A Nexus Devil

I also object. Let the boy lose his magic for trying to game the system!" The creepy-looking Bulgarian teacher added. Jake thought this all was a bit unnecessary.

Did they seriously consider Harry a threat to their school's champions!? The kid was like five feet nothing and looked like he barely weighed 100 pounds soaking wet!

As the argument continued, Jake offered a logical solution. "Why don't we pick two more students, one from each school, to compete? That way, we'll have six champions, and each school will be represented equally.

Problem solved." He hoped his suggestion would bring a fair resolution to the situation. However, everyone in the room appeared stumped by his proposal.

Madame Maxime, the French headmistress, straightened herself out. "I'm fine with that suggestion," she said haughtily.

"I'll pick out a second champion myself, and then our schools will be even." She glared at Dumbledore, challenging him to deny her with her gaze.

"Yes, that's acceptable," Dumbledore replied, his voice tinged with resignation. He was almost crying inside! He didn't understand why the Goblet had chosen another champion for his school either!

Was the cup somehow affected by Jake's devil magic and shorted itself out, just like the age line he cast did? That was a few hundred year old magical artifact that broke at his school…it was priceless.

And now because of Jake, Dumbledore was going to have to pay for it breaking! He knew that accepting a Gremory into the castle would lead to trouble…

Jake, unaware of Dumbledore's inner turmoil, turned to Harry, Victor, and Fleur, smirking at them. "The reason I made that suggestion is because it doesn't matter how many champions I have to compete against.

That prize money is gonna be mine in the end," he said. Now that he was in the tournament he wasn't going to back down. This is what he'd been waiting his whole life for!

Harry looked shocked by such a bold statement. He wished he had that kind of confidence... Fleur raised an eyebrow at being openly challenged, while Victor smirked back at Jake, determined to prove his own magical superiority. "Bring it on," he declared.

Jake's smile widened as he saw the other champions (excluding Harry) accept his challenge. This was exactly the kind of adventure he had been waiting for his whole life. There was no way he would back down now.

Finished with his declaration of war, Jake turned his attention to Ludo Bagman, the tournament official. "So, what do we have to do for the first challenge?" he asked, eager to test his newfound magical abilities.

Ludo, feeling the weight of the tournament's unexpected turn, wiped his forehead, his mind scrambling to adjust to the new circumstances of adding three more champions.

"Well," he began, his excitement dampened, "the first challenge was meant to test your courage by facing ferocious monsters. However, I must admit,

I'm not quite sure how we're going to manage to procure six of those creatures as originally planned...even renting three was pushing our budget to the limit," he trailed off, his gaze locked on the assembled champions.

Fleur, showing a hint of nervousness, questioned, "So, what does that mean for us?"

"Don't worry too much about it," Ludo reassured them, his mind already formulating new alternate monster acquisition plans. "Just know that you will be facing a very strong magical creature or monster in open combat!

I suggest you prepare yourselves." He finished ominously.

Poor Harry trembled like a chihuahua, and Jake couldn't help but notice his fear. Fleur, too, appeared somewhat nervous, while Victor's excitement remained undiminished.

Whispering to Harry, Jake said, "Hey, man, don't worry about the monsters. I'll teach you the three awesome spells I learned later, so you'll have no problem with them."

Victor and Fleur, who overheard Jake's remark, grew intrigued. Did this redheaded Hogwarts student truly possess three super powerful spells that could easily defeat monsters?

Harry, however, was confused. How could Jake have possibly learned three 'awesome' spells in such a short time? It had taken Harry three months just to master Expecto Patronum,

and that spell only worked on a few things like Dementors and Lethifolds... He felt that he was destined to face death once again this year…

Jake, noticing Harry's skepticism, shrugged nonchalantly. The kid obviously lacked confidence so maybe he could help him practice some magic the next day to gain some.

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Harry led Jake to the Gryffindor common room, guiding him since Jake had never been there before. Their arrival caught the attention of curious and conflicted gazes from other students.

Jake lightened the atmosphere with a playful remark. "Why the long faces, everyone?" he asked, flashing a grin. "Hogwarts now has two champions, both Gryffindors. Doesn't that prove our house is the best?"

His words elicited chuckles from the surrounding students.

Seamus, an angry Irish Gryffindor, couldn't contain his frustration. "We're tired of the showboating," he shouted, referring to Harry. "He always steals the spotlight. This was a chance for someone else to shine, and once again, he's taking all the glory. We've had enough."

Dean joined in, echoing Seamus's sentiments. "Yeah, it's always about Harry, Dumbledore's precious Golden Boy. And now the whole school will turn against our house because of him."

Jake observed the room, noticing the agreement among some Gryffindors. It seemed that these individuals had unresolved issues with Harry. He realized that there was pre-existing tension. 'Huh, seems like there's some history here,'

Jake thought to himself, deciding to address the situation directly.Listen, guys and gals," Jake spoke up, projecting his voice across the common room.

"Most of you wanted to be in the tournament and entered. If the Goblet chose Harry over you, that's how it is.

There's nothing you can do about it. But coming together here in the common room to complain is honestly not cool." Jake added his perspective, hoping to inject reason into the room.

However, the complaints persisted, with even Ron, who Jake thought was Harry's best friend, accusing Harry of cheating.

Jake felt disappointed seeing Ron turn against his friend, and he sent him a disapproving glare. "Hey, man, that's not cool at all.

Just because you weren't chosen doesn't mean you should turn on your best mate," Jake reproached Ron, who seemed slightly ashamed.