This is a very recognizable person, because it is basically hard to forget after reading it.

He looked like he had been carved out of a piece of rotten wood, every inch of his face was scarred, and his mouth looked like a crooked gap.

The place where his nose should have been bulging was gone, and he still had a magic eye.

One of his eyes was small, black, and shiny.

The other eye was large, round like a coin, and a vivid bright blue.

The blue eye moved unblinking, up and down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye.

What's more, the blue eyes rolled and burrowed into the man's head, and everyone could only see a large white eyeball.

Suddenly, blue eyes looked at John.

The thump of footsteps stopped, and Moody turned to look at John.

Their eyes met in the air, and after a pause, Moody continued to walk forward.

Dumbledore shook Moody's hand, the hand as scarred as his face.

The two men whispered something, and Moody's magic eye kept staring in John's direction.

This made John frown.

Dumbledore responded, then motioned for Moody to sit down.

Moody, a cautious man, thrusts a knife into the sausage on his plate, sniffs it, and then continues to enjoy it.

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

Not a single student applauded, not even the professors.

Hagrid and Dumbledore were particularly enthusiastic.

Hagrid slapped twice before realizing that something was wrong, and some didn't know whether to continue clapping or stop.

Seeing this, John applauded slowly.

As crisp applause erupted from the Slytherin table, the students looked over.

When he saw that it was John, Malfoy applauded.

This was followed by the Slytherin table, and then the entire auditorium.

The applause rang out thunderously, in stark contrast to just now.

Moody stopped chewing, his eyes fixed in the direction of Slytherin.

Harry and Ron whispered, remembering what Mr. Weasley had been dealing with in the morning.

Mad-Eye Moody claims to have been attacked by a garbage can.

John stopped clapping, and the applause stopped.

He knew Moody, to be exact, seen.

Moody, who had purchased many speculums at Johnny Silverhand's store, felt that someone was always trying to harm him.

John felt that he had also dismantled the speculum when he bought it.

Tang Mi admired Moody because he had seen the iron blood of the legendary Aurors.

So, this is also why, Tang Mi will give a discount for a fracture.

This legendary Auror provided almost half of Azkaban's prisoners, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the Aurors are alive and well.

Unfortunately, the legend was destined to be lonely, and his hands were stained with too much Death Eater blood, which also caused Moody to suffer from similar post-traumatic stress disorder and distrust of his surroundings.

Dumbledore cleared his throat as if he couldn't see the students' discomfort.

"As I said," he said, smiling as he looked at the many students in front of him.

"In the coming months, we will be very proud to host a very exciting event that has not been held for more than a century."

After a pause, Dumbledore announced, "It is my pleasure to report that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year. ”

Triwizard Tournament!

"You're kidding!" Fred exclaimed.

His eyes were shining, and he bumped a fist with George beside him, as if he was ready to participate.

There is even more enthusiasm among the students.

On the way, Dumbledore tried to tell a joke, but Professor McGonagall interrupted him with an unhappy face.

I have to give science popularization to those who don't know about the Triwizard Tournament.

To put it simply, the warriors of the three schools played together, but because there were a lot of deaths in the past, it was suspended.

This year, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports and Sports decided that the time was ripe, so they opened.

In October, the principals of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons arrive with their carefully selected contenders.

The ceremony to select the warriors will take place on the eve of Halloween, and the main one is 5,000 Galleons.

This amount of money made the Weasley children's eyes straighten, and the twins were eager to try.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore poured cold water on them.

Because the Warriors need to be at least seventeen, the twins are so angry that they take the lead, and they won't be seventeen until April next year.

This also means that there is no hope of participating below the sixth grade.

Ron and Harry were a little disappointed, they still wanted to participate.

There, Hermione silently protested against the Hogwarts slave elves, only to learn that there were a hundred house-elves working for free at Hogwarts.

Until after the dinner, the students were still discussing the matter.

Before leaving, John glanced back at Moody, the magic eye clicking.

The Slytherin common room was also buzzing.

But the direction of their discussion is a little off.

"It must be that they are afraid of John, after all, everyone knows that John is the best."

"That's right, John alone can defeat them."

"Maybe it's Dumbledore's conspiracy, and as we all know, he's especially partial to the Gryffindors."

"I must let my father complain about him, he is simply not worthy of being a principal!"

“……”

The Slytherin snakes were very upset, believing it to be a conspiracy by Dumbledore.

After all, with John's strength, there is still any suspense.

Not to mention them, even Malfoy said indignantly: "He only knows to favor Harry Potter and Gryffindor, John, he is targeting you." ”

"It was a decision made by the Ministry of Magic, essentially because of the fear of death for the younger students." John flipped through a book and said without looking up.

…

The next day.

Today is the first day of fourth grade.

Slytherin and Gryffindor only have one class together in the morning.

On the protection of magical beasts, the newborn fried tail snails have a very visual impact.

They look like shelled lobsters, white and gray and slimy, and they look very scary.

John had long been surprised that he had come into contact with this thing so many times.

Not everyone has John's mental qualities.

If Malfoy hadn't stayed with John for a long time, he would probably have scolded him by now.

Their task is to raise these snails.

With rejection written all over his face, Malfoy said, "Why should we raise them?" ”

"Huh?" Hagrid froze.

Malfoy continued: "I mean, what can they do? What are they for? ”

This involves Hagrid's blind spot, and he patronizes cultivation.

So he turned his gaze to John, who received it and said, "The hard shell of the snail as an adult is a good alchemical material, and his tail can be used to prepare strong gunpowder." ”

Malfoy had nothing to say, after all, the boss had spoken.

After thinking about it, John added: "When breeding, you need to be aware that the tail of the snail will explode, the juvenile snail may blow up the skin, and the adult can blow off your arm. ”

Hagrid applauded happily, and John was given a bonus.

It's just that the other students can't be happy, after all, they may be blown up, and no one is happy.

In the afternoon, John went to the divination class alone.

Trelawney received him warmly, as if he were not a student, but a friend.

"Honey, do you see a change in the stars?"

"I think I saw it, there was a hapless fat guy who fell."

John looked at the astrological display and almost burst out laughing.

Goyle and Crabbe, I don't know which one is more unlucky.

Harry was caught deserting from class, and Ron laughed out loud as he listened to Trelawney's outrageous analysis.

She said that Harry was born in the winter, and that Trelawney seemed to have forgotten that she had prophesied that the savior would be born at the end of July.

After class, Malfoy immediately brought the Daily Prophet to find his rival (?). He sneered haughtily at Ron beside Harry.

John looked at it, it was Rita Skeeter's ghost.

Because the credit for that World Cup incident was taken by Barty Sr., as a qualified reporter, she knew that she had to be a foil to be able to show the brilliance of humanity.

So he found out about the disappearance of a witch official, and unfortunately, Mr. Weasley went to great lengths yesterday to deal with Moody's farce.

"There's another picture, Weasley!" Malfoy pulled out the photo of the interview and laughed loudly.

To be honest, the Burrow can be regarded as an illegal building in any country, and wizards can control it.

Of course, Malfoy didn't say anything bad, after all, Percy also lived there, he looked at the Weasleys carefully, and blurted out, "This is your mother?" Looks ......"

As the words came to his lips, Harry yelled, "Get out of here, Malfoy! ”

Malfoy was stunned, he hadn't said anything.

Harry comforted a trembling Ron and told him not to be angry.

"By the way, Potter, you lived with them this summer, didn't you?" Malfoy vinegar (?) He said sarcastically: "Did his mother fold the quilt for you, the cooking was delicious, right?" ”

He swore it was a simple description, but Harry was clearly misunderstood.

"And what about your mother, Malfoy?" Harry remembered what he had seen Lady Malfoy, and sneered, "Look at the look on her face, it looks like she has a lot of under her nose, is she always like that, or is it because she's with you?" ”

Malfoy was furious when he heard that Harry dared to speak of his mother.

Hermione pulled Harry's clothes, and Harry reacted to his own seriousness, and uncomfortably told Malfoy to shut up and turn away.

Just as he turned around, Malfoy made a move.

He didn't use his wand, and John, who didn't say anything beside him, looked cold.

"Squat!"

Malfoy immediately crouched down, John drew his wand, and an armor phantom appeared in front of him to block a spell.

The spell bounces off and knocks down a piece of armor, which turns into a stoat.

Without hesitation, John replied with a spell.