Chapter 139 Alastor Moody
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
The banquet has already started, because of the arrival of distinguished guests, today's food is exceptionally good, it can be seen that Lao Deng's heart aches.
But it seems that except for Eli, no one else in the auditorium is very interested in today's food.
From time to time, the girl glanced at the boy in Durmstrang who was sitting not far away, and she gave up her reserve when she was far away, and almost stood up.
These men from northern Europe fully possess the masculinity that girls are obsessed with. They are always unsmiling, giving people the impression that they are soldiers who have received strict training, and they are more popular with girls.
The boy always looked towards Beauxbatons undisguisedly, but this group of girls from France was much more cheerful, chatting happily with the Hogwarts students next to them.
"Did you see that girl greeted me just now!" Seamus looked intoxicated, while Ron, who was watching aside, looked disgusted.
"Don't say that, even the fat lady doesn't like you"
"Weasley, don't even try to laugh at me!"
Beauxbatons was not a girls' school, and it was not known why any of their male pupils did not come.
"Hey, Eli, see if that is Fleur, it's not bad!" Draco smiled and elbowed Eli, Eli put down the knife and fork impatiently, and found that Draco was smiling The face is wretched.
Eli looked towards where his chin was pointing, but at a glance, he saw Hermione sitting between him and Fleur glaring at him. Looking at Hermione's eyes, Eli felt a trace of fear for no reason, and quickly buried his head in the plate Li continued to eat and eat.
"Tsk, why are you eating it again? Look!", the several big drumsticks in Draco's bowl didn't move at all, and he kept elbowing Eli.
Eli's mouth was covered with cream, but he still didn't look up, as if stuck in a cake.
All along, Eli was the one who judged the situation the most between him and his friends, and now, Draco didn't notice the two murderous eyes behind him at all.
"Astoria, why don't you eat?" Daphne just watched Durmstrang's hunk, and found that her sister tilted her head and remained motionless.
Tilting her head, she noticed the way her sister was looking at Draco, and Aphne turned to the other side knowingly.
"Look at that skin, it's so white...Whoa!", Draco suddenly let out a strange cry, and then clutched his waist and lay down on the table in pain.
"Move away a little, it's blocking me from taking the chicken leg." Eli pushed Draco who was lying on the table away, and took a chicken leg from the other side.
Today's banquet lasted longer than usual and was more lively. Some Hogwarts students who are good at communicating successfully made one or a few friends from other schools.
"Please pay attention!", Dumbledore's voice spread throughout the auditorium instantly, and everyone looked at Dumbledore, "I have a few words to explain."
"Eternal glory awaits the student who wins the Triwizard Tournament, but that student must first complete three tasks, three extremely dangerous tasks!"
Dumbledore pronounced the word "danger" with extra emphasis, which shows that this glorious ceremony is definitely not simple.
But this made the students below more energetic. At a young age, they always want to pursue excitement.
Especially the Weasley twins, their eyes were full of excitement, more excited than before.
"For this reason, the Ministry of Magic has introduced a new regulation"
Speaking of this, several staff members carried a large box that seemed to be made of metal and placed it beside Dumbledore.
The box was taller than Dumbledore, it looked very luxurious, and it was definitely worth a lot of money. If it was sold, it would get a lot of Galleons, which made everyone even more curious about the contents inside.
Even the packaging is so gorgeous, isn't the stuff inside shining brightly?
"Now, I would like to invite Mr. Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, to explain it to everyone."
A man with short gray hair stood up from the middle of the long table of the newly added Ministry of Magic staff. His beard was trimmed into a very neat little brush.
Barty Crouch stood up and gestured to the audience with a smile, but if anyone paid attention to his face, he would find that he was a little stiff.
At this time, a hideous guy walked out of the small door behind the professor's seat.
It's not that he's angry, it's just that it's hard for people to boast about his face, even saying that he's okay.
His hair was shattered, one eye was small, and the other eye was like a fake eye that had been forced on, and it kept turning around.
He seemed very cautious, and only leaned out to one side first, observing the auditorium non-stop.
Suddenly, thunder broke out from the ceiling of the auditorium, and the dazzling lightning made almost all the students present scream.
This scene reminded Eli of the night when the troll broke in in the first grade, and the scene where Quirrell pushed the door and entered. The ceiling was also thunderous like now, and he was very restless.
The sudden thunder made the man quickly retract his body behind the door. Seeing the ceiling, he pulled out his wand and pointed at the ceiling vigorously, as if trying to poke a hole out of the ceiling.
A curved red light hit the violent ceiling, but in an instant, the ceiling returned to its original appearance.
Everyone looked at the strange man who appeared in the auditorium at some point, and Dumbledore laughed when he saw him.
"Alastor, you're exhausted from the journey." Dumbledore wanted to hug him, but found that he was wet and seemed to have a lot of mud stuck on him, so he immediately changed into a handshake gesture.
The man didn't seem to be very good at talking, so he hesitated, "The ceiling is so stupid."
"Thank you"
After a very short greeting, the man stood in the corner and hurriedly picked up the iron pot in his hand and took a sip.
"My God, it turned out to be Moody, the most famous Auror!", Ron easily recognized him, and whispered.
"Auror?" Lee Jordan of Gryffindor didn't seem to know much about the word Auror.
"It's someone who specializes in catching bad wizards," Hermione explained.
"Do you know, it is rumored that half of Azkaban was filled by him, have you seen the wound on his face, that is all evidence"
Everyone looked at Moody, the scar on his face made them shudder.
"What's that he's drinking?" Harry watched Moody shudder as he drank it, much like an alcoholic in a fit of alcoholism.
"I don't think it's pumpkin juice at least"
Moody's appearance interrupted Crouch, who was about to take the stage.
Crouch looked at Moody, with a bad face, turned his head, and continued walking to the middle.
But it seems that except for Eli, no one else in the auditorium is very interested in today's food.
From time to time, the girl glanced at the boy in Durmstrang who was sitting not far away, and she gave up her reserve when she was far away, and almost stood up.
These men from northern Europe fully possess the masculinity that girls are obsessed with. They are always unsmiling, giving people the impression that they are soldiers who have received strict training, and they are more popular with girls.
The boy always looked towards Beauxbatons undisguisedly, but this group of girls from France was much more cheerful, chatting happily with the Hogwarts students next to them.
"Did you see that girl greeted me just now!" Seamus looked intoxicated, while Ron, who was watching aside, looked disgusted.
"Don't say that, even the fat lady doesn't like you"
"Weasley, don't even try to laugh at me!"
Beauxbatons was not a girls' school, and it was not known why any of their male pupils did not come.
"Hey, Eli, see if that is Fleur, it's not bad!" Draco smiled and elbowed Eli, Eli put down the knife and fork impatiently, and found that Draco was smiling The face is wretched.
Eli looked towards where his chin was pointing, but at a glance, he saw Hermione sitting between him and Fleur glaring at him. Looking at Hermione's eyes, Eli felt a trace of fear for no reason, and quickly buried his head in the plate Li continued to eat and eat.
"Tsk, why are you eating it again? Look!", the several big drumsticks in Draco's bowl didn't move at all, and he kept elbowing Eli.
Eli's mouth was covered with cream, but he still didn't look up, as if stuck in a cake.
All along, Eli was the one who judged the situation the most between him and his friends, and now, Draco didn't notice the two murderous eyes behind him at all.
"Astoria, why don't you eat?" Daphne just watched Durmstrang's hunk, and found that her sister tilted her head and remained motionless.
Tilting her head, she noticed the way her sister was looking at Draco, and Aphne turned to the other side knowingly.
"Look at that skin, it's so white...Whoa!", Draco suddenly let out a strange cry, and then clutched his waist and lay down on the table in pain.
"Move away a little, it's blocking me from taking the chicken leg." Eli pushed Draco who was lying on the table away, and took a chicken leg from the other side.
Today's banquet lasted longer than usual and was more lively. Some Hogwarts students who are good at communicating successfully made one or a few friends from other schools.
"Please pay attention!", Dumbledore's voice spread throughout the auditorium instantly, and everyone looked at Dumbledore, "I have a few words to explain."
"Eternal glory awaits the student who wins the Triwizard Tournament, but that student must first complete three tasks, three extremely dangerous tasks!"
Dumbledore pronounced the word "danger" with extra emphasis, which shows that this glorious ceremony is definitely not simple.
But this made the students below more energetic. At a young age, they always want to pursue excitement.
Especially the Weasley twins, their eyes were full of excitement, more excited than before.
"For this reason, the Ministry of Magic has introduced a new regulation"
Speaking of this, several staff members carried a large box that seemed to be made of metal and placed it beside Dumbledore.
The box was taller than Dumbledore, it looked very luxurious, and it was definitely worth a lot of money. If it was sold, it would get a lot of Galleons, which made everyone even more curious about the contents inside.
Even the packaging is so gorgeous, isn't the stuff inside shining brightly?
"Now, I would like to invite Mr. Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, to explain it to everyone."
A man with short gray hair stood up from the middle of the long table of the newly added Ministry of Magic staff. His beard was trimmed into a very neat little brush.
Barty Crouch stood up and gestured to the audience with a smile, but if anyone paid attention to his face, he would find that he was a little stiff.
At this time, a hideous guy walked out of the small door behind the professor's seat.
It's not that he's angry, it's just that it's hard for people to boast about his face, even saying that he's okay.
His hair was shattered, one eye was small, and the other eye was like a fake eye that had been forced on, and it kept turning around.
He seemed very cautious, and only leaned out to one side first, observing the auditorium non-stop.
Suddenly, thunder broke out from the ceiling of the auditorium, and the dazzling lightning made almost all the students present scream.
This scene reminded Eli of the night when the troll broke in in the first grade, and the scene where Quirrell pushed the door and entered. The ceiling was also thunderous like now, and he was very restless.
The sudden thunder made the man quickly retract his body behind the door. Seeing the ceiling, he pulled out his wand and pointed at the ceiling vigorously, as if trying to poke a hole out of the ceiling.
A curved red light hit the violent ceiling, but in an instant, the ceiling returned to its original appearance.
Everyone looked at the strange man who appeared in the auditorium at some point, and Dumbledore laughed when he saw him.
"Alastor, you're exhausted from the journey." Dumbledore wanted to hug him, but found that he was wet and seemed to have a lot of mud stuck on him, so he immediately changed into a handshake gesture.
The man didn't seem to be very good at talking, so he hesitated, "The ceiling is so stupid."
"Thank you"
After a very short greeting, the man stood in the corner and hurriedly picked up the iron pot in his hand and took a sip.
"My God, it turned out to be Moody, the most famous Auror!", Ron easily recognized him, and whispered.
"Auror?" Lee Jordan of Gryffindor didn't seem to know much about the word Auror.
"It's someone who specializes in catching bad wizards," Hermione explained.
"Do you know, it is rumored that half of Azkaban was filled by him, have you seen the wound on his face, that is all evidence"
Everyone looked at Moody, the scar on his face made them shudder.
"What's that he's drinking?" Harry watched Moody shudder as he drank it, much like an alcoholic in a fit of alcoholism.
"I don't think it's pumpkin juice at least"
Moody's appearance interrupted Crouch, who was about to take the stage.
Crouch looked at Moody, with a bad face, turned his head, and continued walking to the middle.
