"What's the big deal?" Ralph Wilhelharen, the headmaster of Nagadainaf Magic School, said dismissively. "Isn't it just some antique magical artifact going wrong?"
"An antique magical artifact?" Igor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang Institute, gave Weir Hallen a cold look. "This magical artifact was jointly developed by the ten finest alchemy masters in Europe. It's an intelligent magical artifact capable of independent judgment!"
"But the fact remains that it's gone wrong." Weir Hallen still looked unconcerned.
Karkaroff wanted to say more, but Dumbledore interrupted him. "Igor, what we need to consider now is how to handle this situation."
"I don't see anything that needs handling." Ricardo Yuljinho, the headmaster of Castelobruxo, shared much the same opinion as Weir Hallen and looked just as unconcerned.
"We needed to select fourteen Champions, and now we have fourteen Champions. What's the problem?"
"The problem now is why the Goblet of Fire spat out Harry's name twice," Barty Crouch said with a frown. "And what purpose that served."
"I don't see what the big deal is." Yuerjinho remained unconcerned.
"If it were any student from your school, none of us would care." The door opened from outside once again, and Alastor Moody walked in, dragging his wooden leg. "But if it's Harry, that's another matter."
"Heh." Both Yuerjinho and Weir Hallen looked dismissive. Clearly, neither took Moody's words to heart at all.
In fact, apart from Karkaroff, even Madame Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbatons, was only displeased by Weir Hallen's disparagement of the Goblet of Fire—among the ten alchemy masters who had developed it were masters from Beauxbatons.
But she did not really care much about Harry being named twice in itself.
Apart from the Hogwarts professors and Barty Crouch, only Karkaroff's gaze flickered somewhat.
Although the two heads of Ilvermorny and Nanyang Magic