The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

Professor Dumbledore looked down at Harry now, and Harry looked at him as well, trying to understand the eyes hidden behind the half-moon lens.

"Did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" he asked calmly.

"No." Harry said. He was clearly aware that everyone was watching him closely. Snape made a voice of disbelief impatiently in the shadows.

"Did you ask an older classmate to help you cast your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Professor Dumbledore ignored Snape and continued to ask, "I remember Mr. Ye mentioned this method."

"No." Harry said excitedly. At this time, he suddenly began to envy Hermione, because he was also under the age of 17. But had to face such a question.

He regretted that he hadn't had a good relationship with this boy before—he had to admit that some kind of envy and jealousy made him lose a fairly reliable friend.

Of course, if Ye Ting knew his thoughts, then he would definitely laugh at Harry's whimsical.

"Ah, he must be lying!" Mrs. Maxim said loudly. Snape shook his head and pursed his lips.

"He can't cross that age line," Professor McGonagall said sharply. "He doesn't have that kind of strength. I believe we all agree on this point—"

"Dumbledore's line must be wrong," Mrs. Maxim said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course, it's possible," Dumbledore said politely.

"Dumbledore, you know you didn’t make a mistake!" Professor McGonagall said angrily. Harry has not persuaded senior students to do this for him, and I think others should believe this too!"

She glared at Professor Snape very angrily.

"Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman... and Mr. Ye." Karkaroff said slickly, apparently reluctant when he said the last name, "The three of you are our-uh-objective referees. . You must also think this matter is extremely inappropriate, don't you?"

Bagman wiped his round baby face with a handkerchief and looked at Mr. Crouch in a blink of an eye. Mr. Crouch stood outside the aperture of the fire, his face half hidden in the shadows. He looked a little weird, and the dark shadow on that half made him look a lot older, and he looked a little bit like a skeleton. But when he spoke, his voice was still as hard as usual.

"We must abide by the regulations. The regulations clearly stipulate that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Hey, Batty memorized the regulations so thoroughly." Bagman came to look at Ye Ting again.

"I am not familiar with the regulations, so I don't have any comments." Ye Ting said lightly.

"That is two votes in agreement and one abstention." Bagman said, with a smile on his face, and looking at Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim, it seemed that the matter had been resolved successfully.

"I insist that my other students re-register." Karkaroff said. His voice was no longer smooth, his smile disappeared, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly, "You must put the goblet of fire out again, and we will continue to add names to it until each school produces two warriors. This way. It's fair, Dumbledore."

"But Karkaroff, I'm afraid that won't happen," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire has just been extinguished-it won't reignite until the next Championship -"

"—Drmstrand will never participate in the next competition!" Karkaroff was furious. "We have had so many meetings and after so many negotiations and consultations, I didn't expect such a thing to happen again! I just want to leave now!"

Mrs. Maxim also showed a look of approval. In this regard, she was on Karkaroff's side.

Although the referees agreed unanimously for the fourth Warrior's entry, if two of the three participating academies disagree, then the game will not go on.

At this time, the discussion reached a deadlock.

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"The threat of bluffing, Karkaroff!" a voice snarled by the door, "You can't leave your warrior now. He must participate in the game. They must all participate in the game. As Dumbledore said, this is by It's bound by a magic contract. It's good for you, isn't it?"

Moody just walked into the room. He limped towards the fire, and every time he landed on his right foot, he made a very loud crash, hum, hum.

"Advantageous?" said Karkaroff. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Moody."

He tried his best to make his tone look contemptuous, as if he didn't dismiss Moody's words at all, but his hands exposed his heart, and they involuntarily clenched into fists.

"Really?" Moody said softly. "It's very simple, Karkaroff. Someone put Potter's name in the goblet, and he knew that if the name was squirted out, Potter had to participate in the competition. ."

"Obviously, that person wants to give Hogwarts two chances!" Mrs. Maxim said.

"I agree with you, Mrs. Maxim," Karkaroff said, bowing to her, "I want to file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards—"

"If anyone has a reason to complain, it's Potter," Moody said gruffly, "but... it's interesting... I didn't hear him say a word... Maybe someone wants Potter to die for it."

After he finished speaking, there was an extremely tense silence. Ludo Bagman looked very anxious, his body was moving up and down uneasy, and his mouth said: "Moody, you old guy...how do you say such a thing!"

"We all know that if Professor Moody did not find six people trying to murder him before lunch, he would think this morning was wasted." Karkaroff said loudly, "Obviously, he is also teaching his students to be suspicious, old man. Think someone is going to murder yourself. As a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, this quality is really rare, Dumbledore. But there is no doubt that you have your own considerations."

"Why, I was born out of nothing?" Moody yelled, "I have feelings, eh? The one who threw the boy's name into the goblet is definitely a wise wizard..."

"Oh, what proof do you have for this?" Madam Maxim asked, raising both big hands.

"Because they deceived a magical object with a very powerful spell!" Moody said, "To blind the goblet so that he forgets that there are only three schools participating in the competition. This requires a particularly powerful confusing spell..."

"You seem to have used a lot of brains on this matter, Moody," Karkaroff said coldly. I wonder if you receive a birthday gift with a pretending basilisk egg in it, no matter if it is smashed to pieces, and then realize that it is a travel alarm clock. Therefore, if we You can understand without taking your words completely seriously..."

"There are indeed people who use pure and harmless activities to achieve their own goals," Moody retorted in a threatening tone. "My job is to think about the problem according to the black wizard's thinking. Karkaroff-you shouldn't forget. …"

"Alastor!" Dumbledore warned.

Moody was silent, but still looked at Karkaroff very resentfully-Karkaroff's blush was as if on fire.

"In fact, someone can prove this," Dumbledore looked at Ye Ting and said to everyone. Following his gaze, everyone looked at Ye Ting. "In fact, in this respect, Mr. Ye is the only It’s an expert. Although I have already mentioned it, I have to say that he has surpassed all of us here in the study of magic spells and ancient magic texts. Therefore, Mr. Ye, as a referee, you can help check Why can the Goblet of Fire spit out the fourth name?"

"Unshirkable responsibility," Ye Ting nodded, and walked to the goblet of flames, pointed his wand at the goblet of flames, closed his eyes, and muttered something.

Everyone looked at him expectantly, and Harry had the greatest expectation. He extremely hoped that Ye Ting would understand what had happened, so as to settle the wrongs for him.

After about a minute, Ye Ting opened his eyes. He put away his wand and nodded at everyone.

At this moment, Moody was obviously a little uneasy.

"It is indeed the effect of the Confusion Curse." Ye Ting looked around and took a deep look at Moody, making him shudder—at that moment, he even tightened his muscles, ready to escape at any time, and he felt that he was affected by the opponent. See through.

However, Ye Ting's words afterwards made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Although I don't know who did it," Ye Ting looked away and continued, "But this is indeed a powerful confusion spell. This spell replaced the original spell on the Goblet of Fire, turning the three academies into four. A college, and Potter is the only candidate for the fourth college. This ensures that his name will be selected. In fact, this choice is correct. Although the person who put the name for him is strong enough, it is obviously not enough. In order to let Miss Granger lose the election."

His words made Harry Potter and Moody sigh of relief. Of course, at the same time, Ye Ting’s level of danger in Moody’s mind once again increased, because he really couldn’t understand why this person could escape from the flames. Finding so many clues in the cup, his hand is unheard of in the entire wizarding world. If such an ability is mastered by the Auror, then the dark wizard will have no way to survive.

"Ah, thank you for your analysis, Mr. Ye," Dumbledore cast an admiring look at Ye Ting, "I have to say it again, your skill is really amazing. In the spell just now, I only heard Including flashback curses, reappearance curses, and magic detection curses, I have not figured out the others at all, what are you..."

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall shouted again, "this is not the time to discuss this."

"Well, let’s get down to business," Dumbledore said to everyone gathered in the room. "We don’t know who caused this situation, but in my opinion, we have no choice but to accept it. Hermione and Harry was selected to participate in the competition. Therefore, they must..."

"Ah, but Dumbledore—"

"My dear Mrs. Maxim, don't you believe Mr. Ye's analysis?"

Dumbledore waited, but Mrs. Maxim couldn't speak anymore. Of course, she couldn't believe Ye Ting's analysis, so she just stared angrily. And she was not the only one showing dissatisfaction. Snape also looked angry; Karkaroff's face was blue.

But they all just dared not speak.

Obviously, although some people were reluctant, everyone accepted the setting of the four warriors.