"What is going on? Why does Durmstrang have two representatives!"
Madam Maximus said, her expression ugly.
But Barty Crouch stiffly cut her off.
"The names spat out by the Goblet of Fire are the contestants."
"His age clearly doesn't meet the requirements either!"
"The names spat out by the Goblet of Fire are the contestants."
"He..."
"Enough."
In the end, Dumbledore spoke up and interrupted the argument, saying gravely,
"We must respect tradition. Besides, since there is only one additional lower-year student, it will not have much impact on the outcome. In the end, only individual champions count; the results are not combined. On the contrary, this lower-year student may even face mortal danger."
Hearing Dumbledore say this, Madam Maximus finally quieted down, though she gave a cold snort.
Igor Karkaroff did not say anything further either.
As long as the student he favored had been selected, that was enough. An extra tagalong did not hurt anything. That fellow seemed to be a Muggle-born, didn't he? It did not matter.
"Some highly advanced Confundus Charm must have disrupted the Goblet of Fire, this high-level magical artifact, causing it to make a mistake. There must be some conspiracy behind this."
"Moody," who had also been present, roared this out, a hint of panic rising in his heart.
He had tampered with the Goblet of Fire as well, ensuring that Harry would be selected. But why was the extra person a Muggle-born from Durmstrang?
Had something gone wrong somewhere?
If Harry did not appear on the list, his master's plan would be ruined!
Just as he was panicking, the Goblet of Fire began selecting representatives from the second school.
"Fleur Delacour."
"Shirley Napoleon Bonaparte!"
With the earlier pair setting a precedent, it was only natural for Beauxbatons to have two champions as