Chapter 298 296 The Opened Door

Chapter 298 296. The Opened Door

Dumbledore's promise is undoubtedly very secure.

Since he said that Jon would definitely be able to do it today, there would definitely be no mistakes, which also made many students who were worried about Jon's safety feel relieved at this time.

After chatting with the students, Dumbledore began to tell them with great seriousness about the specific matters regarding the selection of the warriors for the Triwizard Tournament.

"Students in the first and second grades cannot participate. You have not studied for a long time and there is no way to participate in such a high-intensity competition. Whether students above the third grade participate or not is entirely up to you. If you want to sign up, write your name on a piece of paper and throw it into the burning cup in the middle of the banquet hall."

As Dumbledore spoke, the students of Hogwarts all turned their eyes to the large, roughly carved wooden goblet in the middle of the banquet hall, which was full of jumping blue and white flames.

At this time, the pure-blood students belonging to the Hogwarts castle were queuing up to throw their names into the cup.

When the children saw that all the students on Dumbledore's side were looking in their direction, many of them raised their heads provocatively.

Only George and Fred made ugly faces in response to their gesture.

"This cup is the referee of the selection. It has a history of hundreds of years. The champions of each school in the previous Triwizard Tournament were also nominated by it. This time is no exception. After you throw your name in, it will throw out the list of people it thinks are suitable at 8 o'clock tonight. At that time, an inviolable contract will be established. No matter who is selected, they must participate in the next competition. In other words, everyone who wants to throw his name into the cup must be mentally prepared, because from that moment on, as long as he is selected, no one can turn back."

Dumbledore's voice was very serious, and after listening to his story, everyone present became particularly serious.

"We need Jon!"

Fred has never said such words so solemnly.

After hearing his speech, no student felt unconvinced, and all nodded in agreement.

"As long as Jon is selected, the championship will definitely be ours!"

They said confidently.

Dumbledore looked at them, without agreeing or refuting, but just said calmly.

"I have never doubted Jon's ability, but you can't rely on him for everything. This is a very bad habit. Children, think about it, if one day Jon is not around to help you, can you do better?"

His words made many people feel panic for no reason.

Every student here knows very well that if Jon is not here, not only will there be about one-fifth fewer people sitting here, but they also don't know what kind of dangers they will experience on the sea.

"Even if there are excellent people leading you, don't forget that the person who can give you the greatest help is actually you yourself."

Even in such an occasion, Dumbledore did not forget his duty as a teacher and taught students. Students from the other three schools had already thrown their names into the Goblet of Fire one after another.

There were flashes of light constantly. Countless newspapers from different regions in the banquet hall took photos when each student threw his name into the cup, capturing this moment that was very meaningful even in the long history.

This selection of warriors will last for a day until the results come out at eight o'clock.

In front of the students of Hogwarts Castle, Voldemort still sat in the main seat in such a nonchalant manner. Before the final result came out, this Ministry of Magic still belonged to him, and this banquet hall was also his home court.

There were wizards constantly trying to get close to him and get close to him. There was a Ministry of Magic that supported the wizarding horizon led by Dumbledore, and there must be a government that supported Voldemort's pure-blood superiority theory.

These people may not necessarily want Voldemort to rule their areas, but they have ideas about using his theories to gain power for themselves or the interest groups they belong to.

Voldemort seems to be open to all these people. He chats and laughs with a group of diplomatic officials from the Ministry of Magic. He doesn't look like the dark devil at all, nor does he look like the tragic appearance of walking into the Ministry of Magic with half of his body bleeding a few months ago.

What is to be carried out on this day is not only a ceremony to select warriors for the game, but also a social banquet.

Judging from the attitudes of the governments of the Ministry of Magic who have arrived so far, even though the wizarding front led by Dumbledore has achieved extremely impressive results, most people still think that Voldemort, who controls the entire United Kingdom and legally occupies France in name, has more advantages.

Especially since this Triwizard Tournament was proposed by Voldemort himself, no one would think that this powerful man would make himself unhappy. Since he is confident and willing to end the war in this way, he must have something to rely on.

As for Dumbledore, the magical governments of Norway and Finland in Northern Europe are more inclined towards Grindelwald than towards him.

They supported the Wizarding Front only because of Grindelwald, and only a small number of them really supported Dumbledore from the bottom of their hearts.

Because it has been nearly ten years of silence, even if Dumbledore seems to have signs of a comeback now, no one thinks he has much chance of success.

The jumping fire warmed the entire magnificent hall. Some people had smiles on their faces, some showed sarcasm, some frowned in silence, and some looked back on the past with regret.

While the banquet hall of the French Ministry of Magic was so lively, Jon was making the final preparations under the Arctic ice thousands of miles away.

He let Gabrielle hide directly in the petrified Nick's body, so that she could avoid being hit by the death curse that might be more dense than raindrops later.

And Jon himself tied Nick behind him, which was the only way he could resist the death curse now.

Fortunately, Nick was an adult ghost, and his figure was taller than Jon, which could perfectly cover all the blind spots behind Jon.

After preparing all this, Jon stared at the bronze door behind Rodolphus and took a deep breath.

The next second, he recited the universal spell to remove the curse in a very subtle voice, allowing the effect of this magic to attach to his whole body, then strode forward, and after taking three quick steps, he suddenly pulled off the invisibility cloak on his body!

When he began to take steps, the two Death Eaters closest to him had already heard the movement.

They stood up alertly in an instant, and before they could look at the source of the movement, a figure like the wind suddenly passed by them!

Jon did not use the floating spell to make himself fly directly. In this situation where there were enemies all around and the space above was extremely narrow, if he flew into the air, he would simply be a target for the enemy.

He just used the spell to reduce his weight, allowing him to move faster, and while moving forward, he squeezed the phoenix feather in his hand with great force!

In an instant, Jon felt the temperature around him rise significantly, and after he passed the two Death Eaters closest to him, he was less than five meters away from the bronze door!

"Avada Kedavra!"

He heard the Death Eaters behind him who had reacted chanting the killing curse, but he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging or resisting!

Three pale green lights unique to the Death Curse illuminated the entire space under the ice and flew straight to Jon's back!

"Bang!"

A sound more like two hard objects colliding together sounded, and three killing curses, one hit Nick's terrified face, and two fell on his round belly!

Not only did the Death Curse not cause effective damage to Jon, the force brought by the spell also formed a thrust, increasing his forward speed!

At this time, he had crossed most of the distance between himself and the bronze door, and Rodolphus, who was guarding the door, finally reacted at this time!

He stared at Jon's face, his eyes full of ferocity and hatred, and his hands did not hesitate at all, raising the wand without hesitation!

Jon didn't need to guess what spell he was going to use next.

At such a close distance, and without any protection in front of him, Jon would almost certainly die as long as Rodolphus used the killing curse.

But when Rodolphus was halfway through reciting the spell, Jon had no intention of dodging at all, and just stuck his body straight in front of the tip of his wand!

"Avada"

"Snap!"

A loud slap hit Rodolphus's haggard and pale face with great accuracy!

The remaining half of the killing curse that had been recited halfway could no longer be recited, and the green light that had been flashing at the tip of the wand completely disappeared!

The huge force made Rodolphus's whole body tilt in the direction of the force of Jon's slap, and at this moment, Jon's hand holding the magic wand began to stretch forward, and it was less than 20 centimeters away from touching the bronze door.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A sharp, piercing female voice suddenly sounded on the right side of his body!

The green beam, which was much brighter than the killing spell used by others, started to spin wildly at the moment the spell sounded!

The golden light of Fox's arrival had already lit up, but it was definitely not enough to take him away before the death curse fell on him.

Although his reaction was fast enough to deflect his body at the same time when the spell was just shot out from Bella's magic wand, this time was definitely not enough for him to dodge the spell.

Now using the floating spell can make him rise quickly, but if he has mastered the skill of silent chanting, it would be fine. As long as he chants the spell, it will definitely be too late!

This situation seems to have completely put Jon in a dead end, but then he changed his mind!

Since there is not enough time to cast the spell, then cancel it!

As soon as he thought about it, the floating spell that was originally attached to him to help him reduce the gravity was instantly lifted!

The next moment, with the return of normal gravity, Jon's whole body suddenly fell down, and it was directly deviated by half a body compared to the original!

It was this half body that the death curse that should have hit his waist only hit the protruding belly of Nick who was carried on his back!

The huge momentum brought by the death curse knocked Jon's body away and deflected the hand he stretched out towards the door. Instead, his whole body hit the door directly, making a dull sound. sound.

But the door didn't move at all, showing no intention of opening it to Jon.

This made Jon feel a surge of disappointment in his heart, but his disappointment did not last long. The next moment the door fell to the ground, he stood up from the ground holding the old bronze door with both hands. .

The sounds of countless killing curses sounded again, Jon did not look back, Nick faced the enemy, and he had already heard the sweet sound of Fox's arrival.

If you can't open it, then you can't open it. Anyway, the harvest this time is enough.

Just when this thought came to his mind, the tips of the Death Eaters' staffs also lit up with dense green light like raindrops, and Fox's claws were about to touch his shoulders.

The bronze door, which was originally as dead as stone, suddenly opened inwards!

Facing it, Jon, who was leaning heavily on the door, staggered, passed Fox's claws, and fell directly into the door with Nick and Gabrielle!

Fox immediately became anxious. It flapped its wings and wanted to fly through the door with Jon. However, the second Jon fell into the door, the bronze door suddenly closed again, directly hitting Fox who was already halfway through the flight. Fly out!

There was a crackling sound, and all the killing curses that originally flew towards Jon fell on the door, and in the end not even a bit of dust was knocked down.

All the Death Eaters who saw this scene were stunned.

Including Rodolphus, they all turned their attention to Bella.

"Didn't you say that no one can enter this door except the owner?"

After hearing his question, Bella's face turned pale and bloodless, and her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

She did not answer Rodolphus's question, but walked quickly to the bronze door and kept beating the door, but the old bronze door showed no intention of opening it to her.

"Impossible! Impossible! No one can open this door that the master said. It belongs to that person. No one except that person's descendants has the right to push it open!"