As Dumbledore announced that there would be no House Quidditch match this year, the entire hall erupted in noise.
In particular, teammates on the Quidditch teams of various colleges expressed their dissatisfaction loudly, with the Weasley twins being the loudest among them.
However, Dumbledore ignored the protests of the little wizards and continued on his own: "This is because a large-scale event will begin in October and last throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy... But I believe that you can all get a lot of fun from it. I am very happy to announce to everyone that this year at Hogwarts..."
Before Dumbledore could finish his words, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded from the enchanted ceiling of the hall, and the door of the hall was slammed open.
I saw a man standing at the door of the auditorium. He was leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak.
The professors and young wizards in the auditorium all turned their heads to look at the uninvited guest. Suddenly, a forked bolt of lightning flashed across the enchanted ceiling of the auditorium, illuminating the uninvited guest.
The uninvited guest removed his hood, shaking out his long gray hair, and began to walk toward the staff table.
Ding! Ding! Ding! …
With every step he took, a hollow sound echoed in the hall. He walked straight to the end of the hall, then turned right and limped towards Dumbledore.
At this moment, another flash of lightning streaked across the ceiling.
The lightning illuminated the face of the uninvited guest extremely clearly. The little wizard present had never seen such a face before. It looked like it was carved out of a piece of rotten wood, and the sculptor seemed to have only a vague concept of what a human face should look like, and was not very good at using the carving knife.
Every inch of skin on that creepy face seemed to be scarred. His mouth was like a big crooked gash, and the bulge where the nose should be was missing. The most terrifying thing about this uninvited guest was his eyes.
One of his eyes was small, black and shiny; the other eye was big, round like a coin, and a bright blue.
The blue eye kept moving without blinking, up and down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye. The blue eyeball even rolled over and went into the other person's head, leaving people with only a big white eyeball.
There is no doubt that this blue eyeball is not a real eye, but an alchemical creation.
Beside the Slytherin table and the Gryffindor table, Lynn and Irina looked thoughtfully at the lightning that flashed across the ceiling from time to time. It seemed that the rumor that if someone with ill intentions towards Hogwarts entered the hall, the enchanted ceiling would send out lightning as a warning was not groundless.
Otherwise, after Professor Moody, disguised as Professor Moody by Barty Crouch Jr. using Polyjuice Potion, arrived in the auditorium, the ceiling would not have undergone such a drastic change in just a few seconds.
At this time, Professor Moody walked up to Dumbledore and stretched out a hand, which was as scarred as his face.
Dumbledore shook his hand, exchanged a few words with him, and then asked him to sit down in the seat of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
"Allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Dumbledore said happily, breaking the silence, "Professor Moody!"
Generally speaking, when a new professor meets the young wizards, everyone will applaud and welcome him.
However, now, apart from Dumbledore and Hagrid, no professor or student applauded.
Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped a few times, but when they realized that their applause echoed out of place in the silent hall, they tactfully put down their hands.
The other little wizards seemed stunned by Professor Moody's strange appearance; they just stared at him intently.
Professor Moody seemed indifferent to the cold reaction of the crowd. He ignored the large can of pumpkin juice in front of him, but reached into his traveling cloak, pulled out a curved wine bottle, and took a long sip.
At the Slytherin table and the Gryffindor table, Lynn and Irina narrowed their eyes slightly. Having just watched a live broadcast last night, they naturally understood that the flagon in Professor Moody's hand did not contain any wine at all, but Polyjuice Potion!
At this point, Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued his speech: "As I was saying, in the coming months we will have the great honor of hosting a very exciting event, one that has not been held for over a century. I am delighted to report that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts Castle this year."
As Dumbledore finished his words, many young wizards who knew something about the Triwizard Tournament exclaimed in disbelief, especially the Weasley twins, whose eyes widened.
However, since most of the young wizards did not know what the Triwizard Tournament was, Dumbledore began to introduce the Triwizard Tournament to everyone.
"The Triwizard Tournament was founded about seven hundred years ago. It is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. Each school selects a champion, and then the three champions compete in three magical events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting it. Everyone agrees that this is a great way for young wizards from different countries to build friendships. But later, the death toll was too high, and the Triwizard Tournament was discontinued."
After learning that the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted due to too many deaths, many young wizards, including Hermione, showed fear in their eyes.
"Over the centuries, wizards have attempted several times to revive the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them have been successful. However, we at the Ministry of Magic, the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and the Department of Magical Games and Sports, have decided that the time is right for another attempt. Much work has been done this summer to ensure that no one of the champions will be in danger of losing their lives."
Hearing this, Lynn and Irina curled their lips subconsciously.
Their eyes were cast towards Cedric Diggory, who was chatting and laughing with many little badgers of the same grade at the Hufflepuff table.
Dumbledore: We have done a lot to ensure that every warrior's life is not in danger.
Cedric: Oh, yes, yes!
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