In the blink of an eye, it was already the beginning of school, and Sherlock still used the shapeshifter to run directly to the outskirts of Hogwarts, and then chose to walk to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

If you rely too much on transportation, you won't be able to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

"I heard you had an accident two days ago while you were working on the spell, didn't you?"

Hearing the soft and ethereal girl's voice, Sherlock's originally serious heart seemed to melt at this moment.

"Luna." He saw Luna sitting next to a bench outside the campus in the neighboring corner, and it turned out that Sherlock had come to the road where Thestrals was pulling the carriage, and Luna seemed to be waiting for Thestrals to pull the carriage over.

"You haven't told me yet, but looking at your health now, it doesn't look like you've been hurt in any way, so I'll forgive you." The singing and singing in Luna's hand were reversed, Sherlock couldn't say it, maybe he was really worried about him, so he was careless, just wanted to use the magazine to cover her anxious and worried face, of course, it was also possible that Luna herself liked to watch the singing and singing backwards.

As for his girlfriend, Sherlock senses that sometimes Luna likes to do something like the fairy of the forest at the edge of the mythical sacred lake.

"I know you're worried about me...... I promise not next time. ”

Sherlock said and walked over, just at this time Thestrals pulled the carriage over, in fact, when he was on this road in the past, he always liked to walk over, because although this road is long, the scenery along the way is good, and every time Sherlock comes over, it is always early.

Luna's mother had an accident while developing spells, which led to accidental death, so Luna was also a little helpless about her boyfriend being the Prince of Spells, although she knew that spells were dangerous in the process of development, but it seemed that Sherlock had always been able to develop smoothly.

When Luna knew that Sherlock had also had a small accident, she instantly remembered the scene of her mother lying on the ground without life, and Luna couldn't express the fear in her heart.

Maybe she's really not suitable to express her inner emotions, even if she was caught and locked up by the Death Eaters in the original book, Luna wasn't too frightened, maybe she didn't think it was something to be afraid of, maybe she was really scared, but she didn't know how to behave, yelling, crying and making trouble, and she could still be free.

"The reason why I was able to see Thestrals was because I had seen death with my own eyes, and it was a very sad memory, because I saw it because of my mother, such an experience......"

Sherlock "promises that there will be no second ...... Boy Scout Guaranteed! ”

Luna smiled, "Are you still a child?" That's the most precious thing I've ever taken from you. ”

"After graduating from Hogwarts, I will announce our relationship to the public, I will go to many parts of this world with you, no one will restrict us, and we can also travel and live in the Muggle world for a while."

Luna: "And then, will you propose to me?" ”

"I should have made a statement on such a thing."

"You'll be graduating in two years, Sherlock, you're now a fifth-year senior, and I hope these two years will be safe and sound, and the wizarding world won't have any troubles."

"Even if it happens, don't be afraid, there is nothing in this world that can restrain your boyfriend."

Sherlock and Luna got into a Thestrals' carriage, they really arrived early, and even when they arrived at the entrance of the school, Professor Flitwick was alone there with the roster and watching the scattered students pass by.

"Oh...... Mr. Sherlock, you're here early, Luna, are you coming together? You're going to come early every time, Luna. ”

Flitwick is the dean of Ravenclaw House, although most of the people in Ravenclaw House don't get along well with Luna, but Flitwick thinks that Luna is the smartest girl, better than Hermione of Gryffindor, but unfortunately Hermione uses all her talent to study, but Luna is not, she only takes out a little, and the rest of the time, this girl is like a free field hare.

Luna's grades always seem to be in a state of qualification.

"Good morning, Professor Flitwick......"

Sherlock and Luna spoke in unison.

"Hurry inside, the school is going to be very busy today, there will be a lot of guests, and I can guarantee that it will be the most exciting year for you at Hogwarts." Flitwick was presumably talking about the Triwizard Tournament that would take place this year, and that it would be at Hogwarts.

And this year is indeed the most exciting year at Hogwarts.

Thinking about the news of Voldemort's return is so thrilling.

After arriving at the school, it took about another half an hour for the people to start to get more in, Luna and Sherlock separated, and she ran to the Ravenclaw side, while Sherlock was called away by Femias of Slytherin.

Following the crowd and entering the Great Hall, the Great Hall of Hogwarts was still so splendid and magnificent for a few months, and it was specially decorated for the banquet of the new school.

Hundreds of candles float above the table, illuminating golden plates and goblets.

The four long college tables were already filled with twittering students.

At the top of the auditorium there is a fifth table, where faculty members sit one by one, facing their students.

"It's really something to look forward to this semester when Triwizard Tournament is about to replace boring Quidditch, but unfortunately, my dad only told me about the tournament, and even he didn't get any definite information about the event." Lu Bo sat at the long table, holding his chin, and said boredly.

"Let Potter get away with it, I was going to make a fool of him at this year's Quidditch." Draco was like that, but in fact against Gryffindor, Slytherin had never won against Gryffindor since Harry had been enrolled.

So Draco's phrase is very watery.

There was confusion in Femia's blue pupils, "Is this still worth guessing, the triwizard competition in the past must have a maze project, this is counted as one, as for the remaining two, they are generally a slightly dangerous treasure hunting competition, in general, basically the whole process is a combination of these types." ”

Dandeni didn't seem to be interested in this, and Kirk explained that "each event type is similar to previous years, but the main thing is the danger of this, and there have been quite a few deaths in previous Triwizard Tournaments, and it seems that every Triwizard Tournament has killed people." ”

Sherlock nodded, yes, the Hufflepuff warrior who died in the original books.

"The Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this semester doesn't seem to have been decided, and the position in the teacher's seat is still vacant." Dandeni diverted the topic and said lazily, he thought that the warriors of Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament would definitely be Sherlock, and no one could take Sherlock's place and become the representative warrior of Hogwarts.

If Sherlock becomes a Warrior, then the Triwizard Tournament won't be much to look at.

If Sherlock does compete, then the championship will definitely go to Hogwarts, and the Triwizard Tournament will become a single-strength tournament rather boring, but it will be interesting if Sherlock fans watch how the idol heroically beats the level on it.

The young wizards waited for the headmaster to finish his speech and then start their meal, and when Dandeni brought the topic to who the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was, everyone was interested again, and it would be interesting to guess the new professor.

"It's a pity that Professor Lupin is gone, aside from the stammering Quirrell, the narcissistic Lockhart, Professor Lupin is indeed the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher I've ever met, a professor who brings practical operations into the classroom, it's hard not to like him." Femia sighed.

Sherlock's gaze swept across the faculty seat, and in the middle of the table sat the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore.

His flowing silver-white hair and beard glistened in the candlelight, and his sumptuous dark green robe was embroidered with stars and moons.

The fingertips of Dumbledore's two slender hands touched together, his chin resting on top of them, and his eyes looked at the ceiling above through the half-moon lenses, as if in deep thought.

Triwizard Tournament, according to the original book Dumbledore and the other headmasters and the Ministry of Magic, only students who are seventeen years old or older can participate, Harry can participate because Barty Jr. is playing tricks in it, and the contestants are generated through the Goblet of Fire, but I don't know what the principle is, whether the Goblet of Fire can be cast with a Confusion Charm.

Harry's name was thrown in, but if Sherlock's name was also put in, then he would have been chosen as well, and Harry would have been sent out, flaming......

While Sherlock pondered whether he wanted to participate or not, he had already begun to carry out the sorting ceremony for the freshmen, and when he looked at the nervous freshmen, Sherlock simply decided not to participate this time, the Triwizard Tournament really didn't arouse his interest.

Anyway, Voldemort is going to return, Harry is an important pawn in this, and Sherlock doesn't want to be led by the nose in it.

The sorting ceremony went on very quickly, in just over ten minutes, the freshmen of this class had completed their admission to the college, and most of the new Slytherin students were carefully seated at the long table, with a respectful and restrained attitude towards the seniors of this house, and the new students who entered the house.

Sherlock smiled at them, and these new snakes immediately became excited, because Sherlock's reputation in Slytherin House was not as bad as before, at least there would be no freshmen worried about being sorted into Slytherin.

There are a lot of freshmen who want to be assigned to Slytherin because there is the Prince of Spells.

After a brief mealtime, Albus Dumbledore stood up again. The humming of the hall suddenly stopped, and only the beating of the wind and heavy rain could be heard.

"That's it!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "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." ”

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. ”

"I'd also like to regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year, oh...... And Murphylo is not going to be held today, for which I can only express my deep regret, Mr. Sherlock. ”

Dumbledore smiled at Sherlock and apologized, and Sherlock nodded in response.

The students erupted in wails for a while.

"How can this be, I still want to participate in this year's Murphyro ......" Draco was angry at Dumbledore's decision, screaming there.

Compared to the uproar in the other houses, Slytherin's silence was clearly more confident, and for purebloods, it was not a secret at all.

But Murphyro was also canceled, which was really unexpected, and the most disappointing were the freshmen.

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 can all have a lot of fun with it. It is my great pleasure to announce that this year's ...... at Hogwarts

Just then, there was a deafening thunderclap, and the door to the auditorium slammed open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black travel cloak.

Everyone in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the stranger, and suddenly a fork of lightning struck the ceiling.

Sherlock looked strangely over the figure, his face with affirmative conviction.

"Mad-Eye Moody, how did he come to Hogwarts, is there something about an Auror coming to school at this time?" Femia's tone was tinged with surprise.

"Aurors? Are you sure he's an Auror? Sarina asked from the side.

"Well, my father once introduced him at a banquet, and his appearance is usually hard to remember the first time I see him, so I still remember it vividly." Femia nodded.

"As far as I guess, the other party should be our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!" Sherlock is fairly sure.

Most of the people in Slytherin have an MMP expression, especially Dandney, "Hell, more than half of our family was captured by him." ”

Sherlock glanced at Dandney, "Then he's the sworn enemy of your Lestrange family." ”

The stranger walked over to Dumbledore.

He stretched out a hand, which was as scarred as his face.

Dumbledore shook his hand and whispered something that no one could hear.

He seemed to be asking the stranger about something, and the stranger shook his head without a smile and replied in a low voice.

Dumbledore nodded, motioning for the man to sit in an empty seat to his right.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher." Dumbledore happily broke the silence, "Professor Moody. ”

"Interesting." Sherlock chuckled, "This guy is interesting. ”

The little snakes around Sherlock were all a little baffled.

I don't understand why this Moody piqued Sherlock's interest, but the truth is known only to Sherlock himself.

Normally, when a new teacher arrives, everyone applauds, but now there is no teacher or student applauding except for Dumbledore and Hagrid.

Dumbledore and Hagrid slapped their hands a few times, and when they noticed that the applause was lonely echoing in the silent Great Hall, they lowered their hands in amusement.

Moody glanced coldly at the silent students around him, as he slowly crossed the crowd and converged on Sherlock, his turning prosthetic eye staring at Sherlock mechanically, and the other eye with a deep inquiry.

He was indeed an impostor, even Dumbledore didn't see it, and when he infiltrated Hogwarts, Barty knew that there were two people in this school that he should not provoke casually, one was Dumbledore, and the other was Sherlock, who was about to become his student.

He had met his weak master, and he was very sure that Sherlock, the prince of spells with extraordinary strength and transcendent talent, would definitely stand in their side.

Thinking that if the Prince of Spells also joined the dark camp in the future, then who else in the wizarding world would dare to oppose them, little Barty always believed in the master's words, so now looking at Sherlock's appearance, he also felt very handsome and beautiful.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"As I said." "In the coming months, we will be proud to host a wonderful event that has not been held for more than a century, and I am pleased to report that Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year," he said, smiling at the many students in front of him. ”