0564 Choices (Big Chapter)

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Chapter 563 of "Harry Potter: The Golden Viper" kicks off revealing secrets: 0564 Choices (Big Chapter) The stadium for the Triwizard Tournament, while impressive in its own right,... Keep reading!

0564 Choices (Big Chapter) The stadium for the Triwizard Tournament, while impressive in its own right, paled in comparison to the grandeur and magnificence of the Quidditch World Cup finals held earlier that summer. After all, the latter was organized and funded by the Ministry of Magic and had used nearly all the resources available to British wizarding society to create a truly awe-inspiring spectacle. In contrast, the Triwizard Tournament stadium was the product of Bryan's efforts alone, without the backing of any government institution. Despite this disparity in resources, the Triwizard Tournament stadium was by no means lacking. Bryan had put forth a tremendous effort to ensure that every aspect of the venue was of the highest quality. Moreover, what the Triwizard Tournament may have lacked in scale, it more than made up for in the prestige of its attendees. While no Ministers of Magic from any country were present in person, the event still had an impressive guest list. The judges' panel included Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch from the Ministry, as well as Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Even Mrs. Fudge, wife of the Minister himself, was in attendance to show her support for Hogwarts. But perhaps the most remarkable presence was that of Gerson Barnah, the president of Gringotts World Bank and leader of the goblin nation. Barnah, who had not been seen in public for nearly half a century, also attended the event in person, perhaps both for the goblins' business and to support his 'friend', Bryan Watson. Not to mention, the event also gathered the chairman and vice-chairmen of the International Confederation of Wizards: Albus Dumbledore, Vipor Dreghorn, and Bryan, who also held the title of vice-chairman. Kakus Fawley, who could be considered a magnate in the underground world of Magical Britain and held a pivotal position in the shadowed world of the entire European magical community, was also present at the scene. Sitting in the section filled with pure-blood wizard families, Lucius raised his head and watched Kakus Fawley chatting amicably with Bryan Watson. His face turned pale with hatred, and he clenched his jaw tightly. He finally figured out how Bryan had seen through the grand stunt he had created at the Quidditch World Cup to please the Dark Lord, whose return was possibly imminent. However, looking at the wizards who held pivotal positions in their respective fields, enjoying the best spectator seats near the judges' area, Lucius was also secretly shocked. Objectively speaking, even Fudge did not have the power to bring so many people to Hogwarts simultaneously to watch the Triwizard Tournament. Bryan Watson's secretly accumulated connections were astonishing. Of course, Lucius also understood that Dumbledore's influence could not be ignored either. Staring at the old and young faces standing side by side, both with equally tall figures, Dumbledore and Watson, Lucius's unwavering gaze became even more determined. Today, the sun was shining brightly, and not a single cloud could be seen. Otherwise, given Bryan's sometimes stubborn personality, if the weather did not cooperate, he was very likely to fly up to the sky and use magic to shatter those rain clouds before he would give up. However, at the end of November, it was almost impossible to enjoy warm and comfortable sunshine at Hogwarts. The cold wind wandering in the desolate mountains was still biting. Fortunately, Bryan had also considered this in advance. To provide everyone with a comfortable environment, all the winds blowing into the stadium were gentle and warm. The competition was scheduled for the afternoon. The guests who came to watch obviously could not swarm into the Great Hall of Hogwarts to enjoy lunch. Although none of them came for food and drink, they couldn't be left hungry while expressing their appreciation for Hogwarts. Therefore, when it was time for the meal, the young wizards running along the aisles separating the spectator areas told everyone in a vigorous tone that there was also a menu hidden in the armrest space of their seats. As long as they spoke the name of the food they wanted to eat from the menu, the Hogwarts kitchen would immediately send the food to them. "A very interesting idea, isn't it, Barty?" Ludo seemed to have already forgotten about the failed negotiation with Bryan earlier in the morning. He said to Barty, who still looked unwell, with a smile, "The next time the Ministry of Magic holds a big event, we can also learn from this idea. Let me think—" The judges' seating area was much larger than the spectators' seats, allowing for several long tables to be placed in front of the seats. Ludo tentatively shouted, "How about a steak?" BANG! After a slight explosive sound, a sizzling, oily, fragrant pan-fried steak appeared on the table in front of him, served on an iron plate! "Remember to control your appetite, Ludo—" Bryan said with a smile, "I forgot to add a bathroom when designing this building, so if you feel uncomfortable, you'll have to run outside and find a way to deal with it yourself—" The people around them let out kind laughter, while the goblin Barnahh looked at the embarrassed Ludo, and his eyes gleamed with amusement. At this moment, a goblin quickly ran out of the small room behind the judges' seats. Its eyes hesitated for a second on the backs of Watson and Barnah, but it still ran to Barnah's side and whispered for a while. "The viewing equipment we have installed in each section has been fully tested. Do you think it's—" "Oh, most certainly," Bryan stood up with a smile, and the people beside him, including Dumbledore, knew what he was going to do. So, one by one, they all looked at the large viewing screen with great interest. Bryan immediately left his seat and turned to walk into the broadcasting room. After a slight tremor, several brilliant blue lights suddenly flashed across the black screen that had been in a constant state of darkness. Then, under the curious gazes of hundreds of eyes, the frequency of the light on the screen flickered faster and faster. Finally, after a collective gasp, the complex terrain of the competition field in the center of the stadium was finally projected onto the screen. "It's amazing, Bryan--" Amelia, who had already learned about it in advance, exclaimed in admiration, "Your invention is very practical. If it can be widely--" Amelia stopped mid-sentence, obviously realizing that she should be careful not to say anything sensitive on such an occasion. The sounds of admiration and amazement filled the entire stadium, especially in the area of the pure-blood wizard families. These family heads, who controlled key industries in all aspects of the wizarding world, without exception, realized the wide applicability of this invention. Even Lucius, who had ulterior motives, looked at the clear projected image on the opposite side, his eyes revealing a glimmer of excitement. "We still have to wait a little longer!" Then, Bryan turned around to face Ludo and Barty, "So, gentlemen, which of you will do the honors?" "Ah, this is your home turf, Bryan, you do it!" Ludo responded, his jovial tone at odds with the solemnity of the occasion. Bryan's gaze shifted to Barty Crouch, seeking his input, but the man simply nodded, his expression listless and detached. "Very well then," Bryan acquiesced, his voice attracting the attention of all present. "Gentlemen, ladies, if you would be so kind as to gather before me." At his words, the champions began to move, their steps sluggish with anxiety as they approached the center of the tent. A member of the staff insightfully handed a purple small silk bag to Bryan. The kids all stared at the bag in Bryan's hand at the same time. Their expressions were surprisingly consistent - panic, rejection, unwillingness to face it. "Relax everyone, feel free to show your courage, strength and wisdom. I can assure you that no one will die miserably here today--" Bryan said humorously. Ludo was amused and laughed holding his belly, but none of the champions showed a trace of relief on their faces, and Professor McGonagall glared at him fiercely. Ahem-- Bryan coughed awkwardly a couple of times. Then, he flicked out his wand from his sleeve to unlock the magic on the silk bag, while gripping the mouth of the bag with the other hand, "It's quite simple," The shouts from the arena outside were surging and Bryan knew he had to hurry. He smiled at the champions and said, "This bag contains models of a few things you'll need to wrangle with later. You need to snatch a golden egg from them. That golden egg is put together with normal eggs, it's very obvious, you'll know it when you see it. So, any questions?" It's indeed snatching eggs from dragons, this thought flashed through Hermione's muddled mind. Then, before her thoughts could become muddled again, Bryan had already handed that terrible purple bag to her. "I think there should be no objection to letting our youngest champion choose first. Come now, Miss Granger, your fate rests in your hands--" Hermione's lips, chapped and raw from the constant worrying were pressed together in a thin line. Her mind was still repeatedly memorizing the few spells she had practiced these days, until Bryan urged her again. Only then did she come back to her senses. She found that everyone's eyes were on her, and she also felt her heart beating wildly in her chest, so much so that her chest was aching with occasional pain. Let fate decide, she thought, steeling herself as she plunged her hand into the depths of the bag. Clatter-- A soft clatter, barely audible over the howling wind that whipped around the tent, echoed from somewhere outside, the sound too faint to draw the attention of those gathered within. In that same instant, unseen by any eye, a tiny bolt of lightning arced through the inky depths of the bag, guiding one of the four miniature models into Hermione's waiting palm with precision. Hermione subconsciously retracted her hand, and then her choice was revealed to everyone. "Ah, the Chinese Fireball" Ludo exclaimed, his initial excitement giving way to a flicker of suspicion as he turned to Bryan. "It seems you've drawn the fourth slot, my dear." 'To prevent from losing, changed the order—' Bryan's expressionless gaze withdrew from the corner of the tent. Just now, a short, dark shadow flashed by there. "Is that so--" Ludo mumbled something that only he could hear. Then, he seemed to understand something. The suspicion in his eyes vanished when he looked at Bryan. He looked at Hermione, and his cheeks were flushed due to excitement, and his eyes burst with a sharp glow! ******************************* For More Chapters; /FicFrenzy

0564 Choices (Big Chapter)

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