Chapter 289 The Storm

is Coming Upon hearing this, Ms. Maxime's chest rose and fell even more violently, so much so that Mike was worried that her clothes would be torn due to her excessive breathing.

She took a deep breath and pointed at Mike as if she wanted to accuse him, but before she could speak, Mr. Crouch, who had been silent from the beginning, said:

"He is right. Any argument you have now is meaningless. The Goblet of Fire has made its decision."

"This is unfair!" Karkaroff roared, "If you insist on doing this, we Durmstrang will withdraw from the competition! And next time, we will not participate in the next tournament!"

"Don't be funny, Karkaroff." Crouch seemed a little impatient, "Stop your false threats, you and I both know that this is impossible. Krum has been chosen by the Goblet of Fire. It's like signing an inviolable magical contract! So, let's end the argument quickly! So that I can go home and go to bed."

At this time, Karkaroff was like an angry old lion. He stared with bloodshot eyes and gnashed his teeth as if he wanted to eat Crouch.

But for some reason, he didn't even take any substantive action.

The situation seemed to be out of control, and Dumbledore finally stood up.

"Okay, everyone. We don't know why this has turned out like this." Dumbledore's loud voice echoed in the small room, "But in my opinion, we have no choice but to accept it now. Since both Michael and Harry have been selected to participate in the competition, then..."

"Ah, but Dumbledore..."

"My dear Ms. Maxime, if you have another solution, I am willing to listen to it."

Dumbledore just stared at Maxime who interrupted him, his blue eyes calm.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Maxime still looked angry, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After a long time, Maxime didn't respond, and Dumbledore moved his eyes to Karkaroff.

Karkaroff suddenly felt a little hot, and wanted to take off his fur coat, but he didn't dare to, so he could only twist in place.

"Okay, let's continue." Ludo came out to smooth things over. "It's time to give guidance to our warriors, isn't it? Barty, you can do it."

"Hmm? Oh, yes, guidance." Barty Crouch's voice sounded a little tired, "The first project... Well, how about this, Ludo, I'll leave the guidance to you, I'm not feeling well, I think I'd better go home and rest for a while."

After that, Crouch walked out of the shadows and left the room regardless of the reactions of the people present.

When he passed by the fireplace, Mike finally saw Crouch's appearance up close through the light of the fireplace.

He looked extremely haggard, with two deep shadows under his eyes, and his wrinkled skin was as pale as paper.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mike felt that when he saw Crouch's weak appearance, Ludo seemed to be secretly happy.

"Hmm! In that case, let me give the warriors pre-match guidance." Ludo coughed to hide his expression, but the upturned corners of his mouth still betrayed him, "The first project will be completed on November 24th, in front of all the other students and referees. Since this project is to test your courage and guts, I can't reveal too many details, and I apologize to you for that.

During the competition, warriors must not request or accept any help from any other teachers. The only thing you can rely on during the competition is the wand in your hand.

In addition, there is good news to tell you. Since the competition is very demanding and lasts for a long time, the warriors do not have to take the annual exam.

I think that's all, Dumbledore."

Ludo cast an inquiring look at Dumbledore.

"Yes." Dumbledore looked at the direction where Crouch disappeared with a concerned look, "Is Barty really not staying in Hogwarts? We have a school doctor here."

"Don't worry about him, Dumbledore. He was hit hard by being kicked out of the Law Enforcement Department. Let him be alone." Ludo said, "At least I'm going to stay here. After all, Hogwarts is much more interesting than my office."

"Then do you want to have a nightcap together?"

Dumbledore glanced at the adults present with an inquiring look.

"No, Dumbledore!" Ludo waved his hand to refuse, "Just spare me. I still want to walk around Hogwarts and reminisce about my school days while I'm awake."

Karkaroff and Maxim on the side didn't even say a word of refusal. They left the room with Fleur and Krum respectively. Mike even heard them talking in their own language on the way.

Dumbledore looked at the people who left quickly speechlessly, smacked his lips, and then focused his attention on Mike and Harry.

"Don't look at me like that, Professor. I'm not an adult yet." Mike said with a smile, "If I were an adult, I would not refuse you."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly eased. Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, who was laughing, and sighed and shook his head.

Even Harry, who had been keeping his head down, had lost a lot of his gloom on his face.

"That's a deal, Mike. We must have a good drink on the day you come of age." Dumbledore, who finally calmed down, looked at Mike and said with a smile, "And now, I suggest you go back to bed as soon as possible. I believe that the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students must be waiting for you to go back and celebrate together. After all, they finally have an excuse to have a big fight, and it would be wrong to take away their opportunity."

After saying that, Dumbledore also winked at Mike.

Mike understood, nodded, and left the room with Harry.

The hall is now empty, and all the students have returned to their respective lounges.

The candle flame was already very low, which made the grinning smile of the pumpkin lantern look flickering and very strange.

Harry looked up at Mike with his head down, and said, "I'm sorry, Mike."

"Why do you say sorry?" Mike said.

"This should have been your honor." Harry lowered his head again and choked up, "But because of me..."

"Don't say that. I believe you didn't put your name in the Goblet of Fire."

Harry suddenly looked up and looked at Mike in disbelief.

"Remember why Dumbledore told you not to sign up?" Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "Now it seems that Dumbledore's worry is correct."

"You mean..."

"Yes, there must be some people who want to kill you, so they deliberately tampered with the Goblet of Fire."

"But...but, who would do that?"

"Oh! Harry, there are too many people who want to do that." Mike said exaggeratedly, "Think about it, you killed Voldemort. How much do you think his men will hate you."

At this time, the two had walked to the fork in the corridor outside the hall. Harry seemed to want to say something to Mike, but Mike just shook his head and said:

"Okay, you don't have to worry too much, go back and have a good rest. With us here, you will be fine."

After that, Mike smiled and patted Harry's shoulder, turned around and left.

Only Harry was left standing there blankly, silently watching Mike's back disappear into the darkness, and tears flowed down again.

What Harry didn't know was that Mike's smile disappeared the moment he turned around, replaced by an extremely gloomy and cold expression.

...

In the Ravenclaw common room, a unique celebration was being held at this time.

When Mike opened the door guarded by the eagle-head door knocker, a wave of cheers and whistles swept in.

This sudden change made Mike stagger, and then several hands reached out and pulled him into the common room.

The Ravenclaws who were quiet and steady in the past were all crazy now. They surrounded Mike, cheered, and made noises, as if they were the ones who were chosen as the Hogwarts warriors.

"Mike! I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

A senior girl threw herself on Mike, and then was pulled away by the people behind her, and the girl who pulled her away threw herself into Mike's arms instead.

Penelope, who was outside the crowd, watched this scene, not angry, but smiling and clapping.

She was really happy for Mike.

Everyone wanted to have some physical contact with Mike, from touching Mike, shaking hands, to hugging, kissing, and even kissing.

This made Mike feel like a mascot that could bring good luck to others, as if everyone who had contact with him would get good luck.

After finally getting rid of the crowd and returning to the dormitory, Mike had several lipstick marks on his face and neck.

"Wow! Mike, you are so lucky!"

Franklin teased Mike, but his eyes were observing Penello's movements, ready to face Penello's beating at any time.

But to his surprise, Penello was not angry this time, but looked at Mike with concern.

Turning his head, Franklin saw that the smile on Mike's face had long disappeared, replaced by a gloomy expression that could drip water.

The tense atmosphere instantly spread in the dormitory, and Benjamin and the others were all terrified, standing there obediently and not daring to move.

"Uh, Mike. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have joked with you."

Franklin swallowed his saliva and immediately admitted his mistake.

"It's none of your business."

Mike said lightly, sitting on his bed with an expressionless face.

"Then it must be because of Harry?" Franklin first breathed a sigh of relief, and then said indignantly, "Don't worry, we will make that cheating guy pay the price. The only warrior of Hogwarts can only be you!"

Mike didn't say anything, just glanced at Franklin lightly.

"I don't think it's Harry's fault. After all, you and he are very good friends. He shouldn't do such a thing." Penelope sat next to Mike, took his arm and said, "Maybe someone did something, like submitting Harry's name or something."

Benjamin nodded and said,

"What Penelope said is not entirely correct. Harry's strength is far lower than Lord Townley. Even if he signed up, he would not be selected.

I've checked the information. The protection of the Goblet of Fire is not very strong. Some powerful wizards can use the Confusion Spell to make it make mistakes. So I think it is very likely that someone tampered with the Goblet of Fire, making it think that there are a total of four schools participating in the competition, and then making Harry the only student of that non-existent school. In this way, Harry can register 100% successfully."

Everyone in the room nodded in unison, and they were all very convinced of Benjamin's explanation.

Mike didn't say anything, just rubbed his cheeks which were a little stiff from smiling, and asked indifferently:

"Moody, when did you come back?"

"You mean he was the one who tampered with the Goblet of Fire?" Benjamin said hurriedly, "But that's impossible, Moody didn't come back until before the dinner. The Mutual Aid Society is still carrying out your order to monitor Moody, so the time when Moody returned to Hogwarts will definitely not be wrong."

"Huh! So, it means it's someone else!" Mike exhaled deeply, stood up and said to Benjamin and others, "Listen, Benjamin! Doesn't your brother Zhou Hong have the ability to see through people's hearts? Ask him to find them one by one and find the guy who messed with me.

In addition, give a bonus of 10 gold galleons to all the members of the Mutual Aid Society who participated in this matter, so that they can keep up the good work."

"Understood! Your Excellency!"

Benjamin seemed to have a second-year syndrome, and he knelt on one knee like a knight in a novel, and gave Mike a non-standard knight's salute. Seeing

this, the other members of the Mutual Aid Society beside him also knelt down like their boss.

Then, under Mike's gaze of looking at a fool, Benjamin left Mike's dormitory with his men in high spirits.

Franklin smacked his lips in silence, looking at Mike who seemed to have recovered a little and asked:

"By the way, Mike, didn't you just go to receive pre-match guidance? What did they say to you?"

Mike looked at Franklin and Penello's curious expressions and didn't say anything. Instead, he silently took out the note that Batty had slipped to him before he left.

As soon as the paper was taken out, it stretched out quickly, and everyone saw on the paper, a white fire dragon reflecting colorful light was roaring at everyone!

Franklin's mouth was so wide that he could almost fit an egg. He asked in a trembling tone in disbelief:

"This... is this the test they gave you? A fire dragon?!"

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[Player Name: Li Changhe]

[Level: 1]

[Experience: 0/100]

[Strength: 7 Sports Specialty Student]

[Agility: 7 Sports Specialty Student]

[Physique: 8 Very durable]

[Energy: 5 Ordinary People]

[Passive Skill: Eagle Eye Lv1]

That day, Li Changhe saw his panel

and came into contact with a very embarrassing [Evolution Game] for Darwin.

The road to evolution began.