"I think there is almost a minute left," said Dumbullydo, pointing to a small door next to the professor's seat. "People selected by the Goblet of Fire, please go to that room and receive the first instruction there."

Dumblido took out his wand and waved it into the air. Except for the candles in the huge pumpkin lanterns, the other candles were extinguished. The hall was dim and there was only the dazzling blue and white flames of the goblet of flames. Everyone was watching quietly and waiting.

"Time is up!" Lee Jordan whispered. Many people sat upright when they heard his words.

The blue and white flames of the goblet of flame turned red, and then a dazzling flame burst out, and a small piece of slightly burnt paper flew out. Deng Bulido grabbed the piece of paper and saw the words on it through the fire.

"Representative to Demstrong-" Dumbullydo said clearly, "Wickdor Krum."

The hall was thundering, and Wickdor stood up lazily from Slytherin's dining table, walked towards the small door beside the teacher's seat, and disappeared into the passage,

"Wickdor." Kakarov shouted, and he shouted proudly, "I knew it was you."

The applause and cheers gradually became smaller, and people turned their attention back to the goblet of flames. At this time, the flame turned red again, and another small piece of burnt paper flew out.

"The one who represents Busbaton is-" Dumblido smiled, "Flora Delakure."

Furong stood up gracefully and passed by the aisle between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's dining tables. Many boys clapped their hands hard and then looked at her blankly.

"Oh, look at how disappointed they are," Hermione said to the girls, and at the table at Ravenclaw, two Boothpaton girls were already crying.

Furong walked into the small door and disappeared into the passage. The hall fell into silence. Everyone knew that the next one was the warriors of Hogwarts, who were about to be selected. In everyone's expectations, the blue and white flames turned red, and another small piece of paper flew out. In the tongue of flames, Dumblido grabbed it accurately.

"On behalf of Hogwarts-" Dumbullydore swept across every dining table, and he smiled, "Lawrence Rovander."

Glenfindo's dining table exploded, not just cheers, but really exploded, Fred and George were throwing fireworks into the air, forming lions in the air,

Lawrence only felt a lot of hands pushing him forward. When he walked in a messy walk between the dining table, he was surprised to find that everyone at each dining table was clapping his hands, even Slytherin was no exception.

Lawrence saw the dining table in Hufflepuff. Cedric smiled and clapped his hands. The two met their eyes. Cedric gave a thumbs up and pointed to the small door beside the teacher's seat. Lawrence walked into the small door, and the voice behind him disappeared. He passed a short passage and walked into a small room full of portraits of a man, witch,

"I knew you would definitely be selected." Furong stood up from the stove, Wickdor sat on the armchair beside the stove, lowered his head to ponder, and footsteps sounded outside the room, Harry. Porter walked in, he looked a little confused and confused,

"What's the matter?" Furong shook her hair and asked, "Do they want us to go back to the hall?"

There was another sound of footsteps, Lu Duo. Bagman rushed into the room, he grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him forward,

"It's really unusual! It's really unusual! Gentlemen, ladies-" Ludo. Bagman mumbled, he approached the fire and said to the people in the room, "Please allow me to introduce it - a little incredible - the fourth Warrior in the Triumph."

Wickdor suddenly stood up from the armchair, staring at Harry and frowned.

"A very ridiculous joke, Mr. Bagman." Furong shook her head. She didn't believe Bagman's words.

"Kidding? No--" Bagman paused for a moment, and he explained, "Just just now, the Goblet of Fire gave Harry's name, and Harry became the fourth warrior."

"But this is obviously wrong," Furong said to Bagmund contemptuously. "He can't compete, he's too young."

"Furong, I don't think Harry was voluntarily." Lawrence frowned, Harry nodded silently, Furong stopped talking,

"Well--it's pretty weird, but you know," Bagman touched his smooth chin and laughed at Harry. "Age limit is a security measure that has only been added this year, but his name comes out of the cup - I mean, in this case, I don't think it's possible to quit. It's the rule, you have to - Harry must do his best -"

The door was pushed open, and a group of people walked into the room, Professor Denberdo, Mr. Klaus, Professor Kakarov, Mrs. Maxim, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape,

"I want to know why there are two warriors in Hogwarts, Dunbulido?" Professor Kakarov said, with a cold smile on his face, and he turned his eyes between Lawrence and Harry. "I don't remember anyone telling me that there are two warriors in the host school. Is it because I didn't read those rules carefully?"

"Dumbrella," said Mrs. Maxim, looking at Fleur, "Hogwarts can't have two players, it's too unfair."

"Remember our summer debate, Dunbulido? Regarding Lawrence Rovand's qualifications for the competition," Kakarov said dissatisfiedly, "I think his participation is too unfair to others, which greatly increases your winning rate, but you insist that as long as you are old enough, you can participate. I made a concession, but you are not satisfied and actually created the fourth warrior-"

"You can't let Lawrence participate just because you think that the magic is better than you." Furong suddenly spoke,

Kakarov seemed to be choking, showing an angry and embarrassed expression. Lawrence almost laughed out loud, and obviously he was not the only one who almost laughed out loud, Ludo. Bagman turned his head and his shoulders kept shaking. Snape took a few steps back into the shadow, but the hem of the robe was shaking, obviously not so calm. Professor McGonagall's mouth slightly raised, Dumblido tried hard to maintain a serious expression, but he also gave Furong a look of praise.

"Bothbaton is not afraid of strong competitors, but we demand fairness." Mrs. Maxim said, her big hand wearing many gem rings on Hibiscus's shoulders,

"Thank you, madam." Dumbledore bowed slightly, and he turned around and asked, "Harry, have you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?"

"No." Harry replied, everyone looked at him,

"Did you ask a student older than you to help you?" Dumblido asked again,

"No!" Harry reacted fiercely, and he obviously felt the distrust around him.

"The key is the age limit line, Dunbulito." Mrs. Maxim said, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"We all know," said Professor McGonagall, who had already held the corner of her mouth at this time, "How could Dunbulito get it wrong?"

"Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman," Professor Kakarov gave up the argument. He felt that Mrs. Maxim was persuaded and turned to seek other support. "You are objective referees, and you must think this is unreasonable, right?"

"We must abide by the rules, and the rules are clearly written. Anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition." Mr. Crouch said tiredly,

"Batty knows the rules very well." Bagman smiled, looking like he had everything solved.

"Then I insist on signing up for my students again." Kakarov lost his smile, "You can take out the Goblet of Fire again until there are two students in each school. Only in this way can it be fair."

"Kakarov, that won't work," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire is out and it won't burn again until the next game starts."

"Then, one of them can't participate in the competition!" Kakarov said angrily, "After so many meetings and so many concessions and negotiations, this kind of thing happened! Now I want to leave."

"Karcrov, stop making unnecessary threats." Moody stepped on the "bangdong" sound and walked into the room, "You can't leave your player alone. He still has to play, remember? This is a binding magic contract."

"Then I will protest to the Ministry of Magic of England and the International Federation of Wizards," Kakarov said.

"Please, but I'll talk about my guess first," Moody roared. "To confuse the Goblet of Fire and make it forget that only three schools are participating. I believe that it is a powerful spell of trust. It makes the Goblet of Fire believe that Potter is a student of the fourth school, which ensures that Potter will be selected."

"This also makes you more likely to win-" Kakarov said tit-for-tat, "and I can't see what harm this will do to Porter-"

"In fact, I can't see how good this is for Porter." Moody roared. "This game is full of dangers, and we all know that someone wants Porter to die, right? I think you are very familiar with him, Kakarov, you must still remember-"

"Alasto-" Dumblido interrupted Moody's words in a deep voice. Moody closed his mouth, Kakarov's hand was trembling, and he stopped talking. Mrs. Maxim looked at Furong, and Furong shook her head after looking at Lawrence.

"My student has no objection, I think that's it." Mrs. Maxim said, and Dumblido thanked him.

"Then let's start." Bagman rubbed his hands and smiled at the four warriors, "It's time to give the players the task instructions? Barty, are you interested in helping?"

"Okay, command-oh, first mission," Crouch stood out from the shadows, with deep dark circles on his face, he became thinner, and his skin was dry, like a skull,

"The first task is to test your courage," Crouch said. "Of course, we won't tell you what the task is. Challenging the unknown courage is very important and very important for a wizard. The first task will be held in front of all teachers, students and judges on November 24."

"When completing the competition task, the Warriors cannot ask the teacher for help, nor can they accept any form of assistance from the teacher. Only after completing the first task will you be informed of information about the second task. Given that the competition will take a lot of time, the Warriors can do not have to take the final exam."

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Author's words: Actually, I didn't plan to let Lawrence participate until I figured out how to solve the problem that Peter could not beat Lawrence. (Of course it's not a hostage, that would be too boring.)
Chapter completed!