The door had opened, and a wizard with a black cloak and a long cane stood in the doorway. The whole body seemed to be wrapped in a cold aura, and the lightning that happened to pass through the sky illuminated the wizard's face clearly.

It was a face that made a child stop crying, and the most terrifying thing was his eyes. The wizard's eyes were not symmetrical, one eye was small, black but full of brilliance, and the other was large and a vivid bright blue. The black eye was normally in the socket, but the blue eye was moving without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely inconsistent with the normal eye, and in the end, even the blue eye turned inward, revealing the white eyeball.

"This is the Magic Eye." Li Lin said. "I think you need to enchant your wizard robes."

"What?" Hermione asked, confused.

The wizard walked into the auditorium, and everyone could look more closely, a scarred face beneath the thick black-gray hair, a large part of the nose was missing, and what silenced the scene was that the wizard was missing a leg, replaced by a prosthetic leg made of wood. As the owner walks, the floor is banged.

During this time, Li Lin had already written one or two magic words on Hermione's magic robe, and tattooed Luna's school uniform. The function is to refract the line of sight, after all, the magic eye has the ability to see through.

The wizard walked over to Headmaster Dumbledore. He stretched out a hand, which was as scarred as his face. Dumbledore shook his hand, and the two exchanged a few words in a whisper. Then Dumbledore gave him an empty seat. As he sat down, there was more food on the plate in front of him. The wizard was not polite, he pulled the plate and began to eat. But the blue eye rolled out again, scrolling up and down to look at the auditorium.

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

The scene was a little quiet, and everyone was so stunned by Professor Moody's appearance that only Dumbledore and Hagrid were clapping, and the applause rang out in the silent auditorium, which became more and more embarrassing. So they stopped playfully.

Moody's was indifferent to the lukewarm reaction. Drinking and eating on their own.

Deng Liduo had no choice but to continue to work hard to resolve the embarrassment, he deliberately coughed a few times and cleared his throat.

"As I said," Dumbledore said with a smile as he looked at the students in front of him. "In the coming months, we will be honored to host a wonderful event that has not been held for more than a century. I'm happy to report that the big house event, formerly known as Triwizard Tournament, will be taking place at Hogwarts this year! ”

"You're kidding!" Ever since Professor Moody entered the door, the tension that had been hanging over the auditorium was broken in an instant, and there was a cacophony of voices and shouts of disbelief. A large number of people thought it was a joke and laughed out loud.

Dumbledore explained. "I'm not kidding." "I'd love to tell you a few jokes, but obviously time doesn't allow me to say it right now," he said. ”

Then Deng Liduo looked at everyone solemnly.

"Triwizard Tournament, of course, there are some people in the middle who don't know what this tournament is all about, so please forgive those who already know for explaining a little bit again." Dumbledore tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then, he continued.

"The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest schools of magic in Europe at the time. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. The format is that each school selects one warrior, and then three warriors compete in three magical projects. At the time, the Triwizard Tournament was held every five years, with the three schools taking turns hosting, and wizards at the time agreed that it was a great way for young wizards from different countries to forge friendships, but the Triwizard Tournament was discontinued due to the high number of deaths. ”

"Death toll?!" The first-year students were a little nervous, and this start was a new experience for them. The world of magic opened its doors to them.

But most of the students in the auditorium weren't like that, and many were excitedly exchanging heads. After all, this kind of competition sounds cool, and Gryffindor is most excited, whether it is a prank or a competition, it is only in Hogwarts school. And how can it not be exciting not to have an opportunity to let young wizards know them almost half of Europe?

"In fact, over the centuries, people have tried to revive the tournament several times, but none of them have been successful. However, just this year, we at the Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports had a great opportunity to agree that another attempt at the tournament was imperative. Although the participating schools have changed, we have also made more efforts. And, we've done a lot of work this summer to make sure that every warrior who represents the school doesn't put their lives in danger. ”

The audience remembered the cheers, and the Gryffindors almost stood up, throwing their hats into the sky. You know, what Dumbledore said was on behalf of the school. Almost instantly, this ignited a fire in Gryffindor's heart. The excitement wasn't just for Gryffindor, but for several other houses as well, and it almost washed away the shadow of what had happened at the Quidditch World Cup. After all, young wizards are younger and more likely to be distracted by something else. Unlike their parents, who have been clouded since the Quidditch World Cup.

Dumbledore smiled and waited for them to calm down. He continued.

"In October, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and a new headmaster of the Soviet State School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who is also willing to join the tournament, will lead their carefully selected competitors to Hogwarts. It was also the first time that all the magic schools in Europe had joined together in a magical event, so the glory of the warriors was greater than ever. The ceremony of selecting the warriors will take place on Halloween. We have an impartial referee who will decide which students are most eligible to compete for the Triwizard Cup, which, of course, will be officially renamed the European Cup, depending on the wishes of the Ministry of Magic. The winning Warrior will be able to win honor for his school, and at the same time, he will receive a prize of 3,000 Galleons. ”

Honor and fortune, that is, fame and fortune, almost no one in the scene could resist. If you become a Hogwarts Champion, you will be the center of attention at Hogwarts School. If you can win again. That can even be exaggerated to the point where the younger generation of wizards in Europe is at the top.

In the auditorium, in front of the tables of every college, there were people who were excited, and they were overjoyed.

"But the project is dangerous, it's difficult, it's difficult, you know, there are people in history who have paid for it." Deng Liduo stood up at the right time to pour cold water.

"So, after consultation between the four schools of magic and the Ministry of Magic, we will set an age limit for this year's contenders. Only students who are at least seventeen years of age will be allowed to register for consideration. Because the competition is still very dangerous, no matter how much precautions we take, it is impossible for students below the sixth or seventh grade to deal with it. Participation in a project is fraught with danger to life. Therefore, I myself will ensure that no student of the age can deceive our impartial referees and become Hogwarts warriors. ”

Immediately there were voices of protest at the scene, but with the prestige of Dumbledore, no one dared to resist loudly.

Li Lin looked at Ravenclaw, and there were people at the table who were eager to try. I couldn't help but shake my head.

"Shouldn't the focus of you people fall on the Soviet State School of Magic?" Li Lin complained silently in his heart.

Adamalido's speech continued.