Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 271 New upgrade, the Six Strongest Tournament!

This man's appearance was so conspicuous that he directly attracted the attention of all the students.

However, the stranger didn't care about other people's eyes. He leaned on crutches and moved forward slowly step by step.

Harley clearly heard the incongruity——

The stranger's left leg was made of wood and had to bear the weight of the body, so the sound when it hit the ground was obviously much louder than the right leg and crutches.

The stranger took three steps at a time and quickly walked to Professor Dumbledore's side.

He stretched out his free hand, a hand as scarred as his face and engraved with stories.

Professor Dumbledore shook hands with him and asked softly:

"How was your trip to Hogwarts, Alastor?"

"It didn't go well at all, Albus." Moody replied gruffly, as if he didn't know what politeness meant.

"I hate rainy days, especially rainy days when the thunder is loud and the rain is heavy."

"It will stop me from smelling the stench of the bed bugs hiding in the dark, and I won't be able to hear the vicious sounds of the cockroaches hiding in the manure pit as they cast their spells."

"And the heavy rain is not kind to my legs. I seriously doubt that this thing is very non-slip."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped his wooden left leg with his crutch, not caring about his physical disability.

Professor Dumbledore seemed not to care at all about Moody's rude attitude. He nodded and said with a smile:

"This is really bad, but relax, you're already at Hogwarts."

"Hurry up and sit down, my dear old man. I asked our Hogwarts chefs to save some delicious dishes just for you."

"Thanks to those lovely house elves, their craftsmanship is much better than that of the old man at Slugrove Restaurant. At least the after-dinner snacks are made with enough honey."

Moody nodded heavily and sat down on an empty seat to the right of Professor Dumbledore. The crutch was leaning on an easily accessible position next to the chair.

He casually grabbed a plate of small sausages that had just appeared, but did not eat them immediately.

Moody shook his sleeve, tested it with the wand hidden inside, and took a deep breath through his incomplete nose.

Then he took out his own knife and fork, cut the sausage into thin pieces, and stuffed it into his mouth after confirming that there were no foreign objects in it.

Moody also completely ignored the pumpkin juice that suddenly appeared next to him. Instead, he took out a curved wine bottle from his traveling cloak and took a big sip.

Harry, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, gently twitched his nose and smelled the fragrance of herbs from the direction of Professor Moody.

Based on the unique smells inside, Harry could probably guess that Professor Moody drank a unique medicinal liquid.

This liquid medicine is not considered a magic potion. There is no trace of magic in it. It is just tea made from several herbs that are crushed or soaked.

If Harry guessed correctly, the main effect of this liquid is to refresh people and keep them energetic.

After Professor Dumbledore settled Professor Moody, he turned to face the students below:

"Looks like we're about to break in with a new message."

"Please allow me to introduce to you our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor - Professor Alastor Moody!"

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore took the lead in applauding vigorously.

However, there was only sparse applause in the auditorium. Except for a few students with a background in the Ministry of Magic, there were only a few young wizards who applauded.

Obviously, many people were frightened by the professor's weird and slightly scary appearance.

Professor Dumbledore didn't care and continued:

"Professor Moody was once a senior Auror. He single-handedly captured many dark wizards and led a large number of Aurors to annihilate a notorious criminal gang in the wizarding world."

"It is no exaggeration to say that Professor Moody has been on the front line during the Wizarding War and laid a very solid pillar for peace in the wizarding world!"

"I think such a professor who is proficient in practical combat and has high attainments in magic will definitely bring you a very good teaching experience."

The applause in the auditorium suddenly became loud and enthusiastic, especially the little lions of Gryffindor. They stood up and applauded while unabashedly provoking the Slytherins.

The Weasley brothers quickly took out their homemade magic fireworks, but after being glared at by Professor McGonagall, they quickly put them back.

Everyone more or less understood Professor Dumbledore's subtext, and those who didn't understood were also awakened by the classmates around them.

Combined with Professor Moody's age, it is not difficult to imagine that Professor Moody was once a good hand in dealing with mysterious people and Death Eaters.

As long as you fight against Death Eaters and dare to stand on the front line, you are definitely a capable wizard, not a loser!

Furthermore, he and Slytherin don't get along!

As long as he doesn't deal with Slytherin, he is a good friend of all the little lions of Gryffindor and a large part of the little eagles of Ravenclaw and the little badgers of Hufflepuff!

However, Professor Moody had no reaction and just continued to eat his dinner.

And his magic eye kept turning, quickly taking in all the students in the auditorium.

At the end, the magic eye looked at Harley for a few seconds.

Then Professor Moody raised his head, looked in the direction of the Gryffindor table unintentionally, showed an ugly smile, and nodded imperceptibly.

"Harry, is Professor Moody looking at you?"

Hermione, who was always observant, noticed Professor Moody's small movements and gently poked her best friend's side.

"Probably." Harley responded softly,

"I've seen him in mom and dad's pictures."

"He is probably also a strong supporter of Professor Dumbledore, and he was also a person who fought on the front line during the First Wizarding War."

"It's not difficult to guess that there is a high probability that he had some friendship with my parents, and might even be good friends, so he paid attention to me."

A low exclamation suddenly sounded from Hermione's mouth, and at the same time she looked at Professor Moody with much more eager eyes:

"With such a good professor, and the foundation left by Professor Lupin last year, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts can finally be saved!"

The surrounding students also seemed very excited. Obviously everyone was looking forward to this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

Even if an Auror doesn't know how to teach, at least he still has strength. He can't be worse than Quirrell and Lockhart, right?

Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat and brought the topic back on track:

"...Then, after introducing the new professor, please allow us to continue talking about the topics we have not finished before."

"I am here to announce with great regret that Hogwarts will not host the House Cup Quidditch Tournament this year."

A burst of exclamations erupted from all four long tables again, but this time it was not a welcome, but a protest.

Many Quidditch enthusiasts even waved their fists to express their dissatisfaction to Professor Dumbledore.

What is Quidditch? It’s a rare form of entertainment for wizards!

Professor Dumbledore, even if you are the greatest wizard in the world, you can't deprive us of our rare fun!

But Professor Dumbledore continued:

"Of course, you don't have to be too sad. Although the Academy Cup Quidditch match has been cancelled, there will be a large-scale event to replace it and be held at Hogwarts."

"This activity will start in October this year and continue throughout the school year, and will take up a lot of our time and energy, including all students and teachers."

"I believe you will enjoy this great feast and have a lot of fun from it. You might as well guess what this activity is?"

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore paused intentionally, waiting for the atmosphere in the auditorium to brew.

The students were all whispering to each other, and Harry had already heard more than one person pounding the table and declaring that there was no activity in the world more interesting than Quidditch!

If there was, he would go to the bathroom and eat three pounds!

His speech was approved by many people, but Harley narrowed her eyes slightly.

Cheating to eat and drink is not a scam!

"Okay, the short guessing time is over." Professor Dumbledore looked around the auditorium.

“As I said previously, we have the great privilege of hosting an incredibly exciting event over the next nine months.”

"This event has not been held for more than a century, but after repeated consultations with the Ministry of Magic of various countries and exchanges with magic schools, I am happy to tell you-"

"The Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year!"

"Of course, this Triwizard Tournament will be completely upgraded. I think the name 'Triwizard Tournament' is no longer suitable for it."

"I would rather call it - the 'Six Powers Tournament'!"

This news instantly triggered everyone's emotions, and everyone had different reactions to it.

Thanks to the fact that they don't like reading much, many people are very confused. They don't know what the Triwizard Tournament is and what the Six Wizard Tournament is?

They watched the people next to them knocking on the table excitedly, even transforming into Tarzan and beating their chests, and they were very confused.

But after a brief explanation from the people around them, the entire Hogwarts students fell into a carnival.

Even the little wizards who have just entered school dream of transforming themselves into the children of destiny and passing through various levels along the way!

"Professor, if you are not joking, then we really love you!"

Fred shouted loudly, relying on a newly invented prop to drown out all the noise in the auditorium.

"Of course I'm not kidding, dear Mr. Weasley," Professor Dumbledore said with a smile.

"But since you mentioned joking, I suddenly remembered a very funny joke about a troll, a dominatrix and a leprechaun. They all entered the same tavern one night..."

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly, her voice seemed a bit loud.

Professor Dumbledore immediately changed the topic:

"Well, that joke is probably inappropriate in this context, so please allow us to get back on track."

"Although you may have already learned about the Triwizard Tournament through communication among classmates, and have guessed the general meaning of the Six Wizard Tournament based on its name, I still want to introduce it to you again."

"The Triwizard Tournament was co-organized by three magic schools in Europe more than 700 years ago..."

Professor Dumbledore quickly introduced the Triwizard Tournament, while not forgetting to remind the students of the fatality rate of this game.

However, almost no one among the young wizards paid attention to this data. Everyone believed that the former students died because they were too good.

As long as the contestants at that time are replaced by myself, wouldn't it be enough for Hogwarts to win the championship?

"...In the past few years, thanks to the efforts of the International Magical Cooperation Department and the Magical Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic of various countries, this competition has been re-launched."

Professor Dumbledore began to introduce a new game,

"At the same time, because of Harley's outstanding performance in the Magic School Championship, she attracted the attention of many non-European magic schools."

"Everyone thinks that students should be allowed to compete with outstanding little wizards on the same stage, so they also want to join in."

"After repeated consultations, I am happy to announce to everyone that the following six schools will participate in this competition-"

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the UK." "Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France!" "Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Northern Europe!" "Castrobus School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Brazil!" "Magic Institute in Japan Magic school!" "Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in America!"

Professor Dumbledore was extremely solemn and gave the names of the six magic schools in full.

Needless to say, most of the students looked confused.

Where are these? I've never heard of it?

"For specific information about these schools, you can go to the library to check it yourself. I will not explain it one by one here."

"I will talk about the registration for the competition below."

"Considering certain factors, participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that an age limit should be set for competitors."

"Only students over the age of seventeen are allowed to register."

The students below once again made a fuss. The Weasley twins took the lead in protesting, saying that they also wanted to fight for the glory of Hogwarts.

"Professor!" Fred shouted, "I don't think I'm any worse than a student who has turned seventeen!"

"That's right!" George supported his brother, "And we only have a few months left before we turn seventeen!"

"We feel that we are fully capable of regaining this honor for Hogwarts!"

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(Thanks to the "Nine-tailed Yanhu" boss for the reward!)

(ps. Which leg did Moody lose? It doesn’t seem to be mentioned accurately in the original book. I looked through the book for a long time and couldn’t find it. I can only speculate based on the fact that Moody was holding a cane on his right hand when he appeared in the movie. What he lost was his right leg.)

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