Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

At this moment, Dumbledore's eyes glanced slightly in the direction of the Slytherin table and exchanged glances with Malfoy.

Then Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it sharply.

Suddenly, except for the candles hanging in the jack-o'-lanterns above the students' heads, they were still lit, and the rest of the candles were extinguished, and the auditorium fell into a half-dark state.The goblet of fire now emits a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue and white flames that shoot sparks are a bit dazzling.Everyone is watching, waiting...A few people keep looking at the watch...

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out.Then, a tongue of fire leaped into the air, and a piece of scorched parchment flew out of it-everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore caught the parchment and held it far away so that he could read the words clearly in the light of the flame.The flame was now blue and white again.

"Warrior of Durmstrang," he said in a clear and powerful tone, "It's Victor Krum."

The auditorium suddenly thought of thunderous applause. No matter which school the students were, they applauded the warrior from the bottom of their hearts, but he himself seemed a little distracted. It may be that the cold was not completely cured, so he was embarrassed. He stood up, walked listlessly towards Dumbledore, then turned to the right, followed the staff’s desk, and entered the next room through the door.

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

Karkaroff looked happy now. He had been worried about Krum's physical condition before. Now the Goblet of Fire sprayed out the name and the dust settled, which relieved him a lot.

The applause and conversation gradually subsided.Now everyone's attention was focused on the goblet again, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again.The second piece of parchment was pushed out of the cup by the flame.

"Warrior of Boothbarton," Dumbledore said, "It's Fleur Delacour!"

Furong stood up calmly at this time, her and Madam Maxime's expressions were relatively indifferent, which was what they expected.

It's just that the other Busbarton students didn't feel very well, and even a few female students were emotionally excited, bursting into tears, buried their heads in their arms, and sobbed sadly.

"I know you will walk into that room soon." Fleur paused as she passed Slytherin's long table, as if deliberately, she shook her bright silver show and smiled. Malfoy said.

"Thank you." Malfoy responded simply.

After that, Furong walked into the next room lightly.

After that, the atmosphere in the auditorium rose even more, because after the second warrior was selected, it meant that the warrior at home Hogwarts was about to be born.

On Hufflepuff’s long table, many students were looking at Cedric expectantly, and he took a deep breath, his handsome face looked calm, just a little sweat on his forehead, and The clenched fist still exposed his current emotions.

He was nervous.

The situation in Slytherin was similar, and the students looked forward to and nervously at the leader of the academy who had helped them obtain multiple glory, but the people who were followed performed slightly differently.

Malfoy seemed calm, and didn't know whether he had absolute confidence in himself or he didn't care about the result at all.

"Warrior of Hogwarts," Dumbledore said loudly, "It's Draco Malfoy!"

"Oh my God!" Ron covered his face in pain, not wanting to accept this reality.

Hermione looked at Slytherin's long table with a complex expression, and didn't know what words to use to comfort Harry now.

It seems that I am also a little happy in my heart?

"I want to talk to Professor Dumbledore about the treatment of house elves!" Hermione shook her head.

Slytherin's long table immediately burst into a shock of cheers, and the screaming and stomping behavior infected all the students at the table like an infection.

There are even some students who made a lot of provocative poses towards the table of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. These days, several colleges are full of gunpowder. As long as you mention the competitive players among the registered players, The students of several colleges will quarrel, but now is the time for Slytherin College to enjoy the fruits of victory.

This blatant provocation didn't stop until Dumbledore coughed.

"Congratulations, Malfoy." As he passed by Hufflepuff's long table, Cedric said kindly. At this time, his hands clenched into fists were released, adjusted his emotions, and accepted calmly. With this result, it seems very graceful.

"I just got better luck." Malfoy said modestly, and his heart was a little complicated: "A warrior seat where everyone is rushing, who can think of what will happen in the future after getting it?"

What was lost is temporary glory, but because of this, he regained his life. It should be a suitable deal.

Only Malfoy himself knows about this "exchange". If you say it, it will only be regarded as a crazy talk similar to Professor Trelawney's usual practice, and may be interpreted as a "ridicule" by the person in front of you. .

"You have to thank me very much. If I hadn't become a warrior and replaced you, I would have died." Once such words are said, no matter how well-mannered people are, they can't stay angry.

"Great!" When the noise finally subsided, Dumbledore exclaimed happily, "Well, now our three warriors have been selected. I know I can trust all of you, including Boothbarton and The other students of Durmstrang, you will definitely support your warriors with all your strength. By cheering on the warriors, you will also make a great contribution to this event—"

But Dumbledore stopped talking suddenly, and everyone could see what attracted his attention.

The flame in the goblet turned red again.Sparks splashed out cracklingly.A long tongue of fire suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was raised on it.

Dumbledore seemed to subconsciously stretch out a slender hand and grab the parchment.He held it far away, staring at the name written on it.There was a long silence, Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the auditorium stared at Dumbledore.Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and said aloud--

"Harry Potter."

Beside the faculty seat, the crazy-eyed Moody with his head buried in a nap. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, with an imperceptible smile on the corners of his mouth, and then quickly closed his eyes again, as if sleeping again. Past.

No one would believe that Mr. Moody, who has always been decent, would show such a "treacherous" expression.

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