The Little Superman of Hogwarts

After boarding the train, Keli didn't encounter anything too surprising.

The Ministry of Magic's bunch of idiots finally realized that Dementors were a big problem, and they had recalled all of them. Therefore, there weren't any annoying creatures on the train like last school year.

On today's train, everyone was discussing the explosion at the Quidditch World Cup, which was being called the 'World Cup Bombing'.

This was the most terrifying incident the Ministry of Magic had seen in recent years. The last event with such a significant impact could be traced back to the Wizard and Goblin Wars of the 19th century, when the goblin Ragnuk the First and his followers caused significant harm to humans, resulting in hundreds of deaths. Such events occurred frequently at that time.

The entire wizarding world was shocked by the bombing, and the impact was far-reaching.

Faintly, different voices could be heard from different compartments. Keli carefully listened to the conversations of these students. The general idea was that there was no safer place in the world than Hogwarts, and even if the whole world was at war, the school would be spared.

【Do you think Hogwarts can escape unscathed?】 Hermione asked Keli and Ginny through the magic ring. The magic ring was a large-scale magic they had completed last school year.

This complex magic array could share 2% of each other's magic power, and more importantly, they could complete telepathic communication. Moreover, during the process of splicing the magic ring, they also obtained a very unexpected ability: all three of Keli became Parselmouths.

【In a sense, that's true!】 Keli explained: "Do you remember when the spider monsters attacked the castle? I once used magic to summon the power guarding the castle. According to my estimation, the amount of power directly guarding the castle exceeds 2 billion 'magic power points'!"

"This magic all comes from the joint efforts of all the teachers and students of Hogwarts over the past centuries!"

"When you practice magic and spells, you unconsciously leave these magical elements in the castle. After reaching a certain sequence, each school's headmaster will guide it into a guardian spell."

"If you were to find a second place on this planet with such a strong concentration of magic power, it would be very difficult. So, in ancient legends, it is true that Hogwarts is an absolutely safe place."

Keli thought for a moment and continued to add: "But there can't be an absolutely safe place in the world. You also know that many people have actually died at Hogwarts. Although some of them have become ghosts, which is equivalent to living in another way, they have lost their true lives after all!"

Ginny didn't speak for a long time after hearing this, and then suddenly she asked: "Do you remember Malfoy's little follower? According to this theory, wouldn't he also be living in Hogwarts in the form of a soul?"

Keli thought for a moment and said: "A very interesting guess. Why don't we find a chance to go to his remains and see if a ghost has formed?"

"If a ghost has formed, what should we do?" Hermione asked.

"Perhaps we can let him continue to be Malfoy's little follower, haha..." Keli laughed, and finally Hermione and Ginny also laughed.

Letting a ghost be Malfoy's little follower, I don't know if Malfoy would have nightmares when he goes to sleep at night.

Anyway, this idea is quite exciting!

Halfway through, Cedric quietly came to Keli's compartment. His presence was refreshing.

Cedric's complexion had turned bronze, and the muscles on his body had begun to bulge, giving him the appearance of a strong young man.

"Young man, your training is going well!" Hermione teased.

"Thank you! But don't let Cho Chang hear that!" Cedric responded.

Keli carefully observed Cedric's training results during this summer vacation, and the effect was very obvious.

He didn't run into him during the Quidditch World Cup, probably because the distance was a bit far.

Keli used his clairvoyance to carefully observe the muscle lines and bone thickness on Cedric's body. He came to the conclusion that this guy had trained well this summer!

As a wizard, the most important thing is to develop a fast enough reaction ability, and the prerequisite for having a super-fast reaction ability is that the body must be strong enough. Only with this prerequisite can a large amount of magical training be carried out to achieve better results.

Now, only Keli's closest people can enter the Room of Requirement. Now Keli is considering whether to add more people, and perhaps Cedric is a good candidate!

Just as Keli was thinking, Cedric moved closer to Keli and asked softly: "When we left school at the end of the term, you once told me that continuing to train might have unexpected gains and be very beneficial to me. Now it's about time to tell me what this benefit is, right?"

"The Triwizard Tournament, I think you should know about it?" Keli said.

"Of course!" Cedric nodded vigorously, indicating that he fully understood.

"According to the schedule, we will officially start this competition after Halloween! This time, the competition will be held at Hogwarts!

Only the chosen champions can participate in this competition, so Cedric, I let you complete this training in order to further your chances of winning. As long as you participate in this competition, I guarantee you will win!"

【Of course, you still have to say that classic line, I'm your grandpa!】 Keli silently recited in his heart.

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When all the wizards arrived at Hogwarts, it was dark, just like any other time.

As usual, the first-year students crossed the Black Lake by boat to reach the castle.

The upperclassmen took unmanned carriages to the castle. Of course, the three of Keli had already killed people, so in their opinion, these unmanned carriages were not really unmanned.

Each carriage was equipped with a Thestral. These magical creatures came in all sizes, heights, and weights, which was one of Hagrid's usual tasks to raise.

After arriving at the castle, the upperclassmen first returned to their dormitories to pack their luggage, and then everyone came to the Great Hall to wait for the first-year wizards.

The order was not much different from previous years. When it came to the Sorting Hat segment, the ugly and old Sorting Hat once again sang a completely new sorting song. It should be said that this was the highest level Sorting Hat song that Keli had heard in the past four years.

Then a large group of first-year freshmen came. Keli noticed that this year's freshmen were slightly fewer than usual, about 10 people less.

Although the number of freshmen in this class is small, their average magic power is probably the best in recent years. However, I regret to say that Corley didn't find anyone particularly outstanding among them. In short, this is a group of relatively good, but not exceptionally talented, ordinary wizards.

The Sorting Ceremony was uneventful...

After the Sorting Ceremony ended, a terrifying figure with a limp and an eye patch appeared outside the hall.

It was Mad-Eye Moody—this man stood at the door, leaning on a long cane, wrapped in a black traveling cloak.

The people in the hall turned to look at the stranger. Suddenly, a forked lightning bolt flashed across the ceiling, illuminating the stranger.

He took off his hood, revealing a head of long, gray-white hair, and began to walk towards the faculty table.

Thump, thump, each step he took echoed hollowly in the hall. He walked straight to the end of the head table, turned right, and limped towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stood up and exchanged glances with Moody, exchanging a few pleasantries. Dumbledore walked to the front and said to all the students below the stage.

"Allow me to introduce to you your new teacher for this semester, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!" Dumbledore pointed his finger at the man who had just entered.

"He is Professor Moody!" Dumbledore raised his hands, signaling the students to welcome him.

Usually, at this time, all the students would erupt in enthusiastic applause, regardless of whether the teacher was good or bad. They would definitely be welcomed on their first day at the school! But this principle seemed to be broken the moment Moody appeared...

The scene suddenly became a little cold. Except for Corley, no one applauded!

Corley's lonely applause echoed in the hall, making the scene extremely awkward.

Hermione, Ginny, and the other Gryffindors near Corley immediately realized they had made a big mistake and quickly started to applaud. Then the people from the other houses came back to their senses and followed suit. It wasn't until a minute later that the delayed applause gradually rang out.

"Interesting child!" Mad-Eye Moody looked at Corley with his intact eye, as if trying to see through him.

Dumbledore didn't say anything more, even after the dinner ended.

As Corley walked out of the hall, he muttered to himself...

"What's going on? Why hasn't anyone mentioned the Triwizard Tournament?" Ginny asked—through the magic ring, she had been paying close attention to the Triwizard Tournament.

Moreover, the three of them had already done a lot of preparation during the summer vacation, but according to the plan, it should have been announced today, but no one has mentioned it so far.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's probably because of the Quidditch World Cup bombing. The people in the Ministry of Magic are now considering whether to cancel the Triwizard Tournament!" Hermione said.

"I think Hermione's guess is right. I can't think of any other explanation!" Corley said in his heart.

"However, I think our event should proceed as normal, because Minister of Magic Fudge wants to create a state of peace and prosperity. Holding these sporting events is a good way to show off his abilities!" Corley explained as he left the hall.

Thus, the first lesson of the fourth year began!

Today's opening ceremony, whether in form or content, seemed very boring, completely incomparable to the first time he participated.

The students of each year had already been led back to their dormitories by the prefects, and then, at this moment, an urgent message suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

"Return to the Great Hall, we have a happy announcement for you!" Dumbledore's voice.

All the students seemed to have been pressed the rewind button, and they began to walk back into the hall.

After most of the students returned to the hall, Dumbledore stood on the stage, looking excited. He used a voice amplification spell, holding his wand to his chin and said: "Centuries ago, when the wizarding civilization was not as developed as it is now, in order to prove the courage of the students, we and two other schools would hold a competition. Who knows what competition it is—that's right, it's the Triwizard Tournament!"

"The Triwizard Tournament hasn't been held for nearly two centuries. It will be the grandest event between three wizarding schools in the last 100 years!"

"To prepare for this competition, all the teachers and students will spend a lot of energy, so there will be no Quidditch school competitions this academic year!"

When Dumbledore said this, the students of that school sighed.

"The Triwizard Tournament was founded about seven hundred years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe.

The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang.

Each school selects a champion, and then the three champions compete in three magical events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, with the three schools taking turns hosting. It is generally believed that this is an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to build friendships—but later, the number of deaths was too high, and the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore deliberately paused for a while. He wanted the students to digest this news. The younger wizards were shocked and fearful of this news. What kind of competition would cause so many deaths?

"For centuries, people have tried several times to restore the tournament," Dumbledore continued, "but none have been successful. However, our Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and Department of Magical Games and Sports believe that the time is ripe to try again. We have done a lot of work this summer to ensure that every champion will not face life-threatening dangers.

"In October, the headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors to come, and the ceremony to select the champions will be held on Halloween. An impartial judge will decide which students are most qualified to compete for the Triwizard Cup and win honor for their school, and the individual will also receive a prize of one thousand Galleons."

The previous words did not cause much of a stir, but the last phrase, 1000 Galleons, suddenly ignited the entire audience like a rocket!

The students were talking about it, and at this time, Hermione, Corley, and Ginny were also gossiping like crazy, wondering why Dumbledore had decided to restart it after deciding to postpone it.