Chapter 121: Reincarnated Old Wizard?

Early in the morning, John and his little friends just arrived at the Great Hall, ready to eat breakfast.

Titus saw him, was the first to dash over, grabbed a few people, and walked out.

"John, you finally came."

"Everyone is discussing you now."

They were taken by Titus all the way to a place where no one was.

Titus then lowered his voice and said.

"Yesterday's Warrior selection, between you and Harry Potter, most people think you are the cheater who should be kicked out."

"After all, you're the only one whose age doesn't pass."

John wasn't surprised by this; yesterday he had provoked the entire school's students, so it was normal for some to be unconvinced.

Especially those senior students who had signed up would be even more unconvinced.

But it's not a big problem; if someone bullies me on campus, I will bully them back.

"Don't provoke them like you did last night again; it's easy to cause public anger."

Titus continued to remind him, hoping John could keep a low profile for a while and wait for the limelight to pass.

John smiled and patted Titus on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

Then he led his little friends into the Great Hall.

Many people noticed him, their gazes instantly focused on him, and whispers spread accordingly.

John's expression remained as usual, walking toward the familiar position.

"Morning, Luna."

Seeing Luna, John and the others greeted her with a smile.

"Morning."

Luna smiled slightly and responded to them; seeing John as usual, her eyebrows curved.

"I haven't congratulated you on being elected Warrior yet."

Luna's gaze returned to the magazine in front of her, and while looking at the magazine, she said in an ethereal tone.

When returning to Eagle House last night, Luna didn't join the fun, so they only spoke today.

"It's not too late to congratulate me now."

John shrugged and smiled.

Luna turned a page of the magazine gently, and her silver-bell-like voice sounded low.

"They say you cheated, but I believe you; after all, you don't look like a 12-year-old child at all; you're actually a reincarnated old wizard, that's why the Headmaster's Age Line didn't stop you."

"Uh......"

These words stunned John.

It must be said, Luna's guess was quite close.

John coughed twice, putting on a mature and steady look.

"You even discovered this, little doll, you're not simple~"

"Hehe~"

Seemingly amused by John, Luna let out a silver-bell-like laugh.

At this moment, John suddenly noticed Hermione and Harry walking toward this side.

"John."

Harry walked over quickly and was the first to speak to John.

"I told everyone in Gryffindor that I didn't sign up, and you are the Warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire."

"I will continue to help you clarify those topics that say you're bad, don't worry!"

Harry expressed his position eagerly as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yesterday in the Gryffindor lounge, when everyone was celebrating for him, some people stood up for him.

But he and John could be considered friends, so naturally, he didn't want to see John being questioned and excluded for no reason because of himself.

So he tried his best to defend him, but it had little effect.

Hermione also came to John's side, looking at him with some worry.

Not only because he was selected to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, but also because the questioning and hostility toward him on campus were gradually fermenting.

Although Harry had tried his best to clarify yesterday, the Gryffindor crowd didn't believe it.

They blindly believed that Harry had signed up himself.

In their view, Harry was the most suitable Warrior candidate; after all, the 'Star of Salvation' buff was too dazzling.

"Hey, what's the big deal, I know it all; have you eaten? If not, sit down and eat together."

John smiled and patted the seat beside him, not caring about what Harry said at all.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, then sat down beside John.

Hermione opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but was fed a piece of butter bread picked up by John.

"Hermione, eat more, look how thin you've become."

Hermione, who was forcibly fed, had slightly flushed cheeks, but soon eased up and obediently ate the bread fed by John.

At least John didn't seem to be affected by these rumors, which made Hermione feel slightly relieved.

Harry was also relieved and ate breakfast on the side.

"By the way, I heard that tomorrow is the weekend, and there will be reporters coming to interview the Warriors participating this time."

"You two can prepare."

While eating, Hermione suddenly remembered something and said to them.

"Am I going on TV?"

John raised his head, blinked, and asked happily.

"It's for the newspaper."

Hermione corrected helplessly.

"That's fine too."

"Ryan, lend me that handsome suit of yours to wear."

John turned his head and said to his good brother with a smile.

Ryan gave an OK gesture.

But Hermione added another sentence: "Oh right, you must wear your own house attire, you can't wear private clothes."

Hearing this, it was John's turn to be speechless.

"...... Hermione, can you not gasp for breath when you speak."

Hermione: "?"

How dare you!

Hermione raised her hand and patted the back of John's head.

Seeing this scene, everyone laughed.

John rubbed the back of his head, muttering something.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be one person missing beside Harry.

It was Ron, who had always been by his side.

"Huh, isn't Ron with you?"

John asked casually.

"Uh..."

But Harry's originally cheerful face sank slightly, clearly not wanting to mention him.

"... Don't worry about him."

Harry lowered his head and took a bite of bread, his tone carrying a hint of resentment, like a little wife who had been wronged.

John raised his eyebrows strangely and looked at Hermione.

Hermione could only shrug helplessly at this.

"Ron seems to think Harry put his name in just to show off, and hasn't spoken to him since yesterday."

John listened and felt strange.

Regardless of the fact that Harry didn't participate voluntarily at all.

Even if he did participate voluntarily, what's wrong with that reason?

In such a high-profile competition, who didn't sign up to show off?

Alright, maybe some people did it for the thousand Galleons, but most people still did it for that eternal glory, or the high-profile light.

Anyway, John participated just to show off.

There's nothing to hide about this; showing off isn't against the law.

But now that Ron was distancing himself from Harry because he participated in the competition, this was really hard to understand.

But John didn't comment on this; this was a problem between the two of them, let them handle it themselves.

"By the way, shall we go to Hagrid's for a sit-down at noon?"

Seeing the atmosphere was a bit low, Hermione asked John and Harry.

"I think he should also want to chat with you two Warriors."

John and Harry looked at each other and nodded.

"Can we go together? I heard that the Beauxbatons horses are being taken care of by Professor Hagrid at the edge of the Forbidden Forest; we want to go see them."

Titus on the side also interjected excitedly.

If only John and Hermione were going, he naturally wouldn't have opened his mouth.

But since Senior Harry was going too, there was no need to hold back.

"Of course, I think Hagrid will welcome you."

For these little wizards, Hagrid had always been enthusiastic and generous. ===== CHAPTER 122 =====