The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Link actually had a very bad impression of Moody's.

This is not entirely because of the bad image of the other party, but also because the other party was pretended to be Barty Jr. in the original work to plan Voldemort's resurrection.

Of course, Barty Jr. in the original book was not attacked by Link on the night of the Quidditch World Cup, nor was he rescued by the mysterious group of dark shadow men.

So Link is not sure whether the Moody in front of him is still pretending to be Barty.

But this does not affect his vigilance.

Thinking about this, Link's gaze turned to the crazy-eyed Moody on the faculty seat, and his gaze became deep.

Moody's magic eye seemed to sense Link's prying eyes, and he turned around quickly and stared at Link.

After a long time, the two people separated their sights.

At this moment, perhaps because he couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere at the scene, Dumbledore cleared his throat and said again:

"Where did I just say? Oh! That's right! In the next few months, we will be very honored to host a very exciting event, this event has not been held for more than a century. I am very happy Once again to inform everyone that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year!"

"Merlin's beard, they actually plan to do this, it's... crazy!"

Cedric, who was furious just now because of the cancellation of the Quidditch Academy Cup, was already dumbfounded, and he murmured and sank back into his seat.

There are many people in the auditorium who have similar reactions to Cedric. The dull atmosphere that has been hanging over the auditorium just because of Moody's sudden intrusion has been wiped out, and almost everyone is talking excitedly.

"Wait! What's the situation in the Triwizard Tournament? How come it seems that you all know, but I don't know! Who will come and explain to me!"

John is also going crazy.

He yelled and shook Cedric and Link's arms, looking anxious.

Helpless Link could only force him back to his seat, then pointed at Dumbledore, indicating that Dumbledore would definitely explain.

Sure enough, when the atmosphere in the auditorium reached a peak, Dumbledore said:

"I think some of you still don't know what the hegemony match is all about. So I hope those who understand the situation can forgive me for explaining a little bit here.

The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 years ago. It is a kind of friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Boothbatten and Durmstrang. Each school will select a warrior, and then three warriors will compete in three magic projects. Generally speaking, the Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns to host it. Everyone agrees that this is an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to build friendship. But then the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted because there were too many deaths. "

"death toll?"

John lowered his voice, and said in Link's ear a little nervously, "Why is a game dead?"

"Because this is actually a war, a war for the title of Europe's number one magic school." Link said without looking back, "The three schools each choose one of the strongest, and then let these three people Fight against each other in a carefully arranged arena, and the only winner will become the number one school that wizards in Europe want to attend in the next five years. This is the truth of the Triwizard Tournament.

Such fighting will lead to the death of a large number of elite students. In the current era of declining wizard population, it is inevitable to be stopped by the International Magic Association. "

Hearing that John shuddered, there seemed to be a scene where those amazing and brilliant genius wizards were locked in the arena, fighting for that name.

Even Cedric on the side couldn't help but glance at Link.

But he did not refute it.

Because what Link said is indeed the truth.

"For centuries, people have been trying to restore the Triwizard Tournament." Dumbledore continued, "but they all failed. However, the Department of International Magic Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports of the Ministry of Magic believes that we should do it again. The time is ripe for an attempt. This summer we have done a lot of work to ensure that every warrior will not endanger his life.

In October, the principals of Boothbarton and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors to come, and the ceremony of selecting the warriors will be held on Halloween. An impartial referee will decide which students are most qualified to become warriors and win honors for their school. The individual who wins in the end will receive a 1,000 gallon bonus. "

As soon as Dumbledore said this, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more enthusiastic.

Everyone is excited to become the Warriors and participate in the Triwizard Tournament. Of course, this is not entirely for the honor of Hogwarts, but for the 1,000 Gallon bonus.

This is a huge sum of money!

Brothers like George and Fred were already so excited at the moment.

In the entire auditorium, probably only this small group of people around Link showed some silence.

No way, Link just said that the Triwizard Tournament was too scary.

"I know you all aspire to be the warriors of Hogwarts." Dumbledore said, "but the Ministry of Magic and participating schools agreed that there should be an age limit for this year's competitors. Only students who are seventeen years old Registration is allowed. This measure is necessary because the competition project is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many preventive measures we take, it is impossible for students below grade six or seven to deal with it. I will guarantee that there is no one. Underage students can deceive our impartial referees and become the warriors of Hogwarts."

Dumbledore glanced in Harry's direction, his blue eyes gleaming meaningfully.

"The delegation of Boothbatten and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the school year with us. I know that when our foreign guests stay here, you will all behave well. Warm and friendly, and once the warrior of Hogwarts is finally selected, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Okay, it's not early now. It is very important for you to walk into class tomorrow morning with energy and clarity. Go Go to bed! Hurry up!"

After that, Dumbledore ignored the roaring protests in the auditorium, and sat down and started talking to Moody.

The students also stood up under the leadership of their respective prefects and began to leave the auditorium.

"Huh! I'm so glad I'm not yet seventeen years old!" John said with emotion behind Link, "Otherwise they might choose me to be a warrior then, I don't want to be locked in a cage. Fight with others here!"

John's words were recognized by many Hufflepuffs.

Despite Dumbledore's repeated assurances, after all, the honest Hufflepuffs couldn't fully believe that the Triwizard Tournament was safe.

For Hufflepuffs, stability is the most important thing.

The tri-finals competition, they just watch the excitement.

Link, who was leading the way as the new prefect, was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard this.

If he can, he really wants to make fun of John's irresponsibility, because the only condition for the selection of warriors in each school is actually combat strength.

Under this rule, senior students have a natural advantage over lower students.

So even if there is no age limit, a fifth-grade student like John will never become a warrior.

Smashing his mouth, Link finally swallowed his words alive.

But if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that others can bear it.

Slytherin's team was not far from Hufflepuff, and many people also heard John's words.

Draco laughed for the first time.

While smiling, he deliberately said loudly:

"Look! There is an arrogant ghost here who thinks he can be selected as the Hogwarts Warriors. He is still fortunate to have an age limit. It's a laugh! It's a virtue not to take a **** and take pictures of yourself!"

The whole Slytherin team burst into laughter when he said this.

John's face flushed, and he left the team all at once, glaring at Draco as if he would rush up the next moment.

Many people on Hufflepuff's side couldn't help but lower their heads. Maybe they had the same idea as John just now, or they were grateful that they could not express this idea like John did.

In short, few people stood up with John, only a few of the Quidditch school team.

"Dare you repeat what you just said?"

John gritted his teeth and said, his fists were already clenched together.

"You're an arrogant ghost! What can you say again? Can you still..."

Draco's voice stopped abruptly, because John had already charged up.

It's a pity that the two followers Ben Gor and Crabbe next to him had already prepared and had already stepped forward and grabbed John's arm.

The Quidditch players who saw John's back also rushed up.

A fight is about to begin!

"Stop it all!"

At this moment, a violent shout made everyone's movements stagnant.

Link walked out of the crowd quickly. With a flick of his wand, Gore and Crabbe and other Slytherin were flung back into the Slytherin team, knocking down a large group of people and let out a series of painful shouts.

John and the others were also imprisoned in place.

With a look of relief to John, Link walked slowly in front of Draco.

At this time, Link was already a full head taller than Draco. He stared at Draco coldly from a close range, causing Draco to feel the tremendous pressure and his body began to tremble. stand up.

"You seem to have forgotten the lessons I taught you. It seems that it's time to find a time for you to review it!"

A faint blue light appeared in Link's eyes.

The moment he saw this blue light, Draco immediately recalled the situation where Link had been pressed by the door of the Slytherin lounge with a bladder explosion curse before, and bursts of light came from his lower abdomen. dull pain.

This made Draco involuntarily covered his belly and said tremblingly:

"No, don't! You can't, but my father..."

Link didn't speak, just turned sideways and let out John behind him.

"I, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things, I just couldn't hold it back for a while, please forgive me."

Draco stumbled and apologized to John, his attitude flipped so fast that he was a little stunned for a while.

Not only him, but the Slytherin team originally called Zhenghuan was also silent at this time, and everyone was watching all this with cold eyes.

Even when Link's gaze swept across the Slytherin team, many of them smiled flatteringly.

This makes Link want to laugh.

Slytherin's glory is undoubtedly brilliant, it symbolizes all the qualities a true nobleman should have.

Noble, universal, wise, not pedantic, dare to draw the sword to the stronger...

But under the guidance of Voldemort and the strong pressure of the Ministry of Magic, Slytherin's so-called aristocratic glory has been transformed into a discriminatory arrogance against mixed blood and Muggle blood.

The so-called ambition, shrewdness, time-sizing, wise protection, and the supremacy of victory have also been distorted into despicable unscrupulous means and bullying and fearing hardship.

The current Slytherins have long abandoned their former glory, and Slytherin College has become a hotbed for cultivating exquisite egoists.

These people are shameless and fearless, and only more benefits can be seen in their eyes.

The best proof that a stupid guy like Draco can be sought after by some people in Slytherin.

Those people only followed Draco for the sake of the Malfoy family, hoping to get enough benefits from him.

And now, when Link stood in front of them as the heir to the more powerful Foley family, they would naturally abandon Draco and show Link with a hypocritical smile.

Actually, isn't the treasure that Slytherin left behind is Slytherin itself?

Isn't every student of Slytherin College the heir of Slytherin?

It's just that if Slytherin can see these heirs today, I'm afraid he will be angrily brought back to life, right?

Link shook his head with emotion, retracted his gaze, looked at Draco again and said coldly:

"Use discriminatory language to insult classmates, Slytherin deducts 20 points!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a series of rustling noises in Slytherin's jewel hourglass not far away.

After deducting college points, this is the new right granted to Link by the prefect status.

John's anger had disappeared by this time, and Draco shrugged his head, slowly trying to retreat to his team.

However, at this time, a somewhat harsh sound suddenly rang.

"I don't think it is enough to deduct 20 points for this behavior." Moody limped toward this side, pointing to Draco and said, "Slytherin deducted another 30 points! Also, you kid must To be confined for one night, um, it will be executed tomorrow night."

Draco was afraid of Link, but that didn't mean he would convince Moody, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

Hearing this, he red eyes and angrily said:

"You will regret it~www.novelmt.com~My father is Lucius Malfoy!"

"Ah! Malfoy! I remember him!" Moody grinned grimly. "When he was a Death Eater, he was chased and beaten by me and begged for mercy. Of course, I didn't let him go in the end! He is my old friend, boy, tell your father, I’m still staring at him now, so he’d better not show any hints! Understand?

Draco was speechless, standing there shaking like a sieve.

Perhaps feeling a little boring, Moody looked at Link again and said seriously:

"Your father is also my old friend. I will stare at you too, so you better be honest, Link Foley!"

After that, Moody shook his sleeves away, leaving only the Slytherin jeweled hourglass rustling.

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