between his professors. He gave Harry the parchment on the edge in front of everyone, and then asked calmly.

"This note was definitely not written by me." After looking at the note, Harry said excitedly.

"Because I wrote Hogwarts, Harry Potter on the note, and I used blue ink at the same time. The note only had the name of Harry Potter and I used black ink."

"Ah, he must be lying!" Mrs. Maxim said loudly. Snape shook his head and pursed his lips. This attitude really made people wonder which school he was from.

"I think Harry shouldn't have lie." Veneto suddenly stood up and said, and Harry immediately looked at Veneto with gratitude.

"Little guy, you don't have to defend your classmates. There are so many wizards here. I don't think a little wizard of sap seed can discover anything." Kakarov said with contempt in his tone.

"The level of wizards has nothing to do with their bloodline. Kakarov, I have seen more than one idiot among pure-blooded wizards. Put away your face."

At this time, Moody was angry and knocked his cane on the ground, then turned his head and stared at Venetto with both eyes. "Tell me, kid, tell me what you found?"

"I saw the note Harry gave me once before I threw it into the Goblet of Fire." Venetto sighed softly, and then said calmly.

"What I can be sure of is that all the notes I threw into the Goblet of Fire were in the form of the school plus the name. I think the note in the principal's hand should explain this."

"Yes, it's true." Professor Dumbledore said, taking out three other parchments that had just ejected from the goblet of flame. Everyone saw at a glance that there were only names on the parchment of Furong and Crum, while Venetto's parchment contained school.

"And Harry's parchment has doubts," the company said suddenly, then took the Harry's parchment from Principal Dumbledore's hand and said. "The ink on it is wrong."

"What are you looking for?" Kakarov shouted angrily. "Are you professors at Hogwarts so slandering? This is obviously just ordinary ink."

"No, this is ink mixed with the blood of Australian protein-eye dragon." The company put the parchment paper close to a lamp and fiddled with it. When she let the paper and the light reach a certain angle, colorful light suddenly reflected from the letters."

"I have only seen this kind of ink in the Literary House." After everyone saw the colorful light reflected just now, the company said to everyone present.

"This ink is actually a magic potion. In addition to ensuring that it does not fade for thousands of years, it also has a series of functions such as deworming, mold removal, and moisture resistance. Of course, in this way, it not only produces very small, but also has very high prices. A small bottle requires three gallons."

"And this ink will only be sold to members of the wizard family who are considered to have a so-called noble tradition. IMHO, Harry Potter could not have bought it."

"More importantly, in theory, the Goblet of Fire will only select one contestant in each school." Speaking of this, the company looked around everyone present.
Chapter completed!