Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 493 Speech at the Hogwarts Opening Ceremony (Part 4)
Regardless of what Hermione was thinking, in the end, she was persuaded by Sherlock and started eating seriously.

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance upon seeing this.

Sure enough, the only person who could persuade Hermione was Sherlock.

Without Sherlock, Hermione might not have eaten a single bite of this meal, though it's hard to say what she would have done in the future.

And so, everyone in the auditorium began to feast.

When the dessert after the main course is also completely devoured, the plates automatically become clean and shiny.

At the same time, Dumbledore stood up once again.

Everyone knew the principal had something to say, and the buzzing in the hall immediately stopped, leaving only the howling wind and pounding rain.

"Alright, now we're all full and satisfied."

That way, their attention won't be distracted when they hear this old man talking.

Hermione frowned when she heard "eaten and drunk her fill".

"Wonderful!"

Ron said excitedly, "Then we should talk about the Triwizard Tournament next!"

"What kind of championship?"

"What kind of competition is the top three?"

It's unclear whether the Weasley twins have super hearing, but as soon as Ron finished speaking, they almost immediately turned around to look at their brother.

Their actions also attracted the attention of others, who all looked at Ron with questioning eyes.

"Hmph, you guys don't know this time, do you!"

Sherlock never explains himself unless asked.

Harry and Hermione wouldn't compete with him, so Ron felt extremely smug and satisfied seeing everyone's attention focused on him.

However, he knew that if he didn't speak now, he would miss his chance. Dumbledore was clearly about to get to this point, so he seized the opportunity and blurted out the answer:

"The Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this school year!"

"W-what?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

You must be joking!

The Gryffindor table immediately became lively.

At the faculty desk, Dumbledore was still talking about the Forbidden Forest and Hogsmeade. The senior students all knew this, so the young lions all focused their attention on Ron.

Ron, without any hesitation, immediately began to speak excitedly.

However, he didn't actually know much, so he trailed off mid-sentence.

"Where's down there?"

"Go on, Weasley!"

"Exactly! I hate people who keep people in suspense the most!"

Ron thought to himself, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that this is all I know!"

Fortunately, Dumbledore saved him at that moment.

Because after he finished listing the prohibited items, he suddenly spoke up:
"I would also like to inform you with great regret that the Academy Cup Quidditch Tournament will not be held this year."

"what?"

Most of the young wizards were so surprised they could hardly breathe.

This is Quidditch, and besides the College Cup, it's the most attractive game.

For someone like Oliver Wood, even the Academy Cup isn't as appealing as the Quidditch Cup.

Such a major event, can it really be canceled so easily?

But the lion cubs realized what was happening, and Dean immediately elbowed Ron:
"Ron, is this also because of the three-way championship you just mentioned?"

"Of course!"

Ron puffed out his chest. "I told you before, the Quidditch Cup is important, but it's nothing compared to the Triwizard Tournament!"

After saying that, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Excellent, Dumbledore has finally gotten to this point. Now I can retire to the background and keep my achievements hidden.

He patted Ginny on the shoulder and whispered to her, "Looks like you won't be joining the Quidditch team this year."

Ginny: (///￣皿￣)○～
I'll beat you to death, you old bastard!

Do I really need you to remind me of this?

She had already realized this problem when Sherlock mentioned on the train that the school was going to hold a Triwizard Tournament this year.

I finally found a legitimate way to get closer to Halira, but it was all ruined by this unforeseen event.

Only she knows the true feeling she experienced.

So she's been bothered lately.

I never expected Ron to bring up something so sensitive; he's just asking for it!
Why are you looking at me like that?

Ron, unaware of the problem, looked at Ginny's suddenly murderous gaze and laughed:
"Don't worry—the Triwizard Tournament will definitely be more exciting than the College Cup Quidditch!"

Is that what I care about?

Ginny ignored Ron and turned her head away angrily.

On the other hand, Dumbledore's riddle-solving qualities have changed a lot since he spoke with Sherlock and Harry.

So after announcing that Hogwarts would not be hosting a Quidditch match today, he immediately explained the reason:
"This is because a large event will begin in October."

This activity lasted throughout the entire school year, taking up a lot of the teachers' time and energy, but...

I believe you will all have a lot of fun from it.

Dumbledore's gaze swept across the entire school of teachers and students, and he solemnly said:
"I am very pleased to announce to everyone:"

Over the next few months, we at Hogwarts will be honored to host a very exciting event.

This event hasn't been held for over a century; it is—

"The Three-Way Battle!"

Fred and George said loudly together.

“Very correct, Mr. Weasley, both of you.”

Dumbledore seemed unsurprised that the Weasley twins knew about this beforehand, and chuckled approvingly.

"Sir, you're not joking, are you?"

Ernie McMillan of Hufflepuff couldn't help but ask loudly.

"This activity has been discontinued for over a century!"

Padma Petit of Ravenclaw then added.

“I’m not joking, Mr. McMillan.”

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "But since you mentioned jokes, I've heard a very interesting one:
It's about a giant, a she-devil, and a little goblin who all went into the same tavern...

Upon hearing this, Sherlock's lips curled up slightly as he looked at Professor McGonagall.

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.

"Oh—it's probably not appropriate to talk about this now...not appropriate...Where was I?"

Professor McGonagall's actions could not help but bother Dumbledore.

He seemed to have just come to his senses: "Ah, right, the Three Kingdoms Tournament!"
As Miss Petit just said, this activity has been interrupted for over a century...

However, some of you still don't know what this competition is all about.

So I hope those who know the situation will forgive me for explaining this briefly; I'm allowing their minds to wander for a moment.

The young wizards, who were eager to learn about the Triwizard Tournament, immediately praised Dumbledore for his thoughtful gesture when they heard him say that.

As for those who know the inside story, they are not in a hurry. As Dumbledore said, it's just a matter of their minds wandering for a while.

Besides, it's quite interesting to listen to Dumbledore tell stories.

"The Triwizard Tournament originated more than 700 years ago and is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe."

The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang.

As is customary, each school will select one warrior to represent the school, and then the three warriors will compete in three magical events to determine the final champion.

Initially, the Triwizard Tournament was held every five years, with the three schools taking turns hosting it.

Everyone agreed that this was an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to build friendships.

However, due to the overwhelming number of deaths, the three-way championship was eventually suspended.

"Death toll?"

Hermione looked around in astonishment; this was something completely foreign to her.

However, not many people are as nervous as she is.

Most of the students in the auditorium were excitedly whispering to each other.

Even the kind-hearted Harry was eager to hear the specific details of the Triwizard Tournament.

The main reason is that he has no interest in those who died hundreds of years ago.

"In the century or so that followed, people tried to revive the tournament, but unfortunately, they were never successful."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, then continued:

"However, this year, the Ministry of Magic of the countries where the three schools are located believes that the time is ripe to try again."

This summer, our Department of International Magical Cooperation and Department of Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic did a lot of work and finally managed to restart the competition and successfully secured the venue for the event.

So in October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors to our school.

On Halloween Eve, we will hold a ceremony to select warriors.

An impartial referee will determine which students are most qualified to compete for the Triwizard Cup and win honor for their schools.

Incidentally, the winner of this competition will also receive a prize of one thousand Galleons.

"The Ministry of Magic has finally done something decent!"

George Weasley couldn't help but say.

His words resonated with many people.

Rebooting the Triwizard Tournament would certainly be a major event in the magical world, but securing the right to host it after its reboot is still a very good thing.

After all, judging from Dumbledore's words, if the event were held at one of the other two magic schools, only those who could potentially become champions would be able to go there.

However, if the competition were held at Hogwarts, it would mean that even if they couldn't participate, they could still watch the entire event as the hosts.

“I want to participate!” Fred Weasley said in a low voice.

The thought of potentially receiving such honor and wealth made him beam with excitement.

Of course, he was not the only one who dreamed of becoming a Hogwarts champion.

Sherlock's gaze swept across the Great Hall, where at each house table, people were either staring fervently at Dumbledore or whispering excitedly to their neighbors.

As for the death threat that Dumbledore had mentioned earlier, they didn't seem to take it to heart at all.

Dumbledore paused deliberately for a moment before continuing:
"The delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the academic year with us."

I believe that you will all be warm and friendly during our stay here.

Once a champion is chosen from Hogwarts, you will support him wholeheartedly.

It's getting late, so it's important that you all be alert and clear-headed when you enter the classroom tomorrow morning.

So go to bed now!

hurry up!"

After saying this, Dumbledore sat down again and began talking to Professor Lupin beside him.

The students stood up one after another and, led by their respective college deans, rushed toward a double door and entered the hall.

"I must participate in the Triwizard Tournament!"

Fred clenched his fist. "And Ron, how did you know about this beforehand?"

"Is there even a need to ask? They must have found out from Sherlock or Harry."

George chuckled, "Being a Warrior means you can do a lot of things you wouldn't normally be allowed to do, plus there's a 1,000 Galleon bonus!"

“Yes, yes,” Ron’s face also showed a dazed and longing expression, “That’s a thousand Galleons.”

Sherlock, Harry, and Hermione weren't that concerned about the 1,000 Galleons prize.

All three of them are well-off.

Ron couldn't help but ask, "Who will be the fair referee to judge who the warriors are?"

"It's definitely Barty Crouch, or Ludo Bagman, uh... now it can only be Bagman."

Harry said, shaking his head.

After that incident, Barty Crouch's political career was doomed.

“But so many people have died!” Hermione said worriedly.

“Yes,” Fred said nonchalantly, “but that was many years ago, wasn’t it?”

“That’s right, and what’s the fun without a little adventure?” George chimed in.

"Old Xia, what are you thinking?"

Ron turned to Sherlock, “It would be great if we could participate, wouldn’t it?”

But I guess they probably want someone older... I don't know if what we've learned is enough..."

“We’ll see in October,” Sherlock replied, maintaining his answer from the train. “If it’s interesting enough, I’ll consider participating.”

"That's it!"

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately looked miserable and said, "If you participate, we definitely won't have a chance!"

Sherlock patted Ron on the shoulder and said seriously:

"Don't be discouraged. If you give up now, the game will be over before it's over."

"What? Once you decide to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, for me, the competition has never even started, okay?"

Everyone laughed when they heard Ron's words.

Ron's words, though crude, are true.

“That’s not necessarily true. Although Sherlock is our Lion King, I won’t give him this precious opportunity just because of that!” Fred said.

“That’s right, Sherlock is only a fourth grader, while we are already sixth graders. There’s no reason for us to back down!” George chimed in.

Just then, a sullen voice came from behind them:

"But I really want to back out!"

(End of this chapter)