บท 473: Chapter 472 "Surprises"

Facing Stephanie's question, before Sean could answer, Hermione became vigilant. It's just that there are so many people watching in public, and she just asked a question that anyone would want to hear.

Just when Hermione was struggling, Sean nodded, "Of course, I have the opportunity to participate. I'm quite curious about this year's tournament."

"I see." Stephanie nodded.

Naturally, she took out a quill, took out a parchment, and wrote her name casually.

"Stephanie?" Sean looked at her in surprise.

In his impression, Stephanie is not a person who likes to participate in group activities. To be precise, she hardly participates in group activities other than necessary classes. She prefers to read a book quietly by herself. She doesn't like to be in the spotlight, doesn't like to make trouble, and doesn't have the passion or sense of honor.

Stephanie passed Sean, leaving a whisper that only he could hear, "I'm interested now."

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Stephanie calmly walked to the Goblet of Fire. She was not even taller than the Goblet itself. With a calm face, Stephanie threw the note with her name on it into the burning flames.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Applause and cheers erupted all of a sudden. Those who dared sign up were warriors in their hearts.

Hermione had been watching this scene, subconsciously turning her attention to the Weasley twins, who were whistling next to her.

Should she get some aging potion?

However, before her idea could be fully implemented, the twins ran over while whistling.

"We are unstoppable!"

The twins jumped in and happily threw their names in.

"They're not for the glory," Sean heard Ron whispering there. Fred and George discussed the money from the tournament with Lee Jordan all night yesterday, especially how they would use it to open a shop in Diagon Alley."

Sean turned his head and smiled, "At least it's for a good cause, right?"

Sean laughed. These two are so funny.

Brave students from various schools put their names into the Goblet of Fire, and the onlookers admired them. The Quadwizard Tournament is really not a playground for students; even though the protection measures are around the game, the dangers are still there.

Many students in sixth and seventh grades still remember that their seniors in the last Goblet of Fire were lying in the hospital for half a semester because of a curse.

At the entrance of the Hall, a man and a woman were watching the situation inside. After seeing Sean throw his name into the Goblet of Fire, Charlotte raised her fist and waved it excitedly.

She looked at Sterling next to her and smiled smugly, "Oh, no, Mr. Sterling. This time, Hogwarts will definitely win."

Faced with Charlotte's provocation, Sterling, with his hands folded and a calm face, did not express anything, nor did he refute her words. The two had already tacitly agreed that Sean's level was far superior to the current contestants.

He just glanced at Charlotte lightly, "Miss Hawke, even though Sean led Hogwarts to victory, this cannot change the fact that you were defeated by me last time."

Charlotte's face immediately turned sour, and she glared at him angrily, "Don't you dare indulge in your past victory."

"Thank you for reminding me, I won't forget it." He smiled slightly and stroked his chest in a gentlemanly gesture.

Faced with him and his mouth skills far superior to her own, Charlotte gritted her teeth, suddenly changed her expression, and looked back. "Mr. Grindelwald?"

Upon hearing this name, Sterling immediately straightened his body and looked back while maintaining a straightforward appearance.

He felt a pain in his foot, and when he looked back, there was no sign of Grindelwald.

"Hawke...you..."

"Always be alert, Mr. Sterling." Stepping on his foot, Charlotte stuck out her tongue and ran away.

Seeing her figure disappear around the corner, Sterling's frowning brows relaxed and revealed a faint smile.

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Time flies, and Halloween dinners seem to be taking a lot longer than usual. Perhaps because there were two consecutive days of dinners, it seemed that everyone didn't like the well-prepared and sumptuous dishes as much as usual. People in the Hall kept looking up, with anxious expressions on every face, waiting the time to see if Dumbledore had finished eating.

Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the Hall suddenly became silent. Karkaroff, next to him, looked nervous, and so did Madam Maxime.

Only Grindelwald kept smiling happily.

"Well, the Goblet is about to make its decision," said Dumbledore.

"I reckon it will take another minute. When the names of the delegates are announced, I want them to walk forward and go to the room we've prepared here."

He pointed to the door behind the teacher's table, "They will get further information regarding the tournament later."

He took out his wand and swung it broadly. Except for those candles in the jack-o-lantern, all the other candles were extinguished, and the Hall suddenly fell into dark. The Goblet of Fire now emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything else in the entire Hall, and the blue-white flames burst out with sparks.

Even Sean felt a little nervous because of the atmosphere.

"This time, we will choose a total of twelve delegates, three of which from each school, to represent them." Dumbledore said loudly, everyone staring firmly at the Goblet of Fire in front of him.

The flame in the Goblet suddenly turned red, and crackling sparks burst out. A flame shot into the air, and from it flew a piece of charred parchment. Everyone in the Hall held their breath.

Dumbledore grabbed the note, and the red flame in the Goblet of Fire turned blue and white again.

"Let's see the first delegate," Dumbledore amplified, "Viktor Krum, from Durmstrang!"

Applause and cheers swept the Hall, and the world's number one Seeker received much applause from Hogwarts.

"I knew it was you, Krum!" Karkaroff stood up and shook his fist vigorously.

Krum stood up, shook hands with Dumbledore, turned to the right, walked along the teacher's table, and entered the room prepared before.

"The next delegate," The Goblet of Fire blazed again, and a second parchment flew out, "Reinhardt Nott from Durmstrang."

The applause was a little weaker. Amidst Karkaroff's shouts, the boy who had once gestured to Sean stood up. He showed a smile and walked towards where he was going.

Sean frowned. This person had the same surname as the Nott family.

Immediately afterward, Dumbledore announced Durmstrang's third delegate, "Leon Schneider!"

A black-haired boy with a gloomy face stood up. He pushed his glasses and walked over with a blank expression. Sean and Capone looked at each other, and they both saw the smile in his eyes.

The third delegate has the same name as the owl Sean gave to Capone.

"In this way, the selection of the three delegates from Durmstrang is completed, and next," Dumbledore grabbed another parchment.

"The first delegate from Beauxbatons, Fleur Delacour!"

Amid the enthusiastic cheers from the boys, Fleur hugged her younger sister and stood up. Immediately afterward, Dumbledore drew out two other Beauxbatons delegates, all of whom were girls, looking excited and nervous.

"Beauxbaton's style seems to be... a little more aggressive than we thought?" Hermione said, "The people who weren't selected looked particularly disappointed."

Sean felt that the word "disappointed" might be an understatement as a few Beauxbatons students who were not selected were covering their faces and crying. After choosing Beauxbatons delegates, it now came to the Nurmengard side. Dumbledore grabbed the parchment and called out the name of the first delegate.

"Morgan Daniels!"

Sean applauded. This person is considered an acquaintance of his own, and his strength is unquestionable.

The second, "Hugo Barbarossa!"

The blond, chubby boy stood up in surprise with a piece of melon stuffed in his mouth. Amidst the little laughs of many students, Hugo chewed hard, wiped his mouth, showed a provocative smile at the laughing students, and walked towards the teacher's table.

"Hugo should be really strong now..." Hermione said while applauding.

Sean nodded in agreement. Hugo's strength is unquestionable. He was born with a powerful source of magic power. Moreover, he is likely to be one of the Sins, specifically Gluttony. Those who laugh at him may never imagine how terrifying this person is when he goes all out.

Dumbledore called out the last delegate, "Patricia Delia!"

The girl stood up amidst the cheers, blew a kiss to her companions, and hurriedly walked over; many boys from other schools were staring over her."

"Why are you looking at me? I didn't even look at her, you know." Sean said, a little guilty, Facing Hermione's suspicious eyes.

Next came the most anticipated part. Many Hogwarts students stared at the Goblet of Fire in front of Dumbledore. Their three delegates are going to be selected. The Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks sputtered, flame shot high into the air, and Dumbledore grabbed the parchment.

"The first Hogwarts delegated," he shouted, "is Cedric Diggory!"

The cheers from the table were deafening. Every Hufflepuff was jumping up and down, screaming and stomping the floor. Sean also clapped with a smile on his face. No matter from which point of view, Cedric is a reliable teammate.

"The second Hogwarts delegate," Dumbledore grabbed the parchment again, and a slight surprise appeared on his face.

"George Weasley!"

There was a surprised voice in the Hall. George jumped up with a laugh, and Fred and Lee Jordan hugged him like crazy.

"George?" Hermione was also a little surprised, "but he's strong, isn't he?"

Sean was also a little surprised, but he immediately cheered and applauded. The only person who didn't applaud was Stephanie. She was sitting at one end of the Ravenclaw table. Everyone around her stood up and applauded, but she showed a regretful expression.

Out of all the three positions, two have already been taken, so it is impossible for her to be selected. For the first time, she was so eager to participate in an event, but the Goblet of Fire did not seem to acknowledge her enthusiasm.

Dumbledore drew the last parchment as George walked into the room. The students in the Hall looked at Sean on the Ravenclaw table without waiting for the announcement.

The students at Hogwarts have almost tacitly agreed that Sean would have a seat; otherwise, why did Professor Dumbledore open his way on purpose?

Sean smiled at Hermione and the others.

"Fred Weasley." Dumbledore's voice filled the Hall.

There was an inexplicable silence, and the entire Hall was stunned, including Sean himself.

Fred pointed at himself in surprise, "Me?"

"That's right, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore showed the note in his hand, which read "Fred Weasley."

After a short time, applause rang out, but many people turned their surprised eyes to Sean. Sean scratched his head in embarrassment and applauded along with everyone. This was indeed a situation he hadn't expected.

However, he quickly adjusted his emotions and put on his smile again. If he didn't get chosen, it means he didn't need the Goblet of Fire to prove his worth.

Just when everyone, including Dumbledore, thought it was over, the flame in the Goblet turned bursting wildly. Sparks crackled and splashed out. A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was pulled out.

"Sean Wallup."