“Where’s the fun without a bit of risk?” said George. “Hey, Ron, what if we find out how to get around Dumbledore? Fancy entering?”
“Of course, it would be cool if I could, wouldn’t it?” Ron imdiately replied, “But I suppose they might want soone older…. I don’t know if we’ve learned enough…”
“I certainly haven’t learned enough.” said Neville gloomily. “But I expect my grandmother would want to try, though. She’s always going on about how I should be upholding the family honor. This is the best chance. I’ll just have to…”
“You two look at Evan. He’s one year younger than you, but he’s going to co and never say those frustrating words.” said Fred.
“It’s not the sa, Evan knows a lot of spells and magic…” Ron argued, and stopped imdiately.
He wanted to say that Evan was so powerful with the help of the Philosopher’s Stone, but suddenly rembered that it was an unspeakable secret.
Before Ron could figure out how to go on, they all saw Evan and Hermione entering the Common Room.
“Forget it; I’m not going to compete in the Triwizard Tournant!” said Evan, pulling Hermione over.
They raised their heads, looking at him in surprise, and did not seem to understand what he had just said.
“Evan, you’re not going to participate in the Triwizard Tournant?” Harry asked. “I’m not mistaken; you said clearly on the train that you were ready to compete and that you were strong enough to beco Hogwarts’s champion.”
“To be precise, I cannot participate. Dumbledore just talked to about it. They nad and excluded from the competition. They think I’m too strong and might destroy the balance of the ga.” said Evan indifferently, and sat down next to Colin. “I have promised him that I will never go to the competition.”
“That’s a pity, you are obviously the strongest!” said Colin. He seed to want to comfort Evan. In his view, the Triwizard Tournant represented the highest honor. Evan missed this opportunity, and now he must be very sad.
But in fact, Evan felt nothing. He had just intended to enter the competition to be with Harry when he would et Voldemort without arousing his suspicion.
Now there was a simpler way. He did not want to bother to participate in the ga, to fight fire dragons and Kelpies.
“It’s no pity. I didn’t have much interest in the ga anyway.”
“Yeah, Evan is already a world-class celebrity and the future star of magic!” said Fred, “He doesn’t need the fa and the 1,000 gold-Galleons bonus. It really doesn’t make any sense for him to be the champion.”
“But this is an opportunity for us!” said George. “If Evan were to participate, he would have been Hogwarts champion. We would have no chance!”
“Yes, Evan is the best, the rest are almost the sa. We just need to fool Dumbledore now.”
“But I heard that many people died in the Triwizard Tournant.” said Hermione in a worried voice.
“Yeah!” said Fred airily, “but that was many years ago.”
“They died hundreds of years ago. Now, tis have changed, and that will certainly not happen again.”
Finally, under the persuasion of Fred and George, everyone besides Evan and Hermione seed to want to participate in the competition.
Harry and Ron, in particular, decided that if the twins found a way, they would either try it or watch the situation before they acted.
It was not until late that everyone went back to their dormitory to sleep.
By the ti Evan and Colin entered the dormitory, the other three were already asleep.
On the wall, there was a poster of this year’s Quidditch World Cup, and Colin cut all the photos that appeared in the newspapers and collected them. He now collected photos of both Evan and Harry.
Many of them were also tacked on the side wall.
“Evan, are you really not going to compete?” asked Colin, starting to get into his pajamas. Looking at him, it seed that he had not recovered from the shocking news.
Indeed, for the whole night, he had been telling his brother about Evan’s deeds from before, and he predicted that he would definitely participate, and he was proud of it.
He thought that his best friend, Evan, must be Hogwarts champion. But he never expected such an outco.
“Yes, do you want to take part in the tournant?” Evan nodded.
“Of course I do, but I’m definitely not strong enough!” Colin sighed and said, “I still need to learn a lot of things.”
“You still have ti, I will help you!” Evan got into his pajamas and climbed. After Voldemort’s return was confird, it was also necessary to put on an agenda to enhance the strength of the young wizards as soon as possible.
Evan was not naïve to think that he could face Voldemort and the whole Death Eaters and Vampires alone.
Since Voldemort had Death Eaters and Dumbledore had the Order of the Phoenix, he also needed to develop the power of his own side.
Although they were not that strong individually, together, they would build a force to be recon with.
The four-poster bed was very warm. Soone, certainly Dobby, had placed warming pans between the sheets.
Dobby was now in charge of everything concerning Evan, but they didn’t et often.
In fact, since the World Cup, Evan had never seen Dobby.
House elves always quietly did everything well and were proud of not being discovered by their masters.
He suddenly thought that Dobby should be called out tomorrow.
If Hermione had been protesting against the hard work of the house-elves and did not eat, then Dobby needed to co out. He had just to tell Hermione that food for both of them was prepared by him alone, and that Evan paid him for that. Although not much, it would no longer be made through the so-called Slave Labor.
Evan lay in the warmth, and it was extrely comfortable, lying there in bed and listening to the storm raging outside.
He chatted with Colin in a low voice and thought for a mont about Moody and Caresius before his consciousness gradually blurred.
At the sa ti, the topic of the tournant was also being discussed between Harry and Ron in their dormitory.
“I might go in for it, you know,” Ron said sleepily through the darkness, “if Fred and George find out how to be in the tournant. .. you never know, do you?”
“I suppose not.”
Harry rolled over in bed, a series of dazzling new pictures forming in his mind’s eye.. .. He had hoodwinked the impartial judge into believing he was seventeen.. . he had beco Hogwarts champion.. . he was standing on the grounds, his arms raised in triumph in front of the whole school, all of whom were applauding and screaming.. . he had just won the Triwizard Tournant. Cho’s face stood out particularly clearly in the blurred crowd, her face glowing with admiration…
Thinking of this, Harry obviously blushed and buried his face deeply in the pillow.
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