The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the sound in the auditorium suddenly became much louder. Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again. Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on either side of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else. Ludo Bagman was smiling and blinking at the students from various schools, while Mr. Crouch looked uninterested, which could be said to be a little bored.

"Well, it's time for the Goblet to be decided," said Dumbledore. "I reckon it'll take a minute. Listen, when the names of the champions are announced, I want them to go to the top of the Great Hall and walk along the staff desk and go into the next room—" he pointed to the door behind the faculty desk, "—where they will get their initial instructions.

He took out his wand and waved it widely. Immediately, except for the candles in the jack-o-lantern, all the other candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness. The Goblet of Fire now emits a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting with sparks are simply dazzling. Everyone was watching and waiting for a few 11 people who kept looking at their watches...

"Soon." someone whispered.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out. Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of burnt sheepskin flew out from it - everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment and held it far away so that he could read the words clearly by the light of the flames. The flames now returned to blue-white color.

"The champion of Durmstrang," he said clearly and forcefully, "is Viktor Krum."

Applause swept the entire auditorium.

Viktor Krum stood up from the Slytherin table and walked listlessly towards Dumbledore. He turned to the right, walked along the staff desk, and entered the next room through the door.

"Great, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared loudly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you are destined to be a warrior.

The applause and chatter died down. Everyone's attention was now focused on the goblet again, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again. The second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, driven by the flames.

"Booth Barton's champion," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

The half-Veela girl stood up gracefully, shook her silver hair, and walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

"Oh, you seem to have known about it for a long time." Hermione said in the commotion, "You know her strength very well."

The words were a bit sour, and Ye Ting touched Hermione's head comfortingly.

When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, and this time the silence was filled with an almost palpable excitement. Now it’s the turn of the Hogwarts Warriors...

At this time, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks burst out, tongues of fire shot high into the air, and Dumbledore pulled out the third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongues of fire.

"The Champion of Hogwarts," he looked at the note carefully, as if he had found some mistake, and after a while he said loudly, "It's Hermione Granger!"

After the name was pronounced, the little necromancers fell silent.

"How is this possible? She does not meet the age requirement!" Someone in the crowd said loudly. The person who spoke was Ron Weasley, and everyone heard his words.

This is indeed a surprising result. Everyone knows that Hermione is only in the fourth grade and still has a year before she turns seventeen.

For a time, many people began to agree with Ron, most of them were Hufflepuff and Slytherin necromancers. The little snakes simply can't stand a pure Muggle-born necromancer like Hermione, while the little badgers believe that their male prefect, Godric Diggory, should be allowed to become a warrior.

In addition, the Ravenclaw eaglets cheered, and some of them began to loudly refute Hufflepuff and Slytherin. The eaglets knew Hermione's strength too well, not to mention that Hermione had always maintained A perfect score, that is to say, every school year, Hermione will get hundreds of extra points for Ravenclaw in class.

The doubts of other little necromancers did not make Hermione feel uneasy. This was something she learned from Ye Ting - instead of using your words to argue with others, it is better to use your strength to convince others.

The noise continued for a long time, and after a long time, Dumbledore made everyone quiet down and listen to him.

"I know some people have doubts about the selection of warriors for the Goblet of Fire." He said loudly, "But in fact, there is only one criterion for selecting warriors in the Goblet of Fire, and that is strength. Although I have set a 17-year-old limit for warriors, But Miss Granger can break through my limitations, and that's her ability. The Goblet of Fire finally selected her as the Champion of Hogwarts.

It can only prove that she is stronger than any other candidate. In fact, we all know that Miss Granger once won the International Necromancer Duel Competition, so I have no doubt that she has such strength. "

Almost all the little necromancers were convinced by Dumbledore's words. They had to admit that Miss Granger's strength was considered to be one of the best in the entire Hogwarts. At least until now, there were not many little necromancers who could. Use the Patronus Charm completely, so it's very fast. They spontaneously cheered for Hermione Granger.

After receiving the recognition, Hermione smiled and waved to everyone, then walked out of the crowd and entered the room next door.

"Great!" Dumbledore shouted happily when the noise finally subsided, "Okay, now our three warriors have been selected. I know that I can completely rely on you all, including Booth Barton and Other Durmstrang students, you will definitely support your warriors with all your strength. By cheering for the warriors, you will also make a great contribution to this event——"

But Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking, and everyone saw what attracted his attention.

The flame in the goblet turned red again. Sparks crackled and flew out. A long tongue of fire suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was dragged out from it.

Dumbledore seemed to subconsciously stretch out a slender hand and grab the parchment. He held it far away and stared at the name written on it. There was a long silence, Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the auditorium stared at Dumbledore. Then, Dumbledore cleared his throat and read loudly——

"Harry Potter.

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