great-warnovel Chapter 477 He is the Warrior!
Chapter 477 He is the Warrior!
Chapter 477 He is the Warrior!
"Next up is Vagadu!"
Hermione shouted as she watched the note being sprayed out again.
"Zuberi Mfarme!"
This is a Black girl with tattoos of stars and mountains on her body. She has shaved sides of her head, with lightning bolt braids on the sides, and is also inlaid with ornaments such as hippopotamus teeth.
She stood up barefoot, exchanged some unintelligible shouts with her classmates, and then walked out of the auditorium.
"The warrior of Castrobushes is—Yara Yaguri!"
The name of the sixth school was also revealed.
It was still a girl, but she looked fierce. Her rainforest-style bark fiber school uniform resembled a green half-body armor. She stared intently at her principal, nodded, and then walked out of the auditorium.
Only one school remains, which is the school from which the warriors to be selected from among the experimental children.
They clenched their fists under the lonely long table.
In terms of strength, they are not afraid of any student. After all, the fact that the mythical creatures are capable of fighting has already earned the Dark Lord's approval. However, being watched by so many people is a first for them.
"Finally, the warriors of Cordosdorez—"
Hermione glanced at the eldest, Zorrian.
The likely candidates are him or Branislava. Even if it were Harry or Krum, defeating either of them would be difficult.
Boom!
The last note was spat out, and the Goblet of Fire, as if having exhausted all its strength, went out completely.
Hermione quickly grabbed the crumpled piece of paper, on which a name was written crookedly.
But the moment she saw it clearly, her eyes widened.
She glanced back at Grindelwald, who returned her a puzzled look.
"Levi Sternberg!"
She called out the name on the note; the somewhat clumsy handwriting belonged to a boy who was only 10 years old.
Grindelwald's reaction proved that he wasn't behind it, but no one but him could confuse the Goblet of Fire's judgment right under Hermione's nose.
Did the cup really abandon two 20-year-old wizards and choose a 10-year-old child instead?
Does he possess more warrior qualities than anyone else?
Although it was only for a moment, these thoughts flashed through Hermione's mind like lightning.
"This is impossible!" Zorrian exclaimed in shock. He stood up and looked at Levi, who looked completely bewildered.
"You've put your name in?" he asked with concern.
The boy nodded: "Metek also threw, but we thought—"
I thought I wouldn't be selected.
The six children are of very different ages, so there is almost no chance of any surprises in the selection of warriors. The God of Transformation and the Goddess of Winter are both very powerful mythical beings, so there is no reason for them to be rejected. Therefore, Levi and Metek only put their names in because they felt that they should not stay out of it.
The scene became slightly chaotic for a moment.
People searched for the warriors of Cordosdorez at the deserted long table.
"Levi Sternberg, please come out." Grindelwald was only surprised for a moment, but he quickly recovered and called out softly.
Levi subconsciously left the long table, and only then did people realize that he was a child who looked even younger than a first grader!
The fourth-year warriors at Hogwarts were already amazing enough, but now they've got an even smaller one?!
"Sir! This is not right! There must be some mistake—"
Branislava stood up anxiously, but Grindelwald stopped her with a single look.
"No one can cheat while Miss Granger and I are watching, child."
He wasn't angry; his calm demeanor alone was enough to deter anyone from acting rashly.
"The Goblet of Fire is a treasure that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. Its selection must have its reasons, and moreover—"
Hermione continued, "And once you sign your name, it's considered a contract with the Goblet of Fire. Once you're chosen as a champion, the contract is complete." She frowned, feeling a bit conflicted.
Grindelwald said solemnly, "If you don't want Levi to suffer a fate worse than death, you must let him finish the game!"
The other children's faces immediately darkened.
Instead, Levi turned around and gave his older sister a hug.
"It's okay!"
He smiled and said, "I'm very powerful! Don't forget my golem!"
"Besides, none of you are as good at magic as I am, are you?"
Seeing the youngest brother, the others gathered around, knowing that it was too late to stop it now.
"If all else fails, just give up after the first round. It's no big deal!" Zorian pressed down on his shoulder and solemnly advised him.
The surrounding area was filled with suffocating chatter, a cacophony of voices that swarmed around us like a thousand mosquitoes—utterly annoying.
The teachers and students of all the schools were shocked by the choice of the Goblet of Fire, but they did not object to it. Who would refuse a 10-year-old competitor? This meant that one person had already been eliminated before the final seven tournament even began.
"Alright, kid, you can take the elevator up too." Grindelwald walked over and patted Levi on the shoulder.
He then turned back to the crowd: "Miss Granger will forge the Goblet of Fire into a Radiant Core this month! It will serve as the prize for the future Seven Schools Championship, with its owner chosen every five years!"
Leaving aside the slight disturbance inside the Great Hall, the warriors had already taken their positions one by one in the dark palace on the third floor.
When Levi cautiously pushed open the door, he saw the other six warriors scattered throughout the palace. The sunlight streaming through the courtyard provided only a little illumination. Harry and Krum stared at each other like two roosters, but neither of them spoke.
Adam, a boy I had met once before, stood to one side dressed in a waiter's tuxedo.
"In my calculations, your chances of becoming a warrior are only 0.1%," he said calmly, yet he still drew everyone's attention.
"He looks much younger than Harry." Fleur frowned as she looked at the somewhat bewildered little boy who walked in.
Yara from Castorbushes came over: "Even in the rainforest, someone his age should be protected, not made a hero."
"But I don't think anyone can cheat under the noses of those two, not even any of you headmasters, right?" Krum's words sounded a bit provocative, but no one objected.
Just as Harry was about to say something to comfort him, the door was pushed open again.
This time, it was Grindelwald, Hermione, and a group of headmasters who came in.
"I must say, the Goblet of Fire gave us a pleasant surprise." The old man casually defined it as a "surprise."
The other principals had different expressions.
"This child is too young and has no teachers or mentors. If it really comes down to it, let him concede at the start of the competition," McGonagall said with some concern.
"Winning against such a child is not honorable. Perhaps the Goblet of Fire has been sitting for 200 years and has become senile?" said Sandro Claude, the headmaster of Evamony, coldly.
Mrs. Maxim said softly, "But I think the child doesn't want to give up."
Only then did everyone notice that Levi's youthful face was now filled with fighting spirit and determination.
He knew what winning the championship meant for their group, and he wanted to try his best.
Grindelwald's soft chuckle interrupted everyone's thoughts.
He sat back on his throne, looking down at everyone.
With a wave of his hand, seven enormous golden eggs appeared at the foot of the throne, lying prostrate beside the molten and solidified steel.
"Two weeks from now, on November 24th, we will begin the first test."
"This is a test of your personal courage; you can only rely on your own skills and your wands!"