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According to general practice, new professors who join every year will be welcomed by everyone with applause. Even Lupine, who looked downcast and seriously ill last year, received some applause, but now, except for Principal Dumbledore and Hagrid, no one Applause, even Professor McGonagall just clapped her hands very lightly twice symbolically, and ended her applause without any sound coming out, let alone the others, the huge auditorium was almost dead silent, Headmaster Dumbledore and Hagrid patted each other a few times, and seemed to find that their applause reverberated in the silent auditorium, which made the welcome look even more lonely and pitiful, so they put down their hands knowingly.

The professors kept their eyes on him, but the students in the auditorium were all shocked by the scary and weird appearance of this year's new professor. They stared at Moody intently, and occasionally they even looked at their friends.

After a while, deliberately lowered rustling sounds were heard from the four long tables. Although the Gryffindor students looked a little scared, after some discussions, they finally knew that the new professor With the glorious past, more interested expressions appeared on his face.

Compared with the other three houses, the students in Slytherin House are very quiet, and they don't need the introduction of Headmaster Dumbledore. The moment this scary man walked into the auditorium, all the students in Slytherin turned pale. It became pale, and some timid ones even trembled.

Sylvia sat at the head of the Slytherin table with a calm expression.

This old man is not an easy person to get along with... As an Auror when he was young, he basically captured half of the cells in Azkaban, and he specially arrested...

"Moody?" Harry whispered to Ron, "Mad-Eyes Moody? The man your dad went to help this morning?" Mr. Weasley was supposed to take them to the train station this morning, but Mr. A burning head suddenly appeared from the fireplace in the mansion, and Mr. Weasley was hurriedly called away. It should be what happened to this person.

"Yeah, that's him," Ron whispered fearfully.

"Alastor Moody," Hermione lowered her voice, but she could still hear her feeling of extreme surprise, "he used to be an Auror, a very powerful Auror, who specialized in arresting dark wizards... But is it suitable for him to teach?"

"What does this mean? Wouldn't it be nice for a very powerful Auror to be a professor?" Harry's eyes lit up when he heard Auror.

"It's not bad, but..."

"After Moody got old and retired, he became suspicious and weird. He didn't believe anyone, and everyone thought he was a dark wizard. In other words, he got *blocked keyword* paranoia." Hearing Hermione hem and haw Not knowing what to say, Camille, who was sitting next to Harry and the others, interrupted her and took up the topic.

"It's just..." Camille frowned as she said, sharp ferocity flashed through her golden eyes, and no one noticed, "Now everyone understands that the so-called black magic is not necessarily bad, I hope Headmaster Dumbledore, I explained this to Mr. Moody before letting him come to Hogwarts."

Hearing what Camille said, Hermione immediately came to her senses and looked worriedly at the Slytherin long table. There was still a dead silence there, and many students had pale faces and slightly frowned. It seemed that they didn't care much about the new professor. Not very satisfied - Pansy also quietly did not chat with Malfoy or other students sitting beside him, and quietly watched Principal Dumbledore sitting on the professor's seat.

The indifference of everyone's reaction did not affect Moody. Instead of touching the large pitcher of pumpkin juice or red wine on the table in front of him, he reached into his traveling cloak and took out a silver curved flask. Take a swig.

At this time Dumbledore cleared his throat, and the auditorium became quiet again, "Now we have two good news, one is the joining of the new professor, and the other... as I said just now," he said with a smile Looking at the crowd of students before him, "Over the next few months we will be honored to host a very exciting event that has not been held in over a century. It is now my pleasure to tell you , the 'Triwizard Tournament' will be held at Hogwarts this year!"

"You're kidding!" Fred Weasley said loudly, looking very abrupt in the quiet auditorium, but the tense atmosphere that had been hanging over the auditorium since Moody entered the door was suddenly broken, and almost everyone Laughed out loud.

Instead of being angry, Dumbledore smiled appreciatively, "I'm not joking, Mr. Weasley."

"The Triwizard Tournament, well, I guess some of you don't know what the hell the Triwizard Tournament is all about, so I hope those in the know will forgive me for explaining the event a little bit here."

"The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 years ago. It is a friendly competition among the three largest wizarding schools in Europe, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Each school selects a Warriors, and then the three warriors need to compete in three magic items under the witness of everyone. A long time ago, the Triwizard Tournament was held every five years, and the three schools took turns hosting it. Everyone agreed that it was a competition between young wizards from different countries A great way to build friendships—but then the Triwizard Tournament was discontinued because the death toll was too high."

"Death toll?" Hermione whispered in surprise, but most of the students in the auditorium were not as nervous as she was, and many whispered excitedly.Apart from Hermione, only Camille was frowning on the Gryffindor long table, and the other little wizards didn't seem to be in this highly dangerous 'friendship match' at all.

"Over the centuries, people have tried several times to restore the Tournament, but none of them succeeded." Dumbledore continued amidst the din of the students, and everyone soon fell silent again, with countless shining eyes staring at him, "However, Our Department of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Sports in the Ministry of Magic believes that the time is ripe to try again, so a lot of work and efforts have been put in by Ministry staff and school professors this summer to ensure that the competition Every warrior here will not be in danger of life."

"In October, the two principals of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors. The ceremony to select the three school warriors will be held on Halloween. At that time, an absolutely impartial referee will decide Which three students are the most qualified to participate in the hegemony competition. The winning warrior can not only win honor for his school, but also personally get a bonus of one thousand gold Galleons."

"I want to participate!" As soon as Principal Dumbledore's final 'bonus' finished, Fred lowered his voice and said to the people around him, his face flushed with excitement.

However, it seems that Fred is not the only one who fantasizes about becoming the representative warrior of Hogwarts. Loud voices erupted from the four long tables, and they frantically *blocked keywords* stared at Dumbledore, Or excitedly whispering to their neighbors, even at the long Slytherin table that always abides by etiquette, there are many students with sparkles in their eyes, turning their heads to get together with their friends, and whispering wearing something.

"I know you are all eager to win the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts," Dumbledore raised his hand and suppressed it, and he continued after the auditorium became quiet again, "but because of the previous The death rate is too high. All participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that we need to set an age limit for students participating in the competition this year. Some sixth-year students can sign up...we think!" Dumbledore had to raise the volume to silence the angry protest voices after hearing the bad news (such as the Weasley twins now showing angry eyes shouted, and almost jumped on the table), "We agree that this measure is necessary, because the competition is still difficult and dangerous, no matter how much effort we have made and how many precautions we have taken The dangers of the project itself are still beyond the reach of students under the sixth and seventh grades.”

"For everyone's safety, I will personally guarantee that no student under the age will try to deceive our fair referee and become a Hogwarts warrior." Dumbledore glanced at the rebellious faces of Fred and George , with a meaningful gleam in his blue eyes, "Therefore, if you are under the age of 17 by then, I ask you not to waste your time applying."

After talking about the serious topic, Dumbledore laughed again, "The delegation of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of this school year with us. This is a A great opportunity to meet excellent students from other fine wizarding schools and I hope that you will be warm and friendly when our foreign guests stay here and that you will support wholeheartedly when the Hogwarts warriors are finally chosen He or she! Well, it's getting late now, so that you can walk into class tomorrow morning refreshed and clear-headed, let's go to bed as soon as possible!"

"They can't do that!" George said angrily, the Weasley twins didn't follow the crowd to the door, but stood at the Gryffindor table angrily staring at the professor who was talking to other professors Headmaster Dumbledore, "We'll be 17 early next year! Just a few months away! Why don't you let us try!"

"They can't stop me from signing up," Fred nodded stubbornly. "If I win, it will be a thousand galleons! How many things can be done! And the competition sounds very exciting!"

"Yeah," Ron said with a trance-like expression on his face, smiling ecstatically, obviously imagining how he would win, "Yeah, a thousand Galleons..."

"Sister, are you going back to your hometown to participate?" Hermione looked worriedly at Camille who was about to stand up, "There were so many people in the *blocked keyword*..."

"Camille must also sign up!" The twins approached enthusiastically.

"We don't participate!" Sylvia's voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look. Sylvia smiled and walked towards them through several leaving students, "Right, Cam?"

"Well, not interested." Camille nodded, and her uninterested look scared the others.

"Eh?! But it's a competition! Isn't it interesting?! There must be a lot of magic duels, Camille, don't you like this kind of fighting activity?" Fred asked in surprise.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what Principal Dumbledore said, 'compete under the witness of everyone'?!" Camille said in a bad tone.

"Oh, don't be so fierce~" Sylvia leaned over with a smile, took Camille's arm with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to her cheek to gently rub Camille's face, poking Pushing up the corners of her mouth on both sides, she gave Camille a very reluctant and weird smile, "Cam really likes this kind of activity, cough... competition, but if it's like being put in a fighting beast In the middle of the arena, there are a bunch of yelling spectators next to it... Oh, I always feel that this level will drop immediately, don’t you? But after watching the monkey show for people, if you win, you can get a little bonus Take it, can you think about it? Let’s forget about it. Representatives will be selected at the end of October, and the competition is estimated to take place in November or even next year. It’s winter, and I’d better get together with the warm Cam.”