Chapter 261 Moody and the Top 3 Tournament
After knowing that these dinners were made by oppressed and exploited elves.
Hermione felt terrible and kept muttering:
"This is not good, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"
"The convenient life at Hogwarts is all based on the exploitation of the elves' labor."
She simply put down the knife and fork in her hand, looking as if she couldn't eat at all.
Looking at this stubborn little friend, Wright inexplicably thought of an old friend who was "really nice" and couldn't help but persuade her:
"You should eat something! Don't wait until you're hungry and go find fried rice."
As he spoke, he took Hermione's fork, picked up a piece of steak and put it on her plate.
Looking at the steak on her plate, Hermione swallowed.
Without saying anything, he just turned his head away angrily.
About an hour later, Dumbledore stood up again, cleared the food, and began to speak.
After stressing the prohibitions of Hogwarts to the freshmen, he announced with a smile:
"I'm sorry to tell you that the school will no longer host the House Cup Quidditch Tournament this year!"
When Dumbledore's notice was given, the students were silent for a moment.
Then, heated discussions and cries rang out in the auditorium:
"How can this be possible, Quidditch..."
"Our team was just about to win back-to-back championships."
"I'm clearly ready to take back the glory..."
"No! If there's no Quidditch match, how can we find an excuse to have extra dinner in the evening?"
……
At this moment, accompanied by fierce thunder, the door of the auditorium was pushed open with a bang.
The students who were venting their dissatisfaction loudly turned their heads to look at the door.
An old man stood in the doorway, leaning on a cane and wearing a black traveling cloak.
Against the backdrop of the pale lightning in the sky outside the door, Moody, like a ghost, limped into the auditorium.
The moment he walked into the auditorium and took off his cloak hood, a flash of lightning flashed.
It reflected the old wizard's sparse gray hair and scarred face.
The uncoordinated two eyes, one big and one small, make it look even more weird.
His normal black eyes stared at the smiling Dumbledore.
And those blue eyes were rolling around, as if observing everyone present.
Feeling that someone was watching him, Wright looked directly at Barty Crouch Jr. who played Moody.
Little Batty, who was being stared at by him, couldn't help but stiffen while walking.
Then he recovered, limped on calmly, and continued walking forward.
And his magic eyes moved even more violently up, down, left and right, as if looking for something that would fear its owner.
After noticing the stronger gaze, Wright narrowed his eyes and thought to himself:
"He seems to still remember what I did to him, that's weird!"
"I just copied his memories and stripped away part of his spirit."
"And it was done while he was unconscious, and his memory was modified afterwards."
"He actually still remembers it. He can still remember it! Is it an instinctive reaction of the body?"
Just as Wright was thinking, Moody had already walked over and shook hands with Dumbledore on the stage.
After the two of them talked in low voices for a few words, Dumbledore invited him to sit down.
Moody naturally didn't hesitate and walked straight to the empty seat in the professor's chair and sat down.
He just pulled the food that was still on the table and smelled it carefully.
He then took out a small knife from his pocket, stabbed the sausage directly, and started eating as if no one was around.
Only the evil eye was still spinning around.
Dumbledore did not pay attention to Moody's actions, and directly said to the students who were full of doubts and confusion:
"Allow me to introduce you. This person will be your future Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
"Alastor Moody!"
There was silence at the scene, obviously shocked by Moody's appearance and behavior just now.
Finally, under the leadership of Dumbledore and Hagrid, sparse applause broke out in the hall.
Moody didn't care about the situation at all and was concentrating on eating his dinner.
Harry stared at the nervous Moody and couldn't help asking Ron, who was also confused:
"Ron, this is not what you said!"
"Uh...he...Dad said he used to be a very good Auror...he should be very good at Defense Against the Dark Arts..."
Ron glanced at Moody cautiously, scratched his head hesitantly, and answered Harry's question vaguely.
"Maybe it's some habit! After all, capable people have some quirks..."
Hermione habitually defended the new professor, but her voice became increasingly quiet.
"Hermione is right. Although he behaves strangely, he is really an excellent professor."
Wright nodded with a smile, agreeing with Hermione.
After the scattered applause died down, Dumbledore coughed twice and continued:
"As I said, there will be no Quidditch matches this year.
“But we’re about to have an even more exciting event!”
“This activity begins in October and will continue throughout the school year.”
“It will take up a lot of professors’ time and energy, but I believe you will gain a lot from it.”
At this point, Dumbledore paused, glanced at the students who were looking forward to it, and continued loudly:
"I am here to inform everyone that the Triwizard Tournament, which has not been held for many years, will be held again in Hogwarts."
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the hall.
The students who knew the inside story were discussing it heatedly, and the noise filled the entire auditorium.
Some students who don't know the inside story have no idea what the 'Triwizard Tournament' is.
He could only stare at Dumbledore, waiting for the headmaster's explanation.
Dumbledore did not hold back, and when the discussion died down, he slowly recounted the causes and consequences of the Triwizard Tournament.
Seven hundred years ago, a competition was held to promote exchanges among three European magic schools.
Each school selects a brave man to participate in a dangerous and exciting magic competition.
The brave one who scores the most points and wins successfully will gain great glory for himself and the school.
The competition was supposed to be held every five years, but it was forced to be discontinued due to too many deaths in such events.
Finally, with the joint efforts of many parties, the Triwizard Tournament was held again in Hogwarts.
The students who were originally unaware of the situation also cheered and screamed after Dumbledore's explanation.
Dumbledore seemed to think the fire was not hot enough, and his voice became extremely high-spirited:
"Due to the special nature of this competition, the decision was made after consultation with the Ministry of Magic."
"The champion of this competition will not only receive glory, but will also receive a reward of 1,000 gold galleons."
