This man's appearance was too conspicuous and directly attracted the attention of all the students.

However, the stranger did not care about the eyes of others, and walked slowly forward step by step with a cane.

Hallie heard the incongruity clearly—

The stranger's left leg was made of wood, and it had to bear the weight of his body, so the sound of hitting the ground was noticeably louder than his right leg and crutches.

The stranger took two steps and quickly walked to Professor Dumbledore's side.

He stretched out his empty hand, a hand as scarred as his face, with stories engraved on it.

Professor Dumbledore shook his hand and asked softly:

"Did this trip to Hogwarts go well, Alastor?"

"It's not going well at all, Albus." Moody didn't seem to know what politeness was, and replied in a rough voice,

"I hate rainy days, especially when the thunder is so loud and the rain is very loud."

"It makes me unable to smell the stench of the bed bugs hiding in the shadows, or the vicious sounds of the cockroaches hiding in the dung pit as they cast their spells."

"And the rain isn't kind to my legs, and I seriously suspect it's not slippery."

As he spoke, he tapped his wooden left leg lightly with his cane, unconcerned about the mutilation of his body.

Professor Dumbledore didn't seem to care about Moody's rudeness at all, nodded and said with a smile:

"That's awful, but relax, you're at Hogwarts."

"Sit down, my dear old fellow. I've asked our Hogwarts chefs to leave you some delicious dishes. ”

"Thanks to those lovely house-elves, their craftsmanship is much better than that of the old man at Sluggrove's restaurant, and at least the after-dinner snacks are made with enough honey."

Moody nodded heavily, and sat down in an empty seat to the right of Professor Dumbledore, the cane resting on an easily accessible spot next to the chair.

He dragged over a plate of small sausages that had just appeared, but did not eat them immediately.

Moody shook his sleeve, checked it with the wand it was hidden, and took a deep breath through his mutilated nose.

Then he took out his knife and fork, cut the sausage into thin pieces, and made sure that there were no foreign objects in it before stuffing it into his mouth.

Moody also completely ignored the pumpkin juice that suddenly appeared next to him, and instead pulled out a curved wine bottle from his travel cloak and took a long sip.

Hallie, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, shook her nose slightly, smelling the herbs from Professor Moody's direction.

Based on the several unique scents, Hallie could probably guess that Professor Moody was drinking a unique potion.

This potion is not a magic potion, there is no trace of magic in it, it is simply a tea made of several herbs broken or soaked.

If Hallie is not mistaken, the main effect of this liquid is to refresh and keep people in a state of high energy.

After Professor Dumbledore settled Professor Moody, he turned to the following students:

"Looks like we're going to have a new piece of news."

"Allow me to introduce you to our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Alastor Moody!"

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore was the first to applaud vigorously.

But there was only a sparse applause in the auditorium, and apart from a few students with a background in the Ministry of Magic, there were very few young wizards who applauded.

Apparently, many people were frightened by the professor's strange and somewhat terrifying appearance.

Professor Dumbledore didn't care, and continued:

"Professor Moody was once a veteran Auror, having single-handedly captured many Dark Wizards, and led a large number of Aurors to encircle and suppress a notorious criminal gang in the wizarding world."

"It's no exaggeration to say that Professor Moody has been on the front line during the Wizarding Wars, laying a very solid foundation for peace in the wizarding world!"

"I think such a professor who is proficient in actual combat and has superb magical attainments will definitely bring you a very good teaching experience."

The applause in the auditorium suddenly rang out eagerly, especially the Gryffindor lion cubs, who stood up and applauded while unabashedly defiant at the Slytherins.

The Weasley brothers even neatly figured out the homemade magic fireworks, but after being glared at by Professor McGonagall, they quickly took them back.

Everyone more or less understood Professor Dumbledore's subtext, and those who didn't understand were woken up by the classmates around them.

Combined with Professor Moody's age, it is not difficult to think that Professor Moody was once a good hand at dealing with mysteries and Death Eaters.

As long as you fight the Death Eaters and dare to stand on the front line, you are definitely a capable wizard, not a wine bag and a rice bag!

Furthermore, he and Slytherin are at odds!

As long as you don't deal with Slytherin, it's a good friend of all Gryffindor lion cubs and a large part of Ravenclaw's eaglets and Hufflepuff badgers!

However, Professor Moody did not react to this, and just ate his own dinner.

And his magic eye kept turning, quickly taking in the students of the entire auditorium.

At the end, the MONOCULUS made eye contact with Harley for a few seconds.

Then Professor Moody looked up, seemingly inadvertently in the direction of Gryffindor's long table, gave an ugly smile, and nodded imperceptibly.

"Hallie, is Professor Moody looking at you?"

Hermione, who had always been attentive, noticed Professor Moody's small movements and gently poked her best friend in the side.

"Probably." Harley whispered back,

"I've seen him in a picture of my mom and dad."

"He was probably also a strong supporter of Professor Dumbledore, and was also the one who fought on the front lines during the First Wizarding War."

"It's not difficult to guess that he had a high probability of having some friendship with my parents at the beginning, and maybe even good friends, so he paid attention to me."

A low exclamation rang out from Hermione's mouth, and she looked at Professor Moody much more eagerly:

"With such a good professor, and the foundation left by Professor Lupin last year, Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts is finally saved!"

The students around them also seemed very excited, and it was clear that everyone was looking forward to this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Even if an Auror can't go to class, at least he still has the strength, and he can't be worse than Quirrell and Lockhart!

Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat and brought the conversation back to the right track:

“…… So, after introducing the new professors, allow us to move on to the unfinished topic. ”

"It is with great regret that I would like to announce that Hogwarts will not be hosting House Cup Quidditch matches this year."

There was another burst of exclamation at the four long tables, but this time it was not a welcome, but a protest.

Many Quidditch enthusiasts even waved their fists to express their displeasure to Professor Dumbledore.

What is Quidditch? It's a rare form of entertainment for wizards!

Professor Dumbledore, even if you are the greatest wizard in the world, you can't deprive us of the rare pleasure!

However, Professor Dumbledore continued:

"Of course, don't be too sad, although the House Cup Quidditch match has been cancelled, there will be a big event to replace it at Hogwarts."

"This activity will start in October and continue throughout the school year, and it will take up a lot of our time and energy – all of our students and teachers."

"I'm sure you'll enjoy this great feast and have a lot of fun doing with it. You might as well guess what this activity is? ”

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore paused deliberately, waiting for the atmosphere in the Great Hall to brew.

The students were talking to each other, and Hallie had heard more than one person slap on the table and declare that there was no more fun in this world than a Quidditch match!

If there is, he will go to the bathroom and eat three catties!

His statement was echoed by many, but Hallie's eyes narrowed slightly.

Cheating and cheating is not this deception!

"Well, the short guessing time is over." Professor Dumbledore looked around the Great Hall,

"As I said earlier, we will be very honored to host an extraordinary event over the next nine months."

"This event hasn't been held for more than a century, but after repeated consultations between ministries of magic and exchanges between magic schools, I'm happy to tell you-"

"Triwizard Tournament is taking place at Hogwarts this year!"

"Of course, this Triwizard Tournament will be upgraded with a new level, and I don't think the name 'Triwizard Tournament' is not quite appropriate for it."

"I'd rather call it the 'Six-Final Six'!"

The news instantly detonated everyone's emotions, and everyone reacted differently to it.

Many people are very confused and don't know what this Triwizard Tournament is and what is the Six-Wizard Tournament?

They watched the people next to them knock on the table excitedly, and even turned into Tarzan of the Apes, beating their chests, and they were even more incomprehensible.

But after a brief explanation from the people around them, the entire Hogwarts students fell into a carnival.

Even the young wizards who have just entered the school fantasize about incarnating themselves as children of destiny and beating through various levels along the way!

"Professor, if you're not kidding, we're really in love with you!"

Fred shouted loudly, using a newly invented prop to drown out all the noise in the auditorium.

"I'm certainly not kidding, dear Mr. Weasley," Professor Dumbledore said with a smile,

"But since you mentioned the joke, I suddenly remembered a very funny joke about a troll, a dominatrix, and a leprechaun, all of whom entered the same tavern one night......"

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly, and her voice was a little loud.

Professor Dumbledore immediately changed the subject:

"Well, the joke probably doesn't fit in for this occasion, so allow us to get back on track."

"Although it is likely that you have already learned about the Triwizard Tournament through the communication between your classmates, and have guessed the general meaning of the Six Wizard Tournament based on its name, I still want to reintroduce it to you."

"The Triwizard Tournament was held more than 700 years ago by three magic schools in Europe......"

Professor Dumbledore quickly introduced the Triwizard Tournament, not forgetting to remind the students of the fatality rate of the match.

However, almost none of the young wizards paid attention to this statistic, and everyone believed that the former students died because they were too hungry.

As long as the contestants at that time are replaced by themselves, then is it okay to win the championship at Hogwarts?

“…… Over the years, thanks to the efforts of the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports of the Ministries of Magic, the competition has been reopened. ”

Professor Dumbledore began to introduce the new competition,

"At the same time, because of Hallie's excellent performance in the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Championship, she has attracted the attention of many non-European schools of magic."

"Everyone thinks that students should compete with excellent little wizards on the same stage, so they want to join in."

"After much negotiation, I am pleased to announce that the following six schools will be participating in this competition—"

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in England." "Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France!" "Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Northern Europe!" "Castrobusche School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Brazil!" "Japan's Magic School!" "Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States!"

Professor Dumbledore was unusually solemn, and gave the names of the six schools of witchcraft and wizardry in full.

Needless to say, the vast majority of students are confused.

Where is this? Why haven't I heard of it?

"You can go to the library and look up the specific information about these schools, so I won't explain them all here."

"I'm going to talk a little bit about the registration for the competition."

"Taking into account certain factors, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for competitors."

"Only students who are at least seventeen years old are allowed to register."

The students below are in a ruckus again, with the Weasley twins leading the protest, saying that they too want to bring glory to Hogwarts.

"Professor!" Fred shouted, "I don't think I'm much worse than a student who has turned seventeen!" ”

"That's it!" George supported his brother, "And we're only a few months away from turning seventeen!" ”

"We feel we have what it takes to get this honor back for Hogwarts!"

……

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(Thanks to the "Nine-Tailed Yanhu" boss for the reward!) ）

(PS. Moody's which leg is missing?) There doesn't seem to be an accurate mention in the original book, and I didn't find it after looking through the book for a long time, so I can only speculate that Moody lost his right leg based on the fact that he appeared on crutches in the movie. ）

The author's friend's book, Sanjiang Bigwig, written by LOL, is very good-looking. It's on the shelves tomorrow, and brothers who like to watch e-sports articles can support a wave.

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