An under seventeen-year-old wizard couldn't overcome that.
But at this moment, Ethan saw quite a few lower-grade wizards.
Terry walked in and immediately ran over.
"Has anyone put their name in yet?"
This was Terry asking a Ravenclaw third-year student.
"Senior, just before you guys arrived, the Durmstrang people already came and put their names in. Everyone put theirs in."
Although Terry didn't have Ethan's fame, he had a good personality and liked gossip, so he was quite popular in Ravenclaw. Moreover, he was in the same dormitory as Ethan, so this junior naturally wouldn't put on airs and told him everything he knew immediately.
Ethan also listened from the side. Durmstrang's registration was already complete?
What about Beauxbatons?
Ethan didn't really want Fleur to participate in this so-called Triwizard Tournament; it was meaningless.
Only the champion would be remembered, and the remaining two were just scraps. Participating also carried a certain risk.
Even if Ethan didn't participate, Fleur was unlikely to win.
Firstly, Cassandra and the others had taken the Blood of Magic, which Fleur hadn't. Ethan had made the Veela Blood of Magic, but it wasn't finished yet, and he didn't know if he should give it to her.
He had given Fleur the magic-boosting potion, but simply increasing magic power without more methods was limited.
Fleur hadn't learned any spells from Ethan either. When she came over during the summer vacation, she basically spent her time playing and visiting with Gabrielle.
Compared to her strength in the original work, the only thing stronger was the amount of magic power.
Based on this alone, she obviously couldn't win the championship.
But Ethan didn't try to dissuade her. After all, Fleur wanted to prove herself. She had told him more than once that she was the one being ostracized by the girls at Beauxbatons, and there was a lot of open and secret mockery every day.
If she had a chance, she definitely wouldn't give up. To this, Ethan could only say he would ensure her safety.
"What about Beauxbatons and our Hogwarts?"
Terry then asked.
"I didn't see them. After I came, I only saw the Durmstrang registration. I haven't heard anyone else put their name in, so probably not!"
This Ravenclaw junior wasn't very sure. He had arrived relatively early, with only a few people ahead of him.
Those few also said they hadn't seen anyone register, but if someone had put their name in the middle of the night, who would know?
The Beauxbatons students didn't have to abide by Hogwarts' rule against night wandering. Even students from our own school often break the rules and secretly register when no one is around in the middle of the night. Someone could definitely do that.
After listening for a few more sentences, Ethan lost interest and went to the Ravenclaw table to eat breakfast.
Before long, Cassandra, Hermione, and the others also came.
They went directly to the Ravenclaw table and sat next to Ethan. As long as it wasn't a banquet or similar occasion, even though there were four house tables, no one would say anything about switching tables to eat.
Basically, as long as Gryffindors didn't run to the Slytherin side and Slytherins didn't go to the Gryffindor table, there wouldn't be any problems.
After all, there had been an incident where the twins threw dungbombs on the Slytherin table.
Who knew if the other party was really there to eat or to add a meal to their side.
"Fleur and the others are here!"
After finishing her portion, Cassandra handed Ethan some sausages and fried eggs and said, looking at the entrance.
She and Hermione weren't interested in participating in the Triwizard Tournament.
They were just curious if Fleur was selected, would Ethan hold back during the competition?
During the school's dueling competition, Ethan had won against her without showing his true strength.
If he deliberately lost to Fleur this time, she would have to give him a good talking to.
Hearing Cassandra's words, Ethan also turned his head.
He happened to see the Beauxbatons students entering through the front door, with Fleur among them. Leading them was Madame Maxime.
Those surrounding the Goblet of Fire stepped back, leaving a passage for the Beauxbatons students and watching them eagerly.
Under Madame Maxime's instructions, the Beauxbatons students lined up.
After organizing themselves, the Beauxbatons students crossed the age line one by one and threw their parchment slips into the blue-white flames.
Each time a name was thrown into the fire, the flames quickly turned red and sparks flew out.
After everyone had finished throwing in their names, the Beauxbatons girls came to the Ravenclaw table to enjoy breakfast.
Although they had rested in the carriages they had arrived in the night before, the three meals were still to be eaten in the Hogwarts Great Hall.
"Where's Gabrielle?"
Ethan asked curiously, while preparing his own breakfast.
"Still sleeping!"
Fleur replied while preparing her breakfast.
At this time, the hall was completely lively, and most of the young wizards had arrived. Even the staff seats were mostly occupied.
After eating his fill, Ethan led Cassandra and the others towards the location of the Goblet of Fire. There was no need to hide it; he would register now, since the answer would be revealed tonight anyway.
The Hogwarts students surrounding the Goblet of Fire immediately made way when they saw Ethan coming.
Ever since he had beaten up several Slytherin upperclassmen in his first year, no one dared to block Ethan's path.
Speaking of which, those guys seemed to be in their seventh year now!
I wonder if they will participate in this Triwizard Tournament.
However, in the faculty seating area, Madam Maxime, who was still eating breakfast, unconsciously bent the knife and fork in her hand, her face full of nervousness.
She had spoken with Dumbledore yesterday and there was no way to stop Ethan from participating in the Triwizard Tournament.
It all depended on his own will.
After all, it was the Goblet of Fire that truly decided who would participate, and once chosen, they had to participate. That was the rule.
They couldn't just stand guard the whole time, otherwise, what kind of face would the headmaster have left?
If they had the students guarding, they wouldn't be able to stop him either!
"Ethan, this aging potion is useless!"
Walking up to the golden line, Fred, who was standing there, supported a black man with a white beard and complained to Ethan.
Although their conversation yesterday made them give up participating in the Triwizard Tournament, they had already made the aging potion, so they couldn't waste it.
Originally, they were planning to sell it to recoup some losses.
But their roommate, Lee Jordan, wanted to participate. He was still two months away from being seventeen. Although Fred and George told him about the dangers, Lee Jordan still wanted to try.
So Fred gave the aging potion to Lee Jordan to use. As a result, after taking it, Lee Jordan, just as he stepped into the age line, seemed to have been kicked out by someone, and he even grew a white beard.
It was unknown whether the spell really could distinguish whether a potion had been used, or if there was a problem with his and his brother's aging potion.
"Let me see the aging potion!"
Ethan didn't know what the problem was either, so he decided to check the potion first.
Ethan had never brewed aging potions, but Bruno had, and Ethan had also seen the potion's information.
Looking at the potion Fred handed over, the state, color, and smell were all fine, so there shouldn't be any problems.
"The aging potion is fine, it's Dumbledore's spell that's the problem."
Ethan said with certainty.
"Then is there any way to sign up?"
George didn't want to participate anymore, but he was naturally interested in this kind of thing.
"The easiest way is to find a classmate who is over seventeen and have them put your name in."
Hearing Ethan say this, they all fell silent.
Such a simple question, and they were just discussing it so enthusiastically?
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This made them seem really stupid!
"Ethan, you're all here!"
Cedric also brought a group of Hufflepuff students here. After greeting Ethan and the others who were surrounding the Goblet of Fire, he directly crossed the age line and put the dragon-hide parchment with his name on it in.
"Cedric, do me a favor and put this name in."
Seeing Cedric successfully sign up, Fred directly took out the parchment he had prepared from Lee Jordan's pocket.
According to what Ethan just said, it really worked!
"This… Lee isn't seventeen yet, is he?"
Cedric didn't take the parchment from Fred's hand, a look of embarrassment on his face.
Although Cedric was a model Hufflepuff student, he wasn't really that rigid.
It's just that the Triwizard Tournament really had some danger. If Lee Jordan signed up himself, then that was fine, he would bear the consequences himself.
But if he helped him sign up, who would be responsible if something went wrong afterward?
"I want to sign up, Cedric, please put it in for me."
Lee Jordan endured the discomfort and said to Cedric.
Originally, because of the twins, he and Cedric were considered familiar.
Seeing his expression at this moment, he knew what he was struggling with.
After all, he was the commentator for the Quidditch House Cup, so he had some discernment.
"Alright!"
Since he himself had said so, Cedric couldn't refuse, and immediately stepped into the age line again.
Still without receiving any obstruction, he put the name into the Goblet of Fire.
Only, unlike the normal blue flames turning into red flames and bursting out sparks just now.
This time, the flames inside the Goblet of Fire were still blue, and it could be clearly seen that the blue flames directly turned the parchment Cedric had just put in into ashes in an instant.
That is to say, having a wizard over seventeen help put in the parchment still didn't work.
"Dumbledore, is this the spell you set up last night?"
Madam Maxime asked Dumbledore curiously.
In Beauxbatons, there was information about the Goblet of Fire, and because she was going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, she had studied it carefully.
The Goblet of Fire didn't have this effect in the past.
"Yes, that's all I can do."
Dumbledore was also paying attention to the situation there at this moment.
"Ethan, your method doesn't work either, it seems you won't be able to become Hogwarts' champion!"
Ron finally saw a chance for Ethan to be embarrassed, so of course he wouldn't let it go.
If it were in the past, he wouldn't dare to jump out.
Although he was a little unconvinced, Ron was still a little afraid of Ethan, he really couldn't win.
But facing Fleur and Ethan's closeness, he couldn't stand it.
When he first saw this girl yesterday, he was attracted to her, just like when he saw the Veela at the Quidditch World Cup.
Why were such girls surrounding Ethan?
He was a pure-blood wizarding aristocrat, much nobler than this Muggle-born, so why!
Ethan was spouting nonsense just now, and now he was embarrassing himself, if he didn't go up and trample on him a few times, let this girl recognize Ethan's true colors, and then stay away from Ethan, then what was he waiting for?
It's just that Ron had lost his mind at this moment, but the other little wizards hadn't.
There were many who were jealous of Ethan, and there were also many who secretly said bad things and slandered him, but he was really the only one who jumped out to confront him face-to-face.
Even Fred and George looked at their brother in disbelief, he was really brave.
