Witcher at Hogwarts

Therefore, students from the two schools were looking left and right at this time, constantly asking the Hogwarts students next to them what happened.

Neville Longbottom was sitting in his seat blankly, his mouth wide open, and he was frozen in place.

This explosive news immediately shut down his brain, so much so that he didn't even have time to swallow the food he stuffed in his mouth, which was especially funny to see.

But now no one can laugh.

Instead of applause, a buzz began to fill the auditorium.

Everyone wanted to figure out what was wrong. Some students even stood up to get a better look at Neville, who was still sitting stiffly in his seat, as if frozen.

Professor Ge stood up at the guest of honor seat and walked quickly past Ludo Bagman and Professor Karkaroff.

Then she patted Ethan's shoulder hastily, and then waved to Dumbledore, signaling the two of them to come over.

As soon as the three of them got together, Professor McGonagall couldn't wait to speak.

"Merlin's beard! What on earth is going on!" Professor McGonagall said to the two of them in surprise.

"I don't know -" Dumbledore said solemnly, "I monitored the entire Goblet of Fire voting process, and I can guarantee that there was no cheating -"

"That's not the point!" Professor McGonagall said anxiously, "Neville must not participate in the Triwizard Tournament! That's Neville! He will definitely die in the competition!"

"Minerva one by one" Dumbledore said softly.

"We must abide by the charter. The charter clearly stipulates that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

"But this is ridiculous! That's Neville!" Professor McGonagall's voice became a little distorted and sharp.

While the three were discussing, the Gryffindor student group suddenly exploded.

Everyone immediately gathered in Neville's direction.

McGonagall, Dumbledore and Ethan hurriedly looked in that direction, wondering what had happened.

"Professor Dumbledore! Neville is stuck in food!" Hermione stuck her head out and shouted anxiously to several people.

Hearing what Hermione said, Ethan didn't hesitate at all and rushed down from the professor's chair in three steps at a time.

He pushed through the huddled students and picked up the fat Neville.

Neville was given first aid using the Heimlich maneuver.

The modeling process went smoothly, and it didn't take long for Neville to spit out the baguette that was stuck in his throat.

It stuck to the Gryffindor table with a snap.

Neville, who could breathe freely again, gasped for a long time and finally recovered.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Neville seemed to think that it would be better for him to hold it in until he died. He stared at the toes of his shoes, not daring to look at the eyes of the classmates around him.

"Professor Ethan - I really, really didn't vote my name to the Goblet of Fire!" Neville explained to Ethan with all his strength.

"I believe you, Neville." Ethan supported Neville softly.

"Neville, you go through that door first." Ethan said to Neville.

Ethan felt that Neville would faint after being stared at by all the students for a while.

As expected, Neville felt as if he had received amnesty after hearing Ethan's words.

He still didn't dare to raise his head to look at the crowd, but stared at his toes and stumbled towards the door.

Neville felt that this road seemed extremely long, and that door seemed always so far away.

He could feel hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, as if each eye could not be a searchlight, and the buzzing chatter became louder and louder.

As soon as Neville left, the entire auditorium suddenly erupted in discussion.

Most of the Hogwarts students thought that the Goblet of Fire was broken, and they did not believe that Neville would throw his name into the Goblet of Fire.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Dumbledore shouted, "Today's break is early! All prefects take students from their own colleges back to the lounge!" Dumbledore ordered seriously.

The students were all accustomed to obeying Dumbledore's orders. After Dumbledore's order, although they were a little dissatisfied, they lined up in an orderly manner and followed their prefect back to their dormitories.

After watching all the students leave the auditorium, Dumbledore then turned his head and looked at the professors.

"I think we need to figure this out right away!" Dumbledore said seriously, looking at everyone.

Then several people entered the back room together, intending to ask Neville about the matter.

As soon as they entered the room, the professors frowned.

Karkaroff was grabbing Neville's shoulders with both hands at this time, with a vicious expression on his face, and kept shaking Neville's shoulders.

"Boy, what kind of trick did you do? You cheated, right? You threw your name into the Goblet of Fire!" Karkaroff said, staring fiercely at Neville's face.

Neville was now frightened by Karkaroff. His face was as pale as paper and trembling like chaff. He was so frightened by Karkaroff that he could not say a word.

"Oh my God! Karkaroff! What are you doing!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed when she saw this scene.

Klum on the side looked very troubled. He seemed to want to step forward to stop the ridiculous behavior of his principal, but he did not dare to step forward due to his status as principal.

Maxim Fleur and Fleur stared at Karkaroff with disgust. Fleur still had some hesitation on her face, as if she wanted to stop Karkaroff.

But Madame Maxime kept tugging on Fleur's sleeve to prevent her from doing so.

"You don't understand!" Karkaroff said savagely, "You have to deal with this kind of lying boy one by one."

Before Karkaroff could finish speaking, Ethan had already taken two steps forward and clamped Karkaroff's arm firmly with his own hands.

Ethan's strength was so great that Karkaroff let go of his hand holding Neville's shoulder in pain and let out a low cry.

"What are you doing?" Karkaroff looked at Ethan angrily at first, but he seemed to suddenly think of something.

His eyes were the same as when he first met Ethan. He lowered his eyes, not daring to look directly at Ethan, but just stood there with a dark expression.

"Mr. Karkaroff, I think we should discipline our own students in our school ourselves." Dumbledore said to Karkaroff seriously.

Dumbledore also hated Karkaroff's rough behavior towards Neville.

"Poor child, are you okay?" Professor McGonagall walked forward and knelt down, looking lovingly at Neville's pale face.

He kept rubbing his hands on Neville's chubby round face and comforted Neville softly.

After being comforted for a long time, Neville seemed to have recovered a little, and the first words he spoke were still.

"Professor McGonagall, I didn't - I really didn't put my name in!" Neville said mechanically.

"Oh! Poor child!" Professor McGonagall's eyes suddenly turned red when she saw Neville like this.

"Have a cup of hot chocolate and take a rest, Mr. Longbottom." Dumbledore gently handed Neville a cup of hot chocolate that he had conjured up from unknown sources, and handed it to Neville.