Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Everyone was having dinner in the hall. There were many delicacies from other countries on the table.

Fleur really liked the French fish soup on the table.

There were two more guests at the staff table. One was Ludo Bagman. The Weasley twins were staring at him with anger on their faces.

There was no way. This guy made a bet in the World Cup. The gold galleons he lost to the Weasley twins were all fake galleons from the leprechauns...

The other guest was Percy's old boss, Barty Crouch.

However, Barty was more energetic and sharper than before.

Black heard that Dumbledore had told him about Barty's death.

Barty had basically lost everything except his job...so he had to put all his energy into his work.

When people face setbacks, some people are devastated, while others suddenly strive forward... Old Barty is obviously the latter.

When everyone gradually ate their fill, Dumbledore began to briefly introduce some of the rules of the Four Finals.

Then, Mr. Filch ran to Dumbledore with a long, jewel-inlaid wooden box.

Dumbledore took the wooden box, put it on the table, and under the gaze of Bagman and Old Barty, he opened the box and took out a very roughly carved wooden goblet.

"...This goblet will be placed in a place in the hall where everyone can touch it. All students who meet the age limit...over 17 years old, who aspire to become a warrior, can write their names and school names on a piece of paper within 24 hours and put it in this goblet...Tomorrow night, which is Halloween night, the goblet will select the names of four students who it thinks best represent the four schools..."

Then, Dumbledore once again emphasized the danger of this competition, and also emphasized that once selected by the Goblet of Fire, it is equivalent to signing a magical contract and must participate in the competition. I hope everyone will participate with caution.

At this time, Black didn't care much about the semi-finals.

Because Voldemort is dead, there will definitely be no moths in this year's Goblet of Fire.

So, for Black, the semi-finals is a big event that he can join in.

Since Voldemort is gone and he is not involved in the 26th, then Cedric, the unfortunate child, can finally save his life while bringing glory to Hogwarts and Hufflepuff this time...

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he asked everyone to go back to sleep.

The students and principals of other schools returned to their boats and carriages to rest.

Grindelwald walked towards Black with a smile, "Black, I heard that Dumbledore arranged an independent office for you? Let me visit your office. I want to see if it is better than the office I arranged for you in Nurmengard.Well... it just so happens that we can continue to chat..."

Dumbledore's face darkened, "Grindelwald, it's already very late. Don't disturb Black's rest."

"Okay! Okay!" Grindelwald said helplessly. "Black, I'll talk to you tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow, Black has a class..." Dumbledore said with a straight face.

"Then tomorrow night..."

"The Goblet of Fire will announce the list of champions tomorrow night. We all have to prepare. Are you free?"

"The day after tomorrow..."

"The day after tomorrow Black will work on the greenhouse with Professor Sprout..."

"Dumbledore! Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Not everyone is as free as you. "Dumbledore said sarcastically.

Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, but she was secretly complaining in her heart, you old man doesn't seem to be very busy... I do all the work!

Dumbledore said again: "Come with me, I have something to tell you!"

"You!" Grindelwald took a deep breath, and then said to Black: "When you are free, I will talk to you."

"Professor, it's okay, I will find you when I am free." Black smiled.

"Okay." Grindelwald nodded, and then reluctantly followed Dumbledore out of the hall.

At a corner of the stairs, Dumbledore suddenly asked: "You must know... Black has been guarding against something, right?"

Grindelwald was silent for a while, "I don't know."

"I know you know it very well. "Dumbledore turned and looked at him, his eyes flashing with anger. "Do you think I shouldn't know?"

"Well... maybe you should know, but... Black has his plans." Grindelwald said.

Dumbledore was silent. Although he felt that he shouldn't ask, but... how could he really ignore it? The child's recent behavior made him feel that a storm was coming...

Grindelwald said: "In my opinion, you might as well ask Black directly... You have this bad habit, you are always hypocritical when you can ask directly."

"It's... not easy for me to ask, after all, that child..."

"When Black did those things that caught your attention in front of you, he didn't hide it much, Dumbledore. He was ready for you to ask..." Grindelwald paused, "Let Black tell you. All of this... But, believe me, Black might prefer you not to ask. However, he gave you the right to choose, didn't he? It depends on whether you choose to ask or not..."

...

In the auditorium.

Just as Blake turned around and walked out of the auditorium, he saw Furong making a gesture of turning a book in the distance.

Blake knew that this was the other party telling him that he wanted to chat in the magic address book.

When he returned to the office, BlakeWhen he opened the magic address book, he saw the page of Fleur flashing.

"Take me to visit Hogwarts tomorrow, Professor Green...?" Fleur left a message.

Blake scratched his head, picked up the pen and wrote: "I have something to do tomorrow..."

On the other side, Fleur was lying on the bed with a pen in her hand, looking at the address book in front of her.

After seeing Blake's reply, she clenched her fists.

Damn! This guy actually rejected me!

"What are you busy with? I just looked at your Hogwarts schedule. Don't you have no classes tomorrow?" Fleur wrote angrily with a pen.

"Cassandra and Hermione are students I manage directly. Because they skipped grades too quickly, they can only learn new knowledge from me." Blake wrote honestly.

This is the truth. He has to teach two beautiful girls knowledge every day. It's very tiring! How can he have time to take Fleur to visit the school?

Besides, if I really leave them to go find Fleur tomorrow, the two of them will be so jealous that they will definitely be upset!

"Then I will come to you tomorrow too! I will learn from you! My grades are also very good, and I don't need to take basic courses at all!" Fleur picked up the pen and wrote.

"You will come tomorrow too?" Black frowned.

Fleur and Cassandra have never gotten along well... Cassandra can barely coexist peacefully with Hermione, which is the result of Black's hard work for several years. If Cassandra finds out that Fleur is here tomorrow... he dare not think about it!

"Don't come tomorrow..."

Asshole! Fleur was furious. If she didn't want to go, then she didn't want to go! As if no one was willing to go!

Fleur threw the address book aside.

Suddenly, the address book glowed again. Fleur wanted to pretend that she didn't see it, but after hesitating for a while, she took it again.

"If you're not so sleepy now... my Niffler can cook, would you like to come and see?"

Inviting me to his place at this time? Fleur's face flushed.

On the other side, Blake looked at the address book in his hand with a little trepidation.

Then he saw Fleur's reply.

"Shameless!"

Then, the word "shameless" was crossed out on the page.

"Wait for Ms. Maxime to finish checking the room, then you can open a portal for me..."

...

Early the next morning.

The castle was filled with the scent of pumpkins from some time.

Various Halloween decorations were also hung up by the hardworking house elves.

Blake got up a little late and almost missed the morning alchemy class.

Under Cassandra's suspicious eyes, Blake walked into the classroom with a slightly haggard look and started today's class.

However, even in the usually very interesting alchemy class, the students no longer had the usual enthusiasm.

Because everyone was looking forward to the four warriors that would be announced in the Goblet of Fire tonight.

DengBriddo was right. This was a more interesting event than the college Quidditch match.

Seeing everyone's spirit, Blake knew that he couldn't learn anything today, so he simply stopped talking about theory. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Instead, he put down a small arena in the middle of the classroom and started a special small puppet competition.

It depends on whose puppet is the best and the most powerful. At the same time, it also tests the students' mastery of alchemy.

This time, everyone's emotions were immediately mobilized.

In the end, the game turned into a brotherly fight between Fred and George.

They are very talented in this area. The small puppets they made are powerful and weird, and almost no one can beat them.

Of course, this is without the participation of Cassandra and Hermione.

After all, no matter how good the talent is, it is not as strong as hanging on the wall...

In the end, George's puppet won with difficulty because it was equipped with a short crossbow, and won the prize provided by Black, two bottles of anti-curse potion.

Black thought they would need it soon...

Due to Black's alchemy class, the Weasley twins did not have time to take the aging potion in the morning and throw their names into the Goblet of Fire.

But...these two guys will definitely go in the afternoon...

"The potion is for you, I wish you all the best..." Black said sympathetically.

Time passed quickly, and it was time for the evening banquet in the blink of an eye.

Like the previous Halloween banquets, the food tonight was also unusually rich.

While eating, Black sighed that there would be trouble every Halloween in the past, but it should not be this year.

Meanwhile, Fred and George ran over to thank Black because their afternoon operation failed.

The aging potion could not fool the age line set by Dumbledore.

If it were not for Black's antidote, they might have to have dinner with a mouth full of white beards...

Soon, everyone was full, and when the plates on the table became clean and new again.

Dumbledore came to the Goblet of Fire, which was slowly burning with a blue-white flame. []

The whole audience soon became silent, and people looked at the Goblet of Fire in front of Dumbledore with both nervousness and anticipation.

Black sat in his seat and drank honey water happily. For him who knew the plot, there was really no expectation...

"Okay, the goblet will make a decision soon. I estimate it will take another minute...Listen, after the name of the warrior is announced, I hope they can go to the top of the hall, walk along the staff seats, and enter the next room. They will get preliminary guidance there."

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and waved it. The hall, which was brightly lit just now, was immediately turned off. Only the candles in the pumpkin lanterns were still lit, and the hall became brighter and darker.

"Puff!"

The Goblet of Fire suddenly lit up, and the blue-white flame suddenly rose!

After the blue-white flame burned violently for a while, it suddenly turned red!

A tongue of fire suddenly jumped up, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out and fell into Dumbledore's hands.

"The 350 warriors of Durmstrang are... Viktor Krum!"

Applause and cheers rang out, welcoming the birth of the first warrior.

"Viktor! Great! I knew you were destined to be a warrior!" Karkaroff shouted excitedly.

After a while. The flames burst out again.

"The warrior of Beauxbatons is... Fleur Delacour! "

Fleur stood up, glanced proudly at the other Beauxbatons girls who were crying, and then walked to the room next to the hall.

A moment later, Dumbledore received another piece of parchment.

"The champion of Nurmengard is... Winsty Adams!"

Grindelwald patted Black's shoulder happily, "You introduced a good student to me, Black."

Black smiled and nodded, then gave Winsty an encouraging look.

After a while, the last piece of paper appeared.

Dumbledore smiled and opened it, "The champion of Hogwarts is..."

Black drank the honey water and said his name in his heart, Cedric Diggory!

"... Angelina Johnson!"

"Puff!" Black spurted out a mouthful of honey water, "Who? ”

He looked at the parchment in Dumbledore's hand in disbelief, and had an urge to rush over to take it and take a look.

No, something is wrong! Nine out of ten are wrong!

Angelina Johnson is a chaser of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a tall dark-skinned girl.

In the original book, she did vote for her name, but the final choice of the Goblet of Fire was Cedric!

What's going on now? Didn't Cedric vote for his name?

Black looked at the Hufflepuff table, and then saw the dejected Cedric. Obviously, he voted!

Then how did this happen? What's going on? Even if this butterfly flaps its wings, it can't be like this now, right? Black couldn't figure it out, very much. There must be something wrong...

While Black was still wondering, cheers rang out in the hall, especially the Gryffindor students were the most excited.

They hadn't read the script, so of course they didn't think there was anything wrong with Angelina becoming a warrior.

Angelina seemed very excited too. She waved to everyone and then walked towards the room.

Black's eyes were always on her, but he didn't find any problems for the time being.

"Okay, all the warriors of this session..."

"Puff!" The Goblet of Fire erupted againFlames, a piece of parchment flew out again.

Everyone was stunned, and Black's eyes widened.

No way? ! How could it be possible...

"The warrior of Hogwarts..." Dumbledore's face also became extremely heavy, and he looked at the Gryffindor table with a sharp gaze.

"Harry Potter!"

Fuck! I knew that Halloween would not be safe! .