The chosen person.


    By whom?


    It was you, albus Dumbledore, choose.


    Klein was speechless.


    "Well, that''s all for tonight. See you at the Halloween dinner tomorrow."


    When the warrior was selected, Dumbledore waved his wand and motioned filch to put away the Goblet of fire.


    But just then, kakarov suddenly stood up and screamed.


    "I object. It''s cheating!"


    "Huh?"


    Klein''s heart moved and looked at headmaster demstrom with his goatee up.


    I didn''t expect that kakarov could see through Dumbledore''s little moves


    "Klein grindworth is not seventeen at all. It''s naked cheating!"


    But it''s not what Klein thought.


    Kakarov cares about the age limit, not the choice of the Goblet of fire.


    Mrs. Maxim frowned at this.


    Although Klein looks tall and thin and doesn''t look like a fourth grade little wizard at all, his real age is here. If there''s no greasy inside, it''s too self deceptive.


    "About this... Ha ha."


    Dumbledore smiled.


    "The age limit is originally to ensure the safety of students, but I think the students in our school are fully qualified for the position of" warrior ". You know, he is excellent in all aspects.


    Even I can''t do better.


    What do you think? "


    In the last sentence, Dumbledore looked at kakarov.


    "I..."


    Kakarov couldn''t help but say something.


    If he agrees with this view, it shows that the age limit is important to Klein Greenwald doesn''t make any sense.


    If you don''t agree, it was just Klein What will be the situation for grindworth, who has beaten him twice?


    Pooh! The dead old man is really insidious!


    "Of course..."


    Seeing that kakarov couldn''t speak, Dumbledore turned the conversation.


    "If there are 14 or 15 little wizards in your school who dare to sign a disclaimer, it''s not that I can''t give him a chance to show himself, Igor, what do you say?"


    Disclaimer?


    Damn it!


    Kakarov was so angry.


    Not everyone can be like Klein Greenwald is so unreasonable, okay!


    "Well, if you insist, principal Dumbledore, I respect the choice of the Goblet of fire."


    Mrs. Maxim thought for a moment and felt that Dumbledore had a point.


    She did not deny that it was subjective emotion that caused her to recognize Klein The fact that Greenwald participated in the event.


    As Dumbledore said.


    In the face of absolute talent and ability, age is not a problem at all.


    Their "top three hegemony" is no bigger than the Merlin jazz.


    He is a young Merlin medal winner. What else to say.


    "Well, you are a reasonable lady."


    Dumbledore nodded and smiled gently at Mrs. Maxim.


    Two to one.


    The pressure came to kakarov.


    "Well, Mr. crouch, what do you think?"


    Seeing Dumbledore and maxim standing together, kakarov was very upset and couldn''t help asking little buddy.


    "Well... Greenwald is a well-known sports star in England. He has already proved himself in the international arena. I think he should be given a chance."


    Little buddy didn''t want to be involved in this shit, but he couldn''t help but ask himself.


    After seeing Klein with his head down, he sorted out his language and expressed his point of view.


    Kakarov turned pale.


    Well, snake and mouse are angry. Even the Ministry of magic is on Dumbledore''s side?


    Huh?


    Wait a minute, Dumbledore seems to be the acting Minister of the Ministry of magic, that is to say


    He was destined to fight alone?


    "If you have no opinion, what else can I say, Krum, let''s go."


    The other side is crowded. Can''t kakarov hide if he can''t provoke it?


    Pulling Krum with a dull face down the platform, kakarov''s face was like the bottom of a pot.


    When the other demstrom students saw him, they quickly followed the headmaster and threw half of their food on the table.


    "Well, that''s all for today. Tomorrow''s Halloween dinner, the three warriors will officially appear. See you tomorrow."


    If you break up unhappily, break up unhappily.


    When Klein beat kakarov, Dumbledore thought of this.


    Under the pressure of his heart, he smiled and said a word to the little wizards under the stage, secretly preaching to Klein.


    "Don''t go back to the dormitory later. Come to my office. I have something to talk to you."


    "Oh."


    When you think about it with your eyelashes, you know that the old man is going to treat little buddy and Voldemort（ ♀） Black hand.


    Klein did not refuse, as if nothing had happened, and skillfully returned to the cheering Slytherin table.


    "Klein, I knew you could!"


    Draco came up laughing and put his arms around Klein''s neck.


    In terms of height, he and Klein are now a head short, so that they have to stand on tiptoe to make him complete such a move. It looks funny.


    But now, no one is laughing at young master Malfoy, and almost everyone is cheering and celebrating.


    The students in busbarton couldn''t help glancing.


    Look, although hibiscus Dracula was elected a "warrior" and they also celebrated, but they could not help but feel jealous.


    But the people who look at Hogwarts


    Good guys, they''re happier than they''re elected.


    As for you!


    "Klein! Klein! Klein!"


    "Long live k.v.g!"


    "Where''s the banner? Hang it up tomorrow!"


    After so long preparation, I finally didn''t waste my energy.


    The little wizards at Hogwarts are going crazy.


    On behalf of the school to participate in the "top three competition", although they are not them, they really participated in it.


    They are participants, not viewers.


    This sense of collectivity makes every Hogwarts little wizard proud!


    On the high platform, Dumbledore looked at the surrounded Klein and smiled from his heart.


    A small home is like a treasure.


    I''m so relieved.


    ......


    Late at night, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, the principal''s office.


    "Squeak."


    Klein opened the heavy wooden door and entered the room.


    Open your eyes and sweep the room.


    Sure enough, the portraits of the principals were sleeping again.


    "Sit down, drink tea first, and then talk about business."


    Seeing Klein, the old man behind his desk was very happy.


    Pushing his half moon glasses, he opened the drawer and took out a glittering thing.


    "I''ll show you something good."


    Originally, he wanted to refuse Dumbledore''s honey tea, but when he saw what the old man had in his hand, Klein moved in his heart.


    A few steps forward, he blinked.


    "Is this... The hutchpatch gold cup?"