Harry Potter: Man at Hogwarts but no wand

After Dumbledore left, Sirius also left.Harry wanted to say something to his brother, but found that he didn't even look at him.Hermione pulled him, and he could only return to the table and sit down.

Filch closed the door again. He saw Mrs. Norris walking in with her back hunched over, staring at Moody in the corner with a pair of cat eyes alert and aggressive, so he glanced at the crazy former Auror suspiciously.

"As you wish, Lawrence, Professor Dumbledore will cooperate with the investigation, but -" Crouch in front of the podium looked gloomy, and he paused in a long voice, as if waiting for Andy to express his position.

"I promise I won't do anything else from now on." Andy continued.

"That's not true, Lawrence."

"After Dumbledore ends his interrogation, will I go to the Ministry of Magic to cooperate with the investigation? That's no problem, Director Crouch." Andy understood what he meant.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Lawrence, then please continue, Principal Sprout." He sat down and said a few words to the Aurors beside him, and the two Aurors left.He looked at Alastor Moody in the corner again. He was limping onto the teacher's desk - the terrifying evil eye was spinning and scanning him.

"Everyone is silent and returns to their seats. Mr. Lawrence, please return to your seats, as well as Miss Brown and Mr. Finch-Fletchley." Professor McGonagall presided over the discipline, and the little wizards took their seats one after another. They were worried and worried. A little afraid of the nervous red-haired boy just now, Justin waved his hands to everyone, indicating that his friends were fine and would not hurt them.

"I'm sorry, Professor Sprout." Andy bowed slightly to apologize. He was waiting for other students to sit down before finding a seat, for fear of making other students uncomfortable or scared.

"Go and sit down, Andy." Professor Sprout simply answered him, then walked up to the lecture table and prepared to continue organizing the opening ceremony.On the podium carved with a golden owl, the gray-haired witch spoke: "Let's get down to business, students, let me first introduce the Triwizard Tournament. This one is a series of magic competitions between three schools. Each school will select one student to participate in the competition. But unlike Quidditch, the selected person can only play alone..."

"Why haven't you seen Malfoy?" Lavender searched around but couldn't see the head with light blond hair: "Is he still in Malfoy Manor?"

"Not sure." Andy planned to ladle a bowl of bouillabaisse. He picked up the spoon and said, "I haven't seen him for a long time. Do you have something to say to him?"

"Yes, I saw that day..."

"Shh-" Andy whispered: "Let's eat now. There is French food today." As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lavender took the spoon from his hand and scooped a bowl for him and put it in front of him.

"Thank you, I can do this myself, but can you help me cut some meat?" Andy was a little embarrassed. His left paw now plays almost the same role in daily life as it would without it.

"Okay." Lavender immediately picked up the knife and fork. She lowered her head and Andy couldn't see his expression.

"... Please pay attention, I have a few words to say. Eternal glory is waiting for the student who wins the Triwizard Tournament. However, that student must complete three tasks, three extremely dangerous and arduous tasks. Task......"

Principal Sprout was still telling the details of the competition. Although the students were eating, they all listened attentively.This witch principal is happy to be in office. She always lets the students listen to her talk while eating.

"Krum?" Justin looked at the gloomy wizard in front of him, who was two sizes older than him, and felt that his tone of voice was somewhat inconsistent with the image in the letter: "You have to keep an eye on him next time."

"His potion?" Krum said succinctly: "I will use force to guard him in a while, and you can find his inventory."

"OK."

"Wait? When did you two get in touch?! You actually wrote a letter in private and told me how to deal with me in front of me. Isn't that ridiculous?!" Andy looked at the two of them with an expression of disbelief, "Are you polite?" .

"Andy, please keep your voice down... I'll report to Madam Pomfrey after class. You guys are looking at him... ah, sorry, let's continue."

The professor looked like he was used to it. It seemed that Principal Sprout was always good at changing the subject: "In view of the above reasons, the Ministry of Magic has issued a regulation. The following is to invite the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, Mr. Mr. Rauch announced.”

Old Crouch walked to the rostrum, and two Aurors moved onto a magnificent tower-shaped box - it was as tall as a person, and the golden shell was painted with complicated decorations.

Crouch cleared his throat and said solemnly: "After careful consideration, the Ministry of Magic has finally decided that for the sake of safety, all students under the age of 17 are not allowed to register for this Triwizard Tournament."

"Fart! Nonsense!"

"What a rubbish decision!"

"This is not fair!"

The students in the audience protested loudly, and the Weasley twins, the masters, cheered the loudest.

Crouch ignored him. Principal Sprout raised his wand and pointed it at the tower-shaped box with a metal shell. The shell quickly receded as if melting, revealing a simple trophy. The blue flame burned instantly. Up, the students all became quiet.

"Every student who wants to participate must write his name and school name on a piece of paper and throw it into this trophy." Old Barty Crouch continued to speak: "Those who are aspiring to become warriors can do so within 24 hours. Sign up within. Tonight the goblet is in the foyer, and tomorrow night the Warriors of the Three Schools will be born - and I advise you that I will draw an age line around it, anyone under seventeen. You can’t cross this age line, so don’t bother trying.”

After the meal, the duo who collected the potions emptied Andy's inventory, but Andy didn't panic, after all, he drank enough potions today.

When curfew came, he sneaked into the hall, and a moment later sneaked back to Durmstrang's boat.And not long after, Karkaroff, who sneaked into the foyer and wanted to put Harry's name into the trophy, returned to the ship anxiously.

And early the next morning, the entire Hogwarts exploded - the Goblet of Fire was missing!