The aftermath of the World Cup did not disappear until after the start of the school year, and wherever he went, a group of people surrounded him, and if it weren't for the magical protection of Guris's castle, Mo Wen even suspected that these crazy fans would try to follow him home. And in the school, Mo Wen didn't get rid of these troubles, and people kept coming to him on the express train to ask for autographs, not only girls, but even some fanatical male students, and at the end of the day, Mo Wen's face was a little stiff with laughter.

Fortunately, the students' attention was quickly drawn to something else.

"As I said," Dumbledore said with a smile to his students at the opening dinner, "we are honored to host a very exciting event next month, which has not been held for over a century, and I am happy to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogloz this year!" ”

There was silence, and then—

"You're kidding!" Fred shouted.

Almost everyone laughed, and Dumbledore let out a laugh of understanding.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Weasley." He said, "Since you mentioned jokes, I've heard a good joke this summer about a cave fairy, a witch, and an old witch, and they all went to a bar—"

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.

"Well—maybe it's not time to tell jokes." Dumbledore said, "Where have I got?" By the way, Triwizard Tournament, some of you don't know what this league is all about, so I hope those who know will allow me to explain a little bit, and students who know can focus on something else. ”

"The Triwizard Tournament was created about 700 years ago as a friendly competition between Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang, the three major schools of witchcraft and wizardry in Europe. Each school chooses a champion to be represented, and the three players compete in three magical matches. The School of Witchcraft and Wizardry took turns hosting tournaments every five years, which was recognized as one of the best ways to bond among the young mages, until the tournament was halted when the death toll was too high・・・・・・"

In the stands, Dumbledore was explaining the origin of the Triwizard Tournament to the students of the school, and Mo Wen's eyes were looking in the other direction, one in the teacher's seat, with a long cane, covered with a black travel cloak, a face full of scars, and most importantly, a professor with only one intact eye was sitting there, as if he had noticed Mo Wen's gaze, and Professor Moody's eyes also looked over, whether it was the intact one or the magic eye.

Barty Crouch Jr., Mo Wen personally rescued him from his father not long ago, it should be said that Old Barty still has some skills, but unfortunately it is far worse than Mo Wen, with the progress of time, Mo Wen, who has mastered the magic knowledge far beyond this world, is also improving rapidly, and he can perform sixth-level arcane magic He is no longer inferior to Voldemort and Dumbledore in terms of the power and total amount of magic power, but he is still lacking in combat experience and flexibility in the use of magic, Old Barty was subdued without taking two moves in his hands.

Looking at Little Barty disguised as Moody, Mo Wen had to admire that some people are born with acting talents, just by relying on the intelligence he got from the real Moody, Little Barty was able to play this role to this kind of process, what a talent.

Eyes exchanged between each other, and Mo Wen and Little Barty each showed a satisfied smile.

On the other hand, Dumbledore, who was watching this qiē from the stage, also showed a heartfelt smile, and he continued: "Although I know that you all want to win trophies for Hogwarts, after consultation between the headmasters of the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic, it was agreed that the age limit of the contestants will be imposed this time, and only students who have reached the age of seventeen or older will be allowed to apply for the election. This—"

Dumbledore heard a few people complaining about his words, and the Weasley twins suddenly looked extremely indignant, and he raised his voice, "This is what we think is necessary, because no matter how much prevention is prevented, the competition will still be difficult and dangerous." There is nothing possible for students below the sixth or seventh year to cope with it, and I will personally make sure that students who are not old enough cannot fool our impartial judges into becoming champions of Hogwarts. But at this point, Professor Dumbledore's tone paused, he looked in one direction, and said meaningfully: "Of course, if a student can test his own strength to break through my magic, we will also recognize his strength and allow him to become a brave man in the Triwizard Tournament." ”

Mo Wen was sitting in that direction, and although Dumbledore didn't mention his name, everyone understood that he was talking about Mo Wen.

Gently raising the wine glass in front of him, Mo Wen gestured towards Dumbledore, and in the other direction there were obviously some people who were not satisfied.

On the Gryffindor bench, Harry's hands were stirred together, it was Guris, why was it always him, looking at Cho Zhang's expectant and worried expression on the Ravenclaw bench, Harry felt that his stomach was very sour, maybe I could also be a brave man, Dumbledore didn't say who it was, did he? Harry thought to himself.

And he was obviously not the only one who had this idea, Ron's mind seemed to drift into the distance, "A thousand gold Galleons, the brave man of the Triwizard Tournament・・・・・・"

His two older brothers also seemed unwilling, "How could they do that?" George said, looking at Dumbledore standing on the stage, "We will be seventeen in April next year, why can't we give it a try?" ”

"They can't stop me." Fred said stubbornly, glaring at the table above, "Since Guris can be acquiesced in, of course we can, he can't stop us." ”

At this time, there was a strange atmosphere on the long table of Gryffindor, and almost everyone was immersed in fantasy, although there were a few who were awake.

"But it's dead!" Hermione said worriedly.

"yes." Fred said nonchalantly, "But it was a few years ago, right?" Anyway, without a little risk, where is the fun? Hey, Ron, Harry, what if we avoided Dumbledore? Would you like to participate? ”

With their restless hearts beating, Ron and Harry glanced at each other, nodded at Freddy, and leaned over quietly.

Several unwilling teenagers discussed countermeasures together, obviously full of hope for the future.