Helena said disapprovingly.
"It seems I overestimated Hogwarts' standards before. You can't even..."
Before she could finish, Shawn turned and gave the old woman pretending to be young a gentle look.
She doesn't come close to my godmother!
Under Shawn's gentle yet abyss-deep gaze, Helena's voice suddenly caught in her throat. It felt as though something terrifying would happen if she uttered another word.
Harry and Draco watched their Chief take command with eyes full of admiration, while the other four Champions felt rather disheartened.
We're all the same age. Why is the gap so huge?
Niekosov's opinion of Shawn grew even warmer, and he chimed in.
"Well done! In Russia, we welcome polite people warmly. As for those with ill intentions, we press our wands against their heads!"
Shawn gave Niekosov a friendly smile before formally speaking.
"All right, there's no need to keep guessing. I've already determined what went wrong with the Goblet of Fire.
Before the Goblet of Fire was handed over to England, this treasure, which carries a powerful contract, had already been tampered with. Hogwarts therefore bears no responsibility."
Once Shawn stepped forward, Karkaroff tried to make himself invisible.
Dumbledore was not surprised by this answer and nodded in agreement.
After some consideration, Maxime asked solemnly.
"Do you have proof? Our schools all inspected the Goblet of Fire beforehand and found nothing wrong."
Shawn offered no further explanation. He waved a hand, and several precious alchemy materials immediately flew out of his ring.
Dressed entirely in white, Shawn moved his hands gracefully, like a prince playing music among the clouds.
His hands danced elegantly through the air, tracing out various magical runes circuits and immediately projecting them into the pile of alchemy materials, which had already begun fusing and taking shape.
This display of advanced