v2 Chapter 465： 4 Big Tournament

As Professor Moody got up, there was a burst of applause in the auditorium, not warm enough, but loud.

Mad-Eye Moody, whose face can be described as "ferocious", has easily won the fear of many people. His magical eyes are constantly turning, and some timid girls don't even dare to look directly at each other.

"Lockhart was arrested, I thought I would hire other professors, but Moody-" Shawn whispered while applauding.

He and Moody were also acquainted. When he was treating Daisy's blood curse and silence, the other party appeared in Uncle Sirius' old house.

And, Moody was the first person Sean saw who could smell his black magic skills just by "smell".

"In Azkaban, half of the prisoners were sent in by myself, and those who have been using black magic always have a smell on their bodies. Although it is not pure darkness like Silent, I can always smell it. ."

"Ha - Albus said, it's my talent - it's quite convenient for catching dark wizards anyway."

This is what Moody said to Sean at the beginning, coupled with his hideous appearance, Sean's evaluation is: The Ministry of Magic should thank Moody for being an Auror, not a dark wizard.

Daisy on the other side heard what Sean said, and whispered: "It's actually normal, because Mr. Moody is out of work now, you know, the Ministry of Magic... I heard that Mr. Moody went to smash the Auror office, Then he slammed all the staff of the Ministry of Magic as 'stupid idiots' and walked out, hearing that no one dared to stop him - the most powerful wizards in the Ministry of Magic are Aurors, and now the Aurors Half of it was brought out by Mr. Moody."

Sean smacked his lips in admiration: "It's really Mad-Eye Moody's demeanor, but your father and Sirius seem to have resigned like this..."

Daisy stuck out her tongue: "To be honest, they shouldn't be called resignation, they should be called Yuyu who fired the Ministry of Magic - but my father and my godfather have nothing to do now, and so does Mr. Moody, although he is no longer. It is an Auror in name and position, but he will still arrest those dark wizards. I heard that he went to the United States for half a year, and the number of local dark wizard activities has dropped by half. After my dad and Sirius heard about it. I still want to go with you..."

"However, before they passed, Moody came back on his own - the righteousness division of the Magical Congress of the United States did not welcome him. I guess it is because of this that he accepted Professor Dumbledore's invitation to come to Hogwarts to become black magic. Defense class professor."

"Probably so..."

Sean looked up at Moody, who was no different from the crazy-eyed man in his mind. However, perhaps due to the influence of the original book, Sean subconsciously observed the other party's movements.

Since the beginning of the dinner party, I haven't taken out a small metal wine bottle. It seems that little Barty was not pretending to drink the compound decoction...

Sean's conjecture is of course a little nonsense, but he is indeed more likely to have such thoughts.

At this moment, in a dark dungeon, a man with disheveled hair who was firmly bound by iron chains raised his head. His face was pale, and the two dark circles under his eyes were particularly conspicuous. If you look more closely, you can see that his There are all kinds of scars and pinholes on the body, obviously suffering from inhuman torture.

However, this did not break his enthusiasm at all, even if he was already dead.

"Master... I definitely, won't, betray you..." Barty's eyes were still crazy and bright, he murmured alone.

It's like saying it to the master who can't hear his voice, like reminding the wizard who has been tormenting him all these days, and also like reminding himself so that he can persevere.

Barty Jr.'s false master, Lord Voldemort, is now unknown, but his real master, Sean Wallup, is listening to Mr. Headmaster in the Great Hall of Hogwarts at this time.

"...Administrator Filch told me that this is the 528th request - freshmen and seniors, don't cast spells randomly in the corridor, of course, not only this, there are many other rules, Mr. Filch will post it on the bulletin board again tomorrow."

A few old fritters secretly lowered their heads and snickered a few times, and looked at each other a few times, such as the Wesley twins, such as the Gryffindor trio of Harry, Neville, and Ron.

Of course, Ravenclaw's offending professional household and new prefect is carefully following the headmaster's instructions.

"This is probably the welcome speech, and the new rules will be posted on the bulletin board tomorrow—" Dumbledore paused, he pushed his glasses, "Of course, there is one more thing to announce to everyone. "

There was a low noise in the auditorium, and the students were excited, and they had already guessed what Dumbledore was going to say.

"I think most people should have guessed it, but let me tell you first, even with the relaxation of the Ministry of Magic regulations, Quidditch still can't be played."

"Oh! No!" Sean heard Harry whimper in pain.

Dumbledore smiled, a little mischievous as if he had succeeded in a prank.

"This is because a large event will start in October and will continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy - but I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun with it. I'm very happy to announce that, This year at Hogwarts, we will be proud to host a very exciting event over the next few months."

"I believe everyone has heard of it long ago. In other words, the little wizard who watched the game in the stands has now grown up to the age where he can compete—"

"Yes, the Big Four is about to be held at Hogwarts, and the Goblet of Fire will officially start to burn."

Even if it was expected, when Dumbledore officially announced the news, there was still an excited noise in the auditorium, but Dumbledore did not stop it, and only raised a hand after letting everyone discuss happily for a while. Signal quiet.

"I can understand everyone's excitement, but there are more and more new blood joining Hogwarts, and some of you still don't know what's going on in this competition, so I hope those who know the situation Forgive me for explaining a little here, I allow their minds to wander off for a while."

Dumbledore cleared his throat and said, "The Triwizard Tournament was created about seven hundred years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest schools of magic in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts , Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Each school selects a warrior, and then three warriors compete in three magical events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting. It is agreed that, It was a great way for young wizards from different countries to form friendships - but then the death toll was so high that the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted."

The death toll was too high—a lot of freshmen were taken aback by this cold sentence, and even many old students who didn't know much about the history of the Goblet of Fire covered their mouths in horror.

It doesn't sound like a safe place for a student to die while in school.

However, more people still have excitement and anticipation on their faces.

"Over the centuries, several attempts have been made to restore the Tournament of Championship," Dumbledore continued, "but none have been successful. This has changed in this century, when our 'old rivals' (speaking of this time) , Dumbledore raised his hand in a helpless gesture) Nurmengard School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was officially established, and after a series of persuasion, research, and preparation, the Goblet of Fire was re-ignited. Of course, the Triwizard Tournament became the Big Four Tournament The number of participating warriors has also increased from one per school to three per school."

"What is even more gratifying is that the semi-final competition has been restarted to this day, and there has never been a student death in the competition. The Ministry of Magic of various countries has also given strong support from the very beginning to now. This is an exchange of young people from various countries. A great opportunity to learn - with a lot of danger, of course."

"The Goblet of Fire was picked up by Nurmengard in the last Finals Tournament, and in October, they'll come to Hogwarts with the Goblet of Fire, and Durmstrang and Boo. Sparton will also come to Hogwarts under the leadership of their headmaster, who will lead a carefully selected contender to the ceremony to choose a warrior to be held on Halloween. Unbiased judges selected by the federation will decide which students are most eligible to compete for the Tri-Strong Cup, win honors for their schools, and receive 3,000 Galleons for individuals—3,000 each for the winning team.”

This huge number made everyone suffocate, and then, the auditorium became more lively, and the students had excited expressions on their faces. Whether it was the huge honor or the equally huge bonus, it was too attractive.

"Are you overweight this time?" Fred and George were excited there, "We were only in the second year when the last Goblet of Fire was held, and the prize money that time was 1,000 Galleons per person on the winning team, this time It’s actually doubled! It’s still tripled! Oh my God, it’s so generous!”

The two brothers' longing for Garen had turned into a fiery flame in their eyes.

Only Sean smiled. The original bonus of 3,000 Galleons tripled. The extra 6,000 Galleons may not sound like a big number, but in the price of a wand of only 7 Galleons, this is not a big deal. It's not a small number either. Ordinary wizard families can never afford such a huge sum of money, but well...

Dumbledore continued: "Thanks to the Wizards Charity Society for their strong sponsorship of this semi-final competition. The president of the association, who did not want to be named, wants me to tell everyone that he hopes that the students of the four schools can vigorously participate in this competition. To communicate and learn from each other, he is very much looking forward to this competition.”

"Let's applaud this unnamed Mr. Kang." Dumbledore took the lead in applauding.

Without him taking the lead, the students also made a warm voice, and the six thousand gold Galleons were enough to make everyone excited.

"Wizards' Charity Society? I seem to have heard of..."

"Don't be silly, of course you've heard of it. Aren't there many little wizards with Dawn Project cards among the freshmen? And there are many people around us who have applied. The Dawn Project was launched by the Wizards Charity Association."

"The Dawn Project?! My God, is it their project? I was surprised when I heard that, which association can provide so much money, and they are all interest-free student loans. Isn't this just doing charity? "Is it really a charity association?"

"Yeah, I heard that the founder of this association is not trying to do business, but to allow some students from difficult families to use the same brand-new teaching supplies as others, and hope to provide them with some jobs in the future. ."

"Merlin's beard, this founder is really Mr. Kang Kei."

"Not only Kang, but also rich - everything he does is to make the future of the wizarding world better, I have decided anyway, although I can only apply for the Dawn Project for two years, but after graduation I will go to wizarding charity I will also contribute to the work of the association.”

"It's really a good place, but now I'm still very jealous of the three thousand gold Galleon bonus. God, that gentleman is too rich, right? It's free!"

"Yeah, I can only say that he is not only rich, but also very supportive of various school exchanges. He must be a very good person..."

The students had countless discussions, amazement, envy, excitement... All the voices were constantly ringing, and there was no sign that they had to be quiet.

Without him, the shock of this money is too great. The names of the Wizarding Charity Association and the Dawn Project have been deeply imprinted in the minds of all students.

Hermione and Daisy looked at Sean secretly, and after seeing the boy's expected smile, they got closer, and Hermione said in a very low voice, "Sean, you didn't tell us! God! , you donated a full six thousand gold Galleons?!"

Xiaobaihua blinked wildly at Sean: "I know you are rich but I didn't know you were so rich, you can support me in the future, Mr. Wallop!"

"Don't make trouble—" Sean laughed happily, "I have to correct it, it wasn't me who donated, it was my dad who donated six thousand Galleons. Although the cash flow has shrunk considerably, he is happy."

In fact, it was Sean's dad who came up with the idea, and the Honorable Mr. Wallup made the decision immediately after hearing about the Goblet of Fire.

The Wizarding Charity Association has been using various resources to collect funds, partly for expenses, partly for direct cash out of Gringotts in the future.

Of course, Mr. Wallup himself has thrown a lot of money into it. When the Wizards Charity Association was not strong enough, the association's funds still required Mr. Wallup to buy gold with British pounds, and then exchange gold for Galleon.

However, for the private hospital owner, this is to pave the way for his own son. This is all an ordinary father can do for a wizard child, and he feels that the money is very worthwhile.

It is also worth mentioning that Mr. Wallup even wanted to buy a seat on the Hogwarts board of directors with his cash flow... After all, his youngest daughter will be enrolled in two years...