Chapter 127 The Referees Are All Ours, What Can They Use to Fight? !

Krum's visit to thank Rolf was just a small episode, and everyone quickly returned to their respective houses and prepared to go to bed.

But the students were all thinking about the Triwizard Tournament, so it was destined to be a sleepless night.

Even Rolf's dormitory was no exception. Justin and McMillan spent most of the night discussing how to spend the two thousand Galleons after winning the championship.

Others opened champagne at halftime, but before entering the venue, they had already imagined what kind of celebration actions they would do when they got the champagne.

Neville also had a nightmare because of the Triwizard Tournament.

He dreamed that he became a warrior, but forgot to participate in the competition. Snape caught him at the competition site and asked him to brew the antidote on the spot.

Then... Neville burned and blew up the crucible in front of the students of the three schools!

When Neville was awakened by the shock, he saw Justin and McMillan rubbing and wrestling on the bed. They agreed that whoever lost would give up becoming a warrior.

Justin and McMillan had been arguing for most of the night. The next morning, they were still energetic and woke up Rolf and Neville, asking them to hurry to the hall.

It seemed that if they went too late, the place for the champion would be taken away by others... This enthusiasm was even more Ravenclaw than Ravenclaw.

In fact, it was not just Justin and McMillan who were active, most of the young wizards were very active.

When they arrived at the hall, they saw that many students were already sitting here. Everyone was eating breakfast while carefully looking at the Goblet of Fire.

When they came to the Hufflepuff table, Justin asked eagerly: "Has anyone voted in?"

"The students of Durmstrang just voted in under the leadership of Karkaroff." Hannah yawned and said sleepily:

"But I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts sign up yet. Do you want to sign up, Justin?"

"I...I...wait a little longer." Justin hesitated at this time.

After all, if he was the first to sign up, it would be too embarrassing if the Goblet of Fire threw out his name.

"What do you want to do, Susan?!" Hannah suddenly shouted.

Susan retracted her hand and smiled awkwardly, "I see there is still a lot of space on your paper, give me half."

"No!" Hannah shook her head.

"Stingy." Susan pouted, "You can write a hundred names on this piece of paper, what's wrong with tearing off some scraps for me?!"

"No means no." Hannah protected her paper and shouted:

"This is what I bought from Professor Trelawney for twenty Galleons. She has blessed it. It has magical powers. I can't give it to you!"

Hearing that there was blessed paper, everyone came over curiously, wanting to see how magical it was.

Rolf pulled the corner of his mouth. Professor Trelawney even cheated children's money. It really made Cassandra lose face.

As an elder, Rolf was also inexplicably angry. He wished that all the money she cheated would be confiscated!

Not only Hannah, many students used "magic" paper, some smeared with garlic, some stained with silver powder, mainly superstitious.

A group of junior wizards united and wrote their names on a piece of paper, ready to throw it into the Goblet of Fire.

If one name can't beat others, then adding them together will definitely make it... If you don't know, you might think it's a group purchase.

After Rolf finished breakfast, he saw that it was still early, so he left the hall alone, put down the box in the old place, and went in.

He soon came to a wooden house, pushed the door open, and saw a row of crucibles, making gurgling sounds.

On the shelves on both sides of the wall, there were various magic materials and potions in bottles.

Rolf sat at a table, took out a stack of parchment, and began to write the names of wizards.

When he was about to finish writing, footsteps came from the door. The boy looked up and saw Shirley and Hermione walking together, walking along the lakeside path.

Hermione entered the cabin, looking left and right, up and down, sideways and vertically, not knowing what she was looking for.

"Hermione, didn't find it?" Shirley smiled and said, "You lost, you need to help me feed the Mortla rat later."

Hermione hummed twice, but she looked very happy.

"What are you two doing?" Rolf asked in confusion.

"I didn't see you in the hall just now. Neville said you went out after breakfast." Shirley smiled:

"I said you must be alone in the box, but Hermione said you went to find the Delacour sisters - so we made a bet - I won!"

Rolf sighed softly and said, "You two..."

The ponytail girl smiled at him, and seeing Rolf fiddling with the potion, she also moved a small chair to sit beside him and helped him hold the bottle.

"Rolf, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione asked.

"Not yet." Rolf stuffed the bottle cap into the bottle and whispered, "It's a whole day, there's no rush now... Have you two voted?"

"No." Shirley shook her head, "Hermione and I don't plan to vote."

"Yeah." Hermione pulled a chair over and sat next to Shirley, swaying from side to side, and said with a bitter face:

"It's impossible for us to compete with you to become a warrior, and there's no point in voting for your name."

"That's not a problem." Rolf still had a calm and composed look and tone, "I just ask if you want to become a warrior."

"If you want, I can make you a warrior!"

Shirley knew that Rolf had this ability, and she didn't doubt it. The girl just worried:

"Is this a foul? Will the school and the Ministry of Demons cause trouble for you?"

"Shirley, cheating has always been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, and everyone knows it." Rolf smiled:

"It's like a night tour. As long as you don't get caught on the spot, you can do whatever you want."

"Then how can you make us all warriors?" Hermione asked curiously: "Can't each school only have one student?"

"Then let the Goblet of Fire mistakenly think that you are students from other schools - such as Yin Fa Mori - only you have signed up, and the warrior must be you."

"But how can you make the Goblet of Fire misunderstand?"

"Use an extremely powerful Confusion Charm, or..." Rolf shook the potion in his hand gently and said: "Depend on it!"

Shirley and Hermione both stared at the potion.

"This potion is called Ecstasy. Soak the paper with your name in the potion and throw it into the Goblet of Fire. It will be deceived by the effect of the Ecstasy." Rolf explained.

"No wonder you asked me to brew this potion when school started." Hermione said excitedly.

The formula of the potion is more complicated than the Polyjuice Potion. Hermione has always been curious about its function. It turns out that it is used to confuse the Goblet of Fire.

"That's right." Rolf smiled and said, "I am also going to help others become warriors."

The boy said, took the list from the table and handed it to the two girls.

Seeing the name at the top, Shirley and Hermione looked at each other in astonishment.

"This... him?!" Hermione asked in a trembling voice: "Rolfe, does Professor Dumbledore know?"

"Who do you think gave me this potion formula?" Rolf smiled calmly:

"When I was in Berlin, I talked about this with Professor Dumbledore. Although it was very obscure, he immediately gave me this potion."

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"This is too crazy!"

"They started the war first." Rolf said seriously: "People will die in the Triwizard Tournament. It would be abnormal if they didn't die. Let them die!"

"Don't worry, the referee is ours, the venue is ours, and even the rules are up to us. What can they use to fight us!

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