chsdbacks Chapter 279 The Triumph Tournament Begins! Little Barty's "Open Scheme"
Chapter 279 The Triumph Tournament Begins! Little Barty's "Open Scheme"
Chapter 280 The Triwizard Tournament Begins! Little Barty's "Open Scheme"
then.
When the Durmstrang team proudly disembarked from the giant sailboat.
Upon approaching, you'll see two "door gods" on the left and right.
Six orange-yellow eyes stared down at them thirstily, saliva dripping from their fangs.
A ghostly blue flame burned from the withered skull.
The humanoid forelimbs gripped the silvery-white staff like guards, while its tattered wings flapped incessantly behind it.
"Gah, gaah?!"
Principal Karkarov stared wide-eyed in shock at the two terrifying monsters!
His comical appearance made some students burst out laughing.
Headmaster Dumbledore, suppressing a laugh, stepped forward and said:
"Welcome, Mr. Karkaroff. Don't worry about it, it was just a minor, harmless incident."
Dumbledore thought for a moment: "In that case, I should add twenty points to Ravenclaw's quick thinking and bravery."
You welcomed these guests from afar with a warm ceremony.
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Ethan slightly curled the corners of his mouth.
With a flick of his hand, he conjured a top hat and elegantly adjusted its brim:
"It's nothing."
Over at Beauxbatons, the girls blushed.
He kept stealing glances at Ethan.
Kakarov paused.
Chin raised, struggling to pick up the shattered pieces of pride:
"You must be the famous Ethan Vincent, right? Why such a grand opening?"
Aren't you afraid the game will become boring?
Ethan exclaimed in surprise, "What are you talking about? This isn't even an appetizer!"
Karkaroff:
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He suddenly turned his head and grabbed his favorite student, Viktor Krum, by the shoulder.
He said in a deep voice:
"Did your team buy you insurance? If not, I'll buy it for you!!"
Krum:
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Krum nodded slowly.
He turned to look at Ethan.
Under that solemn and dignified gaze.
The students swallowed hard, feeling immense pressure.
At the same time, I was extremely excited.
As expected, it seems they're about to issue a challenge!
What kind of intense sparks will these two star players ignite?!
next second.
Krum pulled a stack of papers from his pocket and handed them to Ethan.
He said in a muffled voice:
"This is a letter I asked you to give to you, and I'd like you to sign it."
Everyone: ? ? ?
The students were stunned.
He stared blankly at Krum, whose face looked "simple and honest".
There was a click.
Something inside me has broken.
It's probably because of the idol filter: "I'll sign whenever I have time."
Ethan readily agreed and carefully placed the letter away.
Just a side note.
Miss Furong would bombard him with a barrage of letters every now and then.
It was placed properly in a special storage cabinet.
After all, Ethan is a kind-hearted and good person.
I will sign my name, but what name I will sign it with: ...
That's hard to say.
Enter the castle.
Ethan was like a professional tour guide.
He walked and introduced things along the way:
"We are now passing through Hogwarts' famous 'Screaming Corridor'."
"Legend has it that the Headless Horseman once reaped the lives of hundreds here, piling their heads into a small mountain. This is his magnificent portrait..."
"Go up the stairs and you'll reach the territory of the 'Dead Plants'."
"The eyeball grapes are thriving here, so please don't be shy about interacting with them."
Ethan turned his head.
She looked at those pale faces with a smile.
In the dim light, the glowing tip of the wand illuminated the shape of his lips as they opened and closed:
"Hmm, it feels like...we seem to have overpaid?"
Students: ? ? !
They were terrified, internally screaming:
More terrifying than the extra "people" are these newly added "attractions" at Hogwarts, which have appeared so quietly!
and.
Why is it so dark inside the castle in broad daylight?!
"Waaah... I want to go home..."
Some of the girls in Beauxbatons have already started crying.
at this time.
Ethan's handsome face was terrifying in their eyes.
The uncanny valley effect is about to kick in.
Even the burly men from the north looked pale and sickly.
Principal Karkarov clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying:
"To weaken our will in such a way... Hogwarts, how despicable!"
Headmaster Dumbledore:
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He doesn't know anything.
They're all Ethan's.
How could a former school principal dare to say anything more?
When they rushed into the brightly lit auditorium, the students were almost moved to tears of joy.
however.
Before any cheers could be uttered, a question immediately escaped:
"Huh? Why is there a railway track standing in the middle of your auditorium?"
You read that right.
Like a branch poised to pierce its prey, it relentlessly broke through the floor and ceiling.
It was a section of railway track!
Ethan scratched his head shyly: "Hey~☆ This is the mystery prize for the final winner~"
Everyone:
Karkaroff was horrified: "That's despicable! Absolutely despicable to the point of being outrageous!!"
Dumbledore: "Uh, well."
"Let's explain the selection process for this Flame Goblet."
If we don't intervene...
It seems likely that Hogwarts will once again be rumored to be the biggest culprit in the tournament.
Please, it's always been fair, okay?
Can't win?
Look for the reasons within yourself.
The way to participate is to put a slip of paper with your name on it into a golden cup that is burning with blue flames.
The outer perimeter of the Golden Cup was marked by a circle drawn by Dumbledore himself.
Except for students in the second grade and below.
Ethan, who is also the organizer, is also ineligible to participate.
Ethan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Although he was somewhat interested, he was more eager to see what would happen after more than two years of training.
His growth as a member of the Enlightenment Society.
This time, it's not just a simple Halloween trick.
When all members of the Enlightenment Society lined up and submitted their names one by one.
The scene was breathtaking.
"Is that the student Ethan handpicked?" Krum asked in a deep voice.
Their gaze lingered on a robust student of similar build to them.
When Cedric turned his head and their eyes met, sparks flew.
Krum: "Hmph, interesting... Let's see what Ethan's taste is like!"
the other side.
When the youngest, Luna, also tiptoed and slipped in the note.
An uproar erupted around them.
"That crazy girl" also participated.
"Although she seems to have some talent, there's no way she'll be chosen..."
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Those who met the criteria—the Weasley twins, Harry Potter, Ron, and even Neville—mustered the courage to cast their names in the C category.
The eerie blue flames rolled.
It swallowed up the slips of paper, silently filtering them through unseen means.
Watching this scene unfold.
Ethan nodded in satisfaction.
I thought:
"This time, under my newly established rules, Harry Potter personally slipped in the note..."
"So, Barty shouldn't be needed anymore, right?"
Just as Ethan was thinking this...
a few days later.
A letter was delivered to Ethan.
"We must find a way to slip Ethan Vincent's name in through Dumbledore's protective magic..."
"Let him die during the match without anyone noticing..."
"Barty Crouchius Jr."
Ethan read the words in the letter, a smile playing on his lips with interest.