Immortals At Hogwarts In Marvel

The man shook hands with Dumbledore and said something in a low voice. Dumbledore nodded and motioned for the man to sit in an empty seat to his right.

"Allow me to introduce our new black magic defense teacher," Dumbledore broke his silence, "Professor Moody."

"Do you want to expose him?" Phoebe, who has the same memory, asked in his heart.

"It will count." Luke replied.

Now that F.A.M members have mastered a lot of common spells, it's time to get in touch with some more powerful spells, even black magic. I can just use the hands of Moody, the fake crazy eye, to explain one or two to everyone.

In order to ensure that there is no Oolong, Luke has already probed when Mad Eye Moody enters the auditorium, even if it is not Little Crouch, it will not be Mad Eye himself.

"As I just said, this school year we will be very honored to host a very exciting event, this event has not been held for more than a century. I am very happy to tell you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held in Huo this year. Gwarts held."

Most young necromancers have never heard of the Triwizard Tournament, let alone what it represents. For this reason Dumbledore introduced to everyone the origin of the Triwizard Tournament.

"The Triwizard Tournament was founded more than 700 years ago. It is a kind of friendly competition among the three largest magic schools in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Booth Barton and Demster. Lang. Each school selects one warrior, and then three warriors compete in three magic events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years and the three schools take turns to host it. But later, the death toll was too much, and the Triwizard Tournament It was interrupted."

"Over the centuries, people have tried several times to resume the championship," Dumbledore paused and continued, "but not once was successful. However, the Department of International Magic Cooperation and Magic Sports of the Ministry of Magic believes, The time is ripe for another try. This summer we have done a lot of work to ensure that every warrior does not endanger his life."

"In October, the principals of Booth Barton and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors. The ceremony for selecting the warriors will be held on Halloween. An impartial referee will determine which students are most eligible to participate. Compete for the top three cups in the competition, win honors for your school, and individuals can also receive a thousand gallons of prize money."

It was almost the moment Dumbledore finished his introduction. Except for this year’s freshman, all the little necromancer’s eyes turned to Luke. No one thought he would be more qualified than Luke and could participate as a warrior representative at Hogwarts. This game.

"I think we have won!" Fred said loudly.

Almost everyone laughed out loud, no one would doubt this fact.

"We all know that Mr. Kirk is very good, but -" Dumbledore paused again, "For the sake of fairness, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agreed that Mr. Kirk has many kinds of magic and is not suitable to represent Hogg. Watts participated in this event, and Miss Granger is the same."

Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, because some people protested angrily after hearing his words.

"Professor, shouldn't students be allowed to learn anything other than the content of Professor Hogwarts?" Katie was one of the protesters.

"Hogwarts and other schools learn different knowledge, Durmstrang can also learn black magic, which is also unfair." Malfoy also exclaimed.

Everyone was taken aback, and Malfoy, who was unexpectedly, would also protest, but his protest was quickly overshadowed by other people's voices.

Dumbledore didn't expect so many necromancers to protest. There were students from the four colleges, and the number was increasing.

"Professor, please allow me to say a few words." Luke suddenly stood up from his position and said loudly.

The little necromancers saw Luke stand up, and the auditorium became quiet again.

"Definitely yes." Dumbledore motioned to him to speak.

"First of all, I am very grateful to everyone for trusting me. Secondly, I am really not suitable to participate in this event, because I have another more important thing-to take everyone to the universe."

Luke gently waved his right arm forward, all the light sources in the auditorium gradually dimmed, and a huge amounts of fireball appeared in the center, and then eight very beautiful planets surrounded the fireball. In the end, all the candles and torches in the auditorium were completely extinguished, and the necromancers were surrounded by stars, as if they were in the vast universe.

The dark auditorium did not panic everyone, but many small necromancers still gave out Roar, staring excitedly at the solar system in the center of the auditorium.

"This is the earth where we are, the solar system where the earth is. In the next time, I will take everyone out of the earth, close to other planets in the solar system, and observe their shadows up close." The images of the eight planets follow Luke's words Expanded a lot.

"Even we will land on other planets and set foot on lands that necromancers have never reached."

Luke snapped his fingers, the starry sky disappeared, the auditorium regained its brightness, and the candles burned again. Everyone was still reminiscing about the dreamlike scene just now.

"Moreover, to be more arrogant, even if all the teachers and students from the two schools come, they will not be my opponents. Therefore, this honor requires everyone to work hard, I believe-every Hogwarts The students of the school will be the best, I will be proud of you, and Hogwarts will be proud of you." Luke spoke louder and louder.

There was enthusiastic applause and cheers in the auditorium, and Hermione and Phoebe looked very proud.

Suddenly, a cup appeared in front of everyone on the long table. Inside the cup was a fragrant red fragranc, a kind of francini, which tasted like wine, but not wine, for fear that Professor McGonagall would trouble him afterwards.

"To Hogwarts, to each of us." Luke picked up the glass and shouted, then drank the frangipani in the glass in one sip, and threw the glass heavily to the ground.

"To Hogwarts, to each of us." Fred, George and Gryffindor’s little necromancers shouted the most vigorously. The others did the same, shouting and drank their drinks. , Also dropped the cup to the ground, and for a while, only the sound of the cup banging was left in the auditorium.

"Uh, I'm sorry, Professor, this is the etiquette of other planets, I will definitely clean it up." He saw Professor McGonagall's brows keep jumping, and said a little apologetically.

The little necromancers all laughed, and Hermione also gave him an annoying look.

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