"Malcolm Bardock!"

"Slytherin!"

"Eleanor Branstone!"

"Hufflepuff!"

One first-year student after another was assigned to the house they were supposed to go to, and the freshmen, with varying degrees of fear and panic on their faces, walked to the three-legged stool one by one, for fear of being assigned to a house they didn't like. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The line was slowly dwindling, and by the end of the list, Professor McGonagall had finished reading the names on the list.

Professor Dumbledore stood up at this point. He looked at all his classmates with a smile and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

"I have only two words to say to you," he said, his voice echoing through the Great Hall, "Eat!"

The students began to feast, and the new students who came to Hogwarts for the first time were quite shocked, but their appetite prevailed more than the shock, and they were better at making dishes and more delicious than their parents, or the house-elves whose job was cooking.

The rain was still pounding heavily on the high, dark windows. Another thunderclap rang out, making the glass windows rattle, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the gloomy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate, the first remaining dish of food on the plate vanished, and in the blink of an eye it was filled with desserts.

"Alright!" said Dumbledore, looking at everyone with a smile, "Now that we've all eaten and drunk, I must ask for everyone's attention again, and I'm going to make a few announcements." ”

"Mr. Filch, the janitor, wants me to tell you that this year there are a few more items that are forbidden in the castle, which are screaming balls, toothed saucers, and combo darts. The whole list of about four hundred and thirty-seven items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those interested can check it out. ”

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times.

He continued: "As before, I would like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the field is not accessible to students, and Hogsmeade Village is not allowed to be visited by students below the third grade. ”

"It is my regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year. ”

Many of the students in several houses looked at their headmaster in a daze, their brains still unable to accept this reality, was there any taboo in Quidditch matches, and why did it stop? This is the question in their minds.

Dumbledore continued, "This is because a big event will start in October and will continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of the teachers' time and energy - but I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun with it. It is my great pleasure to announce that this year at Hogwarts - in the coming months we will be honoured to host a wonderful event that has not been held for more than a century. I'm pleased to report that Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year. ”

"You're kidding!" Fred Weasley exclaimed, the successive blows made him a little dizzy, and the shock of the news made him lose his mind a little, and George, as Dumbledore had just announced that many of the contraband was produced by their men.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Weasley," he said, "and if you're going to hear a joke, I've got a pretty good one." The old man seemed to have forgotten his business again, and was ready to tell jokes that were not funny in public.

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly, deliberately interrupting what Dumbledore was about to say.

Malfoy just watched the old man's deliberate antics as if it would make him more amiable in the minds of the students, a way to close the distance, but the old man was not so confused at other times.

Soon, Dumbledore took on a serious tone, his piercing eyes scanning the student before he began to explain.

“…… But later, the death toll was so high that the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted. ”

"Death?" began to tremble at the sight of the word "death?" many of the younger students, especially the first-graders. They can't imagine that they will encounter this kind of thing on their first day at school, they are only here to attend classes, not to die.

They were so nervous that they didn't even listen carefully to the rules.

In contrast, the senior students are gearing up, eager to try, and excitedly exchanging heads.

"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. ”

Many of the students' eyes lit up, they had no interest in those who died more than a hundred years ago, and the generous bonuses made them somewhat incapable of thinking.

"Merlin's beard! How many years does Daddy have to work, that's a thousand gold Galleons!" Ron said in amazement.

"I know you're all eager to win Triwizard trophies for Hogwarts," he said, "but the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed at the beginning that there would be an age limit for this year's contenders. Only students who are at least seventeen years of age - that is, over seventeen years of age - are allowed to register for consideration. We feel. ”

The Weasley twins suddenly became furious.

"It's not a sensible rule, some wizards who are extraordinarily gifted, or who work hard, already have considerable magical attainments before the age of 17. Dumbledore coughed lightly, glanced in a certain direction from the audience, and then opened his arms and pressed his hands down to shut up the Weasley brothers.

"But most of the students are still ordinary, and following this general rule, the older they are, the stronger they are. ”

"Can we compete then!" Hermione was startled as Ron beside her suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, his eyes red and he looked excited.

"The list of Champion candidates who have not yet been selected will be swallowed by the Goblet of Fire, and then screened with its unique magic. Dumbledore said, "So I'll cast a spell around the Goblet of Fire to discourage the less powerful students, and the students who can break through the limits I've set will be eligible for the Goblet of Fire." ”

"In addition, I have news to announce that I would like to introduce you to two new faculty members. Dumbledore decided to change the subject.

The students looked listless at this point, and after the intense stimulation, the new teacher had become attractive to them.

"This is your new Magical Beasts Protection teacher, Professor Graplan, and you've been together for a while last semester. ”

At this moment an elderly witch stood up from the teacher's seat and nodded, her gray hair cut short, and her chin was very prominent, not very good-looking, but her kind personality could still be felt.

As a result, there was only a sparse round of applause in the auditorium.

"Then there's the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Mr. Alastor Moody. ”

"Again, you should be familiar enough with him, having come to Hogwarts last semester as an Auror to help us. Dumbledore said with a smile.