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Moody's seemed indifferent to the lukewarm reaction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Ignoring the large jar of pumpkin juice in front of him, he reached into his travel cloak, pulled out a curved wine bottle, and took a big sip.

As he raised his arm to drink, the cloak he had dragged on the floor was pulled up a few inches, revealing a few inches of carved wooden prosthetic legs under the table, and a claw-shaped foot underneath.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"As I said," he said, smiling as he looked at the crowd of students in front of him, who were still staring blankly at Mad-Eyed Moody, "in the coming months 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. ”

"You're kidding!" Fred Weasley exclaimed.

The tension that had been hanging over the auditorium since Moody's entered was shattered. Almost everyone laughed out loud, and Blído chuckled appreciatively.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Weasley," he said, "but since you mentioned joking, I heard a funny joke about a troll, a dominatrix, and a leprechaun, all of whom went into the same tavern......"

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.

"Oh - that's probably not the right thing to say now...... Not quite right......" said Dumbledore, "where did I just go?" Ah, by the way, 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. ”

Although there were girls at the Ravenclaw table who covered their mouths and whispered that there were too many deaths, many people in the auditorium exchanged their heads with excitement. The boys' faces were shining with excitement, they were not interested in the people who died more than a hundred years ago, they were interested in how to make a splash at such an event.

"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. ”

Illusions of trophies, honors, and money sparked the ambitions of many at Hogwarts, and they were talking to each other, and Wang Yong was no exception.

Snow whispered in his ear, "You're going to participate too, aren't you?" ”

"Of course." Wang Yong's face was also shining with excitement, and he grabbed Xue's little hand and boasted: "If I make a move, those players from other schools are scum...... Slag ......"

Xue looked at him with disdain, but Wang Yong's words obviously resonated with the other Ravenclaw classmates, who looked at Wang Yong expectantly, obviously expecting him to become the representative of Hogwarts, the warriors of Ravenclaw, and they believed that students who did not graduate could not be as strong as Wang Yong.

The eyes of the people around him obviously greatly satisfied Wang Yong's vanity, and he grinned triumphantly as he grabbed the snow's hand, and winked at Susan at the Hufflepuff table.

"I know you're all eager to win Triwizard trophies for Hogwarts," he said, "but the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that there is 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 think," Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, as some of them protested angrily after hearing his words.

The Ravenclaw table let out a roar of disappointment, of course they wanted Wang Yong to be the representative of Hogwarts, but Wang Yong gave them a reassuring look, it was too easy for him to cross the age limit.

"This is necessary because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous, and no matter how much precautions we take, it is impossible for students below the sixth or seventh grade to deal with it.

I myself will ensure that no student of sufficient age will deceive our impartial referees into becoming Hogwarts warriors. ”

His gaze swept over Fred and George's rebellious faces, and perhaps glanced at Wang Yong, his blue eyes shining meaningfully, "Therefore, if you are under the age of seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time in applying." ”

"The Beauxbatons and Durmstrang delegations will arrive in October and will spend most of the school year with us.

I know that you will all be warm and friendly during our foreign dignitaries here, and that you will wholeheartedly support Hogwarts Warriors once they are chosen. Well, it's not early, and it's important that you walk into class tomorrow morning feeling refreshed and clear-headed. Go to bed! Come on! ”

Dumbledore sat down and turned to talk to Moody the Mad-Eye. The cafeteria clicked and ping-pong, and the students stood up and flocked to the two open doors and into the foyer.

Ravenclaw's classmates crowded next to Wang Yong, and Susan and even Gryffindor's Ginny crowded.

"You're going to participate, right? You must have the means......" Qiu Zhang looked at Wang Yong eagerly, obviously everyone wanted Wang Yong to win this honor, and even more so now as a prefect.

Wang Yong replied to everyone: "Of course, I am bound to win the warriors of Hogwarts, and I am bound to win the championship of the Triwizard Tournament, so don't worry." ”

Everyone walked towards the dormitory with confidence.

There were also many people gathered around Wang Yong, discussing fiercely how to break through the age limit, or what the content of the Triwizard Tournament would be, what the students of other schools would be, and so on.

When Wang Yong returned to the dormitory, his face was flushed with excitement, he had studied in the wizarding world for four years, and if he didn't show off, wouldn't it be better to walk at night in brocade clothes.

Still, he remembered something, sealed a piece of thought with parchment, and sent the kitten out after foraging for food in the middle of the night. She glared at Wang Yong dissatisfiedly with the dead mouse in her mouth before flying out.