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Chapter 112 The mentally retarded cup (two in one)(1/2)

The Three Thousands Championship, literally, is of course three schools and three Warriors.

It has been held for hundreds of years and everyone has always believed that.

But today I suddenly realized that this three is not a real number, but an imaginary number.

For example, tonight, this ‘three’ refers to twenty-three.

Demstrong nine, Boothbaton seven, and Hogwarts seven.

Three Warriors, that's a regular operation.

The fourth warrior appeared...the students could barely accept it.

Let's go to the fifth warrior... The little wizard began to doubt life.

When the sixth and seventh person stand up, everyone will be confused and their brains will be out of reach.

When more than twenty warriors appeared all at once, everyone was thinking about one thing:

Did I not wake up?

School has not started today, so it’s all a dream!

Haha, I'm not crazy!

So Gore slapped Crab.

Draco is actually a Warrior?

Can this dream be fake?

Crab thought so, so he slapped Gole with a backhand.

The two of them fought around, just like the Russian slap competition... the kind that could not wake up.

McLagan sat in his original position, his face twisted.

When the fourth warrior came out, he was quick-talking and bet with Ilois:

If another warrior comes out, he will eat the cup on the spot.

Then Qiu stood up and slapped him in the face at the speed of light.

He bet another sixth warrior appeared, and went to eat the fried tail snails raw... Then, George stood up and slapped him again.

After betting more than a dozen times in a row, McLagan lost all his face and his face was swollen.

I gambled all the food I could eat, and I didn't even let go of the toilet.

McLagan was angry at the exodus.

Why... He spent fifty Gallons to find an adult senior to vote his name in.

So many people have become Warriors, why didn’t he become a Warrior?!

He is also a krypton gold boss.

If you want to talk about other people, even Ron, Porter's dog legs are Warriors!

Ron stood up, wanting to enjoy the cheers for a while, but when he saw everyone looking at him, as if he was looking at a liar, he hurriedly walked towards the room.

The auditorium was silent, and the room was much more lively.

Hermione, Furong and Qiu were around the fire, whispering something.

Cedric and George looked around the room, and the portraits on the walls all turned to look at them.

A wrinkled witch escaped from his frame and drilled into the frame next to her. On it was a male witch with a walrus beard.

The wrinkled witch began to bite his ear quietly.

Krum had a gloomy face and found six people coming into the room.

No... Isn't this the Three-Levels Championship? Why did it become the Six-Levels Championship?

But looking at the expressions of the other five people, the reaction was dull, and it seemed that they knew what had happened.

He just doesn't know!

This feeling was very uncomfortable. Krum was about to ask something, but a noise came from behind him.

More than a dozen wizards rushed to the door, eight of whom were Dermstrong's students.

Krum frowned even more, and he looked at a student and said, "What's going on, Polyako! Did Principal Kakarov ask me to go back?"

"No." Polyacco shook his head, his face full of smug expressions.

"We are like you, we are also warriors!"

"This is impossible!" Krum snapped. "There is only one warrior in a school..."

"But there are indeed many warriors now, even if you might be for a moment..." Polyacco shrugged. "I can't understand what's going on."

The sound of busy footsteps came from the door again.

Ludo Bagman walked into the room. He looked around and shouted:

"It's so bizarre! It's definitely bizarre! Everyone..."

"Who would have thought that there were more than 20 Warriors in our Triumph Championship?!

Merlin, this is something that has never happened in seven hundred years!”

Krum straightened, frowned with two thick eyebrows, and stared at Bagman.

It seems that there are really many warriors.

He looked at the others, his expression getting darker.

Everyone seems to know what's going on... He is the only one who doesn't know!

In fact, in addition to Krum, there are also relatively confused students.

For example, Malfoy.

He thought that Hogwarts was the only one Warrior!

What's going on! Three thousand five hundred Jialong, isn't it a buyout quota?!

The door was pushed open again, and a large group of people rushed in:

Professor Dumbledore followed closely by Mr. Crouch, Professor Kakarov, Mrs. Maxim, Professor McGonagh and Professor Snape.

Before Professor McGonagall closed the door, everyone could hear hundreds of students buzzing in the auditorium next door.

Mrs. Maxim straightened her burly and tall body, and her head touched a chandelier filled with candles.

She was a little excited, and her huge breasts, wearing black satin clothes, were rising and falling violently.

"What does this mean, Professor Dumbledore?"

"I want to know this too." Professor Kakarov's face was filled with a cold smile, and his blue eyes were as chill as ice.

"Isn't this the Triple Championship? Why are there so many Warriors? Is it because I don't read those charters carefully enough?"

"In fact... I also want to know what happened."

Dumbledore showed a perfect confusion. He looked around:

"We should really have only three warriors, but now..."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly and said, "Don't you think it was me who did it, do you? Why do I do this?"

Maxim and Kakarov looked at each other.

Dumbledore really has no reason to create a bunch of Warriors.

If one or two Hogwarts students were added, they would understand. But now there are more than just Hogwarts students.

"Ask Stark?" Crouch suddenly interrupted.

"He has been keeping the Goblet of Fire for this period of time, so he may know something!"

Everyone was stunned.

Professor Snape grinned and dragged his greasy voice, "I'll call him."

He was worried that he would not have the chance to cause trouble for William. Last class, all the herbs he had "picked" were stolen.

It must have been stolen by a big shit!

Snape had no evidence, but he never needed evidence in his work.

Intuition tells him the truth!

Similarly, this time the matter is inseparable from him!

...

...

Sitting at the Ravenclaw's dining table, William was slowly savoring the black tea.

He glanced at the Gryffindor dining table from the corner, and Harry was sitting in his original position, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

There is another important reason why Dumbledore did not choose Harry to be the Warriors:

Peter found Voldemort and tortured Bertha again, and he would probably know about the Three Thousands in advance.

During the World Cup, Voldemort did not cause trouble, so the Trio Championship is likely to take action.

Dumbledore said it was certain that if Voldemort wanted to cause trouble or resurrect, his goal would be Harry.

Although William didn't know why the principal was so sure, he still thought about it according to this idea.

Voldemort's goal is really Harry, and he wants to do something in the game. The biggest possibility is to make Harry a Warrior!

If William was Voldemort, he would have done this.

Only when he becomes a warrior can he take advantage of the situation.

So, William can't let Harry be a Warrior. He is waiting for the opponent to take action and then follow the clues.
To be continued...
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