DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Please let me introduce our new defense against the Dark Arts professor." Dumbledore broke the silence and said happily. "Former Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Professor Alastor Moody!"

Even the most tragic Professor Quirrell has received the treatment that the little wizards deserve at this moment, but this Professor Moody is very different-only a few sporadic applause rang out and quickly The silence went on, and the only person willing to applaud him was probably Karl.

　　 And Moody didn't seem to care at all about the unenthusiastic welcome. He ignored the jar of pumpkin juice in front of him, as if it didn't suit his taste at all. After muttering, he put his hand into the travel cloak, took out a big bottle, and took a sip in his mouth.

　　 "Is this the person who Professor Lupin said is far superior to him? It's really scary, but..."

Harry silently stared at Moody, who was eating and drinking on the professor's bench. When he raised his arm to drink, his cloak opened a little from the ground level. He saw a claw foot on the wooden table. The side shows...

　　 But Carl's gaze stayed on Moody's bottle, and he didn't remove it for a long time. He understood that it was not a strong liquor, but... a compound decoction!

　　 "Um...Where did I just say?" Dumbledore cleared his throat and smiled at the student.

"We are honored to host an extremely exciting event next month. Counting the time, it has not been held for more than a century. I am very happy to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held again at Hogwarts this year. !

　　 This game takes up a lot of time and energy from the professors-so we have to put the Quidditch game on hold for the time being, but I promise you will like this game very much. "

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　　 "The Triwizard Tournament?! God, you must be joking!"

　　 "It's so cool! This is a trial for the brave and the wise!"

　　 "I can't believe it, more than a hundred years later, the Triwizard Tournament has restarted!"

　　 As soon as Dumbledore’s voice fell, the entire auditorium exploded. This was once the most prestigious college league in Europe. Hogwarts' European No. 1 title is also related to this highly gold-rich game.

　　 After receiving this explanation, the little wizards of the little wizards who were about to graduate from the upper grades instantly threw the Quidditch game behind their heads. Their faces were full of anticipation.

　　 What Quidditch, please die to me!

　　Master wants to become a warrior and win honor for Hogwarts! The bonus is just incidental, not important at all...

　　 "Triwizard Tournament, what is that? I still think Quidditch is much better!"

　　 Gryffindor long table, Harry scratched his head and looked at Hermione with some confusion. He didn't understand why the seniors were so excited.

　　 The history of magic often lingers on the edge of the pass line. He swept his brain, but sadly found that he didn't feel the term at all.

　　 The Triwizard Tournament is so fun to have Quidditch, Quidditch can rise to the world level!

　　 Harry thought with irritation in his heart that without the Quidditch match, his two Firebolts would not find a place to play.

"I told you to read more books!" Hermione turned her head and glared at him like an idiot. "The Triwizard Tournament was organized by the three major European magic schools seven hundred years ago. On the face of it, it is to promote communication, but in fact it is to compete with one's own hard power!

　　 The general rule is that each school selects one warrior, and three warriors compete in three magic projects, which are conducted at different times in each school year.

　　 They will test the warriors from many different aspects, testing their magical talents, advantages, courage, theory, reasoning ability and ability to overcome danger. According to the quality of each project they completed, the warrior with the highest overall score of the three projects wins! "

　　 "This is the highest honor that can be obtained in academy life! The value is comparable to the Merlin Medal and the World Quidditch Championship Trophy!" Hermione added after finishing the specific rules, and it can be seen that she is also yearning.

"It sounds pretty good..." Harry let out a sigh of relief. The strong gap caused by the cancellation of the Quidditch match was finally balanced, but he quickly became puzzled: "But why was he caught a hundred years ago? Is it terminated?"

　　 "Because it is dangerous! There are too many deaths each time, and each project is not completed under the effect of the ancient contract and will continue until the real winner appears!" Hermione said in a deep voice.

　　 "Miss Granger is right! The previous Triwizard Tournament is indeed very dangerous, almost every one will die!" Dumbledore's face suddenly became serious.

"For centuries, people have tried to resume the game several times." Dumbledore continued, "but none of them were successful. However, our International Magic Cooperation Department and Magic Competition Department thought it was time to try again. Mature-we have worked hard for it all summer!"

　　 Dumbledore was talking about the rules of the game, and the look of the junior wizards in the auditorium who looked confused and didn't know these things began to gradually become enthusiastic.

　　 Such a supreme honor, from the seniors who are about to graduate to the freshmen who have just attended the sorting ceremony, all of them don't want to become the warriors who Dumbledore speaks on behalf of Hogwarts!

　　 "A thousand gold Jialong!" Carl put his elbow on the table~www.readwn.com~ with his palm propped up on his face, he was a little hesitant for a while.

　　 In the first half of the year, he only bought more than 40,000 Jin Jialong from Sirius. This little money in the Triwizard Tournament is really a bit insignificant.

　　 Although he is confident that he can slap other contestants, the age barrier set by Dumbledore will probably not stop him-he is a dimensional walker playing with time and space.

　　 With the development of the body, the forbidden air barriers that have been arranged together at the peak of the four giants now have nothing to do with him. But this competition is really exhausting, and he has to participate in three events, which makes him a little uncomfortable, who has always been salted.

　　 Keep it simple, the way of the game is simpler~...

　　 So annoying, can't the Goblet of Fire select a few warriors, and then go directly to a regular 1v1 duel between men on the road?

　　 I want the championship, who is for and who is against?

　　 Those who dared to object directly sent Avada to eat the big melons and send them to the west, then the bonus of the thousand gold gallons would be like trying to get something...

　　 "Money is still life, it's really hard to choose..." Carl smiled helplessly, and then lay down on the table like a salted fish.

　　 Unlike his salted fish, the little lions next to Gryffindor have long been eager to try to register for the competition, especially the Weasley brothers.

　　 When they heard the specific amount of the bonus, they almost jumped up in excitement. Their abacus is very good. If they can get this Jin Jialong, then they will be able to implement their dreams immediately after graduation one year...