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Chapter 443 Are You Here to Win the Championship?

"As expected of a Death Eater who backstabs people, Karkaroff is really good at stabbing people in the back."

On the way out of the office to class, Andrew still didn't manage to completely put the matter to bed.

There's no way - the trouble is just too great.

That's the Triwizard Tournament!
Andrew is not worrying too much, but the importance of this game is really not to be underestimated!
Even though he was not very good at the history of magic, he knew very well that the history of the three schools and the Triwizard Tournament were inseparable!
This competition has been around for 700 years and has occupied most of the school's history! Even the fact that too many people died in the 1792 competition did not stop the presidents from trying to restart the competition!

"It's nonsense, it's just nonsense. I had a good impression of him the last time I went to Durmstrang, but this time, he was too much..."

The most important thing is that Andrew saw with his own eyes Professor McGonagall running to meetings again and again, and then confirming the process of the competition again and again. It was only not long ago that the rules and regulations were completely finalized, waiting for the end of this semester to start the final preparations.

"The professor should be more angry than me, but who can do anything about it? Legally, the three presidents are equal - and that guy did pay a lot of money to compensate for his reckless behavior."
Rationally he could understand Karkaroff, but emotionally he was really angry.

"No, I will be angry if I don't teach him a lesson."

"A wizard duel? I think we can fight him, but he is the headmaster after all, and a guest who has come from afar. It would be too much to hit him directly. And as a former Death Eater, he may not be easy to defeat..."

"What are they good at? But they are good at black magic and war magic, I am not good at these things at all, and forget about technological suppression."

"Open criticism? That won't have any impact. With the age difference, the other party can easily deflect by saying that you have no respect for politics or something..."

'There's only one left, but isn't that a bit too shameless?'

Andrew thought about it, then shook his head and gave up - the other party really couldn't hold on any longer and was under pressure, and he couldn't just use a big move just because he couldn't accept it emotionally.

'Not really, that's too harsh. Although it might be effective, it's better not to consider it.'

Shaking his head desperately, Andrew suppressed the powerful weapon with all his might.

It’s better to just stay in class - but he’s in a bad mood, so he hopes this arithmetic divination class will help him fry fish.

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"Another term is over," Hal said, packing his suitcase. "What are your plans for the Easter holiday, Andrew?"

"Stay in school to study."

Andrew flipped through the textbook absentmindedly, but could only read a little bit.

Dumbledore only gave a brief speech at the banquet and did not publicly announce the Triwizard Tournament - although Andrew thought it was a good idea to take the initiative, Karkaroff had paid enough price after all.

This also means that the Triwizard Tournament will quickly ferment during the holiday and cause a sensation in the entire wizarding world.

The headmaster will probably give an interview or something to respond to the wizarding world's expectations for the Triwizard Tournament during the holidays.

"The fifth grade review will probably be impacted... but it's better to have a buffer during the holiday, which is a blessing in disguise."

"Come to think of it, Karkaroff was actually tricked by Dumbledore. Well, I can forgive him for that..."

After thinking about the causes and consequences, Andrew generously hid his terrible thoughts.

Just wait, there are actually some benefits to the Triwizard Tournament coming out early.

With more people watching, those outrageous levels will be more easily picked out - Andrew still hasn't forgotten the magical second level that he rejected.

There is nothing wrong with holding the competition venue at Black Lake, but what is outrageous is that the spectators can't see anything and can only stare at the bare lake surface in a daze.

It can be said that they have given up on entertainment for the sake of competitiveness. How can that be possible?
But he didn't dare to say that he was right - the new plan was just that, and it needed to be polished. Now that the news was made public, the people in the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic were also under great pressure. I hope that when the three ministries of magic come together to discuss, they can pay more attention than before.

'Besides, it might be safer - I just don't know if there will be fake professors next year, but I will definitely try his water to see if it's real.'

"That's about it. Hopefully it will turn out well."
Andrew shook his head and lay down.

The next morning, he got up as usual and started exercising.

But when he arrived at the restaurant, he found that everyone was like crazy, discussing something enthusiastically.

'No, just one night?'

Andrew suddenly realized his mistake last night - it turned out that Dumbledore was waiting here!
The reporter from the Daily Prophet ran much faster than he expected, and the news that happened in Durmstrang last night was reported today.

The wizarding world’s messaging isn’t that backward!

But it was too late for him to remember this now - the students, especially the senior Ravenclaws, rushed over with newspapers in hand when they saw him appear.

"Taylor, is this true?"

"Are you kidding? Do you really want to redo it?"

"Can I stay in school for seventh grade?"

"Some news!"

...

"Ah?" Andrew's brain occlumency was running at full speed. He looked at the students who gathered around him in confusion. "What happened? What are you talking about?"

"The Triwizard Tournament!"

"What's that? The Quidditch League?"

Andrew's eyes widened. "Come to think of it, the Quidditch World Cup is about to begin. I've never heard of such a competition system."

"You don't know, that's the strongest competition, a battle between wizard schools!"

The person who asked the question was very angry at Andrew's ignorance and reminded him loudly.

"I'm not good at the History of Magic. I'm sorry, but I really haven't heard of it. Is it amazing? Can I join in?"

Large-scale misfires began to occur.

The helpless crowd immediately confirmed two things.

It seems that this kid Andrew really doesn't know.

And - even if it really happens, there's no need to think about the Warriors or anything like that.

Master of Transfiguration!

The person in front of him has been recognized as a master of transfiguration. Whether in terms of honor or strength, he is definitely a warrior's choice - students in lower grades may still have some dreams, but students who know about human body transfiguration will simply give up.

The Warriors and the like, even if there is a real game, how can they play?
If all those badges don't work, who will do it?
But there is some good news - what are those two schools thinking?
Are they going to challenge Tyler to a Transfiguration duel? Wouldn't that be a gift to the champion?
"Let's go, let's see if Dumbledore will give a speech before leaving school!"

(End of this chapter)