Volume 4: The Sea and the Ship Heading North Chapter 296 The Opened Door
Dumbledore's promise was undoubtedly very secure.
Since he said that Jon would definitely be able to do it today, there would definitely be no mistakes. This also made many students who were worried about Jon's safety feel relieved at this time.
After chatting with the students, Dumbledore began to tell them with an extremely serious look on his face about the details of the selection of warriors for the Triwizard Tournament.
"Students in the first and second grades cannot participate. You have not studied for long enough and cannot participate in such a high-intensity competition. Students in the third grade and above can participate voluntarily. If you want to sign up, write your name on a piece of paper and throw it into the burning cup in the middle of the banquet hall."
As Dumbledore spoke, all the Hogwarts students turned their eyes to the large, roughly carved wooden goblet in the middle of the banquet hall, which was filled with dancing blue and white flames.
At this moment, the pure-blood students belonging to Hogwarts Castle are lining up to throw their names into the cup.
When the children saw that the students on Dumbledore's side were looking in their direction, many of them raised their heads provocatively.
George and Fred were the only ones to grimace in response to their gesture .
"This cup is the referee of the selection. It has a history of hundreds of years. In the past, the warriors of each school in the Triwizard Tournament were all nominated by it. This time is exception. After you throw your names in, it will throw out the list of people it thinks are suitable at 8 o'clock tonight. At that time, an inviolable contract will be established. No matter who is selected, they must participate in the next competition. In other words, everyone who wants to throw their name into the cup must be mentally prepared, because from that moment on, as long as they are selected, no one can turn back."
Dumbledore's voice was very serious, and after listening to his story, everyone present became extremely serious.
"We need Jon!"
Fred had never said such words so solemnly.
After hearing his speech, no student felt unconvinced, and all of them nodded in agreement.
"As long as Jon is chosen, the championship will definitely be ours!"
They spoke with certainty.
Dumbledore looked at them, neither agreeing nor refuting, he just spoke calmly.
"I have never doubted Jon's ability, but you can't rely on him for everything. This is a bad habit. Children, think about it, if one day Jon is no longer by your side to help you, can you do better?"
His words caused many people to feel panic for no reason.
Every student here knows very well that if Jon was not here, not only would there be about one-fifth fewer people sitting here, but they also don’t know what kind of dangers they would face on the sea.
“Even if you have outstanding people leading you, don’t forget that the person who can give you the greatest help is actually yourself.”
Even in such an occasion, Dumbledore did not forget his duty as a teacher and taught his students. At the same time, students from the other three schools had already put their names into the Goblet of Fire one after another.
Flash lights kept lighting up, and countless newspapers from different regions in the banquet hall took pictures when each student threw his or her name into the cup, capturing this moment that was extremely meaningful even in the long history.
The selection of warriors will last for one day until the results come out at eight o'clock.
In front of the students of Hogwarts Castle, Voldemort still sat nonchalantly in the main seat. Before the final result came out, this Ministry of Magic still belonged to him, and this banquet hall was also his home ground.
There were constantly wizards trying to get close to him. Just as there was the Ministry of Magic that supported the Wizarding World led by Dumbledore, there must also be a government that supported Voldemort's theory of pure-blood superiority.
These people do not necessarily want Voldemort to rule their area, but they are interested in using his theories to gain power for themselves or their interest groups.
It seemed that Voldemort welcomed all these people. He chatted and laughed with a group of diplomatic officials from the Ministry of Magic. He did not look like the dark lord he once was, nor did he look like the tragic figure who walked into the Ministry of Magic with half of his body bleeding a few months ago.
What will be held on this day is not only a ceremony to select warriors for the game, but also a social banquet.
Judging from the attitudes of the Ministry of Magic governments that have arrived so far, even though the Wizarding Front led by Dumbledore has achieved extremely impressive results, most people still feel that Voldemort, who controls the whole of Britain and nominally occupies France, has more advantages.
Especially since this Triwizard Tournament was proposed by Voldemort himself, no one would think that this powerful man would make things difficult for himself. Since he is confident and willing to end the war in this way, he must have a reason to do so.
As for Dumbledore, the magical governments of Norway and Finland in Northern Europe are more inclined towards Grindelwald than towards him.
They supported the Wizarding World only because of Grindelwald, and only a small number of them truly supported Dumbledore from the bottom of their hearts.
Because it has been nearly ten years of silence, even if Dumbledore now seems to have signs of a comeback, no one thinks he has much chance of success.
The leaping fire warmed the entire magnificent hall. Some people had smiles on their faces, some had sarcasm on their faces, some were silent and frowning in thought, and some looked back on the past with regret.
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While the banquet hall of the French Ministry of Magic was so bustling, thousands of miles away under the Arctic ice, Jon was making final preparations.
He let Gabrielle hide directly in the petrified Nick's body, so as to prevent her from being hit by the killing curse that might be more frequent than raindrops.
And Jon himself tied Nick behind him. This was the only way he could resist the killing curse now.
Fortunately, Nick is an adult ghost. He is taller than Jon and can perfectly cover all the blind spots behind Jon.
After preparing all this, Jon stared at the bronze door behind Rodolphus and took a deep breath.
The next second, he recited the universal spell to break the curse in a very subtle voice, allowing the effect of the magic to attach to his entire body. Then he strode forward, and after taking three quick steps, he suddenly tore off the invisibility cloak on his body!
As he began to take his first steps, the two Death Eaters closest to him heard the noise.
They stood up alertly in an instant, and before they could look at the source of the noise, a figure as fast as the wind suddenly passed by them!
John didn't use the levitation spell to make himself fly directly. In a situation like this where there were enemies all around him and the space above was extremely narrow, if he flew into the air he would simply be a target for the enemies.
He simply used a spell to reduce his weight, allowing him to move faster. While moving forward, he squeezed the phoenix feather in his hand with great force to death!
In an instant, John felt the temperature around him rising significantly, and after passing the two Death Eaters closest to him, he was less than five meters away from the bronze gate!
"Avada Kedavra!"
He heard the Death Eater behind him, who had already reacted, chanting the Killing Curse, but he didn't show any intention of dodging or resisting!
Three pale green lights unique to the Death Curse illuminated the entire space under the ice and flew straight to Jon's back!
"Bang!"
There was a sound more like two hard objects colliding with each other, and three killing curses were cast, one hit Nick's frightened face, and two landed on his round belly!
Not only did the killing curse fail to cause any effective harm to John, the force brought by the spell also created a thrust, increasing his forward speed!
At this time, he had already crossed most of the distance between himself and the bronze door, and Rodolphus, who was guarding in front of the door, finally reacted!
He stared at Jon's face, his eyes full of ferocity and hatred, his hands moved without any hesitation, and he raised the wand without hesitation!
Jon didn't have to guess what spell he was going to use next.
At such a close distance, and with no protection in front of him, as long as Rodolphus used the Killing Curse, John would almost certainly die.
But when Rodolphus was halfway through reciting the spell, Jon showed no intention of dodging at all, and just put his body straight in front of the tip of his wand!
"Avada..."
“Bang!”
A loud slap landed accurately on Rodolphus's haggard and pale face!
The remaining half of the killing curse that had been recited halfway could no longer be recited, and the green light that was originally flashing on the tip of the staff completely disappeared into thin air!
The huge force made Rodolphus 's whole body lean towards the direction of Jon's slap. At this moment, Jon's hand holding the magic wand began to stretch forward, and it was less than 20 centimeters away from touching the bronze door...
"Avada Kedavra!"
A sharp, piercing female voice suddenly sounded on the right side of his body!
The green beam of light was much brighter than the killing curse used by others. The moment the spell was cast, John's brain began to work frantically!
The golden light of Fawkes' arrival had already lit up, but it was definitely not enough to take him away before the killing curse fell on him.
Although he reacted quickly enough to deflect his body as the spell was fired from Bella's wand, this time was definitely not enough for him to dodge the spell.
Now using the levitation spell can allow him to quickly rise into the air, but if he has mastered the technique of chanting the spell , then it would be easy. As long as he chants the spell, he will definitely not have enough time!
This situation seemed to have put Jon in a desperate situation, but then he changed his mind!
Since there is not enough time to cast the spell, then lift the spell!
As soon as he thought about it, the floating spell that was originally attached to him and helped him reduce the gravity was instantly lifted!
The next moment, with the return of normal gravity, Jon's entire body suddenly fell down, deviating half a body length compared to the original position!
It was this half body position that the killing curse that should have hit his waist instead hit Nick's protruding belly as he was carried on his back!
The huge impact brought by the killing curse knocked Jon's body away, and also deflected the hand that he stretched out towards the door, so that his whole body hit the door directly, making a dull sound.
But the door didn't move at all, and there was no intention of opening the door for Jon at all.
This made Jon feel disappointed, but his disappointment did not last long. The next moment after he fell to the ground from the door, he supported himself with his hands on the old bronze door and stood up from the ground.
The sound of countless killing curses rang out again. John did not look back. Nick faced the enemy, and he had already heard the pleasant sound of Fox's arrival.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t open it. Anyway, we have gained enough this time.
Just as this thought came to his mind, the Death Eaters' wands were already lighting up with dense green light like raindrops, and Fawkes' claws were about to touch his shoulder...
The bronze door, which had been as silent as a stone, suddenly opened inwards!
Jon, who was facing it with all his leverage on the door, staggered and passed by Fox's claws, and fell directly into the door with Nick and Gabriel!
Fox suddenly became anxious. It flapped its wings and wanted to fly into the door with Jon. However, the next second after Jon fell into the door, the bronze door suddenly closed again, and directly knocked Fox, who was halfway in the air, away!
There was a crackling sound, and all the killing curses that were originally flying towards John fell on the door, and in the end, not even a single piece of debris was knocked down.
All the Death Eaters who saw this scene were stunned.
Including Rodolphus, they all turned their eyes to Bella.
"Didn't you say that no one except the owner can enter this door!"
Hearing his question, Bella's face turned pale and her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
She did not answer Rodolphus' question, but walked quickly to the bronze door and kept knocking on it, but the old bronze door showed no sign of opening for her.
"Impossible ! Impossible! The master said... No one can open this door. It belongs to that person. No one except that person's descendants is qualified to push it open!"
