At Professor Snape's suggestion, although the school had not yet officially started, and even before the dinner had even begun, Gryffindor and Slytherin had already cut two hundred and fifty points together...... Reverse leads the Academy Cup standings.

is worthy of being the most iron-faced and selfless teacher at Hogwarts, who will say that Snape favors Slytherin in the future, Rove will be the first to disagree!

The news quickly spread throughout Hogwarts, and the lion cubs and serpents, who had been happy, fell silent.

The smile didn't go away, though, and it was all on the faces of the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students.

Professor Flitwick smiled as well, and he picked up his glass and touched it with Professor Sprout.

Seeing that the two of them opened the champagne so early, Dumbledore almost didn't hold back, and he was even more surprised in his heart:

"What's going on with Severus? How did you get the number of ways to kill 800 enemies and lose 1,000 yourself? ”

Hufflepuff has won the Academy Cup for the third year in a row, and if they are going to die together, they should go to find it!

This year's deduction came a little earlier than usual, and it also made Professor McGonagall, the Gryffindor dean, very heartbroken.

She waited three years and three years, and three years later...... It's been almost ten years, and no matter how hard you work, you can become the headmaster of Hogwarts, and Gryffindor House has not won the House Cup.

But the beginning comes with a minus 100 point buff, just like playing basketball, the opponent leads by 20 free throws at the beginning, and the referee can't wait to turn into CP3 and go straight to the court...... Professor McGonagall felt that she was too hard.

At the end of the song, the audience cheered thunderously, except for Professor McGonagall, who did not applaud and was still secretly saddened.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall's face was not right, the Sorting Hat asked:

"McGrid, what's wrong with you? Is the song I sing so bad? ”

"It's not." Professor McGonagall sighed softly, "I'm just a little upset. ”

"Tell me about it, if there are any little girls' troubles to talk about, let me be happy...... Ahh The Sorting Hat looked like a bosom sister.

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but tug at the corners of her mouth when she heard the Sorting Hat say "little girl", but for the Sorting Hat's age, anyone is a child.

She was quick to talk about the Academy Cup.

"That's it?" The Sorting Hat laughed, "Don't you just want to get the House Cup?" I have an idea to get you the Academy Cup for sure this year. ”

"What's the idea?"

"Haven't all the House Cups been taken away by Hufflepuff House in the last three years?" The Sorting Hat grinned and said:

"I went to their academy to be the dean...... Oh, the dean is already Sprout, so be a vice dean! ”

“……”

Hearing that the Sorting Hat couldn't beat it, Professor McGonagall wanted to marinate it with potatoes and wash it in the Black Lake of '82.

Professor McGonagall ignored the Sorting Hat, and she picked up the list and let the new students into the Sorting House.

She also secretly prayed that this year's Gryffindor would also have a fierce man like Rove from the sky.

Halfway through the division, a deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded outside the window, and then the door to the auditorium was slammed open.

A man stood in the doorway, on a long cane, wrapped in a black traveling cloak.

Such a stylish way of appearing naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

He took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, and began to walk towards the faculty desk.

Wow, wow, every step he took, the wooden prosthetics under his feet, created a hollow sound that echoed through the auditorium.

He walked straight to the end of the guest of honor, turned to the right, and limped towards Dumbledore.

Another bolt of lightning swept across the ceiling, illuminating the man's face vividly:

Its face was carved out of a piece of rotten wood, its face was scarred, its mouth was like a large crooked mouth, and its nose had been ripped off.

The most terrifying thing was his eyes, one was small and black; The other was large, round like a coin, and a vivid bright blue.

For a moment, the entire auditorium fell silent.

The stranger walked up to Dumbledore, and he held out a hand, which was as scarred as his face.

The two shook hands slightly, and Dumbledore asked, "Is the journey going well, Alasto?" ”

"It's alright, Albus. The only danger encountered was thunder. Alastor Moody said in a deep, hoarse voice.

"It blocks out the sound of other people's spells, and the only benefit of a rainy day like this is that you don't have to take a shower."

"That's good, let's sit down and rest for a while, and we'll start eating soon."

Dumbledore motioned to Moody to take a seat on the empty seat on the right, and the sorting continued.

But no one paid attention to the new students, and everyone stared intently at the terrifying-looking man.

When the sorting was over, Dumbledore stood up and smiled, "Allow me to introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

My long-time friend, Professor Moody's. ”

Everyone was applauding sparsely, because Moody, who had a crooked mouth, looked so terrible that the students were afraid.

Moody didn't care, but kept looking around, especially the blue eye, which kept moving, going up and down, left and right, and then flipping back, burrowing into his head, and everyone could only see a large white eyeball.

The sight is even more terrifying.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued, "There is a second thing, Quidditch matches will be canceled this year. ”

The students all buzzed, sizzling like small flames.

Hogwarts has very few entertainment facilities, except for Quidditch, and there are only niche games like Gobstone and Wizarding Chess...... Now it's not even held directly?

They all stared at Dumbledore with their mouths wide open and silently, as if they were speechless in astonishment.

"If we don't hold a tournament, then what are we playing?" George exclaimed.

"Do you want to let go of the prank toy?" Fred continued.

"No, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore smiled:

"Not only will it not be released, but dozens of prohibited items have been added, such as the screaming swimming ball you are holding in your hand, and the flying saucer with teeth - don't hide it - all of which are forbidden items."

The students burst out laughing, and Professor McGonagall glared at George and Fred before walking briskly over to them, ready to collect the forbidden items.

The two showed expressions of wanting to cry without tears,

"There will be no Quidditch tournaments anymore, but there is a big event that will start in October and continue throughout the school year that will take up a lot of your time and energy."

Dumbledore continued:

"That's right...... I'm happy to report that Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year! ”

"Are you kidding?!" Fred exclaimed.

Dumbledore chuckled softly.

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

Professor McGonagall, who had the screaming ball and the toothed saucer, cleared her throat loudly.

"Oh, that's probably not the right thing to say now." Dumbledore said, "Some of you don't know what this tournament is all about.

So, I hope that those who are in the know will forgive me for explaining a little here, and I will allow their brains to desert for a while. ”

Dumbledore gave a quick introduction to the Triwizard Tournament.

Past fatalities were also highlighted.

Naturally, the death toll here refers not only to the three warriors, but also to the professors and the audience.

Watching a game, a lot of people die, so it's really normal to stop holding it for more than a century in the middle.

But the students in the auditorium were not worried. People who died more than a hundred years ago, what does it have to do with them.

Just as Dumbledore was about to finish speaking, the door of the Great Hall was slammed open for the second time today.

Snape walked in soaking wet, followed by Harry, Ron, Malfoy, and his two henchmen.

"Fake!" Snape angrily scolded:

"I searched twenty miles to find these five little bastards! I almost drowned in the Black Lake!!

This Fak'er ghost weather, I said that I would not go out to find someone again...... Kill me...... Kill me and don't get out! ”

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(End of chapter)