Hearing Dumbledore's words, Malfoy was stunned. He froze on the spot, his brain in an overloaded shutdown state.
He is obviously a warrior, how could he suddenly become his father?!
It felt like you had married a wife, the wedding had been held, and just before the wedding was about to take place in the evening, Dumbledore, who was hosting the wedding, told Malfoy:
"This is your baby mother - your father Lucius's wife - your father is about to enter the bridal chamber."
Malfoy couldn't accept this kind of thing, even his own father couldn't compete with him for his wife...ah, rob the warrior!
The other teachers also came over and looked at the parchment that had been burned until only the name was left. It did say - Lucius Malfoy.
Everyone felt ridiculous for a moment. Lucius Malfoy had graduated many years ago, so how could his name come out of the Goblet of Fire?
Professor McGonagall wondered: "Did someone put his name in?"
Dumbledore immediately looked at Malfoy and asked calmly:
"Malfoy, did you throw your father's name into the Goblet of Fire?"
"No...no." Malfoy stammered, "I wrote it under my own name."
No matter how stupid he is, he can't write the name on the "marriage certificate" as his father's name.
But under the gaze of everyone, Malfoy suddenly felt a little unconfident again. Could it be that he was really written as Lucius?
Karkaroff narrowed his eyes and seemed to see everything. With a cold smile on his face, he said sarcastically:
"Hogwarts is preparing to allow such long-graduated adult wizards to serve as warriors to compete with my students?
In order to win, your school will do whatever it takes!"
"This behavior is indeed unfair." Maxim agreed: "I will never let my students compete with such wizards!"
"Of course we won't do this." Dumbledore said politely: "This matter will be investigated..."
Before the principal finished speaking, the flame in the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and then, a more dramatic scene appeared:
I saw seven or eight pieces of parchment, like bullets, shot out of the Goblet of Fire and fell into Dumbledore's hands. The old man stared at the burnt pieces of paper and read each of them:
"Holden Gower, Joey Crabbe, Amycus Cahlo, Alecto Cahlo, Sean Knott, Ada Avery Jr...."
Karkaroff only felt ridiculous at this moment, because those names were all his "old colleagues"!
At that moment, he suddenly felt that this was not the Triwizard Tournament, but a gathering of Death Eaters.
Moody also realized this. He didn't speak, but just let out a harsh chuckle.
interesting!
If he had known that Hogwarts was so exciting, he would have retired earlier to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Wouldn't this be more interesting than being an Auror at the Ministry of Magic?!
Snape stood at the back of the crowd, staring at everyone's expressions, trying to figure out who had done this dirty trick.
It's definitely impossible to be Draco Malfoy, could it be Lucius... But it's impossible for him to sneak into Hogwarts and do such a thing without being discovered by Dumbledore.
It can't be the Dark Lord himself, right?
Or... Snape stared at the confused Dumbledore with suspicious eyes, his strange thoughts could not be explained.
His intuition told him that this matter was inseparable from this bad old man.
Many young wizards looked confused. These names and surnames were all familiar, but Hogwarts seemed to have no such students.
At this time, the Goblet of Fire, which had been silent for a moment, sparks crackled out again, and a long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, with a piece of parchment holding up on it.
Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand and grabbed the parchment. He breathed gently and said:
"It seems normal. The warriors of Hogwarts are-"
After everyone heard this, they all stared at the principal attentively, and he read loudly:
"-Rolf Scamander!"
Finally hearing the familiar name, the students all looked towards the Hufflepuff table.
Every Hufflepuff was jumping up and down, screaming, stamping their feet, and congratulating Rolf.
Rolf stood up calmly, first glanced at Shirley and Hermione in the distance, and then looked at each other tacitly with Dumbledore, and walked toward the room in the distance amid applause.
He quickly passed through the crowd, pushed open the door, and entered the room.
The room was small, with only a few torches lit, but the fire in the fireplace was flickering, illuminating the room.
There were many portraits of wizards hanging on the walls on both sides. Those faces all turned to look at Rolf, and when they saw him walking in, they began to whisper quietly.
There were also portraits that left quickly, seemingly to inform others who the Warriors of Hogwarts really were.
Krum was leaning against the mantelpiece, hunched over and closing his eyes to meditate. After seeing Rolf, he was about to go up and chat with him, but Fleur had already walked over before him.
Fleur came over, shook her waterfall-like silver hair, and said happily:
"Rolf, I knew you would be the champion of Hogwarts."
"It's me, but it's not just me." Rolf shrugged and sighed: "There seems to be some small problem with the Goblet of Fire."
He quickly told what had just happened in the auditorium. After hearing this, Fleur and Krum both looked at each other in confusion.
At this time, the door was opened again, and Shirley and Hermione walked in lightly.
Fleur already knew that something was wrong with the Goblet of Fire, so she asked tentatively:
"You two also became warriors?"
Shirley walked up to Luo Fu, nodded gently and said, "Yes."
For a moment, everyone fell silent, and the room fell into silence, but this silence did not last long. A large group of people opened the door and crowded in:
Professor Dumbledore, followed closely by Karkaroff, Maxim, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.
Harry and Ron were caught in the middle of the crowd.
Ludo Bagman shouted: "It's so bizarre! It's absolutely bizarre! There are so many warriors, many of whom have graduated for many years!
The Triwizard Tournament has been held for seven hundred years, and this is the first time such a bizarre thing has happened, right?!"
Madame Maxime straightened her tall body, her head touched the chandelier filled with candles, and her huge breasts wrapped in black satin rose and fell violently.
"It's quite bizarre, so what does it mean, Dumbledore?"
"I want to know too, madam," said Dumbledore, "but before we discuss this, I would like to ask you to read this - I just got it from the Goblet of Fire - but I am afraid of causing panic, so I have not read it in public.
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The professors leaned over and took a breath as they looked at the burnt note in Dumbledore's hand.
