Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

Eye attack on Master Malfoy.

Lucas chose to ignore it.

He kept an elegant smile and looked at the teacher's seat.

Notice that Dumbledore is wearing a glove on his right hand.

Guess the other party probably wanted to deceive others.

As everyone knows, this is more likely to make people curious.

"Lucas, did you already know?"

Master Malfoy's voice came from beside him.

All that was available was a puzzled look from Lucas.

"Stop pretending, with your ability, I'm afraid you already knew that there will be no Quidditch match? Tell me, what is the reason?"

Della's words attracted curious eyes from other little snakes.

Lucas swept across the faces of Pansy, Reiss, and Theodore.

"I think Mr. Principal will explain the reason right away, so please pay attention!"

next moment.

Dumbledore's voice came from the teachers' bench.

"Because we will usher in a very important event in October, this competition will last for a whole year.

"I can assure you that you will love this event very much. Now I announce that Hogwarts will be held this year..."

boom

The door of the auditorium suddenly flew open.

It looked as if someone had knocked open the door with a siege machine.

at the same time.

The magic on the ceiling of the auditorium has also changed.

The cosmic starry sky that was originally full of mysterious beauty.

Suddenly, it turned into dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

With the gust of wind blowing in from outside the door.

It makes people feel a sense of oppression that is about to come.

A thunder rang, and a figure suddenly appeared outside the auditorium.

The figure was wearing a traveling cloak, leaning on a cane, and walking with a rattling sound.

Mad-Eye, Alastor·Moody. 30

Former Auror, early member of the Order of the Phoenix.

This is a jealous old guy.

His broken leg, the scars on his face and body are all evidence of fighting the dark wizard.

He is still a stubborn old man.

Because of disagreement with the Ministry of Magic, he confronted the king with magic.

Openly calling himself a rebel to the Ministry of Magic.

certainly.

All this refers to the real Alastor·Moody.

Instead of the fake and shoddy product in front of you.

Lucas slowly closed the Marauder's Map in his hand.

A satisfied look is on his face as he looks at the fake Moody again.

"Albus!"

"Alastor!"

The hands of the two old men were tightly held together.

Dumbledore turned to look at the young wizard in the Great Hall.

"Let me introduce the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new school year, Alastor Moody.

There was not too much applause.

Compared with the excited and excited expression of the little lion.

The little snakes of Slytherin showed a faint worry.

Harry, who was clapping, turned to look at his friend next to him.

"Ron, what happened to the Slytherin people?"

Ron glanced at the long Slytherin table, his expression becoming very smug.

"They're afraid that Mad-Eye Moody caught a lot of dark wizards when he was an Auror.

"I've heard that half the cells in Azkaban are filled with Moody, and I guess most of those dark wizards are from Slytherin."

"Maybe some of these guys are relatives of those guys, that's why they're afraid of Professor Moody, Harry, that's great!"

Harry first took a surprised look at the unattractive, even ugly Mad-Eye.

He looked at the Slytherin table again, and there was excitement in his eyes.

It seems to hope that Mad-Eye can suppress the arrogance of the little snakes.

Slytherin long table.

Pan Xi frowned, and looked at the teacher's seat displeased.

"I remember the papers saying that Mad-Eye's home had been invaded? How did he end up here?"

"Pansy, that's Mad-Eye. Do you think ordinary people can handle him?"

Lucas didn't agree with Reiss Zabini's words.

Didn't this little Mr. Crouch in front of him just break in and subdue the famous Mad-Eye?

Lucas looked up at him.

Spotted the fake Moody staring in Slytherin's direction with that magic eye.

To be precise, stare at him.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

The ceiling became lightning and thunder again.

Just when the little wizard was trembling with fear, the light of two spells hit the ceiling at the same time.

Everyone looked at each other.

Discover a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Mad-Eye Moody.

The other one was from Slytherin College, no surprise, Lucas Grindelwald again.

The two fought against each other and refused to give in to each other.

This makes the magic on the ceiling even more confusing.

Until Dumbledore pulled out his Elder Wand to stop the two of them.

"Oh~ Lucas, although I know you are helping out of kindness, it will cause trouble for everyone.

"Alastor, you shouldn't haggle over a child. Don't forget that you are not an Auror now, but a professor at Hogwarts."

Dumbledore looked at the top 50 boards, and then glanced at Professor Snape on the teacher's bench.

"Mr. Grindelwald, as your dean, I think you should reflect on yourself. The dinner is over, please come to my office for confinement."

Seeing that Lucas was locked up on the first day of school.

Several cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table.

Ron was even more excited and tugged on his friend's wizard robe: "Look, Moody is the nemesis of black wizards.

"He managed to get that guy Grindelwald out of detention on the first day of school, and the evil Slytherin will probably suffer next."

There was a hint of a smile on Harry's lips.

Seeing Lucas's frown, he suddenly felt very comfortable.

"Hey Harry, your eyes are red, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Have it?"

Harry looked at the dinner plate, but his eyes were not as Neville said.

clap!

Dumbledore clapped his hands.

After everyone quieted down, he continued: "Where did I just say that? Oh, by the way, we will hold an exciting event next month."

"It has not been held for more than a century, and I am very happy to announce that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year!"

"Are you kidding me?" Fred yelled.

look at his expression.

It was clear how surprised he was.

Even the Slytherin students' eyes widened at the moment.

The Triwizard Tournament represents honor and grandeur.

A century ago, if anyone could win the Triwizard Tournament.

It might even land you a great job after graduation.

Wait until the auditorium is quiet again.

Dumbledore looked at Fred first and said, "I'm not kidding!"

"I believe some people don't know about the Triwizard Tournament, so please let me briefly introduce it first."

"The Triwizard Tournament was born seven hundred years ago, and the so-called main refers to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"The three schools selected three representative students to conduct three magic competitions, and to carry out friendly exchanges through the competitions."

"The three magic schools take turns to hold the competition every five years, but a century ago, it was suspended by the Ministry of Magic of the Three Kingdoms due to too many deaths."

Little wizards of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

It seems that they only understand that this is a competition between the three schools.

Didn't hear the latter sentence at all because it was stopped because of too many deaths.

So they cheer the loudest.

Dumbledore gestured again, and continued after the hall had quieted down.

"For a century, many people have tried to restore the game, but they have not succeeded, but with the efforts of the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports of the Ministry of Magic.

"The Ministry of Magic of the Three Kingdoms has finally reached a consensus that the time is ripe to try again."

"The principals of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang will bring the contestants to arrive in October, and the trials for the three contestants will be held on Halloween night."

"At that time, a referee will select warriors who can represent the three schools, and the winner of the Triwizard Tournament will be rewarded with a thousand gold Galleons!"

"I want to participate, I will definitely participate!"

Hearing that a thousand Galleons were rewarded, the Weasley twins roared at the top of their lungs.

Even Ron's breathing became heavy.

For them, honor comes second.

The point is that the bonus of 1,000 Galleons is too tempting!

Unfortunately, their dream of getting rich was quickly shattered.

Dumbledore looked at everyone and said again: "I know you all want to participate in this competition."

"But the principals of the three schools and the Ministry of Magic of the Three Kingdoms all believe that a restriction should be added to the participants.'

"Only students aged 17 and above can participate. I will personally take action at that time, in case some of you secretly sign up."

Dumbledore's words were immediately protested by many of the sixth years.

Because of age.

Most sixth graders won't be seventeen by Halloween.

Dissatisfaction with students.

Dumbledore wasn't going to bother.

He concluded by emphasizing the timing of the arrival of the other two schools.

It was announced that the opening dinner was over.

When the little wizards left the auditorium, they were still discussing the Triwizard Tournament.

Lucas heard the Weasley twins whining from a distance.

However, it can be heard from the words of the two that they do not intend to give up just yet.

Go back to the basement.

The Chief Challenge begins.

Since Prefect Gemma Farley has graduated.

No new prefects have been appointed to the Slytherins yet.

So the task of hosting the challenge fell to Lucas, the head of the academy.

Wait until it's all over.

Lucas looked at everyone in the lounge and said, "You already know about the Triwizard Tournament."

"I am now announcing the first chief order of this school year. No one is allowed to put their name in the Goblet of Fire and is prohibited from participating in this dangerous competition."

"Listen, everyone, I'm talking about anyone, including qualified sixth and seventh graders.

The little snakes realized early on that this Triwizard Tournament was accompanied by great danger.

So for the Chief Order of Lucas.

The students of Slytherin House have no opinion.

Wait until everyone disbands.

Lucas hurried to the potions office again without stopping.

"Let's go, Mr. Principal, but I have been waiting for you for a long time.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Professor Snape's deep voice.

Then Black's wizard robes appeared.

The two walked hand in hand to the principal's office on the eighth floor. .