Chapter 283： Who is the real king of pranks

"Age line?" Zhou Hong's eyes lit up all of a sudden. "That's easy. Since Dumbledore did not directly set up obstacles on the Goblet of Fire, it means the Goblet of Fire does not have the ability to distinguish the age of the contestants, so As long as you find a way to bypass the age line and throw the note into the goblet of fire, it can be considered a successful registration."

Dennis, Colin's younger brother, had a confused gleam in his big eyes, and asked:

"But how do we bypass the age line?"

"Stupid!" Zhou Hong said disdainfully, "Use an age-enhancing agent."

"But... we don't have ageing agents?"

"Don't worry about it, I have my own way!"

Zhou Hong curled his lips, and didn't plan to continue to deal with this fool.

At the same time, he made a secret decision in his heart, to find the potion maker tonight!

Anyway, that guy was so good to himself, he would definitely agree to such a small request.

On the other side, Slytherin's long table was lifeless, and the students who had just been flaunted at the moment looked like eggplants that had been beaten by frost.

There is no other reason, no one in their academy is qualified to participate in the Hogwarts warrior battle.

This makes these proud young people feel ashamed.

In contrast, the Durmstrang students who were at the table with them were quite happy. They wiped out the food on the long Slytherin table as if they had never eaten.

"Okay, go back to the boat." Karkaroff came to the long Slytherin table, "Vektor, how do you feel? Are you full? Shall I send someone some heat from the kitchen? Wine coming?"

Krum shook his head silently, then stood up and put on the fur cloak again.

"Professor, I want to drink some wine." Another Durmstrang boy nearby swallowed and salivated.

However, Karkaroff actually changed his son-like attitude toward Krum before turning his head and sternly reprimanded:

"I didn't ask you! Oh! Merlin's beard! You stupid boy dripped food on the front of your robe again. You are such an annoying fellow!"

After that, Karkaroff snorted and turned to take Krum away.

The others in Durmstrang seemed to have been accustomed to the different treatment of their own professors, and followed without a word, even the boy who was scolded was no exception.

Witnessing all this, Chris pulled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time rubbed his right ring knuckle with his left hand as if rubbing a ring.

...

The next day was Saturday. On this day in the past, the students went to breakfast very late.

However, when Mike and others came to the auditorium today, they found that it was already full of people.

Mike's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the crowd, and they cast fiery eyes at Mike, and at the same time automatically made a way to let Mike walk to the goblet of fire in front of them.

When he got closer, Mike discovered that the goblet of fire last night was still placed in the center of the auditorium, and on the floor, there was a circle of thin gold lines that completely wrapped the cup inside.

"Has anyone put a name in it?"

Facing Mike's question, Ron, who was still crowded in the crowd, got out immediately and said excitedly:

"The Durmstrang group put in this morning, but I don't know why. I haven't seen anyone at Hogwarts sign up until now."

Mike nodded, just as he was about to speak, Franklin on one side said first:

"It's not surprising at all. Now at Hogwarts, who doesn't know that our warriors will be selected from Mike and Cedric? If anyone else signs up again, they will be humiliated and laughed at! So if If I were them, I would definitely choose a name when no one was there!"

Ron opened his mouth slightly, a piece of paper in his hand was randomly crumpled into a ball and sneaked into his pocket.

He originally planned to sign up and try it out, but after listening to Franklin's words, he suddenly stopped going.

Seemingly seeing Ron's embarrassment, McKee immediately began to change the subject.

"Where's Harry, doesn't he try to sign up?"

"He's losing his temper in the dormitory now," Ron said. "Dumbledore found him last night and told him not to sign up. It was said that the three-finals were too dangerous for him to have an accident."

"I think Dumbledore is right!" Hermione's voice suddenly came. "The Triple Finals are really dangerous, and even if Harry signs up, he will definitely not be selected. In fact, I think there is no age limit. There is no need for existence. After all, unless someone cheats, the Goblet of Fire must select the strongest from their respective schools. Such strong will not be surprised even if they are young."

After that, Hermione glanced at Mike secretly.

Mike shook his head secretly. Hermione's time in the wizarding society was still too short, and she didn't understand many things.

As Fudge said before, cheating has always been the practice of the Triwizard Tournament.

The tri-finals test not only the individual abilities of the Warriors, but also the abilities of various schools.

Thinking about this, Mike took out a small note and started walking towards the goblet of fire in the center of the auditorium.

All the students who were whispering around after seeing this all held their breaths and opened their eyes wide to see Mike who was slowly approaching the Goblet of Fire.

The age line passed smoothly.

The paper slips into the goblet smoothly.

With a bang, the flame in the cup soared, engulfing the note.

There was a burst of cheers from all around, but in the cheers, two small figures squeezed away from the crowd and came to the age line.

"Are you ready? Dennis!"

"of course!"

"Then start!"

Zhou Hong and Dennis looked at each other, and at the same time they took out a bottle, uncorked the cork and drank the liquid inside.

Afterwards, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhou Hong and Dennis rushed straight towards the age line as if they had gone to platform 9 and 3/4 for the first time!

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the thin golden thread around the goblet of fire flashed.

Afterwards, everyone saw Zhou Hong and Dennis flying upside down at a faster speed than before. Before they got up after landing, their faces grew white beards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they grew to the position of their chests. Just stopped.

"Hahahahaha!"

The crowd onlookers reacted and laughed deafeningly.

In this laughter, Zhou Hong and Dennis were not angry either, but they laughed after discovering the changes in their bodies.

Mike walked up to them and helped their two bear kids up, and at the same time looked at Benjamin with questioning eyes.

In his opinion, the two little ghosts, Zhou Hong and Dennis, would definitely not be able to make ageing agents, so they could only be given by others.

And Benjamin's suspicion is undoubtedly the biggest.

There are many people who share the same idea with Mike, and Franklin and others looked at Benjamin almost immediately.

Benjamin, who was being watched by everyone, clenched his fists and stared at Zhou Hong who was standing beside Mike and still laughing, gritted his teeth and said:

"They looked for me, but I refused!"

"Hahaha! I can't stand George, this is so funny!"

"Who said no, Fred, they actually tried it!"

The Weasley brothers on the side finally couldn't help it, and began to laugh.

When Benjamin saw this, he rushed to the two of them and asked:

"You gave them the age-enhancing agent? You gave them even if you knew it didn't work?!"

"Of course! Hong is your brother after all. We still have to give you your face." The Weasley brothers looked at each other and laughed, "And, who let them steal our king of pranks? Fame, as their predecessors, we always have to teach them a lesson! Hahaha!"

Benjamin's fists were squeezed and then loosened, loosened and squeezed. After going back and forth several times, he sighed deeply and came to Zhou Hong silently.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary. It's no joke to use ageing agents indiscriminately."

This time, Zhou Hong unexpectedly didn't refuse Benjamin's outstretched hand, and slowly got on it and left.

And the Weasley brothers smiled happily at the back of Benjamin holding one hand in hand, gradually moving away.

When Mike saw this, he returned to the crowd and laughed.

He was still worried that Zhou Hong and Dennis, the two bear children, were so skinny that no one could suppress them.

But now it seems that **** is still old and spicy.

The two children are still too tender compared to the Weasley brothers.

When the business was done, Mike and the others did not go separately to do their own things as usual, but sat down at a long table and chatted.

Due to Halloween, the decoration in the auditorium has changed again.

A large group of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, and at the same time there were hundreds of minifigures carved from pumpkins looking at everyone in the setting sun in every corner.

Towards noon, the girls from Busbarton finally arrived at Hogwarts Castle.

They formed a neat line, and under the leadership of Ms. Maxim, they entered the age line one by one to register.

Furong was the first to complete the registration, and after completing the registration, she did not continue to return to the team, instead she came to Mike's side and sat down.

She obviously felt that the conversation at the dinner yesterday was not enough and plans to continue today.

It's a pity that Penello is there, and they can't talk openly at all.

While observing the Boothbatten team, Mike found that the only Boothbatten boy did not show up last night, so he sent an inquiry to Fleur.

When Furong heard this, she replied indifferently:

"You said Timmy, Ms. Maxim didn't even plan to let him sign up. This time I brought him here to show him to the world."

Black lines appeared on Mike's face, and it seemed that Boothbatten's feminist trend was really successful.

All succeeded too far.

"Where did you sleep last night?" Franklin asked curiously. "If you don't sleep well, you are welcome to come to the Ravenclaw Lounge anytime."

"You don't have to worry about it, our carriage is very big."

Furong didn't even turn her head back, and her tone was a little impatient.

Since she was a child, she has met many people like Franklin who turned into dog lickers when they met, and this made her accustomed to treating these people roughly.

After all, she is so beautiful.

Beautiful to the point that no matter how rudely treated those licking dogs, they would not care.

Fleur continued to talk to Mike softly, not paying attention to Penello's murderous eyes.

She is also used to this, she herself is in a state of being isolated by all the girls in Boothbarton.

After all, she is so beautiful.

Beautiful to the extent that other girls are jealous.

In addition, her mixed blood of Veeva is much worse in the eyes of pure blood than the Muggle blood of Mudblood, so it is normal to be isolated.

"Furong, we should go now."

Ms. Maxim’s unique voice came from not far away, and Fleur reluctantly said goodbye to Mike, and returned to Boothbarton’s team amid the regrets of the boys and the eyes of the girls wanting to kill. , Left the auditorium.

"You like her very much?"

Hillary's eyes complained and threw a proposition to Franklin, but Franklin immediately shuddered when he heard the words and waved to deny it.

When Mike saw this, he smiled and took a sip from his teacup, but he felt a bitter look on his side as well.

Turning his head and looking at Penello who seemed to be calm, Mike didn't say anything.

Just silently shook Penello's hand and smiled at Penello at the same time.

Penello seemed to have answered something from Mike's smile, and the frowning eyebrows were finally released.

Everything is clear.

In winter, the sun goes off work so early, and when the sun is completely set ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Hogwarts' annual Halloween dinner finally begins.

Unlike in previous years, Hogwarts students seem to have lost interest in those wonderful performances and delicious food. They are always whispering, and their eyes are always shifted to the faculty. The goblet of fire in front of the seats floated.

Mike is also looking in that direction, but he is not looking at the goblet of fire, but the person in the classroom seat.

Moody, this guy has returned!

He still looks the same for thousands of years, but he feels a lot more haggard. It seems that dealing with the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic and the Wisengama Council is a very energy-consuming task for him.

By now, Mike can basically confirm that this Moody is genuine.

After all, the Ministry of Magic and Wissengamer are not Hogwarts, and the various detection methods there are so outrageous, Mike doesn't believe that Barty Jr. can still remain secretive under such circumstances.

But new problems also followed.

Since this Moody is genuine, where is Barty Crouch Jr.?

Is it pretending to be someone else?

Mike's gaze scanned the people sitting in the faculty seats back and forth, seeming to want to see through their possible disguise.

Or maybe.

Barty Crouch Jr. didn't come to Hogwarts at all? Voldemort didn't even start to move?

Mike thought so, finally averted his gaze and looked at the Goblet of Fire again.

This question will be answered tonight.

Just see if Harry will become the fourth warrior like the original and it's over.