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The ceiling of the auditorium was magically revealed to the sky outside, and at that moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the faces of the visitors, and the students in the auditorium couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's Mad Eye Moody! Why is he here?"

Ron whispered.

A hideous face full of scars, a magic eye that keeps spinning up and down, left and right, as Ron said, is the mad-eyed Moody.

Ron and Harry weren't as surprised by his appearance as the other Hogwarts students had seen Moody over the summer, but they couldn't help but be surprised why he was here.

"Isn't it obvious? Of all the teaching positions, only the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is vacant. ”

Hermione explained, and her suspicions were quickly confirmed, only to hear Dumbledore say in a loud voice:

"Allow me to introduce the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Alastor Moody. ”

As with the previous introduction of Qiming, after Dumbledore's introduction, there was once again a cold scene in the Great Hall, and it seemed that all the students were stunned by Moody's hideous appearance, and only stared at him intently.

Qiming looked at Moody, he didn't know if this person was real or not, in the original plot, Alastor Moody was replaced by Barty Crouch Jr., and used the Transfiguration Potion Compound Potion to impersonate the former for a whole school year without being discovered, becoming a dark stake, which indirectly helped Voldemort to resurrect and give the Dark Lord a new life.

However, because of his joining, Qiming is no longer sure whether the plot will still go in the direction of the original book. However, if it weren't for Dumbledore's previous introduction to him, he might still have some interest in this Moody professor, but now, Qiming's whole mind is on the identity of the so-called "exchange student of the Chinese wizarding world".

"If I'm not mistaken, there are Chinese wizards in the world of "Harry Potter", especially the plot of this one, the Triwizard Tournament, the first game will appear Chinese magical creatures, Chinese fireball dragons, that is to say, my identity may indeed be specially arranged by the main god, but I always feel that there is some-"

"Boom!"

The auditorium instantly erupted in cheers, interrupting Qiming's thoughts.

Hermione said excitedly tugging at Qiming's sleeve,

"Qiming, Qiming, what are you thinking, Professor Dumbledore just said that Hogwarts is going to host the Triwizard Tournament this year!"

The auditorium was filled with excitement, and in such a noisy environment, Qiming had to refocus his attention on the present.

"Quiet!"

Professor McGonagall exclaimed, and the atmosphere in the auditorium finally subsided.

"Ahem,"

Dumbledore continued,

"Where did I just go?"

Triwizard Tournament...... Some of you don't know what this tournament is all about, so I hope those of you who know the situation will forgive me for explaining a little here, and I will allow their minds to wander away for a moment. ”

"The Triwizard Tournament was founded about seven hundred years ago and is a kind of friendship competition between the three largest schools of magic and magic in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. Each school selects a champion, and then three warriors compete in three magical projects. Held every five years, the Triwizard Tournament is hosted by the three schools in turn, and it is agreed that it is a great way for young wizards from different countries to forge friendships - but later, the death toll is so high that the Triwizard Tournament is interrupted. ”

"The death toll?" Hermione whispered, looking around in dismay. But most of the students in the auditorium weren't as nervous as she was, and many were excited. Harry was also anxious to hear the specifics of the Triwizard Tournament, and he wasn't interested in those who had died more than a hundred years ago.

"Over the centuries, people have tried to revive the tournament several times," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them have been successful. However, we, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic, believe that the time is ripe for another attempt. We've done a lot of work this summer to make sure every warrior doesn't put their lives in danger. ”

"In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will come with their carefully selected contenders, and the ceremony to select the champions will take place on Halloween. An impartial referee will decide which students are most qualified to compete for the Triumph Cup, win honours for their school, and personally receive a prize of 1,000 Galleons. ”

"I want to participate!"

Fred Weasley's voice came from afar across the long table, but he was doomed to disappointment.

Immediately, Dumbledore announced the restrictions on the competition,

"I know you're all eager to win the Triwizard Tournament trophy for Hogwarts,"

He said

However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for this year's contenders. Only students who are at least 17 years of age - that is, over 17 years of age - are allowed to enroll. And I myself will ensure that no student of my age will deceive our impartial referees into becoming Hogwarts warriors. ”

As his gaze swept over Fred and George's rebellious faces, his blue eyes gleamed meaningfully,

"Therefore, if you are under the age of seventeen, I ask you not to waste your time in making your application. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Qiming thinks that the white-bearded old man seems to be looking at Fred and George, and then glances in the direction where he is.

Finally, after Dumbledore announced the arrival dates of the other two participating schools, the banquet ended. The students stood up and flocked to the two open doors on one side of the auditorium and into the foyer.

George and Fred were left behind, still discussing how to crack the age limit Dumbledore's remarks, while Harry and Ron listened to their words, their eyes full of excitement.

Qiming and Hermione walked in front, and the girl said in a nasal voice,

"Hmph! The four of them are just working in vain, Professor Dumbledore must have set insurmountable limits, if you ignore them, go Qiming, come with me, and I'll take you to the Gryffindor common room. ”

After that, the girl directly grabbed Qiming's arm and pulled him forward, looking desperately trying to keep Qiming away from the four guys behind.

Qiming smiled helplessly, he knew what the girl was afraid of, it was nothing more than that he was afraid that he would be bewitched by the four of them to compete, after all, his age was definitely enough. He was also afraid that he would hurt the girl by his strength, so he had to let her drag her forward.

The two followed at the very end of the crowd and walked into the Gryffindor common room through a portrait of a fat woman guarding the door.

It is a cozy dome-shaped room filled with fluffy armchairs.

"The boys' dorm is over there. ”

Hermione pointed to the top of a spiral staircase in the common room, yawning as she could tell that the girl was very sleepy.

"Alright, let's go to bed. ”

Qiming waved his hand at the girl and said, it could be seen that the girl was really sleepy, and waved his hand at Qiming with sleepy eyes, and then went into the girls' lounge without looking back.

After seeing the girl disappear, Qiming followed the girl's guidance and walked into his boys' dormitory, it seemed that the school had arranged a room for him, and he easily found the bed that belonged to him. The bed is beautifully arranged in a European style, with four draperies and a crimson plush curtain hanging from the top.

The floor is carpeted with mahogany furniture, which looks warm and beautiful.

"Damn, if Lao Tzu's university dormitory can be half as good as here, Lao Tzu will have to stay in the first or second grade for anything. ”

Looking at the arrangement in the rest, Qiming secretly scolded himself.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon, Qiming's fellow dormitory people also returned, although he enjoyed special treatment when he was in the separate dormitory, but when he was in the dormitory, Qiming had no privileges, and Qiming found that his roommates were a group of first-grade kids.

Helplessly, Qiming followed the group of children without any common language, and did not read like when he stayed in the Burrow, but directly lay on the bed that belonged to him and fell asleep early.

In the middle of the night, when all the Hogwarts students had gone to sleep, the headmaster's room at Hogwarts was brightly lit.

Minerva McGonagall and Severus Snape stood quietly at the Chancellor's desk, and after a while, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but ask,

"Professor Dumbledore, what the hell is going on, kid?"

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he shook his head and said,

"I don't know, Minerva, it's a diplomatic note from the Chinese side out of the blue, declaring to us the identity of the child, and at the same time asking us to provide all possible assistance, which Fudge forwarded to me at five o'clock this evening. ”

As he spoke, he took out a letter-like document from the drawer of his desk, but it looked much more formal, with a large broken word written in English, and a large red seal at the bottom, because the ink was a little sticky, so the pattern of the seal was a little blurry, so that people could not see what it was, and could only vaguely see that it seemed to be a circle, half full of ink, half exposed on paper, and a vague circle of symbols around it.

Professor McGonagall looked up after reading it, and the content of the document was not much different from what Dumbledore said at the banquet, and she couldn't help but ask,

"Professor Dumbledore, what should we do with that kid? That kid is definitely not an ordinary person, the way he looked at me just now—"

"It's business as usual, Minerva, it's business as usual. ”

Dumbledore interrupted, his azure eyes gleaming with wisdom, and his eyes looked through the window into the pitch black sky in the distance.