Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

The appearance of this man was too conspicuous, directly attracting the attention of all the students.

However, the stranger didn't care about other people's gaze, leaning on crutches, he moved forward step by step.

Harry could clearly hear the incongruity—

The stranger's left leg was made of wood and had to bear the weight of the body, so the sound when it hit the ground was obviously much louder than the right leg and crutches.

The stranger took three steps in parallel, and quickly walked to Professor Dumbledore's side.

He stretched out his free hand, which was as scarred as his face, with a story engraved on it.

Professor Dumbledore shook hands with him and asked softly:

Is this trip to Hogwarts going well, Alastor?

It's not going well at all, Albus. Moody replied gruffly, as if he didn't know what politeness was.

I hate rainy days, especially when the thunder is so loud and the rain is so heavy.

It will keep me from smelling the stench of the bedbugs hiding in the dark, and hearing the vicious sound of the cockroaches casting their spells in the cesspit.

And the heavy rain is not friendly to my legs. I seriously doubt that this thing is not slippery.

As he spoke, he tapped his wooden left leg lightly with his crutches, not caring about his physical deformity.

Professor Dumbledore didn't seem to care about Moody's rude attitude at all, nodded and said with a smile:

This is really bad, but relax, you've come to Hogwarts.

Sit down quickly, my dear old chap. I asked our Hogwarts chefs to save some delicious dishes for you.

Thanks to those lovely house elves, their craftsmanship is much better than the old man in the Sluggrove restaurant, at least enough honey is added to the desserts they make.

Moody nodded emphatically, and sat down on an empty seat to Professor Dumbledore's right, the crutch leaning against an easily accessible spot beside the chair.

He casually dragged over a plate of small sausages that had just appeared, but did not eat them right away.

Moody shook his sleeve, tested it with the wand hidden inside, and took a deep breath through his mutilated nose.

Then he took out his own knife and fork, cut the sausage into thin pieces, and stuffed it into his mouth after confirming that there were no foreign objects in it.

Moody also completely ignored the sudden appearance of pumpkin juice, but took out a curved wine bottle from his traveling cloak, and took a swig.

Harry, who was sitting at the long Gryffindor table, sniffed her nose slightly and smelled the fragrance of herbs from Professor Moody's direction.

Based on the several unique smells in it, Harry could probably guess that what Professor Moody drank was a unique medicinal liquid.

This liquid medicine is not considered a potion, there is no trace of magic in it, it is just tea made by crushing or soaking several kinds of herbs.

If Harry's speculation is not wrong, the main effect of this liquid is refreshing, which can keep people in a vigorous state.

After Professor Dumbledore settled Professor Moody, he turned to the following students:

Looks like we're about to break in a new message.

Allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—Professor Alastor Moody!

With that said, Professor Dumbledore took the lead in applauding vigorously.

But there were only sparse applause in the auditorium, and apart from a few students with backgrounds from the Ministry of Magic, there were very few young wizards applauding.

Apparently, many people were intimidated by the professor's strange and slightly scary appearance.

Professor Dumbledore didn't care, and continued to say:

Professor Moody used to be a senior Auror. He single-handedly captured many dark wizards, and led a large number of Aurors to encircle and suppress a notorious criminal gang in the magic world.

It's no exaggeration to say that Professor Moody has been on the front line during the Wizarding Wars, laying a very solid pillar for peace in the wizarding world!

I think such a professor who is proficient in actual combat and highly skilled in magic will definitely be able to bring you a very good teaching experience.

The applause in the auditorium suddenly resounded eagerly, especially the little lions of Gryffindor. While standing up and applauding, they unabashedly challenged the Slytherins.

The Weasley brothers took out the homemade magic fireworks neatly, but after being glared at by Professor McGonagall, they quickly took them back.

Everyone more or less understood Professor Dumbledore's subtext, and those who didn't understand were awakened by the students around them.

Combined with Professor Moody's age, it is not difficult for everyone to think that Professor Moody was once a good hand against mysterious people and Death Eaters.

As long as you attack the Death Eaters and dare to stand on the front line, you must be a capable wizard, not a dead man!

Furthermore, he and Slytherin didn't get along!

As long as you don't deal with Slytherin, he is a good friend of all Gryffindor lion cubs and a large part of Ravenclaw kittens and Hufflepuff badger cubs!

However, Professor Moody didn't respond to this, and just ate dinner by himself.

And his magic eye kept turning, quickly taking in all the students in the auditorium.

At the end, the eye was still looking at Harley for a few seconds.

Then Professor Moody raised his head, looked towards the long table of Gryffindor seemingly unintentionally, showed an ugly smile, and nodded subtly.

Harry, is Professor Moody looking at you?

Hermione, who was always observant, noticed Professor Moody's small movements, and lightly poked her best friend's side.

Probably. Harry whispered back.

I've seen him in pictures of my parents.

He was probably also a strong supporter of Professor Dumbledore, and he was also a person who fought on the front lines during the First Wizarding War.

It's not difficult to guess that he had a high probability of having some friendship with my parents, maybe even a good friend, so he paid attention to me.

A low exclamation sounded from Hermione's mouth, and at the same time, she looked at Professor Moody more earnestly:

With such a good professor, coupled with the foundation left by Professor Lupine last year, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts can finally be saved!

The students around were also very excited, obviously everyone was looking forward to this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

Even if an Auror doesn't know how to take classes, at least he still has strength, and he can't be worse than Quirrell and Lockhart!

Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat and brought the topic back on track:

...Then, after introducing the new professor, please allow us to continue talking about the topics we didn't finish talking about earlier.

I am here to announce with great regret that Hogwarts will not hold the House Cup Quidditch competition this year.

There was another burst of exclamation from the four long tables, but this time it was not a welcome, but a protest.

Many Quidditch fans even waved their fists to express their dissatisfaction with Professor Dumbledore.

What is Quidditch? It is a rare form of entertainment for wizards!

Professor Dumbledore, even if you are the greatest wizard in the world, you can't deprive us of our rare fun!

But Professor Dumbledore continued:

Of course, you don't need to be too sad. Although the College Cup Quidditch match has been cancelled, there will be a large-scale event to replace it and it will be held at Hogwarts.

This activity will start in October this year, continue throughout the school year, and will take up a lot of our time and energy, including all students and teachers.

I'm sure you'll enjoy this great feast and have a lot of fun with it. Let's all guess what this event is?

With that said, Professor Dumbledore paused intentionally, waiting for the atmosphere in the auditorium to brew.

The students were whispering to each other, and Harry had already heard more than one person slapping the table and declaring that there was no activity in the world more fun than a Quidditch match!

If there is, he will go to the bathroom to eat three catties!

His speech was approved by many people, but Harry narrowed his eyes slightly.

Cheating to eat and drink is not the same way!

Okay, the short guessing time is over. Professor Dumbledore looked around the auditorium,

As I said earlier, we will be very honored to host an exceptionally exciting event over the next nine months.

This event has not been held for more than a century, but after repeated consultations with the Ministry of Magic of various countries and exchanges with magic schools, I am very happy to tell you—

The Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year!

Of course, the Triwizard Tournament will be upgraded this time. I think the name 'Triwizard Tournament' is no longer suitable for it.

I would rather call it the 'Six Powers Tournament'!

This news instantly detonated everyone's emotions, and everyone reacted differently to it.

Thanks to the fact that I don't like reading very much, many people are very confused. I don't know what the Triwizard Tournament is, and what is the Six Wizard Tournament?

They couldn't understand the people beside them knocking on the table excitedly, even turning into Tarzan and beating their chests.

But after a simple explanation from the people around them, the entire Hogwarts students fell into a carnival.

Even young wizards who have just entered school dream of becoming the Son of Destiny, breaking through various levels along the way!

Professor, if you're not kidding, we really love you!

Fred yelled loudly, and with a little prop he had just invented, he let his voice drown out all the noise in the auditorium.

Of course I'm not joking, my dear Mr. Weasley, said Professor Dumbledore with a smile,

Since you mentioned joking, though, I suddenly remembered a very funny joke about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who all entered the same tavern one night...

Professor McGonagall cleared his throat loudly, and his voice seemed a little loud.

Professor Dumbledore immediately changed the subject quickly:

Okay, that joke probably wasn't appropriate in this situation, so please allow us to get back on track.

Although you may have already learned about the Triwizard Tournament through communication among classmates, and guessed the general meaning of the Six-wizard Tournament based on its name, I still want to re-introduce it for you.

The Triwizard Tournament was held more than seven hundred years ago by three magic schools in Europe...

Professor Dumbledore quickly introduced the Triwizard Tournament, and at the same time did not forget to deliberately remind the students of the death rate of this game.

However, almost no one among the little wizards cared about this statistic. Everyone believed that the former students died because they were too good.

As long as the contestant at that time was replaced by himself, wouldn't it be enough for Hogwarts to win the championship?

...In the past few years, thanks to the efforts of the International Magic Cooperation Department and the Magic Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic of various countries, this competition has been relaunched.

Professor Dumbledore began to introduce a brand new game,

At the same time, because of Harley's excellent performance in the Magic School Championship, it attracted the attention of many non-European magic schools.

Everyone thinks that students should be allowed to compete with outstanding little wizards, so they want to join in.

After repeated consultations, I am very pleased to announce that the following six schools will participate in this competition—

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in England. Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France! Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Northern Europe! School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in America!

Professor Dumbledore was very solemn and reported the names of the six magic schools in full.

Needless to say, most of the students looked confused.

Where are these? Why have I never heard of it?

As for the specific information about these schools, you can go to the library to check them yourself. I won't explain them here one by one.

Next, I will talk about the information about the competition registration.

Considering certain factors, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that there should be an age limit for competitors.

Only students who have reached the age of seventeen are allowed to register.

The students below were once again rioting, and the Weasley twins took the lead in protesting, saying that they also wanted to win glory for Hogwarts.

Professor! cried Fred, I don't think I'm much worse than a student who is seventeen years old!

That's right! George supported his brother, And we are only a few months away from turning seventeen!

We feel fully capable of taking this honor back for Hogwarts!

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(Thanks to the Nine-tailed Flaming Fox boss for the reward!)

(ps. Which leg did Moody lose? It doesn’t seem to be mentioned in the original book. I searched the book for a long time but couldn’t find it. I can only speculate based on the fact that Moody was on crutches in his right hand when he appeared in the movie. He lost his right leg.)

The author's friend's book, Sanjiang Daxie, wrote LOL, very beautiful. It will be on the shelves tomorrow, brothers who like to read e-sports articles can go to support a wave.