God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

One of his eyes was small, black, and sparkling; the other was large, round like a coin, and a vivid bright blue.The blue eye kept moving without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely irrelevant to the normal eye—later, the blue eye rolled over and got into the man's head, All you can see is a big white eyeball.

The stranger approached Dumbledore.He held out a hand, which was as scarred as his face.Dumbledore shook his hand and whispered something, motioning for the man to take an empty seat to his right.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," Dumbledore broke the silence happily, "Professor Moody."

Normally, when a new teacher meets everyone, everyone applauds, but now, apart from Dumbledore and Hagrid, no teacher or student applauds.Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped a few times, and found that the applause echoed in the silent auditorium seemed solitary, so they dropped their hands with interest.The others seemed to be stunned by Moody's odd appearance, and kept their eyes on him.

Moody's seemed unmoved by the lukewarm response.He ignored the large can of pumpkin juice in front of him, reached into his travel cloak, pulled out a curved wine bottle, and took a swig.When he raised his arm to drink, the cloak he was dragging on the ground was pulled up a few inches, and a few inches of wood-carved prosthetic legs were exposed under the table, with a claw-shaped foot underneath.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"As I said," he said, smilingly looking at the multitude of students in front of him, who were still staring at Mad-Eye Moody, "in the next few months, we will be honored to Hosting a fantastic event that hasn't been held in over a century. I am delighted to tell you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year."

0230 Triwizard Tournament

"The Triwizard Tournament was created some seven hundred years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest schools of wizardry in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmst. Lang. Each school selects a warrior, and then three warriors compete in three magical projects. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting. Everyone agrees that it is young wizards from different countries. A great way to build friendships - but then the death toll was so high that the Triwizard Tournament ended."

"The death toll?" Hermione whispered beside Ye Ting, and looked around in astonishment.

But most of the students in the auditorium were not as nervous as she was, and many whispered excitedly.

"There have been several attempts to revive the Tournament over the centuries," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them have been successful. However, we at the Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports believe that another attempt should be made. The time has come. We have done a lot this summer to make sure that no one of the Warriors lives is in danger."

“In October, the headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their hand-picked contenders, and the ceremony to select warriors will take place on Halloween. An impartial referee will decide which students are most eligible to compete. Three-strong cup, to win honor for one's own school, and one thousand Galleons for the individual."

"I'm going!" said Fred Weasley in a low voice from across the table, his face glowing with excitement at the prospect of such honor and wealth.

It seems that he is not the only one who fantasizes about becoming a Hogwarts warrior like him.At each House table, there were people either watching Dumbledore frantically, or whispering excitedly to their neighbors.

But Dumbledore spoke again, and the hall fell silent again.

"I know you're all eager to win the Triwizard trophy for Hogwarts," he said, "but the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that there should be an age limit for this year's contenders. Only seventeen Students who are over the age of seventeen—that is, seventeen and older—are allowed to enroll for consideration. We feel,”

——Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, because some people protested angrily after listening to his words, and the Weasley twins suddenly became angry——“This measure is necessary because the hegemony The project is still difficult and dangerous, and no matter how much precautions we take, it is simply impossible for students under [-]th and [-]th grade to deal with it. I myself will ensure that no student under age will deceive our impartial referee and become Hogwarts Warriors of Ts."

His blue eyes gleamed meaningfully as he glanced over the rebellious faces of Fred and George. "Therefore, if you are under seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time applying."

“A delegation from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will be with us for most of the school year. I know you will all behave when our foreign dignitaries stay here. Warm and friendly, and once the champion of Hogwarts is finally selected, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Well, it's getting late, and it's important that you walk into class fresh and clear tomorrow morning. Go Go to bed! Hurry up!"

Dumbledore sat down and turned to talk to Mad-Eye Moody.There was a rattling, ping-ping-pong sound in the dining room, and the students stood up one after another, flocked to the two facing doors, entered the foyer, and returned to the lounge.

Due to his outstanding performance, coupled with the achievements of the Quidditch World Cup champion, Zhang Qiu was selected as Ravenclaw's new female prefect, and he and another boy took Xiaoying back to the Ravenclaw tower.

Before going to bed, Hermione found Ye Ting in the common room.

"I've decided," she raised her head, looked at Ye Ting, and said confidently, "I want to participate in this Triwizard Tournament."

"Really?" Ye Ting looked at her amusingly, "But you are only fourteen years old this year, and you haven't met Professor Dumbledore's requirements."

"There's always a way," said Hermione, "although I don't know who the fair referee who judges the Warriors will be? But I don't think it's Dumbledore. I think a drop or two of ageing agent will work. already."

"But Dumbledore knows that you are not old enough." Ye Ting reminded.

"Yeah, but it's not up to him to decide who's a warrior, is it?" said Hermione shrewdly. "It sounds to me like this referee just knows who wants to play and picks the best one from each school. Yes, he doesn't care how old they are. Dumbledore is trying to stop us from signing up."

"You have some truth in what you said," Ye Ting smiled and asked suddenly, "What if I personally compete with you for the warrior candidate?"

This made Hermione stunned, she obviously hadn't considered the situation.

However, if Ye Ting also participated in the selection of the warriors, then obviously, among the entire Hogwarts students, the only one who could win in the end would be him - even including the professors, no one could be stronger than him.

However, Hermione only thought for a second before laughing: "Oh, come on, I don't know you yet? A match like the Triwizard Tournament, you're sure to say 'It's so boring, like a kid Kids play house.' And then refused to participate, didn't they?"

"You're right, Hermione." Ye Ting looked at the girl meaningfully, "No one knows me better than you."

The words were ambiguous, and Hermione's face immediately turned red.

"Then... that's of course," the little girl insisted on Aojiao, "so you might as well help me think of a way so that I can participate."

It seems that the success of the duel competition has indeed given the little girl a lot of confidence.

"However, a lot of people died in this game, didn't they?" Ye Ting reminded again.

"Yeah," said Hermione, looking nonchalant, "but that was many years ago, wasn't it? And, if it was really dangerous, I could still be an Animagus, I think. Mostly The danger of it can't hurt a dragon."

"That's right."

"That's right!" Hermione gently poked Ye Ting's stomach with her elbow, "Humph! Just now these are not like what you would say. If you did, you would definitely encourage me to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. Yes, didn't you? You said that on purpose just now, didn't you?"

"I was discovered by you," Ye Ting pretended to touch his stomach and smiled bitterly, "I just think it's a little strange that you are so active all of a sudden. After all, this is a violation of Dumbledore's rules."

"Of course I know," Hermione pouted the most proudly, "but even if I didn't mention it myself, someone would take the initiative to mention it, wouldn't it? Just like someone encouraged me to participate in a duel competition."

"I..." Ye Ting was a little speechless, because he was neither the girl's teacher nor the girl's parent, and he himself did not urge the girl to study hard and participate in various activities.

After a long time, he said, "I just hope that you can have a goal to work hard and have a chance to practice."

"Of course I know you're doing it for me, and I know you...for me..." The girl kissed him suddenly, "Anyway, don't worry, this time I will try my best to get the first place."

Hermione, who was bold for a while, immediately returned to the lounge.

Chapter 0231 Unforgivable Curse

The next morning, the storm subsided, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still gloomy and misty.

When Ye Ting was eating breakfast, there were thick blue-gray clouds rolling over his head.

However, before he ate much, Ye Ting realized that there were a lot of people looking for him today.