Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 198

c198 This is a continuation of the last war

The tall and well-behaved white-faced boy Cedric stood beside Dumbledore awkwardly. The joy of being chosen to become a warrior was gone at this moment. He stiffened and turned to look at the person holding his shoulder, equally astonished. Dumbledore.

In fact, not only him, but also other students who were selected as warriors were also in a state of sluggishness at this moment.

There was silence in the auditorium, as if everyone’s eyes had not recovered from the names shining on the top of the auditorium.

Cedric tilted his head slightly, lowered his voice almost to the point of inaudibility, and said in Dumbledore’s ear:

“Professor, is this also included in your calculations?”

“Of course not.” Dumbledore shook his head dully. He felt more than a thousand pairs of questioning eyes like palms pressing on his shoulders, making his body sink.

But he quickly got over his surprise and returned to his original calm self. Those blue eyes swept across the faces of Cyrus and Grindelwald as quickly as birds flying across the lake, and he saw the smiles of the two people at the same time.

“Albus, what’s going on?” McGonagall trotted over with urgent steps.

In Cyrus’s memory, he had never seen her in such a panic. In fact, this is indeed the case. The stern and rigid Professor McGonagall has devoted half of his life to Hogwarts after his two love affairs ended in not-so-good endings.

Hogwarts was already her destination, her home.

She was like an old grandmother in a family who had to worry about everything. She didn’t want to see anything bad for Hogwarts, but this change had already been revealed to the whole world.

Every questioning look from the audience was like a blade piercing her body.

The only support at this moment that kept her from fainting immediately was that Albus Dumbledore was still here.

“I also want to know what’s going on.” Barty Crouch Jr. walked over angrily. He used Ms. Maxim’s tall body to smooth over all obstacles, like a bird bigger than a hill. The crazy talisman rushed over like a horse.

“Give me an explanation, Dumbledore!”

He was really angry. Although he and Voldemort secretly made some preparations and guessed that the four “devil kings” would gather together, he never thought about Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Thaler. The three of them will participate in the competition together!

Beauxbatons is the only magic school that does not have a principal participating in the competition. Of course, Voldemort is now missing. Even if Barty Crouch Jr. participates, facing the three legendary wizards, the result will be death.

“I don’t remember anyone telling me that the principal is allowed to participate in the Warriors Tournament.” He said coldly.

“Let me tell you in advance, Mr. Grindelwald is not the principal of Durmstrang, and he did not graduate from Durmstrang.” Vader Rozier said with a chuckle.

But not many people care about this. In fact, no one cares about even the name Harry Potter that spewed out of the Goblet of Fire. Even if Harry is not of the required age, he is at least a student.

Cyrus is okay, he looks young and has left the United States. In fact, he is not that famous.

But Dumbledore and Grindelwald…

“Albus, I think the Goblet of Fire may have been sealed in dust for hundreds of years, and the magic in it has become invalid and chaotic. I think maybe we can try it again…use other methods to select warriors…” Babajid suggested.

But Dumbledore raised his hand and shook his head slightly.

“I think no matter how confusing the Goblet of Fire’s magic is, it can’t choose a name it doesn’t know out of thin air.”

“You mean someone deliberately threw your name into it?”

Dumbledore did not answer immediately. He paused and looked at each wizard with his blue eyes.

Everyone present was waiting for him to make a decision on whether the Goblet of Fire match, which had not officially started and was already in chaos, could be held smoothly. Some people were also on tenterhooks, fearing that Dumbledore would mistake him for someone who was sabotaging the game.

“I think there’s no hope.” Ron shook his head at Harry unoptimistically, and then asked, “When did you sign up and you didn’t tell me?”

“I didn’t sign up, so someone else must have put my name in.” Harry shook his head, “I suspect it’s Voldemort, what do you think? He must want to make both Cyrus and Professor Dumbledore suffer through the Warriors Tournament. Also, There’s that Grindelwald, maybe he’s here for revenge too!”

“What you said makes sense.” Ron nodded in agreement, “If Dumbledore hadn’t lost his mind, he would definitely not have continued the game.”

But Dumbledore’s answer obviously exceeded Ron’s expectations.

“I mean, I’m very happy that the Goblet of Fire thinks I’m qualified for the title of Warrior, because it represents not only magical power, but also many admirable qualities, such as: integrity, wisdom, bravery and so on. Ambition…”

He spoke in turn, and every time he mentioned a character, his eyes paused at the corresponding academy. Every little wizard who was enveloped by his gaze subconsciously straightened his back.

“Albus, don’t you want to continue the game?” McGonagall’s voice was trembling, “This is ridiculous, the whole world is watching us!”

“The Goblet of Fire is a contract, Minerva. Once the champion is chosen, the trial cannot be terminated.” Dumbledore said firmly, “We must abide by the charter. The charter clearly stipulates that anyone whose name is ejected from the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition.”

Cyrus watched them quarreling, and as the instigator, he seemed to be a person who was out of the event at the moment. He still sat in the staff seat, raised his eyes and released a small signal in a hidden corner.

Then, a beetle flew away without anyone noticing.

“We don’t know how this situation came about.” Dumbledore said to every student in the hall, and explained to every wizard who could see the scene through the magic drone.

“But in my opinion, we have no choice but to accept it. Gellert Grindelwald, Cyrus, and I, the three of us must participate in the competition. Form a team for our own school. Of course, this is a bit unfair to Beauxbatons. I think we can make some preferential treatment elsewhere.” Dumbledore proposed a plan.

Although this plan cannot satisfy everyone, there is no better way at present. The flame of the Goblet of Fire has been extinguished. If you want to ignite it again, you can only wait for the next tournament to start.

“I have no objection to this, Dumbledore.” Cyrus finally put down the food in his hand and came to everyone. “During the competition, Bellatrix Black will replace me as the referee.”

After he finished speaking, Bella immediately stepped forward gracefully and bowed slightly.

“I have no objection either.” Grindelwald, with his hands behind his back, walked to the front absent-mindedly as if he was looking at the starry ceiling of the auditorium, and stood side by side with Cyrus and Dumbledore. His tone was frivolous and his eyes were provocative:

“Let’s compete again, Dumbledore.”

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows towards Cyrus implicitly.

Cyrus understood what he meant.

Graves and several other Aurors from the International Confederation of Wizards, who were present as referees, showed great anger on their faces. One of the wizards stood up excitedly and shouted loudly:

“The game must be stopped, Albus Dumbledore!”

In fact, when Grindelwald said this, the nature of the tournament had completely changed – it was no longer an event for schools to exchange and promote friendship, but a continuation of the war between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, the International Confederation of Wizards and the Wizarding Party fifty years ago!

Decades ago, the Wizarding Party launched a bloody and brutal reform, and those hatreds did not die so simply!

Of course, the influence of the Wizarding Party will not disappear in just fifty years. If Grindelwald wins this time, more people will gather around him and fight for his beliefs!

The International Confederation of Wizards will never allow war to start again in this way.

On the contrary, although Cyrus stood side by side with the two of them, most wizards, except for a few who knew Cyrus’ strength, did not take Cyrus seriously. They all subconsciously believed that the final outcome of this battle and the direction of the world must be determined by the victory or defeat of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

“The Goblet of Fire decides it, and no one can stop it.” Dumbledore shook his head first, and then motioned them to rest assured.

Graves, who should have been more radical, calmed down after seeing Cyrus.

“In this case, I can only agree.”

Barty Crouch Jr. walked to the front with a gloomy face. He was now worried about his master, Voldemort. He believed that Voldemort would definitely return from time with a stronger attitude, so he specially added the names of Harry and Cyrus in the Goblet of Fire.

But judging from the current situation, even if the Dark Lord was resurrected, he could not defeat Cyrus and Dumbledore together, right?

His tall body stood gracefully beside Grindelwald, leaning over to look at Grindelwald.

——The devil during World War II, a powerful wizard who almost swept the whole world and changed the wizarding landscape. Although Voldemort has always despised Grindelwald, he thinks Grindelwald is just a loser, not only lost to Dumbledore, but also imprisoned in Nurmengard, sad and pitiful.

But now, Barty has to consider whether he should extend an olive branch to Grindelwald to ensure that he will not be isolated and helpless after the Dark Lord is resurrected.

‘Grindelwald was once Dumbledore’s biggest enemy, and there is a great chance. ’

He thought to himself, and his footsteps subconsciously moved closer to Grindelwald.

At this time, a flash of light suddenly lit up in the dark hall, followed by a crisp “click” sound of film rolling. A woman with thick ink and bright colors walked in with high heels-Rita Skeeter.

This female reporter who was sent to prison by Cyrus himself was bailed out by him with gold galleons not long ago.

A few months of life in Azkaban made her lose a lot of weight, but it did not change her annoying personality, nor did it change the automatic writing quill that likes to make up stories.

Of course, now she works for Cyrus.

Rita Skeeter’s ability to make up stories will surely add a lot of reading to this competition. In this era, wizards mainly get information through reading.

Babajid realized that things could not be changed, so he could only say: “In this case, the competition will continue, and the referee positions of Albus Dumbledore and Cyrus will be transferred to Ms. McGonagall and Ms. Black respectively. In addition, before the official competition begins, perhaps we need to discuss whether to modify the content of the competition…”

He paused, saying so many words in one breath, making him a little breathless: “The first project will be held on November 24th, and will be completed in front of other students and the referee team.”

“Ilvermorny will participate on time.” Cyrus said, then waved to the ten students and took them out of the auditorium.

“Cassandra, Fisher, come to my office.” Cyrus gave a little reminder.

Cassandra and Fisher are the other two warriors selected by Ilvermorny. Suddenly, they have to compete with the principals. Fisher does not seem so confident, but Cassandra is very happy to fight side by side with Cyrus.

When she passed by the Gryffindor table, she raised her eyebrows provocatively at Ginny and Hermione, and her arrogant eyes were a bit arrogant. Ginny was so angry that she almost jumped up and cast a spell on her.

After returning to their carriages, the other wizards who were not selected did not return to their rooms immediately, but gathered in the public area of ​​the carriage, discussing what had just happened with great interest, especially arguing about who was stronger among the three headmasters.

Cyrus took Cassandra and Fisher back to his mobile office in the carriage. It was called an office, but in fact it was more like a small room with a structure similar to a hotel suite, with the office not far from the bed.

“Professor, do you have any instructions?” Fisher said nervously, “I heard that Grindelwald and Dumbledore are likely to be among the strongest wizards in the world…”

“You don’t need to worry about this, Fisher.” Cassandra said softly, her tone was like a veil fluttering in the wind, “The professor’s ability is no worse than theirs.”

“Of course I believe this!”

Fisher will never forget the sight of seeing thunderbirds, ocelots, horned water snakes and goblins bowing in front of Cyrus.

“Well, there’s no need to brag for me. What I want to tell you is that it seems that Dumbledore, Grindelwald and I have joined the competition, but in fact, the pressure you have to face will actually be greater.

“We have our own competition, and you may face more enemies. “Cyrus said softly.

Cyrus, Dumbledore and Grindelwald could not really compete with the young wizards. On the other hand, Voldemort did not participate in the competition in person at Beauxbatons, but it was unknown whether the selected contestants would be replaced by Death Eaters.

They did not care about any magic contract, let alone the life and death of Beauxbatons students.

And Voldemort, since Grindelwald believed that Voldemort would be resurrected through prophecy, this competition was extremely dangerous from the beginning.

“I will not lose to those young boys.” Cassandra said confidently.

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Soon, it was November.

The first event of the competition was about to begin.

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