How is this possible?!

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As soon as he looked up, he could see Moody standing across from Dumbledore, the two of them whispering something.

However, on the map of the living spots, only Dumbledore can be seen, with only a small black dot of ink on the opposite side of his name.

The Living Point Map is no longer useful, and this is the first time that Evan has encountered such a situation.

The guy pretending to be Mad Eye Moody, his name is not to be labeled.

From the perspective of "the magic of name", that person must have cast a spell on his name.

Just like Voldemort did, whenever someone says his name, its location is perceived.

And the magic used by this guy is to make his name not be tracked or marked by any magic.

Using this magic on a name is something only the most evil and powerful dark wizard would do.

This requires a lot of magic and harsh spell casting conditions, and Mad Eye Moody certainly wouldn't use this kind of dark magic.

If it is Barty Crouch Jr. who is impersonating him now, then Barty Jr.'s strength is completely beyond Evan expected.

He never thought that the other party's strength would be so strong.

Ai Wen put away the map of the living point, and the sudden change made him have a bad premonition in his heart.

This guy is so weird, he has a faint aura of danger about him.

Evan began to wonder if there would be unpredictable changes in his plan according to the original plot.

His mind was chaotic, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

However, since the other party has infiltrated the school, he should not act rashly until he finds an opportunity to take Harry out.

He will definitely follow the original plot and make a move at the last moment of the Goblet of Fire.

There was still time, and Evan finally decided to find a chance to test the other party first.

When the time comes, decide whether to act or go with the flow based on the results of the temptation.

In the teacher's seat, Dumbledore didn't seem to expect that the Mad-Eye man across from him would be a fake.

They whispered a few words, and then Dumbledore motioned for him to reach an empty seat to his right.

Moody sat down and shook his head.

He shook his long gray hair away from his face, then pulled a plate of sausages over his mutilated nose and sniffed it.

Then he took a knife from his pocket, poked it through one end of a sausage, and ate it.

His normal eyes were staring at the sausage, but the blue eye was still spinning around in its sockets.

Looking at the auditorium and the classmates, he lingered on Evan for a long time.

"Guys, may I introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Dumbledore happily broke the silence and said to the stunned young wizards, "Welcome Professor Moody." ”

Under normal circumstances, when a new teacher meets everyone, everyone applauds and welcomes them.

But now, apart from Dumbledore and Hagrid, not a single teacher or student applauded.

Evan thought for a moment, then clapped his hands, their applause echoing in the silent auditorium.

Hearing the applause, Moody looked up, and the real and fake blue eyes all fell on Evan this time.

His crippled nose moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Aven, Dumbledore, and Hagrid slapped their hands a few times, then lowered their hands in amusement.

None of the others spoke, all of them seemingly stunned by Moody's strange appearance, and stared at him intently.

"Ron, do you remember?" said Harry, in a low voice, "this mad-eyed Moody is the one your dad went to help this morning!"

"It's definitely him. Ron whispered in fear, "The best Auror in the Ministry of Magic." ”

"What's wrong with him?" asked Hermione, in a low voice, "what's going on with his face?"

"I don't know, but it looks amazing. Ron replied quietly, looking at Moody in fascination.

Moody seemed indifferent to everyone's cold reaction, and after looking at Evan for a moment, he resumed eating.

Ignoring the large jar of pumpkin juice in front of him, he reached into his travel cloak, pulled out a curved bottle, and took a big sip.

When he raised his arm to drink, the cloak he dragged on the ground was pulled up a few inches.

You can clearly see a few inches of carved wooden prosthetic legs under the table, and a claw-shaped foot underneath.

"Alright, let's get back to the topic!" Dumbledore cleared his throat and smiled at the crowd of students in front of him, even though they were still staring blankly at Mad-Eye Moody, "In the next few months of the year, we will be honored to host a wonderful event that has not been held in more than a century. I'm pleased to report that Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year. ”

"Oh my God, I heard you right!"

"You're kidding!"

The tension that had been hanging over the auditorium since Moody's entered the door was shattered at once.

Almost everyone laughed out loud, and Blído chuckled appreciatively.

Students born into wizarding families are more or less aware of the Triwizard Tournament, and this is reflected in the stories they have heard since childhood.

For the little wizard in school, this is the highest honor.

The Muggle-born students were also hurriedly inquiring, and after learning what the Triwizard Tournament was all about, they also exclaimed and talked excitedly.

"Yes, some of you don't know what this tournament is all about, so I hope those in the know will forgive me for explaining a little here, and I'll allow their minds to wander away for a moment. Dumbledore smiled and said, "As we all know, Triwizard Tournament is a kind of friendship competition between Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrand, the three largest schools of magic and wizardry in Europe, it is a very good platform to showcase and help young wizards from different countries to build friendships, which has become a tradition in the past, but later, the death toll was so high that the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted. ”

"The number of deaths?" Hermione whispered, looking at Dumbledore in dismay, "The book doesn't say that......"

But most of the students in the auditorium weren't as nervous as she was, and many were excited.

Everyone was anxious to hear the specifics of the Triwizard Tournament and seemed uninterested in those who died hundreds of years ago.

"There have been several attempts to revive the tournament over the centuries," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them have been successful, but 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. It's going to be a great honor for individuals, colleges, and schools, and I want you to know that. (To be continued.) )