Although Ethan hasn't taken action in recent years, no one dares to provoke him. Some in Ethan's year, and even those older, witnessed the misfortune of those Slytherins back then.
Visually, it was even more intense than Ron attacking Harry with dark magic.
After all, it involved breaking classmates' limbs one by one with a wooden stick.
Recently, it was rumored that Ethan had killed several adult wizards. This was confirmed kill, verified by the Ministry of Magic, so it couldn't be fake.
At this stage, everyone is loud and fierce, but including Slytherin, who has actually killed anyone?
This immediately quieted the scene. Many younger wizards near Ron even moved away a bit.
Afraid of getting blood splattered on themselves. As for helping Ron, no one offered.
Ron, however, was still completely oblivious, looking at Ethan with a smug expression.
Only his jealousy was almost overflowing.
Chapter 252: Ron the Champion
"Ron, what you're saying is quite interesting. Dumbledore has forbidden wizards under seventeen from participating in the Triwizard Tournament, specifically setting that age limit."
While saying this, Ethan specifically glanced at Dumbledore in the staff area.
Many of Hogwarts' younger wizards also followed Ethan's gaze. Sure enough, Dumbledore was watching them, but he didn't say anything.
Usually, even if you're going to break the rules, you do it in secret. Violating Hogwarts' rules so openly isn't appropriate. Fortunately, Dumbledore isn't bothered, and even Snape hasn't jumped out.
Ron also realized the situation. Had he just offended Dumbledore as well?
But at this point, Ron couldn't back down.
Immediately, Ron's face turned red as he shouted:
"That's right, but you're also destined not to become a champion, aren't you?"
Ron's voice was loud, as if that would prove the accuracy of his words.
Many younger wizards around him secretly gave Ron a thumbs up. If he could talk, he would say more.
Ethan listened quietly, a hint of a smile on his lips.
"I can't become a champion, so what about you? Can you?"
Ron could only grit his teeth and shout back:
"Of course. If it weren't for this age limit, I could definitely become the champion representing Hogwarts."
The younger wizards around him couldn't help but twitch their mouths when they heard Ron's words.
Ron wants to be a champion?
They're all classmates, who doesn't know who!
Although in the past two years, Ron hasn't been as reckless as he was when he first started school, always meddling and doing nothing productive, only losing points.
But he's not much better. His grades are only average, and there are many in the same year who are more excellent than him.
Even without the age limit, the champion representing Hogwarts wouldn't be him.
Even if Ethan didn't participate. Who does Ron think he is?
It's unknown how thick his skin is to say such a thing.
"Very good, very confident. So you want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament and become the champion representing Hogwarts?"
Ethan didn't show the same disdainful look as the other students. Instead, he seemed quite satisfied with the answer.
Wasn't Ron jealous of Harry becoming the champion representing Hogwarts in the original story?
Since he wants this opportunity so much, Ethan will give it to him.
He just hopes he doesn't regret it.
Anyway, their relationship is already like this, so tricking Ron doesn't cause Ethan any psychological pressure.
"Of course, if possible, I would definitely participate. Who wouldn't want to be the champion representing Hogwarts?"
The current atmosphere doesn't allow Ron to say he doesn't want the opportunity.
Ron himself really wants to participate. He wants to be in the limelight, wants to be welcomed, he's almost obsessed.
And this Triwizard Tournament is the best opportunity for him to be in the limelight.
Unfortunately, he doesn't have the possibility to participate. He's tried several methods, but none of them work.
"Very good, I hope you don't regret it!"
Ethan still nodded with a smile, then turned to look at Fred and George.
"Ron himself requested this. If he participates in the Triwizard Tournament and something unexpected happens, you can't blame me, right?"
Fred and George, being stared at by Ethan, didn't know what to say.
The Triwizard Tournament is dangerous, they are already very sure of that, and one of the tasks is a dragon, which is also very likely.
If the two of them faced a dragon, they would just be going to fill its stomach. Ron would be even worse.
Giving the Ageing Potion to Lee Jordan was because they knew he wouldn't be chosen. It was just for fun.
If they could cheat successfully, everyone would cheat. Even if they didn't succeed, there are many more excellent students in their year and seventh year than Lee Jordan.
But Ethan's words now seemed like he really had a way to send Ron up there, and with 100% certainty of being selected as the champion representing Hogwarts.
How could they dare to answer? Even though Ron has done many wrong things in the past two years, and their relationship has become distant.
But after all, he is a Weasley, their younger brother.
They can't just watch him participate in such a dangerous thing.
If he had the strength, it would be fine, but the key is that he doesn't have that strength!
Before George and Fred could speak, Ron couldn't help but shout loudly:
"This is my business. Why are you asking them? Can they make decisions for me?"
"If I can participate in the Triwizard Tournament, I would be eager. How could I regret it!"
"It's you who can't participate yourself, and you're still saying these things here. If you don't have the ability, shut up!"
Ron was quite dissatisfied with Fred and George's behavior, as questioned by Ethan.
Originally, he had resentment towards his two brothers, and it only grew larger after they distanced themselves from him.
This summer, although they bought his Quidditch World Cup tickets,
Fred and George went to bet on the games and made a fortune in Galleons, but they didn't include him, which Ron added to his list of grievances.
They never treated him as family or as a younger brother, so why should they interfere in his affairs?
Hearing this, Fred and George's expressions changed, wishing they could use a potion to silence Ron.
But since Ron had already said that, what could Fred and George say? They immediately turned a blind eye and supported Lee Jordan as they withdrew from the crowd, preparing to take him to Madam Pomfrey.
Having just taken the Ageing Potion and then being ejected by the age line, his body was experiencing some problems, so the safest thing to do was to go to the hospital wing to get checked out.
Moreover, staying here might lead to an argument with Ron, which wouldn't change anything and might even make things worse.
Watching the twins leave, Ethan knew their thoughts: they couldn't and didn't want to deal with this matter.
"Accio Fire Goblet!"
Ethan stood still, extended his right hand in a grasping motion, and looked at the Fire Goblet within the age line.
To the disbelief of all the young wizards, the Fire Goblet, placed on the chair, began to shake violently.
Then, like a cannonball, it flew rapidly and landed perfectly in Ethan's grasping right hand.
The entire Great Hall fell silent at once, and even some of the professors and the headmaster at the staff table stopped eating, staring at Ethan with wide eyes.
Madam Maxime was now itching to strangle that damned redhead with her large hands; seeing Ethan's expression, it seemed he hadn't decided whether to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.
Now, after being provoked, it was almost a certainty.
Moreover, Hogwarts might have several champions.
After all, if Ethan could use a spell to modify the settings inside the Fire Goblet and use the Accio Charm to get it, she didn't believe he couldn't achieve that.
Once that happened, Beauxbatons' chances of winning would be almost zero.
Thinking of this, the spoon in her hand, already bent, was crushed into a ball.
But Ethan didn't pay attention to those gazes at the moment. After looking at the blue flames in the Fire Goblet, he walked towards Ron with the cup.
The young wizards along the way hurriedly made way, and in a few steps, Ethan reached Ron.
Ethan pushed the Fire Goblet forward, placing it in front of Ron, who looked unusually pale in the light of the blue flames.
He didn't expect Ethan to actually bring out the Fire Goblet, and so easily, making him look like a fool again.
"Now you can be your own champion, put the parchment with your name on it in."
Seeing Ron hesitating and afraid to act, Draco couldn't help but stir up trouble with his followers:
"You were so loud just now, why are you afraid now?"
"Hurry up! Weasley, are you scared?!"
"If you're scared, just say it out loud!"
… …
With Draco leading the way, a group of Slytherins started chattering.
But none of the Gryffindors were speaking up for Ron.
The scene of Ron rebuffing Fred and George was still fresh in their minds; even family couldn't control him, so wouldn't outsiders be asking for a scolding?
Besides, Ron didn't have any popularity; who would speak for him?
"Even if I put it in, it's useless. Didn't Cedric's submission for others just burn to ashes?"
Illuminated by the blue flames, Ron also felt something was wrong.
Given his relationship with Ethan, and how he had just spoken to him, Ethan was definitely up to no good by getting him to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.
He couldn't let him have his way, even if he really wanted to participate.
But now it was impossible to say anything about backing down, so he could only find this excuse.
"Just put it in, I'll take care of the rest for you."
Ethan wouldn't give Ron a chance to back down; he was very vindictive!
"Are you just going to watch?"
At the staff table, Madam Maxime looked at Dumbledore.
Can you still sit still?
Not to mention that Ethan was violating your rules in front of everyone...
If that damned redhead, who clearly had no ability, was allowed to participate, wouldn't there be another accident?
Dumbledore sighed and stood up; he was also hesitant about whether to stand up, because he knew he couldn't stop it.
Ethan was clearly determined, and he would definitely not listen to his persuasion.
Unless he ended the Triwizard Tournament sign-ups now and took the Fire Goblet away.
But was that possible?
At the same time, he was cursing the Weasley boy over and over in his heart; he really had no sense of propriety.
If he had been born a few decades earlier, this kind of personality would have been gone after graduation, or he wouldn't have lived to graduation at all.
Fortunately, Harry wasn't hanging out with him now, otherwise the savior might really be ruined.
"Ethan Yeadrian!"
"Yes!"
Ethan turned around and met the gaze of the standing Dumbledore.
"Put the Fire Goblet back!"
