Normally, when a new teacher meets everyone, everyone will applaud and welcome them, but now except for Dumbledore and Hagrid, no teacher or student applauded. Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped several times, and found that the applause was in the silent auditorium.
The echo seemed lonely, so he put down his hand knowingly. The others seemed to be stunned by Moody's strange appearance, and just stared at him intently.
"I remember isn't Moody an old fairy? Or the kind with boundless powers." Bailang muttered, "Cow dung and cow urine can cure all diseases, and life will be boundless." Harry and Ron on the other side had different views on this.
——Ron knew that this was the legendary Auror, Harry did not know. Dumbledore cleared his throat. "As I just said," he said with a smile, looking at the many students in front of him - students
Still staring blankly at Mad Eye Moody, "In the next few months, we will have the great honor of hosting a very exciting event that has not been held in more than a century. I am very happy
I would like to inform everyone that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year."
Then the hall exploded, and almost all the students - those who came from the wizarding world were in a state of excitement. It seemed that Harry, who grew up in the Muggle world, had no idea what this event was.
The kind-hearted Dumbledore began to explain: "The Triwizard Tournament was founded about seven hundred years ago. It is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts,
Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Each school selects a warrior, and then the three warriors compete in three magic projects. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting it. Everyone agrees that this
It was an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to establish friendships - but later, too many people died, and the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted."
"Over the centuries, people have tried several times to revive the Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them have been successful. However, we at the Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and Department of Magical Sports believe that another attempt is a must.
The time has come. We have done a lot of work this summer to ensure that every warrior will not be in danger of life." Dumbledore said, Hermione was very nervous when she heard about the death of people, and Harry, like Bailang, was very nervous about a death.
People who died more than a hundred years ago have no interest at all.
"In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected contenders, and the ceremony to select the warriors will be held on Halloween. An impartial referee will decide which students are most qualified to compete.
Triwizard Cup, win honor for your school, and personally get a thousand galleons bonus." Bailang curled his lips, it was only a thousand galleons... However, when he heard this number, "
I want to join!" Fred Weasley roared.
"I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Trophy for Hogwarts," Dumbledore said. "However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed to set an age limit for this year's contenders. Only those who are above
Only students who are seventeen years old - that is to say, students over seventeen years old - are allowed to register for consideration. "We think," he glanced at the guys who looked like the Weasley brothers, this measure is very good.
It is necessary, because the events of the competition are still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students below the sixth or seventh grade to deal with it. I will ensure that no student who is not old enough deceives us.
Referee and become a champion of Hogwarts."
"Therefore, if you are under seventeen years old, I beg you not to waste your time in applying." Bailang heard the evil meaning in Dumbledore's words, which was the attitude of an old bastard watching a good show - as if he was watching a good show.
Say, "Come on, friends, let me see how many ways you can cheat!"
“The delegation from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the academic year with us. I know you will all behave well while our foreign dignitaries are here.
Be warm and friendly, and once the Hogwarts Champion is finally chosen, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Well, it's getting late, and it's important that you walk into class tomorrow morning refreshed and clear-headed. Go
Go to bed! Hurry!"
Bailang took the lead. While the Weasley brothers were still aggrieved, while Hermione was still worried about dead people, and while Ron was still dizzy over a thousand gold galleons, Bailang had already left the hall.
The courses in the new semester were the same as in the past, except that the magical plants and creatures he encountered were a little more disgusting. Bailang felt that the so-called bomb-tailed snails created by Hagrid were too stinky, and it was hard to believe that Hagrid could actually raise them.
Well, of course Bai Lang was still having fun in Divination. It wasn’t until when we were queuing for dinner that night that Malfoy started provoking Ron Weasley with the Daily Prophet again that things started to get interesting.
Bailang held his wand and stood aside with a smile to watch the conflict between the little wizards - Harry also joined in, and the two sides quickly fell to the level of greeting each other's mother. Malfoy seemed to be unable to bear it.
That side, after Harry turned around, fired a magic spell at Harry - but unfortunately it missed. "This person's skills are really bad. Can he miss at such a short distance?" Bai Lang commented.
Zabini was a little worried, "Oh, it's okay. I don't think Malfoy will use the Unforgivable Curse." Bailang said, "Besides, we have a professor, right?" With the deep voice, Malfoy turned into
A ferret lay trembling on the ground.
There was an eerie silence in the hall. No one dared to move except Moody. Moody turned to look at Harry - at least, his normal eye was looking at Harry, and the other eye was boring into him.
inside his head. "Did he hurt you?" Moody asked angrily, his voice low and hoarse. Then he began to torture the unfortunate Malfoy ferret, making him fly up and fall down - all this until
It only stopped when Professor McGonagall arrived.
"Oh, he is indeed a Death Eater." Bailang said silently. This impostor Moody is indeed a Death Eater from the inside out - he has a special interest in torturing people. All Gryffindors
The students were recalling what happened to Malfoy and were happy about it. Of course, Malfoy's vague "Tell me daddy" at the end also brought enough fun to everyone.
It wasn't until Thursday's Defense Against the Dark Arts class that Bailang saw the professor again - before that, Ron and Harry had already been itchy by the courses mentioned by the senior students. As expected, although this professor was very
He was a Death Eater, but maybe he was the wizard Harry and the others met who actually taught them how to defend against dark magic. Apart from that indifferent guy like Lupine, I am afraid that this one is the only one who can truly defend against dark magic.
professor.
When he came up, he asked the students to say those unforgivable curses...