Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Professor Dumbledore had to wave his hand lightly to stop the noise of the students, and then added:

I know everyone is eager to fight for the honor of Hogwarts.

Honestly, if I were your age, I'd be dying to play this game.

Not to mention that the champion of the competition has a bonus of a thousand gold Galleons.

As he said that, Professor Dumbledore showed a nostalgic expression on his face, and the students below also laughed in a friendly manner.

What's more, there are always some young wizards with extraordinary talents, far beyond what they should have at their age.

So our six magic schools and the Ministry of Magic of various countries have conducted repeated consultations and set additional rules.

As long as they pass certain additional examinations and sign a magic agreement, little wizards under the age of seventeen can also participate in the selection.

I can assure you here that the review was set by me myself and it is extremely difficult.

This kind of measure is very necessary. Professor Dumbledore said earnestly,

After all, the death rate in the Triwizard Tournament is too high in previous years. Even the best students in the seventh grade have a high probability of being injured or disabled.

So I have to take action to ensure that only qualified little wizards can pass the registration.

That's all I want to say. Professor Dumbledore concluded his speech after dinner,

In short, delegations from the other five schools will arrive on Halloween in October and spend most of the term with us.

I hope everyone can behave well during this time, and don't embarrass Hogwarts.

With that said, Professor Dumbledore clapped his hands,

That's all I want to say. Now please go back to your dorms and enjoy the warm beds!

The students stood up and walked out of the hall.

Harry and Hermione whispered something, then dexterously blended into the crowd and disappeared quickly.

Hermione stood there for a few seconds, then followed the group back to Gryffindor's tower.

As soon as they walked out of the hall, Fred and George suddenly crowded over and asked loudly:

Hermione, where's Harry?

She has something to do, and I won't go back to the dormitory until evening. Hermione replied,

Why, do you have anything to do with her?

Of course there is something to do. Fred said with a smile, Actually, I can also find you.

You two should be the ones who read the most in Gryffindor. I definitely want to inquire about the original Triwizard Tournament!

Listening to Fred's words, the Gryffindors walking in the same corridor unconsciously slowed down.

The amount of reading and time spent in the library by Harry and Hermione is obvious to all.

So slow down and listen to it now, it will be somewhat useful.

That's good. Hermione thought for a while, and recited most of the information about the Triwizard Tournament from the books she had read.

When they walked all the way to the Gryffindor common room, they were surrounded by lion cubs who came to listen.

Finally Hermione spread her hands: There's only so much in the book.

As for the specific content of so many Triwizard Tournaments in the past, you can only go to the library and look it up slowly.

I wasn't particularly interested in it at the time. I only knew the general information about the Triwizard Tournament, but didn't understand the specific content.

But this information is enough, and many people have yearning expressions on their faces.

The rare honor once every five years requires overcoming three difficulties, defeating powerful enemies from other schools, and finally winning the trophy under the eyes of everyone.

What's more, this year's competition has been upgraded in an all-round way, which means that I can show my superb magic attainments in front of more people.

What a chance to shine!

Not to mention the huge bonuses that cost more than a year's salary for a Ministry of Magic employee.

I'm really looking forward to it!

Seeing Hermione's indifferent expression, George couldn't help asking curiously:

Hermione, why do I get the feeling that you are not excited at all when you face the Big Six Tournament?

Aren't you going to apply to enroll?

In the end, only one person from each school can participate in the competition. Ginny on the side suddenly said,

And all students in the school can sign up for the competition, as long as they pass the review of Professor Dumbledore.

So this means that Harley can also sign up.

Ginny's words were like a bucket of ice poured from the head in the scorching heat of June, directly waking up everyone in the common room.

Hogwarts only has one place for warriors... so why should they be warriors?

In the entire Hogwarts, who can compete with Harley, who has many honors and extremely strong magical power?

Is it really that easy to get the first class medal of the Order of Merlin?

And Harley is not a first-class medal obtained by donating a huge amount of gold Galleons to the Merlin Sir Order like some pure-blood nobles.

She is a real sword and gun, facing danger head-on, and a medal she has earned abruptly.

Others who want to participate, ask yourself, why should they be representatives of Hogwarts and become warriors!

The noisy sounds in the common room disappeared, and almost everyone bowed their heads in thought.

Many seventh-grade students showed helpless wry smiles.

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In the principal's office, Harry was tucking his body comfortably into the soft sofa, sipping hot cocoa.

Fox pitifully rubbed his head against Harry, but was ruthlessly rejected by Harry:

No, Fox, you can't. You are a mature phoenix, you should learn to control your desires!

Professor Dumbledore has spoken, you stole all his Zizi honey candies, so you won't be able to eat sweets for the next month.

With annoyed expression on his face, Fox lay listlessly on Harry's lap.

Originally, she didn't eat sweets very much, who made Professor Dumbledore always invite herself to taste the disgusting things like cockroach piles.

As a result, one day during the summer vacation, Professor Dumbledore brought back a jar of Zizi honey candy for the first time, and was called out before he could enjoy it himself.

It turned out that Professor Dumbledore didn't buy many other candies, and he basically ate them up within two days after buying them, and he didn't try them at all.

So Fox was curious for a while, and wanted to try what this golden liquid tasted like, but in the end it got out of hand.

Thinking about it now, I regret it! If I had left some for the old man, wouldn't I be able to eat all kinds of candy now?

Fox really likes you. Professor Dumbledore also leaned on the chair, holding a cup of steaming honey milk in his hand,

As for the Six-wild Tournament I mentioned tonight, Harry, do you want to participate?

Of course. Harry replied with a serious face, Of course I want to participate.

Struggling for honor for Hogwarts is a task that every Hogwarts wizard should take the initiative to complete.

What's more, I am a Gryffindor, and the courage of Gryffindor does not allow me to back down!

good!

Before Professor Dumbledore could speak, the portraits of the old headmasters on the wall burst into cheers first.

Especially the old headmasters from Gryffindor clapped desperately, shouting loudly,

Look! Look! This is the awakening of a Gryffindor! Can Slytherin do it! Does Hufflepuff have it! Can Ravenclaw do it!

The other old principals wanted to beat these old bastards to death, or at least tear their mouths apart.

Do you really think everyone doesn't know how Harry got to Gryffindor? It's not that Dumbledore, an old cunning man, let the Sorting Hat operate in secret because of the special situation!

Otherwise, it's not certain which college Harley will go to! At least Slytherin and Ravenclaw are both more likely!

At that time, everyone could fully witness the development of the matter!

Now that you are cheap, you are still acting good, right? Seeing that we have to come to a wave of justice!

Professor Dumbledore ignored the group of old guys who started to quarrel, but looked at Harry with a dumbfounding expression on his face:

Will this be a bit too bullying to other schools? After all, your current strength is not much worse than that of an old man like me.

If you insist on saying that you are not as good as me in any way, it is probably just a lack of accumulation of various magical knowledge.

Hey. Harry smiled sweetly, without any guilt or embarrassment on his face,

It's like I gave them a lesson in advance, a lesson called society.

After leaving school, they can't always expect themselves to compete only with the wizards of their time.

Professor Dumbledore gently lifted it with his fingertips, and the half-moon glasses reflected the gentle light:

That's right, then it's up to you, just be gentle when the time comes.

Presumably no one in Hogwarts has ever competed with you, and the Hogwarts warrior is probably you.

Harry took a sip of hot cocoa, feeling the warm liquid swirling in his stomach, and asked curiously:

Then how will we select? And how should we select underage wizards?

Hush~! Professor Dumbledore raised a finger,

It's no fun talking about it now, Halle, please allow me to keep some secrets.

That test was just a breeze for you anyway.

Well, I think it shouldn't be too difficult.

Harry put the unfinished hot cocoa on the table, let Fox pounce on it, and stood up by herself,

Professor, I'm going back first. Good night.

Harry turned and left the principal's office, and happened to bump into Professor Moody before going out.

Good evening, Professor. Harry bowed slightly.

Professor Moody responded with a hoarse voice: Good evening, Miss Potter.

But he tucked his empty ones back into his sleeves, as if he could pop his wand out at any moment.

I won't disturb your conversation with Professor Dumbledore, I wish you two sweet dreams. Harry chuckled lightly as he stepped up the stairs and quickly merged into the darkness.

Moody continued to walk into the house, but the magic eye had already penetrated into the socket, staring at Harry's receding figure.

He stood still in front of the recliner that Harry had been sitting on before, but he conjured a hard wooden chair with his wand, and sat heavily on it.

Good evening, Alastor. Professor Dumbledore filled the glass with honey milk and made Harry's glass disappear.

Fox, who had just tasted two mouthfuls of hot cocoa, looked at the old man dissatisfied, and then returned to the shelf angrily.

Professor Dumbledore didn't pour a cup of tea for Professor Moody. After all, Professor Moody was always cautious, unless he was performing a special reconnaissance mission, he basically wouldn't drink the tea offered by others.

Albus, I'm here to remind you of something. Professor Moody said bluntly in a hoarse voice,

The Dark Mark at the Quidditch World Cup, and the bastards, the riotous bastards.

I don't believe that those cockroaches are really as lame as the Ministry of Magic's excuses. Most people are just drunk and bewitched by a small number of dark wizards.

Anyone with a brain can easily see that this is clearly a riot by the Death Eaters! They are announcing that Voldemort is not dead yet!

As he said that, Professor Moody thumped the table angrily, as if wishing he could appear in front of the group of acquitted wizards right now, and cast a curse on each of them.

Alastor, I think you should learn to get used to these things.

Professor Dumbledore took a sip of honey milk, enjoying the sweetness of honey blasting on his taste buds,

After all, it is the Ministry of Magic, where politics is discussed, not magic. This is one of the important reasons why I have always been unwilling to accept the Minister of Magic.

The anger on Professor Moody's face had disappeared, and it became serious again.

I know what the group of guys who eat vegetarian meals will do, after all, the cockroaches gave enough Galleons.

I just want to remind you that we need to pay attention to the safety of Hogwarts.

During the upcoming Tournament of the Six, there will be two Death Eaters in Hogwarts at the same time.

And this period will be Hogwarts' weakest moment. After all, outsiders from five schools have entered the scope of Hogwarts. These are uncontrollable factors.

Professor Dumbledore said calmly, Alastor, I think Severus is believable.

While he was once a Death Eater, Severus left Voldemort's evil cause to gather intelligence for us before Voldemort's downfall.

Although I can't show you some evidence directly, I do trust Severus.

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

(ps. I read the comments there, and suddenly found a problem, who made this kind of magic eye? Even the invisibility cloak of the Deathly Hallows level can see through! It can’t be Dumbledore who asked Nico to help make it .)

(Also, someone mentioned yesterday that Moody can see through invisibility cloaks, and he can definitely see through students' clothes. Hmm... just assume that he has a very high moral level, and the protagonist's power can protect himself and his friends. More Besides, I really can't think of such an old Auror who never married and dedicated his life to the magic world would do such a thing.)