"The Five Champions Tournament is led by the five schools. The Ministry of Magic will not take part in discussions on this matter," Old Barty Crouch said. "As for rescoring, I hope all headmasters will consider it carefully."
Beside him, Ludo Bagman lowered his wand and let out a long breath after hearing Old Barty Crouch's words;
As he saw it, rather than argue over this nonsense, it would be better to look forward to what sort of performance Vizet would give when he took the field.
"If that's the case, the current situation is three to one..." Dumbledore said with a smile. "Mr. Karkaroff, why don't we let the minority yield to the majority and score them again?"
Karkaroff's expression was ugly, his face twitching nonstop. He opened his mouth, and a thousand words turned into one stifled, aggrieved sentence: "Forget it."
"Since the headmasters have reached a unanimous decision..." Ludo Bagman reminded them, "then please begin scoring!"
Harry's wound did not split open again. He, Draco, and Cedric came to the judges' table, wanting to see the scores they had received first.
The headmasters raised their wands one after another. Madame Maxime was the first to score. Something like a ribbon emerged from the tip of her wand, twisting constantly until it became the number "9."
Seeing the number the ribbon had twisted into, the audience burst into warm applause.
Kamba Headmaster and Old Barty Crouch scored one after another, likewise giving Harry and the others nine points.
Next was Karkaroff. He wore a sour face, and the ribbon from the tip of his wand began to twist, turning into the number "4."
"Four points..." Having just received three nines, Harry immediately muttered when he saw the score Karkaroff had given. "That's way too strict..."
Draco felt the