Chapter 336 Hogwarts Warriors Possibility
Not long after school started, after dinner, Amanta just walked out of the auditorium and heard a familiar voice coming from behind her.
"Amenta, are you interested in the Triwizard Tournament?"
She stopped and looked back.
Julius was standing in the shadows, the golden candlelight reflected in his black pupils, but they seemed to swallow up all the light, and his eyes looked vaguely empty and indifferent.
His expression was gentle, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was chatting casually, but also as if he was testing someone.
"It's meaningless," she said calmly, "This is a competition for adult wizards. It has nothing to do with me."
"Oh?" Julius' tone was a little amused. "But you have never been someone willing to be bound by rules."
Amanta glanced at him and said, "It's none of my business."
He took a step closer and lowered his voice: "Why not give it a try? You never care about the rules, and this game... maybe it's your chance."
Amanta frowned. She had no interest in the competition itself. Moreover, the Goblet of Fire restricted the age of warriors, so she couldn't participate at all.
Her face was calm, even a little impatient, but worry was rising in her heart.
Cedric.
In the original plot, he and Harry touched the trophy in the final match of the Triwizard Tournament, but was killed by Voldemort in the graveyard.
If I could take his place in the competition... maybe I could change his fate.
She narrowed her eyes and stared at Julius: "Do you have any idea?"
Julius chuckled and did not answer directly. Instead, he gently touched his chin with his index finger, as if appreciating her expression at the moment.
"You'll know."
Amanta did not like his ambiguity.
She looked at Julius, trying to read something from his face, but the boy was always flawless, as if everything was under his control.
She asked back, “If you had a way to sign up, would you participate?”
Julius smiled slightly, his eyes deep: "Who knows, probably not."
His smile was neither too deep nor too shallow, neither looking like he was lying nor making people feel completely trustworthy.
*
A few days later, at a SO group study party.
Amanta tried to take the opportunity to find out what Cedric was thinking.
"Cedric, what do you think of the Triwizard Tournament?" she asked casually after discussing her notes from Charms class.
Cedric, who was sitting opposite her, raised his head and smiled gently: "Of course it is something worth looking forward to. It would be a great honor to represent Hogwarts."
Amanta was silent for a moment: "But you know, the Triwizard Tournament is very dangerous."
Hearing this, the rest of the SO group fell silent.
Neville looked at her worriedly, while Luna blinked and shook the cup in her hand thoughtfully.
Harry frowned. "Indeed, the previous Triwizard Tournament was no joke. I heard that many wizards died because of it. Although Dumbledore said that the protection measures have been strengthened this year, but... to be honest, I don't really trust the Ministry of Magic."
Draco leaned back in his chair and snorted, "When has the Ministry of Magic ever been trustworthy?"
Hermione also put down the book in her hand: "Amanta is right, the competition is indeed very dangerous, Cedric, I think you are the most promising warrior to represent Hogwarts in the competition. Have you really thought it through?"
Cedric smiled, his attitude still gentle: "Of course I know it is risky, but...if I can fight for Hogwarts, it is not only a personal honor, but also the honor of Hogwarts."
Amanta stared at him, her voice a little colder: "But what if the price is life?"
Cedric's smile faded a little.
"Amanta," he said gently, "I will not make decisions lightly, but I will not back down because of fear. As wizards, we are destined to face danger, aren't we?"
Amanta lowered her eyes and said nothing more.
Of course she understood that Cedric was not a reckless person, he was a true warrior.
But... she knew better than anyone that one day at the end of this semester, he would die at the hands of Voldemort.
She couldn't say it, but she had to do something, she had to stop it.
Harry glanced at Amanta and noticed her abnormality. He couldn't help but pat her shoulder and gave her a comforting look.
"If you are really the champion of Hogwarts," Harry said with a smile, "then we will help you make adequate preparations to ensure that nothing happens to you."
"That's right." Neville also nodded.
"If you participate, remember to bring a talisman." Luna said leisurely, "The competition will bring strange luck."
Hermione agreed, "If you really want to participate, I can help you analyze the patterns of previous competitions and see if I can find some patterns."
Cedric was a little embarrassed by everyone's concern. He scratched the back of his head and smiled, "Thank you. I will seriously consider it."
"By the way, if it wasn't Cedric, who would be the champion of Hogwarts?" Harry picked up a piece of cake and asked, "Who do you think it could be?"
Draco sneered and glanced at Cedric who was sitting across from him: "Who else could it be except our distinguished Student Union President?"
Cedric was stunned by his stare, then waved his hand and smiled modestly.
"I may not be chosen. There are many excellent wizards in the seventh grade, besides me, Charles Duven, Catherine Stone... these people are all possible."
"Oh, don't be so modest." Harry swallowed the cake in one gulp and said vaguely, "You are the most handsome boy in Hogwarts, the Quidditch captain, the president of the student union, the teachers all like you, basically... the whole school has a ridiculously good impression of you."
Luna added lightly, "Cedric really is the best representative of Hogwarts, isn't he?"
Cedric was a little embarrassed by their words, so he smiled and said nothing.
"Besides," Neville said seriously, "the selection criteria for the Triwizard Tournament are not just based on magical ability, but also character. Cedric, you do meet those requirements."
"Yes." Hermione said firmly, "I heard that the champions of the competition are selected by the Goblet of Fire. I don't think the Goblet will pick anyone randomly. I can't think of any other suitable candidate except you."
"What if I'm the champion of Hogwarts?" Harry suddenly interrupted, looking at them with a raised eyebrow.
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
Then--
"Pfft." Draco burst out laughing mercilessly.
"You?" Draco narrowed his eyes and gave a mocking smile, "Harry, you can't even remember whether you handed in your homework today, so forget it."
"Hey!" Harry protested. "I said if! Just if!"
"If the sun rises from the west that day, you can try it." Draco sneered.
"I'm serious!" Harry retorted seriously, "I'm quite capable! Maybe the Goblet of Fire will think I'm suitable!"
Amanta watched their bickering and sighed softly.
"Harry, this competition has an age limit. You are only fourteen years old. According to the rules, you can't participate at all."
She smiled. If Professor Moody this term was the real Moody, then there would be no need to worry about Harry's name appearing in the Goblet of Fire.
"Yeah..." Harry slumped on the table in frustration, "But I still think it's cool, I really want to join..."
"It could be someone else," Hermione said thoughtfully, "like Filorga Bonnet, or some outstanding student in the seventh year."
"The warriors from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are also worth looking forward to." Luna said lightly, looking at the ceiling, as if she was already imagining the scene of the competition.
"It is said that there is a very powerful witch in Beauxbatons." Neville said, "I heard others mention her name. What is it?"
"Fleur Delacour," Hermione added quickly.
"Yes, that's her." Neville nodded.
"So what do you think, will Krum be the champion of Durmstrang?" Harry said excitedly, "If it's him, the game will definitely be interesting!"
"Quidditch star?" Cedric mused. "He's certainly talented, but not sure about his other magical abilities."
"It's hard to say about other schools..." Amanta's eyes fell on Cedric, "I still think that among Hogwarts, Cedric has the greatest chance of becoming a warrior."
Everyone nodded in tacit understanding.
Cedric smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Okay, thank you for your trust."
Harry patted his shoulder: "We will fully support you as well."
"That's right." Amanta looked at him seriously, "If you are really chosen, you must be careful."