Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 278: Victor attacks and injures others
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the door of the Great Hall was slammed open again.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man wearing a black traveling cloak and leaning on a walking stick standing quietly in the darkness.

The man took off his hood, shaking out his long gray hair, and began to walk towards the staff table.

It was not until this moment that everyone could see the visitor's appearance clearly under the light of candles in the auditorium.

It would have been better if they hadn't looked at it. Once they looked at it, everyone gasped, and some of the timid girls even covered their mouths.

The reason is simple: this person is just too ugly.

Mike dared to swear that this was definitely the ugliest person he had ever seen. Even Voldemort, who had no nose in the original movie, was better looking than this guy.

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

But the most eye-catching thing is his eye, strictly speaking, it should be his left eye, which is a prosthetic eye made by alchemical technology.

Although it is a prosthetic eye, no one really thinks it is just a decorative prosthesis.

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

Anyone who was glanced at by this eye had a feeling of being completely seen through.

His legs must have been injured, and he walked with a limp and needed the help of a cane.

But he walked very fast and his steps were steady, giving people a sense of efficiency.

"This is your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Now, everyone, give a round of applause to welcome him."

Dumbledore began to applaud after he finished speaking.

But not many people applauded with him.

Most of them were stunned by Moody's horrifying appearance, while some, like the ferocious-looking guys at the Slytherin table, were stunned out of hatred.

"This is Mad-Eye Moody, a real senior Auror. From the time of Voldemort to the present, this guy has captured at least hundreds of dark wizards, and most of the injuries on his body were also sustained at that time." Penelope came over and said, "Such a hero should be rewarded, and in fact the Ministry of Magic really did so. But Moody refused all the honors bestowed on him by the Ministry of Magic, and instead installed a magic eye that is said to be able to see through people's hearts, and continued to hunt down dark wizards. Many people say that he has gone crazy, because even those who have been found not guilty by the Ministry of Magic are on his wanted list."

After saying this, Penelope pointed towards the Slytherin table and said:
"You see, many of the elders of Slytherin were killed by him or imprisoned in Azkaban. They hate Moody to the core."

Mike gave Moody a long look.

At this moment, Moody was cutting a steak with a silver knife and then feeding the cut beef to a mouse.

This is a poison test!
Mike came to the conclusion instantly.

At this moment, Moody seemed to have noticed Mike's gaze. His intact blue eye was still observing the mouse's reaction, but his alchemical eye looked at Mike strangely.

Mike looked away as if nothing had happened.

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

Dumbledore spoke again.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire auditorium exploded.

Everyone reacted very strongly, because Quidditch is arguably their only large-scale entertainment program. How can they accept it if you cancel it right away?

But Dumbledore had not yet finished speaking.

"Because a large-scale event will start in October and last throughout the school year, occupying a lot of teachers' time and energy. I believe many of you have already guessed that this event is the Triwizard Tournament!" Dumbledore said, "The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 years ago. It is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Each school selects a champion, and then the three champions compete in three events respectively.

The Triwizard Tournament was originally held every five years and was hosted by three schools in turn. It was always believed that this would allow young wizards from different countries to establish good friendships.

But later, due to the high number of deaths, the Triwizard Tournament was suspended."

Except for a few people like Mike who had already learned the news of the Triwizard Tournament, the young wizards in the auditorium all looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were frightened by what Dumbledore said.

"People have tried to restore the tournament system, but none of them have succeeded." Dumbledore continued, "But now, thanks to the work done by the Ministry of Magic this summer, we are confident that we can ensure that every warrior will not be in danger of life.

In October, the headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors. Before Halloween, a truly fair referee will select the most qualified warrior to participate in the Triwizard Cup, win honor for their school, and personally receive a prize of 1,000 gold galleons. "

As soon as these words were spoken, many people in the audience immediately became excited and began to whisper to the people around them.

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

However, Dumbledore soon poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"I know you all want to win honor for Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, "but Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have always believed that an age limit should be set for this year's competitors. Only students who are fourteen years old or older are allowed to register. I think this measure is necessary, because the Triwizard Tournament is an extremely dangerous competition after all. No matter how many precautions we take, young wizards with low strength 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 on second thought, Mike felt relieved.

I just turned fourteen this summer.

In other words, this age limit is likely to be considered based on one's own age.

After all, he was the champion of the Hogwarts Dueling Tournament.

If Dumbledore really set the age limit so high as in the original book and blocked himself from the competition.

Not to mention whether he himself is convinced or not, even the other people in Hogwarts will not be convinced.

Are you kidding? Mike should be the strongest student in Hogwarts right now, but you don’t even allow him to participate in this weird Triwizard Tournament?

Are you sure this isn't a shady deal?

However, there is a drawback to Dumbledore's 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 at the long table opposite.

……

Late at night, in the Request-Granting Room, Mike was sitting on the sofa chair he usually sat on.

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

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

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

"Let's get started without further ado." Mike said, picking up the teacup and taking a sip.

After saying that, Victor came out impatiently.

He was dragging a suitcase in his hand.

This suitcase is very ordinary, it is the ordinary PC material suitcase that can be bought on the market.

But this suitcase is no ordinary one.

Because the surface of the suitcase was already bumpy and worn out, and there was a lot of black, dried blood on it.

Victor himself looked much more mature, and his blond hair, the same color as Mike's, was now tangled like weeds.

There was also a scar on his face.

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

The scar was very faint, and it looked like Victor had used potion to treat it, but it still made Victor look more aged.

"Stab!"

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

Instantly, an unpleasant stench emanated from it. Everyone present covered their noses, 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 others were also shocked.

The suitcase was filled with body parts of dark magic creatures.

From werewolf teeth, to sea monster scalps, to vampire hearts, we have it all!
Victor stood there staring at Mike with a look of pride on his face.

This is all he gained in the past two months.

Mike didn't say anything in the face of Victor's somewhat offensive look, but the corners of his mouth were slowly raised wider and wider.

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

"Oh my god, so many werewolf teeth, could that legendary werewolf hunter be you?"

Victor looked at the little black man with some confusion.

"Two werewolves told me this. They said a terrible hunter slaughtered their entire village." Xiao Hei said flatteringly, "I was wondering who was so awesome, but I didn't expect it to be you, Boss Victor!"

Hearing this, Victor's body began to tremble violently.

He said tremblingly: "Are those two werewolves a man with a beard and a little girl?"

"Oh! You still remember them! But that bearded guy is awesome..."

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

"Hey, then can I still let them go? Of course here." Xiao Hei said, reaching his hand into his collar and taking out a wolf tooth necklace. The necklace looked very shabby, with nothing else on it but four bare canine teeth, two large and two small.

The color of the tooth is a little yellow. It seems that its original owner did not pay much attention to the maintenance of his teeth, and may even have a habit of smoking.

The small ones are petite and of excellent quality.

"Alas! I am incompetent. I have worked hard for two months to find these two werewolves, so I can only string their teeth together like this. Boss Victor, you are really awesome. You have such a big box. It seems that the first place this time is definitely yours. You must..."

Before Xiao Hei could finish his words, Victor punched him in the face and knocked him to the ground.

Xiao Hei was confused. He didn't understand why everyone was so polite just a second ago and suddenly started punching each other?
However, Victor obviously had no intention of stopping. He stared with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression, punching Xiao Hei again and again, as if he wanted to beat him to death!

The other 10 people present were stunned, and no one stepped forward to stop the fight.

Mike sighed, took out his wand, and separated Xiao Hei and Victor into two parts.

The little black boy was still in shock and hid behind the bookshelf in fear.

But Victor still didn't give up. His eyes were red and he looked like a Shura. He roared and wanted to continue beating the little black guy.

Unfortunately, Mike's magic power was much stronger than his, and he couldn't break free from Mike's restraints at all.

Gradually, Victor's roar began to become hoarse, and tears began to flow.

The roar, which originally sounded somewhat terrifying, combined with Victor's crying at the moment, actually gave people a miserable feeling.

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

Mike curled his lips. He had no interest in why Victor suddenly got mad and burst into tears. He nodded to Benjamin beside him, indicating that he could come forward and demonstrate.

Seeing this, Benjamin shifted his gaze away from Victor, walked closer to Mike and began to demonstrate.

Compared to Victor, Benjamin's trophies were much more stylish.

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

First, the container.

Victor, who was so poor, couldn't afford a bag with the spell of Traceless Extension, but Benjamin was different. He and his teammates put all their spoils in a bag with the spell of Traceless Extension.

Secondly, all of Benjamin’s spoils were cleaned very well.

Take the werewolf teeth for example. The werewolf teeth that Benjamin took out were all as white as jade, as if they had just been sent to the dentist for a teeth cleaning, while Victor's were bloody and made people feel sick just by looking at them.

It can even be said that Benjamin's posture and movements in taking the spoils were much more graceful than Victor's.

There is a big gap between the two.

Benjamin is like a chef who carefully prepares the ingredients and then serves them to your table.

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

He came out of the old forest with a sack full of bloody game and asked you in a ferocious look if you wanted to buy it.

The judging of the competition has ended here.

Among these twelve people, except for Victor and Benjamin's team, the gains of the other lone rangers were pitifully small, and Mike didn't even have the desire to look at them.

The champion should be Benjamin or Victor.

(End of this chapter)