"Ron didn't throw his name into the Goblet of Fire!" Hermione said.
"Not necessarily. Maybe he threw his name into the Goblet of Fire last night, so that no one would find out, right?!"
"Then how did he do it?!" Hermione said sharply, looking at Harry angrily, "There's no way he could break through Dumbledore's magic restrictions."
"He might have already thought of Elwyn's method. It's hard to say," Harry said hesitantly, avoiding Hermione's gaze.
Although logic told him that he should trust Ron, he still felt a little uncomfortable emotionally.
When he thought of Ron becoming a warrior, he felt an inexplicable sense of betrayal.
"I don't think Ron is that smart. Elwyn is right, this is a conspiracy. We need to help him explain it!" Hermione said quickly.
She made up her mind and pulled Elwyn and Harry towards the rostrum.
Keresis, who was disguised as Professor Moody, was still there. This was their only chance to help Ron.
Although Hermione usually quarreled with Ron, she was the first to rush up at the critical moment.
In order to prove her friend's innocence, she would do anything. Hermione was this kind of person.
"Professor, Ron was with us the whole day. He couldn't have thrown his name into the Goblet of Fire," Hermione said anxiously.
Moody took out his flask and took another sip. He looked at Hermione with his normal eyes, but his magical eyes were fixed on Elwyn.
Looking at his nonchalant expression, it seemed that he didn't care whether Ron became a warrior or not.
"Miss Granger, please understand that if the Goblet of Fire spit out his name, it means that Mr. Weasley has signed a contract with it. It's a very powerful magic contract. No one can break it. He has to participate in the competition!" Moody said coldly.
"But Professor, it wasn't Ron who threw his name in!"
"That's not the point. We just need to know …"
"Professor, this is obviously a conspiracy. Someone wants to frame Ron!" Elwyn interrupted him and gave Moody a look. "I think we should go in and stop it. At least we should persuade everyone to accept this reality."
Seeing the look in Evan's eyes, Moody nodded reluctantly, his movements stiff.
"Okay, okay. You three, come with me and help Mr. Weasley prove it!" He said in a rough voice.
Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione followed Moody to the door of the hut.
They walked in. Inside the hut, Dumbledore was interrogating Ron, and everyone was still arguing.
Ron was completely out of his wits, and he couldn't even speak properly.
Snape, who was standing on the outermost side, turned around and frowned at the four of them.
When he saw Moody, he didn't say anything, but his expression became even more disgusted.
Moody wanted to express his opinion directly, but Elwyn gently pulled him and signaled him to listen first.
"You're obviously mistaken," Hibiscus Chinensis, who was sitting by the fire, raised her chin and looked at Ron with disdain. She said arrogantly, "He can't compete. He's too young. I know Hogwarts has a strong kid, but it's obviously not him. "
"Yes, it's really surprising!" Ludo Bagman rubbed his smooth chin and looked down at Ron with a smile. He seemed to have some plans. "But, as you know, the age limit was only implemented this year as an extra safety measure. Since his name has been spat out of the goblet, I mean, I don't think it's allowed to run away now that we've come this far. The rules are very clear, and the warriors must abide by them. Ron has to do his best …"
"This is too absurd, too absurd!" Mrs. Maxim interrupted Bagman. Her beautiful head almost hit the chandelier full of candles, and her huge chest in black satin clothes rose and fell violently. She said angrily, "Dumbledore, what the hell does this mean?! I thought we made it very clear in the rules that in order to avoid this kind of thing, we specifically emphasized that young wizards are not allowed to participate, but Hogwarts still put one in. "
"I also want to know this, Dumbledore!" Kakarov said with a cold smile on his face. His blue eyes were as cold as ice. "Hogwarts has two warriors. I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school can have two warriors. Did I not read the rules carefully enough?!"
He gave a short laugh, and it sounded terrible.
"That's impossible!" Mrs. Maxim said, her big hand with many ornate opals on it resting on Hibiscus Chinensis's shoulder. "Hogwarts can't have two warriors. It's not fair. Last time it was Elwyn Mason, and this time it's him again. Hogwarts has provoked Bob Barton again and again. You have to give us an explanation. "
"Demstrong also needs an explanation. In our impression, your age limit can exclude competitors who are not old enough, Dumbledore!" Kakarov said, still with a cold smile on his face, and the coldness in his eyes deepened. "I remember you specifically said this, otherwise, we would have brought more candidates from our school."
"Please don't worry, we will explain!" Dumbledore said gently, and turned to look at Ron, who was scared out of his wits. "Mr. Weasley, did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire?"
"No!" Ron hurriedly shook his head.
"Then did you ask an older student to help you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Dumbledore continued to ask.
"No, no!" Ron hesitated and stammered.
"He's lying!" Mrs. Maxim said loudly.
"I'm not lying, I learned this method from Elwyn, but I, I didn't have the chance!" Ron said, panting. "We went to Hagrid's place, and I didn't throw my name into the Goblet of Fire."
"Elwyn?!" Everyone was stunned for a moment. "Elwyn Mason?!"
Then, their eyes all turned to Elwyn, who had just walked in.
Elwyn looked at them expressionlessly, and his eyes finally fell on Barty Crouch, who was standing by the fire.
He stood there with his hands behind his back, and his shadow was elongated by the fire.
"Dumbledore, I remember you said that your magic is foolproof." Kakarov sneered. "Now it's been broken by a child. This is interesting."
"It's obvious. This matter can only be blamed on Weasley, Mason, and Kakarov!" Snape said softly, his black eyes flashing with hostility. "The brainless Weasley obviously couldn't have thought of this method, but our Mr. Know-It-All is different. He's always been smart, too smart for his own good. Ever since he entered the school, he has constantly violated the school rules. I think our savior must have been involved in this matter, just that he wasn't chosen. "
"No, we didn't throw our names into the Goblet of Fire!" Harry said loudly, looking angrily at Snape.
"That's hard to say. You know the method, right? Let me see …"
"Severus!" Dumbledore said firmly.
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