novelraw Chapter 173 The Confused Goblet of Fire
Chapter 173 The Confused Goblet of Fire
"Is she so easily dismissed by Dumbledore?" Harry shook his head suspiciously.
While Harry and Queenie whispered to each other, Umbridge looked over.
This sight... is indeed hatred, but... this hatred always makes her feel something more.It's no longer simply dissatisfaction with her disobedience, but... like Harley owes her millions of dollars, or... how many of her cats did Harley kill?
And her classroom style has also changed - not a noticeable change, but when students read this fake textbook, she herself looks very bored and even yawns...
In addition, her attitude towards Hermione took a turn for the worse, and two or three other classmates let go of Harley who really had a problem with her...
"Are you okay?" After class, Harry walked over to Hermione, who was packing her books.
"She's not the first teacher to dislike me," shrugged Hermione, "so, I don't think it's a big deal. Anyway, thank you for asking me." She smiled at Harry.
"Hermione had a big fight with Trelawney last year, and that was her peak form." Ron laughed from ear to ear.
"What do you two... have in common?" Harry looked in the direction of the other students who had also been yelled at by Umbridge.
"They're all Muggle-born." Hermione had already thought about it, "and, I've heard that she behaved similarly when teaching other grades - Colin's own brother, Dennis Creevey , a first-year freshman, was scolded and cried by her directly. Their brothers are also Muggle-born."
Ron looked at Harry's frowning brows, "Are you suspecting... Umbridge was dropped?"
He shook his head, "But Umbridge does discriminate against Muggle-borns. Dad said it's an open secret in the ministry," Ron continued, snorting, "There's nothing good about this woman, she's just a An amalgamation of evil. I daresay a dementor is cuter than her."
But the suspicion in Harry's heart was still not dispelled.After class, when Queenie disappeared with the Weasley twins again in a flash, Harry walked to the library alone, and when she passed Umbridge's office, she suddenly thought--Umbridge...should still be There is a class...
So she looked left and right, quietly pulled out her wand—
"Araho Cave is open."
This office is still full of pink and white lace and drapes, and the cat on the plate still looks at Harry arrogantly, but she always feels...something is different...
At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came to mind outside the door, from far to near, and it was about to reach the door...
Harry was about to take out the invisibility cloak that was pressed at the bottom of his schoolbag to hide, when a boy's voice sounded at the door——
"Ah, Professor Umbridge, good morning, you are here," this is Cedric, he said respectfully, "Just now I turned your door lock without authorization, so I triggered your alarm."
His words were too clear and loud, and Harry understood that the other party was probably talking to him, and he might have seen his sneaking in.
Harry quickly put on the Invisibility Cloak.
"What do you want from me?" said Umbridge impatiently.
"I have an academic question to ask."
"After class, I'm busy." She was about to open the door, and it seemed that she didn't believe Cedric's words.
"Uh...professor..."
Cedric was also in a hurry, almost revealing himself. Regardless of Umbridge's objections, he also squeezed into the office together, checking every inch of the corner.
Harry moved quietly towards the door, fortunately she was thin enough to slip through the gap between Cedric and the door frame.But inevitably, she brushed the back of his hand.
"It seems that you are really busy, Professor Umbridge, then I won't bother you." Cedric responded quickly.
Leaving Umbridge still viciously looking for the intruder in the office, Cedric found Harry who had just taken off the Invisibility Cloak behind a tapestry at the corner of the nearest corridor.
Harry saw the other's raised eyebrow.
"Invisibility cloak? It's really convenient..." Cedric jokingly said, "It's good to be able to think of opening it with Alahoo, but your 'wizard awareness' is not strong enough. Professors' offices usually have warning spells. .”
"Okay, I did forget about the warning spell..." Harry spread his hands, "Why, the prefect and Mr. Good will deduct my house points?"
"If you could tell me exactly what you were doing just now, I might consider less deductions or no deductions."
Harry took a closer look at the Hufflepuff boy in front of him, and realized that he was just joking. Since he really wanted to help him just now, and he has always... looked decent, he continued, "I'm investigating, Do you feel that Umbridge...besides the way he teaches...is different?"
"Which aspects are you referring to?"
"First of all, she didn't call you 'honey' just now, not at all;" Harry snapped her fingers.
"Secondly, I've been to her office once, and it's all pink tea sets, and cats...you must know that too. But just now I just observed roughly in 2 minutes-I found that her cat's plate was covered with tiny And, do you see that big box in the corner? It's not covered with lace!"
"It's so unlike her!" Harry emphasized to Cedric, who looked disbelieving.
"Perhaps what you said has some truth, little detective," he opened the tapestry, "but Umbridge...is a trouble, I suggest you stay away from her as much as possible, because the Ministry of Magic forces she represents...are biased against you .At this sensitive moment, don't give her any excuses. Let's go, I'll take you back."
Harry slumped his shoulders, frustrated...
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Afterwards, Harley was completely suspicious and wary of Umbridge, and didn't even notice that the students around her suddenly started chattering about the Triwizard Tournament.
Ron looked at her half-cut steak and shook his hand in front of her eyes, "Hey? Harry, dessert is about to be withdrawn, your steak hasn't moved yet."
Harry finally came to his senses and finally started to deal with his dinner.
Ron looked at Harley, who was silent, and remembered what his mother told him every time at the end of the letter - to take care of Harry like Ginny... Tsk, seriously, he didn't take care of Ginny so carefully... …
"And you'll have to wear thicker school gowns tomorrow," he said, "because we're going to meet Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's guests in front of the castle tomorrow after afternoon classes. England at the end of October Not warm."
"What?" Harry's fork was still in midair.
"The Triwizard Tournament, the other two schools are coming." Queenie looked at Harley, really wanting to see what was going on in her mind... But after all, she had an appointment with Harley many years ago... …
Moreover, Harley's current Occlumency is not something she can easily break through.
"Oh," Harry flipped the pieces of meat on the plate, "I always feel that it has nothing to do with us..." she said boredly.
Sometimes she felt that she had come to England...was it too early?Voldemort didn't act anymore after he robbed the prison, and Dumbledore didn't take special care of her, such as teaching her how to kill Voldemort...
And Professor Snape, in addition to his face getting darker and darker, also avoided any topic about Voldemort when he was making up lessons alone.
Are they trying to isolate her from danger on purpose?Was it because after she died once, they questioned her abilities?
The next day, together with her classmates, she greeted Beauxbaton's representative driving a flying carriage and Durmstrang's representative from the Black Lake outside the castle.
Much to the surprise and excitement of everyone (especially Ron), Quidditch star Victor Krum was on Durmstrang's team.
He had bad luck this year...was ruined by Voldemort...Harry felt sorry for him.
The other party seemed to feel her gaze, and looked over with sinister eyes...
Probably because those exaggerated narrators were saying that Harley would take over his mantle, Krum squinted his eyes when he saw it was her...
Even their principal, Karkaroff, glared at Harry.
Welcome address, dinner, business as usual.Except that the boys are unconsciously goofy after seeing Beauxbatons' Fleur Delacour.Fleur was indeed beautiful, but the behavior of the boys was too neurotic. Hermione said it was because she had Veela blood, and at the same time cast a contemptuous glance at Ron, who had been stupefied.
Headmaster Dumbledore also welcomed Crouch and Bagman, who also came to the dinner as guests, and then he took out a goblet with a blue flame burning in the cup-this is a tool for selecting warriors.
The principal emphasized the 17-year-old limit, and that once a name is put in, a contract is formed with the Goblet of Fire. If selected, one must participate and must not go back on his word.The registration period only lasts for 24 hours.
Harry yawned.
The next day, when she passed by the Goblet of Fire in the foyer during class, she would always see scattered students putting their names into it under the encouragement and booing of their friends.
Among them was Cedric, who winked at Harry, who silently said cheers.
She had also heard from Queenie that the Weasley twins had grown beards as a result of trying to get away with aging potions.
Harry wasn't really interested in it herself, so she and Hermione spent most of the day in the library.She didn't want to use this to attract the attention of any boy, and she was already famous enough.
—Damien wouldn't like her any more just because she took a weird trophy.
Her interest was all on the announcement of the results the next day, because she was still very curious about which Hogwarts student would be selected.Just like watching a talent show, you always want to know who won. As for what they sang, it doesn't matter to many ordinary viewers.
Harley was such an ordinary spectator who watched the excitement, so she would never have imagined that her name would appear on the fourth piece of paper that floated out of the fire...
At this time, the entire hall was buzzing with discussions, and there was no thunderous applause like when Cedric was selected.Some students stretched their necks to get a closer look at her, because Harley has been keeping a low profile since the beginning of school... Some students have gradually ignored her existence.
However, they will not ignore now that Harley not only violated the age limit, but also challenged the rule of only three warriors from three schools.
"I know you didn't put your name in..." whispered Queenie, and she pushed Harry, "but Dumbledore called you twice, you should at least go and see what's going on."
Harry nodded, took a deep breath, and walked towards the guest table with calm steps.
Following the principal's instructions, she walked into the lounge where the other three warriors were,
The professors, including Snape and Umbridge, and the headmasters of the other two schools rushed in, along with Bagman and Crouch.
Mrs. Maxim kept yelling at Dumbledore that it was unfair. Bagman and Crouch finally used "rules are rules after all", "you must participate if your name is sprayed out", "it is impossible to re-elect" Temporarily sealed the headmistress's mouth.
At this moment, Dumbledore finally had the energy to pay attention to Harry, "Did you put your name in?" he asked seriously.
Krum on the side kept frowning his eyebrows, Fleur akimbo, both of them were waiting for an explanation.Only the well-bred Cedric looked confused and worried.
Harry looked at the adults surrounding him one by one, and had an idea in his mind——
"I voted." She said frankly.
"How dare you...how did you do it?" Snape stepped forward, gritting his teeth.
"Principal Dumbledore didn't say that you can't ask adult students to vote for you." Harry said, while secretly winking at the professor, hoping he would understand...
"It's impossible," Madam Maxim questioned, "Even if your name can enter the Goblet of Fire, it is impossible for a school to produce two warriors."
"I..." Harry rolled his eyes, "Maybe the Goblet of Fire was confused and thought I was a student of Ilvermorny—it's entirely possible, I just transferred here this semester."
The author has something to say:
Little theater on the night Harry drank:
The second the two-way mirror was switched on, Damian could tell something was wrong with Harry today.
Her face was extremely ruddy, and her green eyes sparkled with mist, and she giggled at him.
The alcohol content of the Butterbeer certainly didn't hold her back, and she later drank a little Firewhiskey that the Weasley twins had smuggled back from the Hog's Head.
"The bartender at the Pig's Head never bothered to check your age," Fred patted his chest. "And, we have a secret passage to avoid Filch's inspection."
Damian (seriously): "You've been drinking. You've been drinking! I'm going to tell Father and Pennyworth."
HARLEY (panic): "No! There's... no alcohol control here in wizards!"
She lied to Damian that there is no butter beer, but you still need to be 17 years old to drink fire whiskey.
Damian (continuing to be serious): "There is no alcohol control, that's the problem of their wizards." After that, he was about to hang up the double-sided mirror and file a complaint.
Harley (aggrieved, but her eyes sparkle, alerting Damian), she whimpered, "Don't tell anyone... well, how can I bribe Officer Damian?"
As she spoke, she began to slowly untie the bow tie on the neckline of her shirt. After the bow tie was undone, her hands continued to move downstream...unbuttoning the buttons in order.
"One button bribe? Sergeant Damian? Two?"
The girl's exposed skin area is getting bigger and bigger... The two undulations and the shallow gully in between have once again impacted his vision...
Damian panicked for a moment, he always had nothing to do with her...
Wait, is there really nothing he can do?
Tsk, he is going to stand up!
Damian (showing the most ruthless and stern expression he can do in this situation), snorted and said, "A few buttons won't do, Miss Potter."
"Take off your bra and show me the whole thing."
It was finally Harry's turn to be stunned, "You...what are you talking about, Da...Damian?" She even grabbed her neckline.
Tsk, finally know what's wrong?
Damian knew that his expression couldn't collapse at this moment.He continued to say coldly: "What are you waiting for? Take off!"
Harry exclaimed, hung up the double-sided mirror phone, and threw it far away at the foot of the bed, as if it had suddenly caught fire.
After that... she fell asleep on the pillow.
The next day, she rubbed her forehead, swearing off a hangover that she would never drink again.
In the distance, she saw the twins being chased by a red Howler letter.
"Our mother knew Fred gave you a drink," Ron gloated, "Ginny sued."
"It seems that I need to write a letter to Mrs. Weasley to explain..." Harry hummed, she always felt that she had forgotten something...
Last night, Damian seemed to... said something extraordinary, what exactly was it?