Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Dumbledore, who was on the rostrum, naturally noticed Soul's instructive applause, cast an admiring glance at him, waited for the applause to gradually subside, and cleared his throat.

"So, as I just said."

“Over the coming school year, we will be honored to host a wonderful event that has been invisible for more than a century.”

"I am very happy to tell you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year!"

"Triwizard Tournament?" There was a buzz of discussion in the auditorium. Those who knew what kind of event it was were excited, while those who didn't knew were confused.

Just like Moen and Justin next to Suer, Moen was excitedly introducing what kind of activity this was to Justin, who was confused.

And his source of information comes from his parents.

Sure enough, the Ministry of Magic's secrecy principle is no different from a sieve, Soul complained speechlessly.

At the Gryffindor table, a red-haired boy shouted back - "Are you kidding me?"

Soul squinted and looked, oh, he couldn't tell whether it was Fred or George among the twins.

"I'm not kidding." Dumbledore chuckled. He didn't seem to recognize that these were Fred and George, but he cleverly called them by their last name, "Mr. Weasley."

The discussion in the field fell silent when Dumbledore spoke.

"But since we are talking about joking, I have to mention a very funny joke I heard about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who entered the same tavern..."

At this time, Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly, and Dumbledore closed his mouth as if in a dream.

Then what?Soul blinked. Three magical animals entered the tavern. What happened? ? ?

Fall!Have you finished telling the joke? !What happened in the tavern? ! !

"Oh---it's not appropriate to say this now." Dumbledore laughed dryly, "Where did I just say? Forgive me for being old and a little confused--"

"You talked about the Triwizard Tournament." A voice came from Gryffindor.

"Oh, yes, yes, the Triwizard Tournament, thank you, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore nodded with a smile, stood behind the podium and looked around,

"Some of you don't know what the Triwizard Tournament is about, so I'm allowing those who know the situation to take a break while I need to explain a little bit."

"About 700 years ago, the three largest magic schools in Europe jointly organized a friendly competition. These three schools were Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang...the Warriors...the three project……"

"Death count...stop hosting."

When the word "death toll" came out of Dumbledore's mouth, a few young wizards showed surprise and slight fear on their faces. Most of the young wizards had faces full of excitement. For them, death was really far away.

But this cool-sounding competition can boost your spirits even more.

Especially when Dumbledore mentioned the rewards that the final winner of this competition would receive...

"In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will select the students in their schools who are most likely to become warriors to come to Hogwarts. The ceremony for selecting warriors will be held on Halloween, and an absolutely impartial The 'referees' will decide which students are most qualified to compete for the Triwizard Cup and win honor for their school. At that time, individuals will also receive a thousand Galleons prepared jointly by the three schools!"

A thousand gold galleons!This is a thousand gold galleons!

The atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became lively. Whether it was a little wizard whose family owned a mine or a poor little wizard, they all excitedly whispered to their neighbors. One thousand galleons was enough for them to buy what they wanted and complete their ideas. .

A few people have already started to think about what they will buy after getting a thousand galleons, such as Justin next to Suer.

"I must sign up!" He said, "For a thousand galleons, I can buy all the products of Candy Duke!"

The Gryffindor table was in an uproar. One of them, Fred or George, who was not sure whether it was Fred or George, slapped the table hard and shouted-'I want to participate! '

At this time, Dumbledore spoke up again.

"I know you are all eager to win honors and prizes for Hogwarts." The auditorium gradually became quiet, and everyone listened carefully to Dumbledore's next words, "But I must remind you that the events of the competition are very It's dangerous, even though we have taken a lot of precautions, we still can't guarantee that all students participating in the competition will be safe."

"So... after a long discussion between the principals of our three schools and the Minister of Magic, and after comprehensive consideration, we made a restriction. Originally, we thought that there should be an age limit for this year's competitors."

"That is to say - only students over 17 years old can participate in the competition."

"That's not fair!" Before Dumbledore could finish his words, there was a protest from Gryffindor. Needless to say, he knew who made it.

"But!" Dumbledore glanced towards the direction of the voice, "The headmaster of Durmstrang believes that our setting an age limit is unfair to some extremely outstanding students."

Dumbledore said, his blue eyes shining meaningfully behind his half-moon lenses.

Soul, who was sitting on the Hufflepuff table, couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart...

Some things seem to have changed... If they weren't 17 years old, would they still be the same people who became warriors in the future?Soul couldn't help but look at Cedric Diggory, who was sitting at the front of the long table and listening carefully to Dumbledore's speech.

"Although we have concerns, we have to admit that the suggestions put forward by Principal Durmstrang have good reasons. After a period of discussion--"

"We decided to relax the age limit from 17 to 13 years old, which means that students in second grade and above can sign up to participate."

When Dumbledore said this, he paused for a moment and glanced at the Hufflepuff table where Soul was sitting without leaving any trace.

When the cheers started, Dumbledore said again.

"I have to remind you again that the events of the Triwizard Tournament are far more dangerous than you imagine. For those who do not fully understand their own strength, I hope they can be more cautious when making decisions."

ps: I was really unlucky today. The two chapters I had coded disappeared inexplicably when I woke up one afternoon... No matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find them, so I had to re-code them...

It’s another year of college entrance examination, and I would like to wish all the college entrance examination students---

The journey of thousands of miles has begun, and the grand plan is at the right time. After ten years of hard work, I spread my wings, my ambitions are soaring, my sword is sharpened in the book mountain, and I study hard and travel in the sea. I wish you a gold medal in the college entrance examination, and a bright and prosperous future!

Come on!