The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"The warriors of Hogwarts—"

Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud:

"It's Harry Potter!"

There was no applause.

A hum began to fill the auditorium, as if countless little bees were chirping.

Professor McGonagall rose from the guest table and trotted past Ludo Bagman and Professor Karkaroff, whispering eagerly in Professor Dumbledore's ear.

All eyes were fixed on Gryffindor's long table.

"I'm not...I don't..." Harry said blankly.

Ron was on one side, looking at him with surprise, loss, and even jealousy.

"Go!" Hermione pushed him gently behind him. He just stood up and walked into the previous room under the guidance of Professor McGonagall.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him at the same time.

"He can't be 17 years old!"

"How did he do that……"

"Can he really handle the Triwizard Tournament?"

Along the way he heard countless whispers.

Harry didn't know how he had made it this far... At this moment, his mind was almost blank.

Dumbledore's eyes were once again on the Goblet of Fire.

Almost at the same time, the flames in the goblet turned red again, and sparks crackled.

A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and a piece of parchment was held on it.

This scene is not so unexpected, given that a Hogwarts fourth-year student has just become a warrior by accident.

Almost unconsciously, Dumbledore took the parchment.

"Jon Hart!"

The buzzing sound sounded again, almost more intense than before.

But no one got up again...

"Jon Hart!" Dumbledore read the name on the parchment a second time.

There were whispers on Hufflepuff's long table.

"Is Jon on your side, Zacharis?"

"No, I didn't see him at the whole dinner party, you ask Hannah..."

"I didn't see him either, I didn't see him all day today..."

"Jon Hart!" Dumbledore read for the third time.

Professor Severus Snape stood up from his bench with a subtle expression on his face: "That's it, Dumbledore..."

"If I remember correctly!" Professor Snape's voice was low, but enough to spread throughout the auditorium: "Mr Hart should be in my office now, in confinement...because he was in Potions class. Poor performance."

...

In the potions teacher's office, Jon has donned a dragonskin suit and a dragonskin hood.

So as not to let the blood of the Indian black eel get on his clothes.

Killing an eel is easy, but collecting its entire blood in a glass bottle is a little more difficult.

Because they are really a bit long.

After a few wastes and blood splatters on the floor... Jon thought of a way.

That is, after killing an Indian black eel, restrain its neck and wrap it around its own neck, so that all the blood can be poured into the glass bottle calmly.

Jon had collected a full five bottles of blood, and there were more than a dozen corpses of Indian black eels lying on the ground.

"Count the time, the banquet should be over!" Jon muttered to himself.

However, according to the original plot, Harry Potter unexpectedly became the fourth warrior of the Goblet of Fire, and then a group of referees and teachers fought for a long time... So after finishing the work, there should be a little time to study here.

"Is anyone there?" There was a knock on the door, a very familiar voice.

"Come in, the door is unlocked," Jon said casually.

...

Fourth-year Hufflepuff student Hannah Abbott hurried to the Potions teacher's office.

Her mind hasn't turned around yet, and she doesn't know what's going on...

Doesn't it mean that only 17-year-old students can participate in the Triwizard Tournament?

Why were both Harry and Jon chosen?

They obviously have a fourth grade and a third grade.

And... why does Hogwarts have two representatives?

Is this a benefit to the organizer, but when Professor Dumbledore explained the rules earlier, he didn't mention this.

There is one thing she is still very clear about... Professor Sprout's order a few minutes ago, she let herself rush to Professor Snape's office as quickly as possible, and give Jon, who was imprisoned there, to him. call back.

Hannah, who felt that her mind was full of goo, finally came to Professor Snape's office.

"Is anyone there?" she shouted.

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

Hearing the familiar voice inside, Hannah breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she opened the door to Professor Snape's office and walked in.

"Ah—" Hannah screamed in fright the moment she saw the tragic scene inside.

She shivered, sat down on the ground, and pointed forward with trembling fingers:

"Snake...snake...snake..."

...

"You...don't come here..." Hannah screamed, touching the floor with both hands and stepping back a little.

Looking at the familiar face covered in blood in front of him, especially with a long and thick black snake wrapped around his neck; there was blood everywhere on the floor, and there were many dead bodies of black snakes... Hannah Already trembling with fright.

Hannah-Aibo has always been afraid of snakes since she was a child...especially this kind of black, long and thick.

"It's just a black eel... I'm in confinement, Hannah!" Jon explained quickly.

"...Triwizard Tournament...Hogwarts...Harry...two warriors...fourth place..." Hannah Abbott stammered, she was too frightened to say the whole thing words come.

"There is a fourth warrior in the Triwizard Tournament, right? Is it Harry Potter?" Fortunately, Jon himself has a strong brain comprehension ability and "understood" what she said.

Hannah-Aibo hurriedly shook her head and stammered again: "Professor Sprout...she told you...to the banquet..."

"It's okay, Hannah... I won't be attending the banquet. I have to help Professor Snape complete these tasks!" As he said, Jon raised the big black eel in his hand.

"Ah..." Hannah let out a terrified scream again, and ran away without looking back.

"It's weird!" Jon shook his head helplessly.

He walked over and closed the door... After thinking about it, he deliberately locked it.

...

"Why haven't we started yet?" Fleur Delacour asked impatiently in the hut by the auditorium.

"Things have encountered a little accident..." Luke Bagman said with a wry smile: "A fourth warrior appeared..."

"What about the fourth warrior, let him come too!" Viktor Krum also said a little irritably: "We've all been waiting here for almost twenty minutes."

"This is another small accident... That warrior happens to be in confinement now!" Mr. Bagman said as he stepped back: "I'll go to the auditorium to see how it goes!"

Back in the auditorium, Mr. Bagman keenly heard footsteps outside the door... It seems that the warrior who is being locked up is back?

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Mr. Bagman raised his voice and said: "The thing is, sometimes, the Goblet of Fire will choose a fourth warrior, and this has happened before... "

While talking nonsense, Mr. Bagman pointed to the door: "Now, we welcome..."

The door was pushed open, and Hannah Abbott broke in and threw herself into Professor Sprout's arms at the door.

"Professor..." Hannah-crying said, "Jon... Jon... he's playing with snakes!"

The entire faculty was in an uproar, not knowing what was going on.

Even Professor Albus Dumbledore had a dumbfounded expression at this time.

...

Inside the Potions Office...

The last black eel was taken out and stabbed into the back of its neck, ending its life.

Delicately wrapping it around his neck, Jon aimed the eel's neck at a glass bottle.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

There was a loud knock on the door, or to be more precise, it should be a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Jon frowned.

He decided to solve the last black eel first, and then open the door.

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