Chapter 553: A Simple Method
The decoration in the Great Hall had changed this morning. As it was Halloween, a cloud of live bats was fluttering around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of carved pumpkins leered from every corner.
"I told you, they will definitely not succeed." Hermione said in a tone that was so succinct.
Everyone came to the long table where Dean and Seamus were already sitting. They were discussing those Hogwarts students of seventeen or over who might be entering the tournament.
"There’s a rumor going around that Warrington got up early in the morning and put his name in,” Dean told everyone, "That big bloke from Slytherin who looks like a sloth."
Harry, who had played Quidditch against Warrington, shook his head in disgust.
No one had a good impression of Warrington. The big guy had a bad reputation in school.
"We can't have a Slytherin champion!"
"Yes, that’s obviously the worst outcome."
"Ravenclaw, like us, has no good candidates. And all the Hufflepuffs are talking about Diggory," Said Seamus contemptuously. "But I wouldn’t have thought he’d have wanted to risk his good looks."
"That is another bad choice. After Percy and his colleagues graduated, Gryffindor did not have any outstanding figures in this term." Ron sighed.
Dean and Seamus finished their breakfast and went back to the entrance to watch, leaving only the five friends at the long table.
The thought that Hogwarts champion would be Diggory or Warrington, they felt very unhappy.
"Unfortunately, Evan is not allowed to participate, otherwise they would all have no chance!" Colin sighed.
"As far as I can see, Fred and George are better than Wallington and Diggory. As long as we can break through Dumbledore's age limit, we have many choices!" Ron said indignantly, "There must be a way; we just haven’t found it yet. Right, Evan?"
Hearing his words, the others turned their heads and looked at Evan.
Indeed, if there were any young wizard who had a way to break Dumbledore's magic, it would be Evan.
"Don't look at Evan like that. How many times have I said that Dumbledore does not expect people who do not meet the age requirements to put their names in? The Triwizard Tournament is not a trifle. It’s very dangerous, and we don't have enough knowledge!” Hermione said sharply.
Ron immediately argued with her. He disagreed with Hermione's words. And most importantly, he did not think that Warrington or Diggory should be the champions of Hogwarts
"Stop arguing, you two. It’s very simple to put your name into the Goblet of Fire." Said Evan, "I can tell you four, but you must keep it secret and not let it out."
Ron and Hermione immediately closed their mouths, and Harry and Colin also held their breath and looked at Evan.
"Of course!”
“That goes without saying!”
“We will keep it secret!"
"Speak up!"
Hermione did not urge him with the other three. She seemed to hesitate, and she also wanted to know how to crack that magic.
"Dumbledore's magic can't be cracked. We’re not strong enough!" said Evan. "But, do you remember what he said last night? The age line he drew can’t be crossed by anyone under seventeen, but he didn't say we can't let other students who meet the conditions put our name in it. This is within the scope of the rules. So, you can ask students over the age of 17 to put your names instead of you."
"What?!" Harry blinked and couldn't believe it. "It's that simple?!"
"Yes, it's that simple." Evan nodded.
He thought about it, and there was nothing to say about this method.
With the strength of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Colin, even if their names were thrown into the Goblet of Fire, they thought that they would not be selected. When it comes to magical power and knowledge, the four of them felt they were still relatively weak.
Of course, Harry will be a champion, and his name should have been put into the Goblet of Fire by Barty Crouch Jr.
After learning the method from Evan, Ron couldn’t wait to try. Harry and Colin were hesitating, while Hermione was adamantly opposed.
She was persuading everyone to give up on this idea and not to put their names into the Goblet of Fire.
Ron argued with her again and returned to the topic of how bad it would be to have a Slytherin as champion of Hogwarts.
In fact, it was hard to guarantee otherwise. There were really no outstanding figures among Gryffindor students who met the age requirements.
Even if they put their names into the Goblet of Fire, they might not be selected.
In Ron's opinion, if this was the case, it was better to let him and Harry have a try. After all, in the past few years, they had done so many great things and proved their strength. Maybe the Goblet would recognize this.
The argument continued, and at that moment there was a sudden loud cheer in the entrance hall.
They swiveled around and saw Angelina Johnson coming into the Hall, grinning in an embarrassed sort of way. A tall black girl who played Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Angelina came over to them, sat down, and said, “Well, I’ve done it! I just put my name in!”
"You’re kidding!" said Ron, looking impressed.
"Are you seventeen, then?"
"Of course she is, you can’t see a beard, can you?" said Ron.
"I had my birthday last week," said Angelina.
"Well, I’m glad someone from Gryffindor is entering." Hermione said with satisfaction, looking at Ron triumphantly; it seemed that this solved all the problems. "I sincerely hope you’ll succeed in becoming a champion, Angelina!"
"Thanks!" said Angelina, smiling at Hermione.
Ron didn't seem to see Hermione's gaze. He suddenly said, "Angelina, can you please…?"
Harry hurriedly stopped him, and Hermione kicked him under the table.
"Please what?!" Angelina said suspiciously.
"Nothing!" Hermione said in a hurry, motioning everyone to leave.
They walked out of the Hall and came to a place where no one was with them.
"You're mad, Ron!" said Hermione, looking at him angrily. "Evan just said, don't tell anyone about it. In less than a minute, you go to Angelina!"
"There’s only one way to be a champion. It’s to ask someone else to do it for us, isn’t it?" Ron said nonchalently, "Angelina and Fred have a good relationship, and she will help us."
Chapter 553: A Simple Method
The decoration in the Great Hall had changed this morning. As it was Halloween, a cloud of live bats was fluttering around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of carved pumpkins leered from every corner.
"I told you, they will definitely not succeed." Hermione said in a tone that was so succinct.
Everyone came to the long table where Dean and Seamus were already sitting. They were discussing those Hogwarts students of seventeen or over who might be entering the tournament.
"There’s a rumor going around that Warrington got up early in the morning and put his name in,” Dean told everyone, "That big bloke from Slytherin who looks like a sloth."
Harry, who had played Quidditch against Warrington, shook his head in disgust.
No one had a good impression of Warrington. The big guy had a bad reputation in school.
"We can't have a Slytherin champion!"
"Yes, that’s obviously the worst outcome."
"Ravenclaw, like us, has no good candidates. And all the Hufflepuffs are talking about Diggory," Said Seamus contemptuously. "But I wouldn’t have thought he’d have wanted to risk his good looks."
"That is another bad choice. After Percy and his colleagues graduated, Gryffindor did not have any outstanding figures in this term." Ron sighed.
Dean and Seamus finished their breakfast and went back to the entrance to watch, leaving only the five friends at the long table.
The thought that Hogwarts champion would be Diggory or Warrington, they felt very unhappy.
"Unfortunately, Evan is not allowed to participate, otherwise they would all have no chance!" Colin sighed.
"As far as I can see, Fred and George are better than Wallington and Diggory. As long as we can break through Dumbledore's age limit, we have many choices!" Ron said indignantly, "There must be a way; we just haven’t found it yet. Right, Evan?"
Hearing his words, the others turned their heads and looked at Evan.
Indeed, if there were any young wizard who had a way to break Dumbledore's magic, it would be Evan.
"Don't look at Evan like that. How many times have I said that Dumbledore does not expect people who do not meet the age requirements to put their names in? The Triwizard Tournament is not a trifle. It’s very dangerous, and we don't have enough knowledge!” Hermione said sharply.
Ron immediately argued with her. He disagreed with Hermione's words. And most importantly, he did not think that Warrington or Diggory should be the champions of Hogwarts
"Stop arguing, you two. It’s very simple to put your name into the Goblet of Fire." Said Evan, "I can tell you four, but you must keep it secret and not let it out."
Ron and Hermione immediately closed their mouths, and Harry and Colin also held their breath and looked at Evan.
"Of course!”
“That goes without saying!”
“We will keep it secret!"
"Speak up!"
Hermione did not urge him with the other three. She seemed to hesitate, and she also wanted to know how to crack that magic.
"Dumbledore's magic can't be cracked. We’re not strong enough!" said Evan. "But, do you remember what he said last night? The age line he drew can’t be crossed by anyone under seventeen, but he didn't say we can't let other students who meet the conditions put our name in it. This is within the scope of the rules. So, you can ask students over the age of 17 to put your names instead of you."
"What?!" Harry blinked and couldn't believe it. "It's that simple?!"
"Yes, it's that simple." Evan nodded.
He thought about it, and there was nothing to say about this method.
With the strength of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Colin, even if their names were thrown into the Goblet of Fire, they thought that they would not be selected. When it comes to magical power and knowledge, the four of them felt they were still relatively weak.
Of course, Harry will be a champion, and his name should have been put into the Goblet of Fire by Barty Crouch Jr.
After learning the method from Evan, Ron couldn’t wait to try. Harry and Colin were hesitating, while Hermione was adamantly opposed.
She was persuading everyone to give up on this idea and not to put their names into the Goblet of Fire.
Ron argued with her again and returned to the topic of how bad it would be to have a Slytherin as champion of Hogwarts.
In fact, it was hard to guarantee otherwise. There were really no outstanding figures among Gryffindor students who met the age requirements.
Even if they put their names into the Goblet of Fire, they might not be selected.
In Ron's opinion, if this was the case, it was better to let him and Harry have a try. After all, in the past few years, they had done so many great things and proved their strength. Maybe the Goblet would recognize this.
The argument continued, and at that moment there was a sudden loud cheer in the entrance hall.
They swiveled around and saw Angelina Johnson coming into the Hall, grinning in an embarrassed sort of way. A tall black girl who played Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Angelina came over to them, sat down, and said, “Well, I’ve done it! I just put my name in!”
"You’re kidding!" said Ron, looking impressed.
"Are you seventeen, then?"
"Of course she is, you can’t see a beard, can you?" said Ron.
"I had my birthday last week," said Angelina.
"Well, I’m glad someone from Gryffindor is entering." Hermione said with satisfaction, looking at Ron triumphantly; it seemed that this solved all the problems. "I sincerely hope you’ll succeed in becoming a champion, Angelina!"
"Thanks!" said Angelina, smiling at Hermione.
Ron didn't seem to see Hermione's gaze. He suddenly said, "Angelina, can you please…?"
Harry hurriedly stopped him, and Hermione kicked him under the table.
"Please what?!" Angelina said suspiciously.
"Nothing!" Hermione said in a hurry, motioning everyone to leave.
They walked out of the Hall and came to a place where no one was with them.
"You're mad, Ron!" said Hermione, looking at him angrily. "Evan just said, don't tell anyone about it. In less than a minute, you go to Angelina!"
"There’s only one way to be a champion. It’s to ask someone else to do it for us, isn’t it?" Ron said nonchalently, "Angelina and Fred have a good relationship, and she will help us."
