Hogwarts: The Dark Lord? No! Call Me Satan

castle auditorium

The sorting ceremony has ended

There is no entrance examination and no dementors.

But you can still hear the sobs of the frightened new little wizards from time to time.

Dumbledore, with black lines all over his head, picked up the spoon and tapped the cup.

"Quiet, children, before the dinner begins, I have a few words to say.

"First of all, the first thing, I think you should already know!"

"This school year, our school will have a special group of staff, dementors!"

"They were arranged by the Ministry of Magic at various entrances and exits of the castle in order to prevent Sirius Black from coming to the castle and harming the students.

"I want to emphasize that Dementors have no emotions, I mean..."

"They have no feelings for the vast majority of people, and they don't understand what "873" is about being accommodating, so you should not try to use any means to get through the places they guard."

"Including the invisibility cloak."

"If we don't want tragedy to happen."

As he said that, Dumbledore glanced at the naughty boy with a headache.

Old Deng now knows about the Dementor kneeling down to worship Kyle on the train.

How do you describe this feeling...

One head is as big as two!

One naughty child is enough to cause a headache, and now there are so many more dementors.

"Also, this school year we will have a grand event that has not been held for many years. They will last for most of the school year."

"So this year's Quidditch Cup has to be suspended.

"This activity is..."

Dumbledore hadn't finished speaking yet.

The castle door was suddenly pushed open!

It was windy and rainy outside, and the sounds of lightning and thunder came in.

A squat figure walked into the castle.

Under the thick dark gray hair, there is a face that looks scarred, with the feeling of old rotten wood.

One eye is small, like a bead, and the other is large, with a bright bright blue.

There is also a chunk of flesh missing from the nose.

It looks extremely ferocious.

"Mad-Eye Moody!"

"Why did he come here!"

On Slytherin's long table, there was a little snake who immediately recognized this person's identity.

As a senior Auror, Moody is known for his courage to fight, which can also be seen from the various injuries on his body.

It is rumored that one-third of the dark wizards in Azkaban were captured by Mad-Eye Moody!

It turned out that Moody lost a leg in a duel and had to replace it with a wooden prosthesis.

But after the "potion for rejuvenation of severed limbs" was released last year, the leg obviously grew back.

"Sir..." Female prefect Gemma Farley leaned forward, wanting to introduce Moody's identity and resume to Kyle.

But he was interrupted by Kyle waving his hand.

"I see!"

The naughty boy tapped his fingers on the table.

Butterfly effect?

According to the plot of the original book, Mad-Eye Moody should have come to the school as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor when Haring was still young.

Of course, the current Moody is a fake.

Played by Crouch Jr., the smell of polyjuice potion on his body can be clearly smelled by Kyle from a distance.

The "Eye of Reality" is turned on, although the originally squat figure has turned into a stomach with a sickly pale face.

"Good evening, Albus, the weather is terrible, I hope I'm not late."

As soon as he came in, Moody, the round-eyed man, greeted him loudly.

"Oh, dear old friend, thank you for coming to help!"

"Thank you!"

Dumbledore took Mad-Eye's hand cordially and introduced him to the students.

"Children, I am honored to announce the news that my old friend Alastor Moody will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester."

"I think many of you have heard of this name, a senior Auror who hates evil.

"I mean he'll definitely add some color to our Defense Against the Dark Arts classes this school year!"

After a few brief introductions, Dumbledore motioned for Moody to take a seat and continued what he had just finished.

"Let me think about where I'm at..."

"Oh, by the way, an event, a grand event.

"That's the Triwizard Tournament!"

"Jointly organized by Hogwarts, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, each school will select a warrior..."

"After three rounds of competition, the strongest warrior is selected. This will be an honor that will forever be remembered by the magic world!"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the little wizards in the auditorium immediately started talking excitedly.

This event was originally held every five years.

However, due to excessive casualties, it was not allowed to be stopped.

It has not been held for decades.

This year, we took into account the chaos in the European magic world and the hidden risks.

The British wizarding community took the lead in restarting this activity.

I hope the little wizards in the three academies can learn more useful knowledge.

"So tomorrow afternoon, all of us will go to the gate of Hogwarts Castle to greet the guests from afar."

"By the way, there's another heavy thing."

"Our beloved Professor Sylvanus Kettleburn submitted my resignation at the end of last academic year."

"He wants to spend more time taking care of his little darlings."

"So after careful consideration and the approval of the school board, this year's course on the Care of Magical Creatures will be taught by Hagrid.

After Dumbledore finished his introduction, Hagrid stood up from the long table and stretched out his hand nervously to greet everyone.

When Kyle saw this, he rushed to 4.1 and applauded!

The Slytherin table immediately erupted in a burst of applause.

Even the little lions of Gryffindor Academy, who had the best relationship with Hagrid, were drowned out by their applause.

The logic of the little snakes is very simple!

What Lord Kyle likes, all Slytherins like!

If Lord Kyle hates him, then we should find an opportunity to destroy him!

The applause lasted for a long time before it ended.

Hagrid looked at Kyle gratefully. This scene gave him great encouragement.

"Okay, I can already hear your stomachs growling with hunger."

"Welcome back, now, the dinner begins!"

After everything was said, Dumbledore made a little joke to liven up the atmosphere.

He immediately announced that the dinner party had begun.