Chapter 367： Start of school (modified, thanks to the leader, drunk and watching Yunsheng)

The next journey, Draco Malfoy had been very upset. Because of his habit of taking the initiative to find Ron and Harry, he worried that Allen would be angry.

When they put on their school robe, he was silent; when the Hogwarts Express train finally slowed down and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station, he looked at Alan ’s face with anxiety as Slytherin He has long learned to observe and watch—but Allen ’s expressionless expression makes him even more worried.

The door opened, and thunder thunder came from the air. The little wizards got off the train and bowed their heads and squinted in the pouring rain. It rained violently and fiercely, as if buckets of cold water kept pouring on their heads.

In the cold wind and rain, they shook like quails one by one.

Alan pulled Hermione with her cloak on Crook Mountain and wanted to rush down. "I'll take you straight back to the castle."

Allen became Phoenix, and Hermione and Luna's hands touched his back.

Draco looked envious, and then he saw Phoenix staring at him tightly. He couldn't believe it: "Alan, are you going to take me?"

Phoenix nodded, and Draco's face instantly burst into a big poodle-like smile like his female and Ban Pansi's. It was a bit silly.

When they arrived at the glorious hall, the hall was empty.

"Maybe we have to wait a long time!" Hermione took out the "Spell Four" and sat down next to Allen on Ravenclaw's long table.

For the banquet of the new semester, the auditorium was specially decorated. Hundreds and thousands of candles floated above the table, illuminating the golden plate and stemware.

When Hermione read the book almost halfway, the four long college tables were already filled with twitter students. There is a fifth table at the top of the auditorium, and the faculty members sit side by side on the table facing their students.

Hermione got up now, and returned to the Gryffindor long table in the envious eyes of everyone who had been wet from the rain and hadn't come to clean it up.

In such cold weather, it can be taken directly to the castle by Allen who can be in the phantom shift-free area, without having to endure the cold wind, rain and muddy path, how happy it is!

After the hungry little wizards witnessed the branch ceremony, they could finally have a meal. When almost all the food was swept away, the last debris left on the plate disappeared, and the plate became clean and shiny again.

At this time, Albus Dumbledore stood up again. The buzzing in the hall suddenly stopped, and only the roar of the wind and the knocking of heavy rain could be heard.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, and said, "Now that we are full and full, I must ask everyone's attention again. I want to announce a few notices."

“First of all, I ’m very sorry to tell you that this year ’s College Cup Quidditch will not be held.”

After a short exclamation, the auditorium remained surprisingly quiet.

Dumbledore continued: "This is because a large event will start in October and will continue throughout the school year, occupying a lot of time and energy of the teachers-but I believe that you can all have a lot of fun. I I am very happy to announce to you that this year at Hogwarts— "

At this moment, there was a deafening thunder and the door of the auditorium was slammed open.

A man stood at the door, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black travel cloak. Everyone in the auditorium turned to look at the stranger, and suddenly a fork of lightning struck the ceiling, illuminating the stranger. He took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, and began to walk towards the staff table.

Every inch of skin on his face seemed to be scarred, and his mouth was like a large, slanted mouth, but the place where his nose should be raised was gone. And the most terrifying thing about this man is his eyes.

One of his eyes is small, black and shiny; the other is very big, round like a coin, and a 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 eyeball rolled over and got into the man's head.

"Moody." Although he had never met, Allen recognized his identity with the magic eye alone.

"Please allow me to introduce our new black magic defense teacher," Dumbledore introduced happily, "Professor Alasto Moody."

However, no teacher or student applauded. Dumbledore and Hagrid slapped a few slaps and found that the applause echoed in the silent auditorium and appeared to be solitary, and then let go of their hands in amusement. Everyone seemed to be stunned by the eccentric look of Mad-Eye Moody, just staring at him intently-and the other party obviously didn't care about these eyes, and began to eat after the first introduction. stand up.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"As I said just now," he smiled at the many students in front of him and said-the students were still staring blankly at their new professor Moody, "In the next few months, we will be very honored I have hosted a very exciting event, which has not been held for more than a century. I am very happy to tell you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held in Hogwarts this year. "

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the auditorium suddenly became noisy. At each college table, some people watched Dumbledore enthusiastically, or whispered excitedly with the neighbor.

But Dumbledore spoke again, and the auditorium was quiet again.

"I know that you are all eager to win the trophy of the Top Three for Hogwarts," he said, "but the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that ~ www.novelhall.com ~ should set an age limit for this year's competitors. . Only students who are at least 17 years old are allowed to register for consideration. We think— "

Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, his voice very serious.

"This measure is necessary because the hegemony project is still arduous and dangerous. No matter how much precautions we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grade to deal with it. I will join forces with Booth Button and On the basis of the original measures, the principal of Destrom placed a sufficient ban to prevent under-age students from deceiving our impartial referees to become the warriors of the top three. "

Far away, Alan and Dumbledore's eyes met each other, and Dumbledore didn't mean to look away. "So, if you are under 17, I ask you not to waste your time to apply."

"Next, there is another piece of good news." Dumbledore's eyes turned to the Ravenclaw long table. "Allen Harris of Ravenclaw not only shined in the Quidditch World Cup, but also for England. The team brought the championship title, and that night, he used his Animagus to rescue many injured Aurors. In view of his extraordinary efforts and achievements, he was awarded the Merlin Jazz Second Class Medal, which is very honored Yes, I am authorized to award Mr. Harris personally. "

There was a warm applause in the auditorium, and in the envious gaze of the little wizards, Allen took the golden medal with a purple ribbon from Dumbledore's hand.

"In addition, Mr. Allen Harris has become our youngest school governor in Hogwarts' history." Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, but Allen was keenly aware of the eyes behind his crescent-shaped glasses There is no mention of the tenderness when he saved people.