Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Okay, it's time for the Goblet to make its decision," said Dumbledore. "I reckon it will take another minute. Listen, after the names of the warriors are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the Great Hall and walk along the staff. The table goes over and enters the prize room next door—"

Dumbledore pointed to the door behind the staff desk, "—where they will receive initial instruction."

Then he took out his wand and waved it widely. Immediately, except for the candles in the jack-o-lantern, all the other candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.

The Goblet of Fire was now emitting a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply dazzling.

Everyone was watching and waiting...a few people kept looking at their watches...

"Hello, is the house elf here?" Just as everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the minute to pass, an unexpected voice suddenly sounded——

"I want two pieces of fruit salad." Tiera said, regardless of the looks from the people around her, "Put more melons, no matter what kind of melon, watermelon, cantaloupe, melon, it doesn't matter, just put more melons."

"Come on, Harry, let's have some fruit salad." After the house elf handed two pieces of fruit salad to Tiera, Tiera handed one to Harry, "The watermelon, cantaloupe and cantaloupe here are really... Very nice and fresh.”

"Oh oh oh, okay, thank you, Tiera." Harry said——

Tiera watched Harry take the fruit salad, pick up a fork and eat a piece of watermelon——

Next, Harry Potter was invited to perform a melon-eating act and ate it on himself——

Tiera thought in a playful way, then she also picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out.

Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out from it——

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment and held it far away so that he could read the words on it by the light of the flames. The flames now returned to blue-white color.

"The champion of Durmstrang," said Dumbledore clearly and forcefully, "is Viktor Krum."

"Not surprising at all!" Ron shouted as applause and cheers swept through the auditorium.

Harry saw Viktor Krum stand up from the Slytherin table and walk listlessly towards Dumbledore. He turned to the right, walked along the staff table, and entered the next room through the door.

"Awesome, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared loudly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you are destined to be a warrior!"

The applause and chatter died down. Everyone's attention was now focused on the goblet again, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again.

The second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The Champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "Fleur Delacour!"

"It's her, Ron!" Harry shouted, and saw the girl who looked like a Veela stood up gracefully, shook her silver hair, and moved lightly from Ravenclaw to Hufflepuff. Walk between the tables.

"Oh, look, they're all disappointed," Hermione said over the din, nodding to the other Beauxbatons representatives. Harry thought that the word "disappointment" was too light a word. The two girls who were not selected burst into tears, buried their heads in their arms, and cried sadly.

When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, and this time the silence was filled with intense excitement that could be tasted. Now it’s the turn of the Hogwarts warriors…

At this time, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks burst out, and tongues of fire shot high into the air.

"Next, the champions of Hogwarts—"

Another note sprayed out from the Goblet of Fire and landed on Dumbledore's hand——

Suddenly, Tiera felt as if something was attached to him.

When he saw this note, Dumbledore stared slightly and made a very unconcerned and surprised expression.

"Champion of Hogwarts—Tiera Lockhart!" Dumbledore said calmly.

"Hiccup-cough-cough-"

When Tiera heard Dumbledore pronounce her name, she suddenly sucked the piece of watermelon in her mouth into her throat——

Now it was in Catiera's throat.

Tiera had to cough hard several times before coughing the watermelon back into the bowl.

Eat melon at your own home——

The clown is myself!

For a moment, Tiera felt as if everyone in the auditorium was looking at her——

There were many looks of concern, but most of them contained looks of malice and jealousy.

Chattering voices began to appear in the banquet hall.

"Tiera Lockhart!" Dumbledore called again, "Please come forward."

"For God's sake, hurry up!" Hermione pushed Tiera.

Tiera had no choice but to put down the bowl, stood up, forced herself to pretend to be calm, and walked up to Dumbledore——

At the same time, my mind was spinning rapidly.

Now that things have happened and the contract magic of the Goblet of Fire has fallen on him, it is impossible to escape -

"Tiera, Tiera..." Dumbledore sighed and said seriously, "You really don't let me worry... Do you know what kind of behavior you are doing?"

"Ah? I'm sorry, Professor, I was wrong..." Tiera wanted to kneel down and apologize out of habit, but suddenly Tiera was stunned for a moment, then turned around and faced the audience——

"Of course I know what this behavior is." Tiera said with a smile, "This is Gryffindor behavior!"

There was silence in the banquet hall at first, but then, high-pitched cheers came from the Gryffindor table——

The first ones to react were of course the Weasley twins, followed closely by Harry and Ron, and Hermione also started to applaud with a look of helplessness on her face——

They clapped, whistled, and even stood up, pounded the table, and stamped their feet, as if they were trying to warm up the atmosphere in the field as if they were afraid of chaos.

And they did succeed.

Deafening cheers like a wave came from the Gryffindor table and spread to the entire banquet hall.

This wave lasted for a long time, and Dumbledore had to shout "Silence" three times before the entire banquet hall fell silent.

"Okay, very good," said Dumbledore, "Then the champion of Hogwarts has been decided, Tiera Lockhart!"

"Go Tiera, follow that road to the trophy room," Dumbledore said.

"Wait a moment, principal." Tiera said, "At this beautiful moment, I have a few words to say."

"No! You don't want to!" Dumbledore immediately refused, reflexively wanting to reach out and grab Tiera——

But it was of no use, because Tiera had nimbly avoided Dumbledore's little grasp, and found the nearest bench and stood on it——

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