Mentor and Friends

"Triwizard Tournament?" Harry looked at Tom in astonishment.

Hasn't the Triwizard Tournament stopped?And what about the supervisor?Why was this different from what he knew about the Triwizard Tournament?

"You don't know?" Tom looked at him with some surprise.

"Should I...should know?"

Tom seemed to think of something. He patted his forehead lightly: "Didn't you have a Triwizard Tournament when you were studying in France?"

"When I was in school, there was a time..." Harry spoke to him, "but I thought, it's different here."

"How could it be different? The Triwizard Tournament held every three years is jointly organized by the Ministry of Magic of the Three Kingdoms. How could it be different?"

How could it be the same.Harry looked down.

In the historical time he is familiar with, the Triwizard Tournament should have been suspended by now.

"Where will the next semester be held?"

"Hogwarts," Tom said, "Harry, be my advisor." Not a request, not an inquiry, but a direct request.

Tom knew that when dealing with Harry, he had to speak clearly.

"Why me?" Harry covered his expression, "Slughorn should be more willing." He didn't know what the so-called mentor of the Triwizard Tournament was, but he always felt that it was not suitable for him.

"However, I want you to be the advisor," Tom said. "The instructor of the Triwizard Tournament players will receive the same honor as the players. I hope you can get this honor."

Harry was silent.

"Professor Dumbledore was the advisor of the previous champion," Tom said. "After the player he was responsible for won the championship, he successfully entered the Wizengamot."

Of course, there is also the use of dragon blood discovered by Dumbledore. With these foundations, he guided a champion, which became his opportunity to enter the Wizengamot.

"The Wizengamot?" Thinking of the Wizengamot once controlled by Fudge, Harry felt a surge of disgust, "Let's talk about it."

Harry said softly.

Tom accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't mention the matter again.

Harry took the matter to heart, and went to Diagon Alley in the afternoon to check out books on the Triwizard Tournament.

The Triwizard Tournament has not been suspended. It is held here every three years, and the competition is planned by the Ministry of Magic from the beginning to the end. The principal and professors of the school cannot participate. In the previous summer vacation, except for the three principals of the host school, other professors were not allowed to stay in the school, so that the Ministry of Magic could rest and reorganize the school.

As for the players in the Triwizard Tournament, in addition to the requirement of being 16 years old and not having poor grades in the owl, there is also a requirement that they perform outstandingly in previous grades, at least not to have grades below a in the main subjects. After all, the Triwizard Tournament is very important and dangerous. People who have no self-protection ability are not suitable to participate in this competition.

And each contestant can invite a professor to be his advisor.

The instructor shares honors and rewards with the players. During the entire competition, this professor cannot touch everything about the Triwizard Tournament—of course, if you can find clues based on your own ability, that would be even better, wouldn't it?

Only one month or half a month before the competition, the professor can get the news from the Ministry of Magic, follow this reminder, and coach the players.

It has to be said that such arrangements and regulations are indeed much stricter than Harry's at that time. With the instructor and the ability restrictions of the contestants, although the number of applicants should be much less, at least in such a dangerous place Under the circumstances, it should be able to protect itself.

After all, the game is not as important as life. Before he was in the fourth grade, he was suspended for a long time because too many people died in the Triwizard Tournament.

Harry also discovered that during the game, if the player is in danger, the instructor can help him, but each time the instructor makes a shot, it cannot exceed 1 minute, and once the instructor makes a shot, the total score of the player in that game Two points will be deducted.

Harry looked at the book that recorded the historical schedule of the Triwizard Tournament, and found that almost every game, there would be an instructor to make a move.

After all, it is a dangerous competition. After all, the competition is only for children aged [-] and [-]. It is indeed reasonable to arrange an instructor.

At the same time, the advisor will be rewarded almost the same as the players, whether it is money or trophies.

It is a professor's honor to guide a Triwizard Tournament champion.

However, after getting a general understanding of the situation of the Triwizard Tournament held here, Harry probably understood a little bit. He thought that those who are capable of being a player instructor should not only be in their own strength, but it is best to have seen it many times. The professor of the Triwizard Tournament.

After all, such a professor is more able to plan and guide in combination with the previous competition process and competition content, rather than a half-baked guy like him who participated in the competition stupidly.

Tom directly asked him to be his supervisor, and it seemed that he knew that he was very sure that he would be selected.

Also, after all, he is now the most outstanding student at Hogwarts, having passed all A's in the owl exam, and is expected to get a full A in the seventh grade graduation exam again.

He is gentle and polite, noble and elegant, and is liked by almost all the teachers and students in Hogwarts.

And his ability cannot be ignored.

Even without the start, Tom knew he was going to be picked.

However, Harry didn't understand that even if Tom didn't like Dumbledore thinking that Dumbledore was always calculating him, or that Dumbledore couldn't really help him, it shouldn't be an invitation to him.

As his dean, Slughorn, as an old professor who has seen many games, should be more suitable as his first-choice advisor.

Even though the relationship between him and Tom is much better than before, according to Tom's own character, he should treat the Triwizard Tournament more cautiously.

After all, if he can win the championship this time, it will be very important to his future.

only……

Harry looked at the book in his hand while eating a cold drink.According to what he knew, Tom didn't seem to choose to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation, but chose to go elsewhere, and then, after he did something a little bit, after Voldemort's name began to appear in the wizarding world, he went back to find Dumbledore, applying for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position.

Harry sighed softly.

If it wasn't as expected, he probably wouldn't leave until Tom graduated, unless Hermione could find a way to get them back within a year.

In that case, it seems that Tom cannot apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts profession. It is said that Slughorn, who is said to have gained power after the Dark Lord, left his position in order not to get angry. In that case, Tom probably cannot apply for Hoag for this reason. Professor Watts.

In this case, the history he originally knew began to change.

All because of his meddling.

Harry felt that the number of times he sighed during this period was really the sum of his previous ten years of life.

Harry thought about it, and decided to put the matter aside for the time being.

There is still one year left before Tom graduates, maybe within this year, he has already left.

He put this matter down now, and he feels that he should solve another matter.

……

There was a moment of astonishment when Harry opened the door.

The two middle-aged men sat quietly on the sofa, busy with their own business, either reading the newspaper or concentrating on making their own desserts. Although they didn't speak, and although the room looked deserted, it made Harry feel a little nervous. It was an illusion, as if the two had actually been together for many years, and a warm atmosphere circulated between them. Even if they were silent, it would not embarrass Harry who suddenly opened the door and walked in.

Hearing the door open, Dumbledore looked up at Harry.

"Harry, you're just in time for afternoon tea." Dumbledore greeted him with a smile. He didn't blame the young man for making things up to him, nor did he angrily ask him why he wanted to meddle in his own life, he just Smile at Harry as always.

Harry looked at him carefully, that person seemed to be much more cheerful than before, Harry has always been a very sensitive person, although the person in front of him was still as gentle as ever, Harry could still see the difference.

"I just had ice cream," Harry said with a smile.

"Oh, I thought you'd like to bring me some." Dumbledore looked at Harry with some regret.

"I'll keep that in mind next time," said Harry.

"What's the matter?" Grindelwald put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Harry, and asked.

"Come find Albus." Harry looked at Grindelwald carelessly, they seemed to have talked about a lot of things, at least Harry could see that there was a gentle atmosphere between the two of them, although he I don't know what was said between the two of them.

"Harry," Albus closed the teacup in his hand and looked at Harry, "there's something I think I need to tell you."

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Gellert and I decided to have a duel according to our original agreed time."

Harry looked at him almost in shock.

"Duel?" Harry said in surprise.

"Look at you." Grindelwald looked at him without blinking, "You seem to know a little bit about our duel." It's not like being surprised by their duel, but more like thinking that they didn't know each other before. After the duel, they were surprised to get the news that they were still going to duel.

"It's true that I only know a little bit." Harry shrugged, he just knew the result at that time. "Albus," Harry looked at him, "you've decided?"

Albus nodded: "I've decided."

Harry looked at the two of them, and somehow seemed to understand something.

"Well then, if you decide to do so."

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