The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

"A bluffing threat, Karkaroff!" growled a voice from the door. "You can't leave your warrior now. He must play. They all must play. As Dumbledore said, this is the result of It's bound by a magical contract. That's good for you, isn't it?"

Moody just walked into the room. He limped toward the fire, and every time his right foot landed, it made a loud impact, thump, thump.

"Favourable?" said Karkaroff. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Moody."

He tried hard to sound contemptuous, as if he didn't care at all about Moody's words, but his hands betrayed his inner feelings, and they formed into fists involuntarily.

"Really?" said Moody softly, "It's simple, Karkaroff. Someone put Potter's name into that goblet, and he knew that if the name was spit out, Potter would have to attend - Contest."

"Obviously, that person wants to give Hogwarts two chances!" said Mrs. Maxim.

"I agree with you, Madame Maxime," Karkaroff said, bowing to her, "I will file a complaint with the Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Necromancers -"

"If anyone has a reason to complain, it's Potter," said Moody gruffly, "but... it's funny... I didn't hear a word he said... maybe Some hoped Porter would die for this.

After he finished speaking, there was an extremely tense silence. Ludo Bagman looked very anxious, his body moved up and down uneasily, and he said: "Moody, you old guy...how could you say such a thing!"

"We all know that Professor Moody will feel that the morning is wasted if he does not find six people trying to murder him before lunch." Karkaroff said loudly, "Obviously, he is also teaching his students to be suspicious now. Thinking that someone is trying to kill you. As a black magic defense teacher, this kind of quality is really rare, Dumbledore. But there is no doubt that you have your own considerations."

"What, am I making something out of nothing?" Moody roared, "I have a feeling, huh? The one who threw the boy's name into the goblet must be a clever necromancer..."

"Oh, what evidence do you have for this?" Madame Maxime raised her two big hands and asked.

"Because they deceived a very powerful magic price!" Moody said, "To blind the goblet and make him forget that there are only three schools participating in the competition, this requires a particularly powerful confusion spell... …….”

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into this matter, Moody," Karkaroff said coldly. "This is a very novel theory - but, definitely, I heard that Kikon has On a whim, you thought that a birthday gift you received contained a cleverly disguised basilisk egg, and smashed it to pieces without caring, and then discovered that it was a travel alarm clock. So, if We don’t take your words completely seriously, but you can understand..."

"It is true that some people will use innocent activities to achieve their own ends," Moody retorted in a threatening tone. "My job is to think like a necromancer, Karkaroff - you probably don't." forget……………"

"Alastor!" Dumbledore warned.

Moody fell silent, but still looked at Karkaroff with hatred - Karkaroff's face was as red as if it was on fire.

"In fact, there is someone who can prove this," Dumbledore looked at Ye Ting and said to everyone. Following his gaze, everyone looked at Ye Ting, "In fact, in this regard, Mr. Ye is the only one who can prove this." He is an expert. Although I have already mentioned it, I have to say that in the study of magic spells and ancient magic texts, his achievements exceed those of all of us here. Therefore, Mr. Ye, as a referee, can you help check Why can the Goblet of Fire spit out the fourth name?"

"There is no shirking the responsibility," Ye Ting nodded, came to the Goblet of Fire, pointed his wand at the Goblet of Fire, closed his eyes, and muttered something.

Everyone looked at him expectantly, but Harry had the greatest expectation. He desperately hoped that Ye Ting could figure out what happened and clear his name.

After about a minute, Ye Ting opened his eyes, put away his wand, and everyone nodded.

At this moment, Moody was obviously a little uneasy.

"It is indeed the effect of the confusion spell." Ye Ting looked around and gave Moody a deep look, which made him shudder. At that moment, he had even tensed up his muscles and was ready to escape at any time. He felt that he was being attacked by the opponent. See it through.

However, Ye Ting's words later made him feel relieved.

‥Please give me flowers…

"Although I don't know who did it," Ye Ting looked away and continued, "but this is indeed a powerful confusion spell. This spell replaced the original spell on the Goblet of Fire, turning the three colleges into four. There are three colleges, and Potter is the only candidate for the fourth college, which ensures that his name will be selected. In fact, this choice is right. Although the person who put his name in is strong enough, it is obviously still Not enough to disqualify Miss Granger."

His words made Harry Potter and Moody breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, Ye Ting's danger level in Moody's mind increased again, because he really couldn't understand why this person could escape from the Goblet of Fire. He found so many clues in it, and his skills were unheard of in the entire necromancer world. If such ability were mastered by Aurors, then the black necromancer would have no way to survive.

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"Ah, thank you for your analysis, Mr. Ye," Dumbledore cast an admiring look at Ye Ting, "I have to say again, your technique is indeed amazing. In the spell just now, I only heard It includes the pre-flashback spell, the reappearance spell and the magic detection spell. I don’t understand the rest at all. What on earth are you..."

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall shouted again, "Now is not the time to discuss this."

"Well, let's get down to business," Dumbledore said to everyone gathered in the room. "We don't know who caused this situation, but it seems to me that we have no choice but to accept it. Hermione and Harry has been selected to participate in the competition. Therefore, they must...

"Ah, but Dumbledore—"

"My dear Mrs. Maxim, don't you believe Mr. Ye's analysis?"

Dumbledore waited, but Mrs. Maxim couldn't continue talking immediately. It was absolutely impossible for her not to believe Ye Ting's analysis, so she just stared angrily. And she was not the only one showing dissatisfaction. Snape also looked angry; Karkaroff looked livid.

But they all just dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

Obviously, although some people were reluctant, everyone accepted the setting of the four warriors.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, because he was no longer the target of suspicion, and now he even wanted to give Ye Ting a big hug. .