Chapter 492: Can You Just Say No?

"Can't they go faster?"

In the minister's office, Fudge spoke in a helpless tone, but there was no hint of displeasure on his face.

The Aurors did a great job and were determined not to declare the game over - even though Hogwarts' victory was in front of everyone.

'However, this is a good thing. If there is another conflict, they will stand on my side. ’

A smile appeared on Fudge's face - it is a good thing that Hogwarts won the Triwizard Tournament, but this fact has nothing to do with him. It is nothing more than icing on the cake for his reputation, but it would be completely wrong if the MACUSA came to ask for help. It's different. That's strong evidence that Secretary Fudge has international influence.

Not to mention that MACUSA promised some benefits, but there were none. Even if they had to pay for it, Fudge felt that this operation was very necessary - to legally and reasonably arrest a principal of a magic school in front of a group of principals. What else could be better than this? Is it a more powerful act?

But he could only think about it in his heart. Even if he confided it to the assistant in front of him, it would not be appropriate. He restrained his joy a little, and said, "The Triwizard Tournament that we were about to win was ruined by the Aurors." Now, I think we should do something to make up for our warriors, what do you think?"

"Of course, your generosity will be felt by the students - we can provide a special bonus, and then claim in the newspaper that you have discussed with several officials from the Examination Authority and decided to base your decision on their performance in this competition. Exceptional performance will be given the previous reward..."

"Well, that's a good idea. You will handle the specific matters. In addition, you can draft a letter to Professor McGonagall. It probably means that the ministry has decided to allocate a wave of special funds to repair the damage caused by the Aurors. The competition venue, and apologize to the Aurors for their rudeness - use gentle words and don't mix other meanings."

"Yes, Minister."

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"We actually won the championship!"

In the Gryffindor lounge, everyone was complaining about Harry and the others - just when the Aurors were trying to stop the game, Harry had already won the final trophy!

"That's right, those Aurors must have received the black-hearted galleons! Otherwise, they wouldn't tell lies with their eyes open and ignore the results of the game!"

Now is obviously the time to celebrate, but everyone was so angry at the sudden appearance of the Aurors that they didn't even bother to spray the ribbons. If it weren't for the impressive performance of Slytherin's warriors during the game See, now I can’t wait to go out and have a group fight to relieve my anger.

"We don't accept this result. Harry, you go with us to find Professor McGonagall. We must protest and we cannot let the championship be stolen by those traitors!"

Aurors were still a prestigious group among students before, but after everyone came to their senses, they felt more and more that the Aurors had gone too far in that scene, so they have become the target of firepower from the students. .

The most angry ones were Harry, the members of his team, and Ron, especially Ron. His face was so angry that it almost matched the color of his hair. "Cheating, naked cheating, they are definitely bribed. There is something in this." Shady story!”

The students who got noisier and angrier finally broke up the unpleasant celebration. Led by their prefects, several students mustered up all their courage and prepared to go to Professor McGonagall to protest.

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While the Gryffindors were angry, the other houses were not idle either.

The Ravenclaws were particularly angry - they could accept high-level deceptions and traps, and they could also accept comebacks from superior opponents, but what did it mean when a group of Aurors came over and deliberately shouted stop?

This is like pressing their intelligence to the ground and crushing it repeatedly, and telling you that I am just teasing you!

Lame excuses, deliberate delays, and an obviously shady arrest - everyone began to get angry at the Ministry of Magic. After all, everyone knew that those Aurors were the ones taking the blame, and the one who really gave the order was definitely the Minister of Magic. …

"No, I can't stand it. I decided to publish an article anonymously to ridicule this incident and tell the story of how we lost the trophy with the help of our country's Aurors!"

"Count me in!"

"I'm going to write some jokes and publish them!"

While this group of people was making noises, another group of people also organized themselves and prepared to go to the dean's office to ask the dean what was going on in today's game - you can't just watch the honor you got fly away, right?

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"*!"

Among the flying owls, a Slytherin student angrily threw the letter on the table, "Damn Fudge! That guy sold us after signing several international contracts with the American wizarding community. !”

"Although it's a bit disgusting, when you say it like this, it's..."

"It's true, most of the orders are taken directly by their faction, high-value import and export commodity contracts!"

Suddenly there was a sound of cursing in the lounge - for some historical reasons, purebloods are not traded in some industries, and the lists involved this time are basically in those industries...

"No, we have to go to the dean to report anything we say. It's so easy. No one will remember our efforts! Go ahead and go find the dean!"

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"Please come in."

When there was a knock on the door, Professor McGonagall put down the letter in her hand in confusion - and then shouted towards the door.

‘At this time, the professors are also preparing for the holidays. Who will come to my office? ’

The door opened, and several Gryffindors with weak legs moved into Professor McGonagall's office under the guidance of their prefects.

'I'm actually so angry...'

Professor McGonagall was greatly surprised, "Is it because of today's competition?"

"Yes, Professor, you said..."

"The ministry has already given out a compensation package. Whether it is the bonuses that should be received or the treatment that the champion deserves, there will be no less. In addition, the school will issue special contribution awards to the four of them, Porter. For their special contribution to the preservation of the school's honor during the Triwizard Tournament."

Professor McGonagall smiled gently. She liked seeing her students so united.

But unfortunately, as she started to laugh, the students behind her, especially the Weasley brothers, had their legs so weak that they almost had to rely on the strength from the people in front of them to stand firm.

"Okay, let's go back. The school will issue an announcement quickly afterwards, but the official announcement will take about a day or two, but you can go back now to celebrate the special contribution award - but please note that the Triwizard Tournament has already There’s a pause, so you can’t use that as an excuse to celebrate.”

As Professor McGonagall finished speaking, everyone hurriedly said goodbye with relief, and then their legs and feet suddenly regained their strength. They quickly said goodbye and left Professor McGonagall's office, with expressions of surviving the disaster on their faces.

"Survived."

"yes."

"Go back and announce the good news."

"Wait, give me a hand, I'm still a little scared..."

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"Special Contribution Award?"

When Hogwarts awarded special contribution awards to its four warriors, Mrs. Maxim in the carriage became unusually angry.

"Do they think we can't afford to lose?"

"We have never been insulted like this since the founding of Beauxbatons!"

"Cheating is a tradition. Everyone is doing it. We cheat not because we can't win without cheating, but because it is part of the Triwizard Tournament!"

"If you lose, you lose. They calculated the early assessment, and then they ambushed us and delayed us. They won the game with a trick, but it was recognized by the game, the special contribution award - who are you looking down on?"

She looked at her students angrily, "Let's show off our arrogance and go find Karkaroff. Will the victory of our three schools still belong to the Auror? Before the Auror position was created, the Triwizard Hegemony The competition was decided by the three of us!”

"Facing my failures honestly, I sincerely recognized them as champions and won the Triwizard Tournament!"

"I don't want us to be known as the one who can't afford to lose in the history of the three companies!"

As Madame Maxime spoke, she called her students, took the four warriors and walked towards Durmstrang's camp. There were winners and losers in the Triwizard Tournament, and she could afford to blame the losers, and Her students have indeed tried their best, so forget it if they can't afford to lose such a reputation - she doesn't believe it, if the competition is to be held five years later, Hogwarts will still have students as mean as that Montague!

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"To admit defeat?"

When Karkaroff heard such words in his tent, he couldn't close his mouth.

He felt that Madam Maxime had always been a person who wanted to win at all costs, but he never expected that Madam Maxime would actually come over and talk to him about completely surrendering to Hogwarts.

"Losing a competition has nothing to do with failure. I will come back with my students in five years."

Madame Maxime shook her head. She had no intention of letting Hogwarts fall so low. If she lost this time, she would come back next time - Fleur's sister would just participate in the competition five years later, and she had an ace in her hand.

"It's like we don't dare to challenge."

Karkaroff smiled softly, "Let's do this next time, a four-player match. If they hadn't had too much advantage in the second match, it would have been impossible for their disgusting delaying tactics to succeed."

"We'll talk about how many people compete when the time comes." Madam Maxime didn't intend to be fooled - it was revealed in the first game that Durmstrang's group fighting level was indeed a higher level, "What will happen in five years? At present, That is, we quickly decide the championship and then agree on the date of the next game.”

"Yes, we Durmstrang people have always been able to face up to our mistakes."

Karkaroff nodded and turned to look at his student, "Krum, you guys pack up, we will go and congratulate the champion generously - the matter of winning the Triwizard Tournament will of course be settled by the three of us."

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"Recognize the champion?"

When so many guests came to Professor McGonagall's office, she was stunned - she really didn't expect her old rivals to come over and admit her defeat.

Everyone has a good tradition of cheating, so she really didn't think about it.

"Of course, recognizing the champion, we recognize that you won."

Karkaroff behaved like a bachelor.

Since he was planning to admit defeat, he said in a confident manner, "So, Professor McGonagall, could you please find Albus, and then the three of us will jointly sign the document ending this Triwizard Tournament, so that this competition can be recorded in each family's books" In the museum.”

Such a decision can be said to be quite formal. Although Professor McGonagall could have made the decision, she still began to write to Dumbledore, urging him to return to school as soon as possible in order to deal with follow-up matters.

"Please wait a moment, it will take a while for Albus to arrive."

It's a matter of school reputation, so Fudge's letter can only be kept there. The other two schools have admitted defeat frankly, but Hogwarts doesn't dare to win?

If word of this spreads, the next Triwizard Tournament will be nothing more than a born dwarf.

While people in the first office were drinking drinks and waiting for Dumbledore to arrive, the door of Professor McGonagall's office was knocked again.

As the door opened, four warriors from Ilvermorny appeared at the door. After being slightly surprised, they expressed their plans with a bit of embarrassment - to recognize Hogwarts' victory. As an opponent.

'No matter what those guys want to do, they don't want to see the game settled, and all we can do is get the game over quickly - that's the only way we can help the principal. ’

'In addition, this is what the principal and others have always expected, to open up the situation internationally and completely lock us into the Triwizard Tournament. If we just leave like this, then there is a high probability that our school will participate in this unclear competition. The last game. ’

'We can't take failure and shame back. We admit failure frankly. There is still a chance to make amends. If this session doesn't work, the next session will not work, and if the next session won't work, then the next session will happen. There will always be a time to win the championship, and there will always be a time to wash away the shame. - So, I hope we all can go along, acknowledge our failures, and retain hope for future participation. ’

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While the four Ilvermorny warriors were anxiously waiting for responses from the other three schools, a soft bang occurred outside, and then Professor McGonagall's office was knocked again.

The person who came this time was the dusty Dumbledore.

"Good afternoon, Albus."

Karkaroff stood up and said hello.

Then the rest of the people present - Dumbledore responded one by one. When his eyes passed over the four warriors of Ilvermorny, Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then said nothing more.

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"So... just like that, declare the game over?"

"We're fine."

The student from Ilvermorny was brave enough to be the first to respond.

"Durmstrang has no objection."

"Beauxbatons recognizes the results of this competition."

Madame Maxime gave her last nod.

Afterwards, signatures and oaths were signed, and as the Goblet of Fire was taken out again and pressed ugly patterns on the parchment with the names of the four schools, the Triwizard Tournament officially ended.