Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

A Death Eater pretending to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor... did he use a compound potion?

Lorne thought with interest.

As if he noticed this look, Alastor Moody looked at him with the same interest with his scary eyes.

Then, he reached into his traveling cloak, took out a small round wine bottle, and took a long drink.

The long traveling cloak was pulled up due to the movement, revealing his other prosthetic leg made of wood.

"what happened to him? Fred asked in a low voice,"That leg and that weird eye on his face... look much more intimidating than Filch.""

"Alastor Moody is now supposed to be a retired Auror."

Lorne explained behind him.

Unfortunately, the person in front of him was undoubtedly pretending.

I wonder if Dumbledore noticed it?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Dumbledore.

"Ahem, please allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!"

Dumbledore looked at his old friend in front of him, cleared his throat slightly and introduced.

"Professor Alastor Moody!"

As the words fell, there was still silence in the church...

Only Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped their hands a few times - the other professors or students were indifferent, or were stunned.

And Hagrid was there After applauding a few times, he found that his own applause seemed lonely in the auditorium, so he put down his hand angrily.

Professor McGonagall, who was sitting next to him, looked at the new professor in front of him and sipped his thin Lips.

Why did Dumbledore invite him here?

And she, the vice-principal, hasn't received any news yet!

Dumbledore seemed to have noticed that everyone was not very interested, so he clapped his hands quietly and showed He smiled and said:

"Now continue our topic"

"As I just said, over the next few months we have the great privilege of hosting a wonderful event that has not been held for nearly over a century."

"It is - the upcoming Triwizard Tournament!"

His tone was very soft, but it was very loud in the silent church. It was like a huge stone thrown into the silent water waves, and the rising water flowers circled the waves.

Every little wizard seemed to be filled with emotions in his heart. The splashing waves are not stable and calm at all

"What did Professor Dumbledore just say?"

Fred whispered in disbelief, looking at the friends around him with dull eyes.

He suspected that he had just heard wrongly... the Triwizard Tournament, and this competition will be held in Hog Watts unfold!?

Oh, Merlin's beard!

"The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin."

George on the side pushed him and said excitedly.

"Let's go and compete too!"

"We want to participate!"

Fred quickly stood up and shouted excitedly.

Harry, Ron, and the newly arrived little Erza were a little confused because they had never heard of this activity.

"What activity could be more exciting than Quidditch?"

Harry muttered quietly.

Triwizard Tournament -

Lorne held his face with one hand and took a sip of the chocolate milk in his hand.

"Malfoy, do you want to go?"

He turned sideways and asked Malfoy, who was also surprised.

"Come on, even if you select based on merit, you may not choose me."

After Malfoy heard this, he smiled reluctantly and then shook his head.

Unlike Harry and Ron over there, he naturally knew something about the Triwizard Tournament.

It was founded more than 700 years ago. , a total of three schools participated, and each school selected a warrior and then challenged it - the winner would receive honors and money.

However - due to too many deaths, the Triwizard Tournament has been suspended until now.

"Don't give up, what if it's based on the draw of lots?"

The corner of Lorne's mouth raised an arc, and he said in a thoughtful tone.

As Principal Dumbledore finished explaining, the bottom had completely exploded.

The lively sound seemed to be in a sea of ​​​​people, and the cheers , blowing the whistle...

I don’t know, I thought it was some kind of celebration.

"Lorne, do you want to participate?!"

Fred turned around and said in a low voice to him.

"The winner this time won not only honors, but also a thousand gold galleons!"

"It depends, if chosen."

Lorne's eyes flashed and he responded softly.

"I don’t know what the selection will be based on this time?"

Fred said with some anticipation.

Dumbledore looked at the wizards below who were whispering excitedly to his neighbors, and his face gradually became serious.

After all, there is only one warrior, so this means that many people will lose hope.

"I know you all want to win the Triwizard Trophy for Hogwarts, but——"

A twist instantly calmed everyone down.

They knew it was time for Dumbledore to state the conditions for entering the competition.

"The participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that an age limit should be set for this year's competitors. Only wizards over the age of seventeen are allowed to register!"

After speaking, Dumbledore's voice rose slightly.

Because some people had already issued angry protests after hearing these conditions, such as the two Weasley brothers.

"This measure is necessary because it is for your safety. Students below grade 6 or 7 cannot cope with those challenges simply by relying on the knowledge in their minds.…"

"Now please start your meal, gentlemen and ladies!"

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore glanced at Moody who was standing in the corner and waved to him.

"This is not fair,"

George angrily picked up the fork in his hand and took a hard bite of beef.

Fred on the side was not much better. After all, the two of them were still four months away from turning seventeen.

"We are sixteen years old and have reached the age of adulthood!"

While Lorne was listening to their complaints, he took a sip of the chocolate milk in his hand.

It wasn't until he noticed the look the little witch was looking at him that he changed the milk to hot black tea.

"What a shame, you know I can definitely be a warrior with my talents!"

Malfoy had a pity expression on his face, and then said loudly to Goyle and Crabbe.

If Lorne remembered correctly, he remembered that the condition for entering the Goblet of Fire seemed to be to pass the age defense set up by Dumbledore himself....

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the very arrogant Malfoy, with a malicious smile on his lips.

Don't worry!

You, Malfoy, will definitely have a place in this Triwizard Tournament!