Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“I want in!” Fred whispered at the table.

“How could such a thing be less than us!” George followed suit.

They were both excited to see the possibility of such honor and wealth.

There's more than one guy like them who fantasizes about becoming a Hogwarts warrior, and he can see people watching Dumbledore either enthusiastically or excitedly whispering with neighbors at every college table.

But Dumbledore spoke again and calmed down again in the auditorium.

“I know you're all eager to win the trophy for Hogwarts.” But the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed to set an age limit for this year's competitors, "he said. Only students who have reached the age of seventeen, that is, those over the age of seventeen, are allowed to enroll for consideration. We feel...”

Dumbledore raised his voice slightly as some protested angrily after listening to him.

“I hope you understand that this measure is necessary because the competition project is still difficult and dangerous, and no matter how many precautions we take, it is simply impossible for students below grade 67 to cope. I will personally ensure that no underage student deceives our impartial referee into becoming a Hogwarts warrior. ”

As his eyes swept past Fred and George's rebel face, the blue eyes flashed a deep glow.

Then, his eyes turned to Ivan and he seemed to get deeper.

Dumbledore went on to say, "So if you're under the age of seventeen, I ask you not to waste your time filing an application. ”

“The delegations of Boosbaton and Demstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the school year with us. I know that you will all show enthusiasm and friendship while our foreign dignitaries are here, and that you will all wholeheartedly support Hogwarts once he or she is finally chosen. Well, it's late, and it's very important that you walk into the classroom tomorrow morning in a shaky and sober way. Go to bed! Hurry up!”

Dumbledore sat down and turned to talk to MadEye Moody.

The dining room clicked and ping-pong sounded, and the students stood up and poured towards the two opposite doors, entering the hall.

“They can't do that!” George didn't come to the door with the flow of people, he stood there staring at Dumbledore, “We'll be 17 next April, why don't we give it a try? ”

“They can't stop me from participating.” Fred stubbornly said, and stared angrily at the guest audience, "Being a warrior can do a lot of things you don't normally do, plus a thousand gallons of prize money...”

“Yeah!” Ron said, with a tranced look on his face, "Yeah, a thousand gallons...”

“This is the most unfair thing to Evan, the strongest little wizard in the school, and Evan has proven it.” Hermione frowned and said, "But now because of his age, he is not allowed to compete...”

“If Ivan can't be a warrior, I don't see anyone in the school who still has that qualification.” Harry nodded.

“This is ridiculous indeed! ”

“Yes, we have to talk to Dumbledore and let him change the charter...” Fred said.

“Okay, let's go.” Ivan said, "If we don't leave, we're all alone here. ”

In fact, he is not worried at all.

No one can stop him from becoming a warrior until he can put his name into the Flame Cup.

Dumbledore has several ways to crack the magic that prevents little wizards under the age of 17 from voting.

“Evan, why aren't you angry at all?!” George said, "Their age limit is completely...”

“Please come here, Mr. Mason, the principal has something to say to you.” Professor McGonagall seriously said, walking to a few people and looking at them with dissatisfaction, "The five of you hurry back to the public lounge and don't block the door like this. ”

Under the watchful eye of Professor McGonagall, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George glanced at Ivan and walked towards the foyer.

Ivan returned to the faculty by himself, where only Dumbledore and Mad-Eye Moody were left.

“I have my own opinion on the matter...” Moody stopped suddenly, and that magical blue fake eye fell on Ivan and said with interest, "Ah, it's the second time we've met, Ivan Mason, and I'm surprised you made such a big scene on the Quidditch World Cup. ”

He walked over and shook Ivan's hand, as scarred as his face, all scarred.

MadEye Moody looks even more horrible from up close.

Ivan had previously met with him at the Ministry of Magic, where only Sirius and Mr. Weasley were present, except for the two of them.

This fake Moody knew that even in front of him, he did something to disguise himself.

“Nice to meet you, Professor!” Ivan whispered, “I didn't expect you to come to Hogwarts to teach either. ”

“I hadn't thought about it before, but I taught Dumbledore for only a year.” Mooney said, chuckling with a dumb voice, "Yes, only teach for a year and then return to my peaceful retirement. ”

It was the first time Evan saw him smile, and when he smiled, his scarred face looked more twisted and weird.

“Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are always short on staff and it's not easy to find the right person.” Dumbledore gently said, "If I may, I hope you will stay, and your valuable experience is exactly what we need. ”

“I'll think about it!” Moody said, waving a rough hand.

“Well, Evan, I'm sorry to disturb your break, but I have something to tell you.” Dumbledore calmly said, turning his eyes to Evan, "about the triumph...”

“Professor, I hope to be able to compete!” Ivan hastily said, "And I'm confident...”

“Of course I know that you will be able to break through the age limit magic I have laid out, and I have no doubt about that.” Dumbledore said seriously, "but Boothbarton and Durmstrante deliberately asked us to ban you from the Triathlon on the grounds that your age did not meet the requirements. Of course, by what they mean, it seems like you're worried that your magic is too powerful and no one will be your opponent. ”

Ivan's previous performance at the Quidditch World Cup was too eye-catching.

That immense magic and powerful magic power, let alone the little wizard, even an adult wizard, could not possess.

In this case, it is no surprise that they made a request to restrict Ivan's participation in the competition.

“Huh, the idea of the weak!” Moody disdainfully said, "Those guys are scared...”

“Exactly, but they see this requirement as one of the conditions for restarting the triumph.” Dumbledore said, "Keep an eye on Ivan," so I'm sorry, Ivan, but I need you to promise me that you won't compete. ”