Shameless Karkaroff

"Granger should be disqualified!"

On the referee's stand, Karkaroff appeared extremely agitated, spitting as he spoke, his mouth twisted in a grotesque manner.

His mouth was filled with a row of yellow teeth, emitting a stench so strong it could kill... Dumbledore, though his expression remained unchanged and he maintained his elegance, still held his breath.

It's better to suffocate than to be suffocated by the fumes.

Madame Maxime was far less polite; she covered her nose with a handkerchief and said in a disgusted tone:

"Hey... Headmaster Karkaroff, could you please brush your teeth?!"

She resisted the urge to smash Karkaroff to death with her iron fist.

"If you don't have it, I can lend you the money to buy it!"

Goodness... she's certainly broadened her horizons by coming to Hogwarts.

Not to mention Karkaroff's yellow teeth, his bad breath is getting worse every day. Are you holding something in your mouth?

And Snape... greasy hair, large patches of dandruff... he'd be better off bald, at least that would be cleaner.

She never imagined... that two ordinary magic schools could simultaneously nurture two "Sleeping Dragons" and "Young Phoenixes."

And these two were both Death Eaters before... This makes Maxime question the Dark Lord's taste.

At the very least, the quality of the recruited team is subpar!

"Stop rambling, this has nothing to do with what we're discussing right now!" Karkaroff said grimly.

"I believe... Granger's Champion status must be revoked!"

"What's the reason?" Dumbledore crossed his arms, seemingly as usual, but secretly covered his nose.

He asked in a low voice, "Miss Granger, did you break the rules?"

"That sword... it was forged by Goblin. According to the rules, everyone is only allowed to use wands," Karkaroff said indignantly.

"It shouldn't be on the field!"

"That sword certainly didn't appear on the field," Dumbledore explained patiently.

"If you look closely, you'll see that Miss Granger used Summoning Charm. The sword was summoned from afar."

He turned to Crouch and asked in a low voice:

"There's no rule against using Summoning Charm to summon items, is there, Barty?"

"No, the charter doesn't prohibit the Summoning Charm," Crouch's curt voice replied.

"As long as you don't bring any other items during the competition, it's fine."

Dumbledore nodded and smiled, "You see, Hermione isn't breaking the rules this way."

"But..." Karkaroff was momentarily speechless.

"I have a small question," Ludo suddenly interjected. "Granger is a minor wizard, and she just used Apparition. Is that considered a violation?"

"Yes! That's right!" Karkaroff quickly replied.

Apparition isn't something you can use casually.

This magic is dangerous and can easily cause the Splinching. For safety reasons, wizards need to take a test from the Department of Magical Transportation first.

Apparition can only be performed with a permit; otherwise, it is an illegal act.

But then another problem arises: this test is only open to adult wizards. Hermione is undoubtedly a minor.

Karkaroff wore a victorious smile.

Dumbledore seemed to have already prepared his words, and chuckled lightly:

"Actually, I need to explain something about this."

"Under certain circumstances, underage wizards may obtain permission to Apparition."

For example, during the Wizarding Wars, the Ministry of Magic allowed underage wizards to study.

During the Wizarding Wars, Death Eaters were everywhere, and for safety reasons, the Ministry of Magic made a special exception for young wizards, allowing them to learn Apparition.

That would make the students much safer.

"But this isn't the time of the Wizarding Wars," Karkaroff retorted loudly. "And United Kingdom isn't in a special period either."

"Yes, United Kingdom is not," Dumbledore said slowly. "But the problem is, Venice is in a special period."

As we all know, a disaster struck Italy during the summer holidays, destroying Venice.

"Hermione, in Venice, would be in serious trouble if she couldn't Apparition. There would be no way she could even attempt a rescue."

Dumbledore's tone softened further, and he smiled:

"With the approval of the Italy Ministry of Magic, she obtained Apparition permit."

"But that's Italy, not United Kingdom..."

"Can't you Apparition in the United Kingdom?" Madame Maxime suddenly asked.

Karkaroff shut up.

He could certainly Apparition in the United Kingdom. And the permit he obtained was not United Kingdom.

Similarly, many of Beauxbatons' students come from other countries.

These foreign students are learning Apparition in Beauxbatons, which is also part of the examination organized by the French Ministry of Magic.

In other words... as long as you obtain a license from a Ministry of Magic, it applies in any country.

This was stipulated by the International Confederation of Wizards.

Otherwise, wizards from other countries would have to retake the Apparition test to obtain a license to appear in another country... that would be too much trouble.

Dumbledore smile.

"If you don't believe me, you can always write to the Italy Ministry of Magic and ask them."

Karkaroff shut up completely.

Who doesn't know that the Italy Ministry of Magic is in cahoots with the Stark and Granger?

Minister Hewen would even give false testimony just to curry favor with them!

What's the point of issuing a permit now!

"Now that there's no more controversy, we must begin scoring," Madame Maxime said. "The students are getting impatient."

Li, a seasoned commentator, was still trying to salvage the situation even when the referees were arguing and there was a clear performance mishap.

Of course, this way of saving the day didn't make Professor McGonagall look too happy.

"A real clearance sale, a real clearance sale! You don't need to ask the price, you don't need to haggle, and you don't need to worry about being ripped off!"

Everything is 10 Sickle, buy anything is 10 Sickle, pick and choose whatever you like!

"Ten Sickle, you won't lose out, you Sickle n't be cheated, it's truly great value for money, everything is cheap, nothing is expensive..."

"Li, how much money did you take from William? How much GG fee?!" Professor McGonagall demanded sternly. "And you still want to play GG? Gryffindor deductions..."

McGonagall's voice was drowned out by Lee's desperate shouting, and in the end, no one heard her and they lost a few points.

"Alright, happy times always pass too quickly," Li said excitedly. "It seems the judges have already discussed the scoring criteria."

Granger has four dragon eggs, I'm guessing the score will be at least 90...

Madame Maxime raised her wand into the air.

A long, silver ribbon-like thing shot out from the wand, twisting and forming a large [96] character.

Next up was Crouch. He spat out a [98] into the air.

The audience cheered.

Dumbledore raised his wand and gave it a nine. The cheers from the audience grew even louder.

Ludo hesitated for a long time before giving it an 80.

"Eighty points? I didn't misread that, did I?" Li questioned. "Granger had four Golden Egg and almost killed a fire dragon."

At least 90 points or higher.

Are you sure he's not under Imperius Curse? Or has he lost his mind?

"Li, explain properly... Gryffindor dunk..."

McGonagall's deduction was conveniently drowned out by Lee's voice.

William squinted. Professor McGonagall's voice was always drowned out whenever she was about to deduct points.

If it's just a coincidence once, that's one thing, but is it a coincidence every time?

Clearly, Professor McGonagall's pronouncements were all talk and no action.

He then looked at Ludo Bagman. It was understandable that Ludo gave a low score; he beat Ron to win the championship.

If Hermione gets too high a score, Ron has no chance of winning.

He didn't want to offend William, so he gave a compromise score—acceptable but not too low.

"Let's see Headmaster Karkaroff..." Lee shouted.

Karkaroff raised his wand. He paused for a moment, then a number shot out of his wand—[50].

"What? Fifty?" Li roared angrily, "Only fifty? That's four Golden Egg! You annoying, biased bastard!"

"If you hadn't persisted until the end, and had to give a base score of fifty, I suspect you would have given zero," Li questioned.

"You have absolutely no manners, you yellow-toothed monster! No wonder Durmstrang can't win the championship!" Lee cursed loudly.

Professor McGonagall didn't have time to scold Lee; she protested by waving her fist.

William's reaction was rather calm. Fortunately, he had prevented this behavior beforehand and suggested changing the rules.

This will remove the lowest score and the highest score.

Therefore, Hermione's final score was 274 points.

Phoebe only had two Golden Egg, so her score was much lower than Hermione's.

Apart from Madame Maxime giving a score of 95, everyone else scored between 70 and 80.

Of course, Karkaroff scored 50 points as always.

Phoebe's final score was 232 points.

Karkaroff was even more shameless than anyone imagined; he gave the lowest marks to the Champion from other schools.

Even though they were eliminated, the Champion from their own school received the highest score of 49 points.

But that didn't work.

His scores will all be eliminated.

As for Chimpanzee Captain... everyone unanimously gave him zero points.

Professor Snape's face was as black as a lump of coal.

"Let's look at the next group," Li shouted. "The three-headed fire dragon has been brought up."

This time, we have spotted the Peruvian Vipertooth Peruvian Vipertooth. Its scales are smooth and brassy in color. It has a black ridge along its back and horns on its head.

The Peruvian Vipertooth was not large, only a little over four meters long. It was the smallest of all known fire-resistant dragons.

However, it is the fastest flying dragon, and its teeth are highly venomous!

Moreover, they have exceptionally high intelligence and are adept at teamwork.

"Let's welcome the Champion..." Lee roared, "Hogwarts students... which two unlucky ones will be... cough cough, where are the Champion?"

The exit has been opened.

Ron and Malfoy walked out hand in hand, embracing each other.

No, they weren't hugging...

Instead, they were tearing each other apart!

"Let go of me, Malfoy!" Ron roared. "Don't pull my hair if you dare!"

"Let go of me first, stop picking my nose!" Malfoy's face contorted in pain.

Li Dasheng explained:

"Champion hold hands on the road; whoever lets go first is a dog!"

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