Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 328 The Triumph of the Three Kingdoms

It's really good news that Alastor Moody is real and wasn't switched by Barty Crouch Jr.

Xilun couldn't help but chuckle.

"Sirlen, what happened?" Harry, who was talking to Ron, turned around and asked, "Why do you seem so happy?"

“That’s because of our new professor, of course.” Celen cut off a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth.

“With Alastor Moody, a legendary Auror from the Ministry of Magic, as our professor, we’re sure to learn a lot more useful magic. Isn’t that something to be happy about?”

Harry paused for a moment, then nodded instinctively.

After hearing what Xilun said, it seems that's really the case.

Hogwarts rarely has a truly reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, let alone one for two consecutive years.

However, because of Lockhart's situation, he now instinctively harbors some skepticism about fame.

Even though Ron confidently asserted that Professor Moody alone filled half of Azkaban, he didn't entirely believe it.

Before this, Lockhart was a big star in the entire wizarding world, and everyone thought he was a great adventurer.

When the school year ended, everyone found out that he was just a conman who was good at memory spells, and all those thrilling adventure stories were stolen.

Who can guarantee that the so-called legendary Auror's experience is true?
In any case, Harry was prepared to wait until after taking a Defense Against the Dark Arts class before making a decision.

The rest of the time was spent enjoying a sumptuous dinner, chatting about their holiday experiences and the eventful Quidditch World Cup.

Some people did not choose to stay overnight at the camp and left immediately after the competition ended. Later, they saw the news of the reappearance of the Black Magic Mark in the newspaper.

Now, they are eagerly asking the others who remained in the camp for specific details.

They were willing to listen, and some were willing to talk. Ron had already described it three times, each time with slightly different details. The first time he described it, he said he only saw someone conjure the Dark Mark.

However, in the latest version, the story has changed to him trying to stop it, but after a fierce battle, he narrowly loses and can only watch as the victor raises the Black Magic Mark into the air.

Judging from the occasional gasps of shock coming from the surrounding area, some people actually believed it, and quite a few of them at that.

Tsk!
After finishing the roasted beef leg on her plate, Celen chose a slice of butter vanilla cake and a chocolate hazelnut pudding for dessert.

Finally, the desserts were all gone, the last crumbs disappeared, and the plates were clean and shiny again.

At this moment, Dumbledore stood up again, and the buzzing voices in the Great Hall immediately stopped, with only the howling wind and the pounding rain outside.

"Alright, now that everyone has eaten and drunk their fill, I must ask you all to focus your attention again, as I have a few announcements to make."

"First of all, please allow me to introduce Professor Alastor Moody to you all again. It took me a long time to convince him to start a new job after his retirement."

Normally, when Dumbledore introduces a new teacher, everyone applauds to welcome him, and the new teacher will also stand up to greet everyone.

But Moody didn't do that. He remained seated, only slightly raising his head. His blue demonic eye darted around rapidly, as if trying to see everyone present clearly.

Those caught in the gaze of the Demon Eye instinctively felt a chill, as if they were being seen through. "I feel a little cold," Ron rubbed his arms and whispered, "I heard from my dad that this Alastor Moody has become paranoid since retiring, always feeling like someone wants to attack him, and he's caused quite a bit of trouble. My dad's been working a lot of overtime lately, and he's partly responsible for that..."

Before Ron could finish speaking, he felt someone stomp on his foot.

"Hermione, what are you doing...?"

“Shut up, look up,” Hermione said, looking down.

Ron looked up and saw Moody's blue eyes staring straight at him.

Ron felt a cold, sticky sensation creep up his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

For a moment, he felt as if he were standing in front of an angry Snape, waiting to be locked up by him.

Oh no, I should say it's even more terrifying than that.

Could Professor Moody have heard what he just said, even from this distance?
Ron thought to himself in horror.

Fortunately, at that moment, a button on Dumbledore's robe suddenly fell off, and as he bent down to pick it up, he blocked Moody's view.

As if a huge rock had been lifted from his shoulders, Ron felt instantly relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

However, this time he dared not say anything reckless again.

"Oh, this is my favorite robe," Dumbledore said quietly, thus ending the segment.

A few scattered claps came from below, but they quickly faded away.

"It seems everyone is very enthusiastic," Dumbledore said calmly. "Next, Mr. Filch, the caretaker, wants me to tell you that a few more items have been added to the list of prohibited items in the castle: the screaming yo-yo, the wolf-tooth saucer, and the boomerang."

"Furthermore, I regret to inform you that the College Quidditch tournament will not be held this year..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzz of discussion and protests erupted from below.

They had just watched a fantastic Quidditch match not long ago, and were still in high spirits when Dumbledore suddenly told them that the House Cup Quidditch tournament would not be held this year.
The college team members were excited, standing up and shouting loudly; Fred and George almost stood on the table.

This forced Dumbledore to raise his voice to drown out the buzzing protests.

"This is because a large event will begin in October and continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy."

The students gradually quieted down, and Fred and George sat back down, beginning to speculate about what event could have caused Dumbledore to cancel the Quidditch match.

Moreover, even Professor McGonagall showed no objection whatsoever. You see, she is the professor who loves Quidditch the most and has almost never missed a game.

On the stage, Dumbledore smiled at everyone and continued, "This tournament has not been held for over a century, but this year, we have finally convinced everyone to revive it... I am very pleased to announce that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year."

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(End of this chapter)