"the·che" steadily stopped before the long stairs at the school gate of Hogwarts. The day was still gloomy and the drizzle was falling silently. After all, it was the early spring weather in the UK, and my body was cool and my heart was a little cold.

"Diana." Zhao Mai opened the car door, but stretched out her arms to block the front, and she frowned slightly. Zhao Mai said, "How about going to my place?"

"No, I need time to think about it again." Diana smiled at Zhao Mai and shook her head slowly. "I want to go home first and visit my mother on Paradise Island. I will find you again."

"Okay." Zhao Mai nodded. Diana walked out of the car, squatted slightly and then flew into the air, and disappeared in a while. Dumbledore patted Zhao Mai on the shoulder, then jumped out of the car, stretched hard on the steps of Hogwarts.

"This broken weather is not good for bones at all. I want to roast the fire now, eat some candy and drink some hot drinks or something. How about Mike accompanying me?"

Zhao Mai knew that Dumbledore wanted to comfort him, and he wanted to talk to someone, so he nodded: "I took the maid, the dog and a pot of flowers over, don't you mind?"

"Haha, of course I don't mind if it's any," Dumbledore said with a smile. He released the Phoenix Fox from his sleeve and whispered to it, probably to prepare for water and refreshments. The Fire Phoenix shook its wings and flew away with a trail of flames.

Dumbledore and Zhao Mai walked side by side, both of them walked slowly, as if they wanted to use this time to think about the topics of the conversation later. They stepped on the steps and saw students wearing Hogwarts school uniforms running around with cheerful smiles on their faces. Many people greeted them from afar, some shouted "Hello, professor", and some laughed and cheered "Hello, eighth grade senior". Dumbledore also smiled, everyone looked very happy, so it seemed that everything was back on track.

"You are here, I thought you were not here!" Before I could hear the sound, Barbara ran over from the teaching castle with her robe and said breathlessly: "Hurry up, it's time almost, hurry up and sign up!"

"Register? What to sign up?" Zhao Mai was stunned for a moment and said strangely: "I don't need an exam..."

"Exam? Where did you think of it? Didn't you agree to participate in the World Youth Wizards Championship? I don't know how long it will take for the Goblet of Fire and I, anyway, it will be moved away soon. You can quickly throw your name in!"

"Isn't it over?" Dumbledore also found it very strange, so he asked.

"Ah, hello, Mr. Professor, I forgot to say hello just now, I didn't do it well. But now it's really urgent, write your name quickly!" Barbara took it from the wide sleeves of the mage's robe, and there was a spreading note and a pen with a unscrewed cover: "Write the name quickly!"

Zhao Mai took the paper and pen and suddenly asked: "If I don't come again, would you have to write my name for me and sign up for the Goblet of Fire?"

Barbara suddenly turned red, bit her lower lip and lowered her head, rubbing against the ground with her toes. Zhao Mai sighed, probably having some thoughts in her mind. "Professor Dumbledore, I haven't seen the Goblet of Fire yet, let's go and have a look together."

Dumbledore nodded. While walking, he held the wand in his hand. "See up quickly! Reveal the truth! Break the illusion!" The dazzling light continued to explode at the top of the wand, and the students were all staring at the professor's spell casting with admiration. Few people had seen Dumbledore's power to cast his spells with all their might, and they couldn't help but be fascinated. Then they saw an Auror (elite magician, hunter) from the British Ministry of Magic walked out of the castle.

"Dumbledore? I thought there was something else going on here!" The Auror put away the wand in his hand and said, "We have checked it many times. No magic affects this place. What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about a lot of things." Dumbledore suddenly became angry and walked into the castle with great strides. No one except Zhao Mai understood why Dumbledore was like this.

They entered the hall and saw three other Aurors protecting the Goblet of Fire, whose blue flames were burning on the golden cup. Dumbledore aimed his wand at the Goblet of Fire, and the three Aurors also pulled out their wands to make a defensive posture: "Dumbledore, what are you going to do?"

"So quickly!" Dumbledore's magic illuminated the entire hall. The Goblet of Fire was safe and sound, but all the magic circles used by the Aurors to protect the Goblet of Fire were exposed, sparkling on the ceiling, walls and floors, like spider webs.

"Dumbledore, put down his wand! This is now the place under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. If you..." Before Auror finished speaking, Dumbledore had already put away his wand. He instantly read all the magic circles and knew that this was not a scene of illusion, everything was real. There was only one explanation: time went wrong. He thought he had returned to the Atlantis incident, but he didn't expect to return to the past.

"Mike, Mike! Throw your name in immediately, hurry!" Dumbledore urged again: "Don't be too slow!"

Zhao Mai wrote down his name, came to the front of the Goblet of Fire, and looked at the Aurors on the left and right. He threw the note in, and watched it be consumed by the flames again.

"Are you the eighth grader?" One of the Aurors guarding the Goblet of Fire held his glasses and suddenly spoke: "I know your name, but this is the first time I have seen you. You should have graduated, not stayed in Hogwarts."

Zhao Mai took a deep breath, then snorted: "Shut up." He turned around and left the Goblet of Fire.

"Mike, are we going back to the wrong time? If Atlantis hasn't happened yet, you must go so that the problem can be solved faster and get the students back, right?"

"Do you remember the last time I lost the election?" Zhao Mai said to Dumbledore: "And I have a feeling that this is not the wrong time. I have never seen my car drive the wrong place!"

"No?" Dumbledore frowned: "Let's do it, solve one thing at a time. I'll go to the Ministry of Magic now. I can't make the last mistake again. This time I have to prepare for it. It seems that I have to use my old bones. You go home first, and how about I meet in your place after I come back?"
Chapter completed!