Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the door of the auditorium was slammed open again.

Everyone looked around after hearing the reputation, and saw a man wearing a black traveling cloak and holding a cane standing quietly in the darkness.

The man took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, and started walking towards the staff desk.

And it wasn't until this moment that everyone could see clearly the face of the visitor under the light of the candles in the auditorium.

It's okay if you don't look at it, everyone gasped when they saw it, and some timid girls even covered their mouths.

There is no other reason, this person is really ugly.

Mike can swear that this is definitely the ugliest person he has ever seen. Even the noseless Voldemort in the original movie is better looking than this guy in front of him.

At the very least, Voldemort's face was still smooth, but this guy's face was densely covered with scars, and even a piece of hair on his head was missing.

But the most noticeable thing is his eye, strictly speaking, it should be his left eye, which is a fake eye made by alchemy.

Although it is a prosthetic eye, no one really thinks that it is just a prosthetic limb used for decoration.

Because at the moment it is moving up and down, left and right, observing everyone in the auditorium.

And everyone who is scanned by this eye has a feeling of being completely seen through.

His leg should have been injured too, and he was limping when he walked, needing to rely on a cane for assistance.

But his walking speed is very fast, and his steps are steady, giving people a capable feeling.

"This is your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Now, everyone applauds and welcomes."

Dumbledore began to applaud after saying that.

But not many people applauded with him.

Most of them were stunned by Moody's horrific appearance, while some, such as the fierce-looking guys on the Slytherin long table, were out of hatred.

"This is 'Mad-Eye' Moody, a real senior Auror. From Voldemort's time to now, this guy has captured at least hundreds of dark wizards, and most of the injuries on his body were also suffered at that time. "Penello leaned over and said, "This kind of hero should be rewarded. In fact, the Ministry of Magic really did this. But Moody rejected all the honors bestowed on him by the Ministry of Magic. The magic eye that can see through people's hearts and continues to hunt dark wizards. Many people say that he is crazy, because even those who have been acquitted by the Ministry of Magic are on his hunting list."

After that, Penello pouted towards Slytherin's long table and said:

"You see, the elders of many people in Slytherin were killed by him or imprisoned in Azkaban. They can be said to hate Moody."

Mike gave Moody a deep look.

Moody was cutting up a steak with a silver knife and feeding the cut to a mouse.

This is a drug test!

Mike came to a conclusion in an instant.

At this moment, Moody seemed to be aware of Mike's gaze. The intact blue eye was still observing the mouse's reaction, but the alchemy prosthetic eye looked at Mike strangely.

Mike looked back as if nothing had happened.

"Other than that, I regret to inform you that we will not be holding the House Cup Quidditch this year."

Dumbledore said again.

As soon as this remark came out, the entire auditorium exploded.

Everyone reacted fiercely, because Quidditch can be said to be their only relatively large-scale entertainment program. If you cancel it now, you can cancel it. How can they accept it.

But Dumbledore wasn't done yet.

"Because a large-scale event will start in October and last for the entire school year, occupying a lot of time and energy of the teachers. I believe many people here have already guessed that this event is the Triwizard Tournament!" said Dumbledore , "The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 years ago. It is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. These three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durm Strong. Each school selects a warrior, and then the three warriors compete in three events.

The Triwizard Tournament was originally held every five years and was hosted by the three schools in rotation. It has always been thought that this makes good friendships between young wizards of all nations.

But later, because the death toll was too high, the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted. "

Except for a few people like Mike who had already heard the news of the Triwizard Tournament, all the little wizards in the auditorium looked at each other in blank dismay.

What Dumbledore said startled them.

"Attempts have been made to bring back the Tournament all the time, without success," continued Dumbledore, "but now, thanks to the work done by the Ministry of Magic this summer, we have Self-confidence can ensure that every warrior will not encounter life-threatening.

In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors, and before Halloween, a truly impartial judge will choose the warriors who are most qualified to participate in the Triwizard Cup. His school won the honor, and he could also get a bonus of one thousand gold galleons. "

As soon as this remark came out, many people in the audience immediately became excited and started whispering to those around them.

This is a thousand gold Galleons, which is a huge sum of money for many people from poor families.

However, Dumbledore soon poured down a bucket of cold water.

"I know you are all eager to do honor to Hogwarts," said Dumbledore, "however, Hogwarts and the Ministry have always considered that there should be an age cut-off for this year's contenders. Only fourteen Only students under the age of 10 are allowed to sign up. I think this measure is very necessary, because the Triwizard Tournament is an extremely dangerous competition after all, no matter how many precautions we take, little wizards with low abilities will not be able to deal with it at all. "

Hearing this, Mike frowned.

This is different from the original.

The age limit in the original book is over seventeen years old.

But after thinking about it, Mike was relieved.

I had just passed my fourteenth birthday in the summer.

In other words, this age limit is likely to be considered according to your own age.

After all, he is the champion of the Hogwarts duel competition.

If Dumbledore really set the age limit so high like the original book, and blocked himself from the entry threshold.

Not to mention whether he himself was convinced, even the others at Hogwarts would not be convinced either.

Just kidding, the strongest student at Hogwarts should be Mike, but you didn't let him participate in the final three?

Are you sure it's not shady?

However, Dumbledore has another downside to doing this.

That's Harry.

Harry is Dumbledore's favorite, will Dumbledore really allow him to participate in such a dangerous competition?

Thinking of this, Mike took a deep look at Harry who was happily discussing something with Ron on the long table opposite.

...

Late at night, in the Room of Response, Mike was sitting on the sofa chair he used to sit on.

Opposite him were the twelve mutual aid members who had participated in the hunting competition.

Mike had left them all letters after the opening dinner, telling them to come to the Room of Requirement tonight.

In the past two months, except for a few people, they have suffered a lot, and now, it is time for them to reap.

"Let's not talk nonsense, let's get started."

Mike took a sip from his teacup and said.

After saying that, Victor walked out impatiently.

In his hand, he was dragging a suitcase.

This suitcase is very ordinary, the kind of ordinary pc material suitcase that can be bought on the market.

But this suitcase is not ordinary either.

Because the surface of the suitcase has long been dilapidated and dilapidated, and there is still a lot of black, dried blood on it.

Victor himself also seemed to have matured a lot, and his blond hair, which was the same color as Mike's, was knotted randomly like a weed.

There was also a scar on his face.

From the corner of the eye to the bridge of the nose.

The scar was very light, and it seemed that Victor should have been treated with potions, but it still gave Victor a vicissitudes of life.

"Stab!"

The zipper of the suitcase was unzipped, revealing the contents of the suitcase.

In an instant, an unpleasant rancid smell came from it, and everyone present covered their noses one after another, but out of curiosity, they still looked into the suitcase.

"Ah! Ah!"

The rich lady who was originally in Benjamin's team screamed immediately, and the rest of the people also looked shocked.

The suitcase was full of body parts of black magic creatures.

From the teeth of werewolves, the scalp of water monsters, to the hearts of vampires, we have everything!

Victor stood there staring at Mike with a proud face.

Here is all he has gained in the past two months.

As for Mike, facing Victor's somewhat offensive eyes, he didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth were slowly becoming larger.

At this moment, a little black suddenly leaned over, looked at Victor in shock, and said:

"God, with so many werewolf teeth, the legendary werewolf hunter can't be you?"

Victor looked at that little black with some doubts.

"This is what two werewolves told me. They said that there was a terrible hunter who slaughtered their entire village." Xiao Hei said flatteringly, "I was still wondering who was so arrogant, but I didn't expect It turned out to be you, Boss Victor!"

Hearing this, Victor's body trembled violently.

He said tremblingly, "Those two werewolves, don't they have a beard and a little girl?"

"Oh! You still remember them! But yes, that bearded man is amazing..."

"Where are they now?" Victor's pupils began to shrink.

"Hey, then can I let them go? Of course they are here." Xiao Hei said, reaching his neckline and taking out a string of wolf tooth necklaces. This necklace looks very shabby without any other There are only four bare canine teeth, two big and two small.

The big one is a bit yellowish, it seems that its original owner didn't pay much attention to the maintenance of teeth, and may even have the habit of smoking.

And the small ones are petite and exquisite, with good quality.

"Hey! I'm not good at it, little brother. Fortunately, I found these two werewolves after two months of hard work, so I can only string their teeth together like this. You are still very good, Boss Victor, with such a big box, it looks like this. The first place this time must be yours, and you must..."

Before Xiao Hei could finish his sentence, Victor punched him in the face with one fist, knocking him to the ground.

Xiao Hei looked confused, he didn't understand that everyone was polite last second, why did they suddenly throw their fists at each other?

However, Victor obviously didn't intend to stop. He stared at the bloodshot eyes, with a ferocious expression, and punched Xiao Hei's body one after another, as if he wanted to beat him to death before he could give up!

The other 10 people present were stunned, but none of them went up to fight.

Mike sighed, took out his wand, and a left and right separation separated Xiao Hei from Victor.

Little Hei was still in shock, and hid behind the bookshelf in fear.

Victor, on the other hand, still didn't give up, his eyes were red, and he looked like Shura, screaming and wanting to continue beating that little black.

It's a pity that Mike's magic power is much stronger than him, and he can't break free from Mike's shackles at all.

Gradually, Victor's roar became hoarse, and tears flowed down his face.

That roar, which sounded a little frightening at first, combined with the way Victor was weeping bitterly at the moment, gave off a miserable feeling.

Seeing this, the rich lady who had been hiding far away showed a look of unbearable in her eyes, and slowly approached Victor, as if she wanted to comfort the man in front of her but didn't dare.

Mike curled his lips. He had no interest in why Victor suddenly lost his temper and why he cried bitterly. He nodded to Benjamin, indicating that he could come forward and show.

Seeing this, Benjamin moved his eyes away from Victor, walked up to Mike, and began to show.

Compared with Victor, Benjamin's trophies are much more stylish.

This is not to say that Benjamin's trophies are high-end, but the way Benjamin handles them is very classy.

First is the container.

Victor, a poor guy, couldn't afford a traceless stretching spell bag. Benjamin was different. He and his teammates put all the trophies in a traceless stretching spell bag.

Secondly, Benjamin's trophies were all cleaned up very clean.

Just take the same werewolf teeth as an example. The werewolf teeth that Benjamin took out were as white as jade, as if they had just been sent to the dentist to have their teeth cleaned, while Victor's were bloody and bloody. It's disgusting to look at.

It can even be said that even Benjamin's gestures of taking the trophy are much more graceful than Victor's.

The gap between the two is huge.

Benjamin is like a master chef, carefully handling the ingredients and serving them to your table.

Victor, on the other hand, is more of a hunter.

He came out of the old forest with a sack full of bloody game, and asked you fiercely if you want to buy it.

The judging of the competition has come to an end.

Among the twelve people, except for Victor and Benjamin's team, the rest of the Lone Rangers had very little harvest, and Mike didn't even have the hope of looking at them.

The champion should be Benjamin or Victor.