It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

233 Triwizard Tournament

The last news made the students in the entire auditorium so shocked that they fell silent.

Until a voice shouted in disbelief.

"You're kidding! Professor!"

Fred asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, someone let out a burst of laughter, and the atmosphere in the auditorium eased a lot.

Dumbledore had an appreciative smile on his face.

"I'm not joking, Mr. Weasley. But I did hear a very funny joke just now about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who all go into the same tavern."

His joke just started, and was interrupted by Professor McGonagall's light cough.

"Well, it seems inappropriate to talk about this now." Dumbledore said helplessly, "Let's continue the topic of the Triwizard Tournament. , Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, each school will have an impartial referee select a contestant to compete in three magic events, normally held every five years."

"Just because of the serious casualties in the competition, the Triwizard Tournament has been suspended several centuries ago. The Ministry of Magic in the middle tried to restart this event many times, but all failed. This year, the Ministry feels that the new The time is ripe to try, so the Triwizard Tournament will resume at Hogwarts this year."

"In October, some students from the other two schools will come to Hogwarts as guests and stay for a while. I hope you can show enough enthusiasm and friendliness. By the way, and to ensure safety, this time The restarted Triwizard Tournament only allows students who have reached the age of seventeen to register, and other unqualified students will not be considered."

This is the end of the semester's opening dinner.

But obviously, after hearing such heavy news, none of the little wizards would calm down so quickly.

They left the auditorium excitedly, still talking about the Triwizard Tournament with their companions.

"It was stopped because of too many casualties. Why didn't you notice what Professor Dumbledore said?"

Unlike Harry and Ron who were enthusiastically discussing how to participate, Hermione kept repeating this sentence with a serious face.

Ron said indifferently.

"Isn't it time to start again? With so many professors here, and Professor Dumbledore watching, there will definitely be no problems this year."

Harry complained silently.

"Fortunately, it wasn't Professor Forrest who said that."

The two of them shuddered when they heard it. They couldn't imagine what this year's Triwizard Tournament would be like if Sherlock had uttered these words.

Meanwhile, the Weasley twins brushed past them, and they heard the brothers complaining about why Dumbledore had to be over seventeen, and they were still a few months away from qualifying.

But these two ghosts certainly didn't intend to give up just like that. They seemed to be discussing how to hide from the referee and increase their age by a few months.

After Harry and the others returned to the Gryffindor common room, the prefect who took over from Percy sent them the class schedule for this semester. Hermione stared at the class schedule for the new semester and said happily.

"There will be an arithmetic and divination class tomorrow, and I think I can catch up with Sister Silk's first class."

Harry and Ron could only look at her enviously.

The arithmetic and divination course was an elective course, neither of them signed up. When Hermione was in the arithmetic and divination class, they had to take Trelawney's divination class.

Harry had been able to meet it, and tomorrow she would not stop until she predicted her own doom for a whole class.

The students in the lounge are still chatting about the Triwizard Tournament. Most of the students are not qualified for registration, and they have no intention of fooling the referee and giving them bold ideas to qualify themselves. They were discussing who could represent Hogwarts in the competition, and what it was like for the students from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang School of Magic who came from afar.

"The headmaster of Beauxbatons is a witch who is as strong as Hagrid, named Madame Maxime. I met her once." Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione.

Ron looked at him in surprise: "When did you see her?"

"You forgot, I told you that Professor Forrest took me on a trip to France during the summer vacation of the second grade. At that time, we walked around from Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Their school is also built in In the mountains, it's not a castle, but like a manor, the scenery inside is very beautiful, and there is a huge fountain."

Harry described it to them, and Hermione had a very envious look on her face.

"Have you visited Beauxbaton's library? Is there a rich collection of books at Hogwarts?"

Harry shrugged.

"The professor and I are traveling. What are we going to do in the library of other schools? But the onion soup in their cafeteria is very good. I drank several bowls."

Hermione's expression was unwilling, as if if she had passed by, Beauxbaton's school library would be emptied.

They chatted for a while in the lounge, and soon it was time for curfew. Harry and Ron separated from Hermione and went back to their dormitories.

The torrential rain outside the castle hadn't stopped yet. After a day of hard work, the students were all exhausted. Soon everyone in Harry's dormitory, except himself, heard the sound of steady breathing and Neville's abrupt snoring. Voice.

It wasn't that Harry couldn't sleep, he was deliberately waiting for everyone else to fall asleep before he could carry out his secret operations.

He pulled down all the curtains on his bed, then sat up, and gently touched the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead that was very famous in the entire wizarding world.

An illusory, ghost-like figure slowly emerged in front of him.

A beautiful witch with long wine red hair sat beside his bed.

As soon as Lily appeared, she realized that the surrounding environment was no longer in the Weasley's house.

"School starts today?"

she asked Harry with a gentle smile.

Harry naturally relaxed after seeing her, but he still complained.

"It rained so much today that when we got out of the carriage and returned to the castle, everyone was soaked."

"It's normal." Lily recalled with a smile, "Basically every year on the first day of school, it will rain here at Hogwarts. I remember one time when school started, your father accidentally slipped and fell in the mud. Rolled around in it. He startled Professor McGonagall as soon as he entered the castle, thinking that some new magical animal had invaded Hogwarts."

(End of this chapter)