The Charles Becomes a Wizard

For young wizards who have not yet graduated from school, the Triwizard Tournament is extremely dangerous. Even though those who are qualified to participate are the best in each school, the loss rate in the competition cannot be underestimated.

Seven hundred years ago, the reason why wizards chose to hold the Triwizard Tournament was, on the one hand, to strengthen the cooperation and communication among various schools and regions, and on the other hand, to motivate and train young wizards. After all, the situation of wizards in those years was simply terrible, and the young wizards who were strictly protected in the school needed a goal to pursue.

However, since the wizards separated themselves from the Muggles, the safety of the young wizards has been guaranteed to a certain extent, and the Triwizard Tournament has become a bit useless. At the request of most wizards and out of protection for the young wizards, this cruel competition has been officially banned.

The reason why this issue was brought up again by the British wizarding community is because the Ministry of Magic really has no other options.

The appearance of the Dark Mark at the Quidditch World Cup caused panic in the entire wizarding world. In order to calm the people and divert their attention, the Ministry of Magic could only use a similar news to suppress the matter.

However, the Ministry of Magic obviously knew that it would be difficult to get Howard's approval for their decision, so they simply acted first and reported it later, and only told Howard the news after the matter had become a foregone conclusion.

What can Howard do?

I can only grit my teeth and swallow this anger.

After all, Hogwarts is his responsibility now. He can't just drive away the two schools that came to participate in the competition and let Hogwarts embarrass itself in the wizarding world, right?

"Let us welcome the delegation from Beauxbatons School of Magic and the headmaster, Madame Maxime!" Howard raised his hand towards the door after he finished his speech.

The little animals in Hogwarts turned their heads one after another, and as they looked forward to it, the door of the auditorium was pushed open from the outside.

A group of young girls with outstanding looks appeared at the door. They wore gray-blue pointed hats tilted on their heads. Their figures were light and graceful. They wore the same gray-blue silk skirts that reached their knees. The hems of their skirts rippled as they ran.

When they ran to the end of the long table, they raised their hands slightly, and beautiful butterflies flew out from under their cloaks. The butterflies flapped their wings and turned into a faint blue light in the air.

Hearing the low cheers coming from the crowd, the leading girl raised her chin with a little complacency.

Following closely behind them appeared a tall woman, dressed in luxurious clothes, smiling and with thick make-up on her face.

Howard, who was only as tall as the woman's elbow, took two steps forward, took her right hand and kissed the back of her hand, then led her to a seat.

Then he stood back on the platform again.

"Next up, our friends from the north! The proud children from Durmstrang! And their headmaster... Mr. Green."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the auditorium was pushed open again, and this time a group of tall and strong young men appeared.

They were wearing thick fur coats and holding a long stick in their hands. The metal stick had rough patterns on it and would produce a flash of fire every time it struck the ground.

"Oh my god! That person is..."

"It's Victor Krum!"

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the crowd. The young man walking at the end was clearly Victor Krum, who had just shined in the Quidditch World Cup.

Draco excitedly tugged at Charles' sleeve, but when he turned to look at him, he found that Charles' eyes were all focused on the blond headmaster.

Ciel:......

Why is this guy Gellert here!!!

Are you thinking his campus life isn't exciting enough?

He asked why there was a strange pause when Principal Howard was reading the name just now!

So you were waiting here?

Gellert, who noticed the unusually burning gaze as soon as he entered the room, suddenly felt his nose itchy.

Well...it's not a big deal. It's probably because Charles was cursing him in his heart again.

Gellert looked straight ahead, not even glancing at Charles.

"Ciel?" Draco's voice came from the side.

"What?" Charles turned to look at him, and his forced smile startled Draco.

"Um, Principal...is there something wrong?" he asked cautiously.

"No, not really." Ciel gritted his teeth. "I just think that Hogwarts will be very lively this semester."

"Is that so?"

Draco didn't believe it, and his eyes drifted towards Gellert again and again.

Howard, who had brought Garrett to his seat, looked calm but was screaming madly in his heart.

I just shook hands with Mr. Grindelwald!!!

It turned out to be the right decision to recommend myself to be the headmaster of Hogwarts!!!

......

"This isn't fair!" Draco kept muttering on the way back to the dormitory. "Why can't people under the age of seventeen participate in the competition?"

He has asked himself this question countless times.

In fact, Draco was not the only one who was dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic's decision. Many small animals who lost the right to participate because of this rule felt extremely disappointed.

Admittedly, the headmaster and the people from the Ministry of Magic have repeatedly emphasized that the competition is very dangerous, but for teenagers, this is an opportunity to shine!

How could they be willing to let it go so easily?

When the representative sent by the Ministry of Magic, old Bartick Rauch, announced this matter in public, the students were so angry that they almost blew off the ceiling of the auditorium.

Charles, who couldn't bear Draco's sonic attack, pinched his brows and said, "Draco, if, I mean if, the Ministry of Magic didn't have this rule, would you sign up for the competition?"

Draco:......

He is the only heir of the Malfoy family!

How could he possibly risk his own safety to participate in such a dangerous competition?

Draco, who had received an aristocratic education, would not allow himself to fall into danger easily.

Being in the limelight is far less important than his own safety.

In fact, it's not just him, all the little snakes in Slytherin basically think the same way.

They are good at keeping themselves safe and like to bide their time. Unless it is necessary, they will not risk their own safety.

Ciel got the answer from Draco's silence and continued to ask: "So what does it have to do with us whether the Ministry of Magic has restrictions on the registration age?"

Draco:......

Yes!