Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

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Sherlock didn't know what happened to the students below.

Because in the middle of the banquet, two adult wizards who did not belong to any magic school came to the professor's long table on the high platform of the auditorium.

Director of the Department of Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic - Ludo Balmain, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation - Barty Crouch.

Both of them are high-ranking officials at the director level in the British Ministry of Magic, second only to Fudge as a minister in the entire magical government position system.

And the Triwizard Tournament, which is officially starting today, is related to the functions they are responsible for.

The two of them came to Hogwarts tonight along with two other Witchcraft and Wizardry students, and sat on either side of Dumbledore, which did not surprise the professors who saw them.

Even some politically savvy students take it for granted.

Sherlock's position on the high platform was not very far from Dumbledore in the middle, before Filch filled the empty chair. There was only one Professor McGonagall between them.

Now there are Durmstrang's principal Karkaroff and sports director Balmain on his side, and he can still hear what these people at the center are talking about during the dinner.

"Oh, sorry, Barty and I got entangled with something in the ministry, and we came a little late." This was Balmain's voice.

"This is not the time to talk about Ludo." Dumbledore's voice was enthusiastic. "Let me introduce you, although you may already know each other. These two are from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, respectively. Principal, Madame Maxime and Professor Karkaroff."

A stereotyped and indifferent voice sounded, and Sherlock could hear it as soon as he heard it. It belonged to Barty Crouch, the son who had just died.

"You don't need to introduce it. It was the two of them who communicated with Ludo and I to hold the Triwizard Tournament as scheduled. What we want to know more is whether that thing can resume work normally tonight."

Dumbledore was still smiling at his harsh tone and words.

"Certainly, Barty, although it hasn't worked in hundreds of years, I'm sure it's still going to work."

Balmain smiled dryly and rounded up the court.

"Let's toast together and wish the Triwizard Tournament a success!"

"Aha, it's certainly worth a cup." Dumbledore raised the golden cup in his hand with a smile on his face.

Beside him, Madame Maxime and Karkaroff, who had not spoken much, also raised their cups.

In the end, Crouch also raised the glass together, and the four of them touched it lightly, and then drank a glass of apple cider with a moderate degree of strength.

While they were raising their glasses, Sherlock, who was chopping the steak with the knife and fork in his hand, could not help but pouted, and guessed how many of the four people who had touched the glasses were harboring ghosts. of.

"When the dinner is over, you can come to my office with me."

After putting a tender and juicy steak into his mouth, Sherlock turned his head and said to Silk on his left.

Shilk just turned his head and glanced at him silently, without saying anything.

Sherlock's expression was serious.

"I have something important about Fiddlesticks, and I must discuss it with you individually."

Shilk, who had never dropped the chain at the critical moment, nodded slightly.

Compared with the professor's long table on the high platform, the atmosphere of the students below is obviously much more cheerful.

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang who came to Hogwarts showed great curiosity about the oldest wizarding academy in Europe.

At the Ravenclaw table and the Slytherin table, they had a good chat with students from both houses.

And Hogwarts students also showed a strong interest in the study and life of other schools.

And no matter which school the little wizard is, they are looking forward to the upcoming Triwizard Tournament.

Just on the long table in Gryffindor, Hermione, who found something extraordinary, was ready to continue the cliché of the proud silly girl beside her.

Dumbledore on the high platform suddenly stood up and lightly patted his palm twice, attracting everyone's attention in the entire auditorium to himself.

Subsequently, he announced that the Triwizard Tournament was about to officially begin, and introduced the identities of Balmain and Crouch.

The principals of the three schools and these two senior officials of the Ministry of Magic are the five judges of the upcoming competition for the most part of the semester.

"You already know that there will be three warriors participating in the game." Dumbledore said calmly, his voice echoing in the auditorium.

"The three warriors represent one participating school, and we will grade them according to the quality of their completion of each competition event. After the three events are over, the warrior with the highest score will win the trio. The Warriors are selected by A fair selector."

When he said this, the castle keeper Filch timely brought a large wooden box with jewels.

Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped the lid of the wooden box a few times, and the box creaked open on its own.

A rough wooden goblet was taken out of the wooden box by Dumbledore. The cup itself was not very conspicuous, but the blue and white flame burning in the cup attracted everyone's attention.

"The Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore said loudly.

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must put his name and school name on a piece of parchment ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and drop it into this goblet. Tomorrow night, at the Halloween dinner, The Goblet of Fire will select the warrior it believes best represents the three schools."

"And of course, the age limit I mentioned before. To prevent some students from being tempted, I will draw an age line in front of the goblet where I store this goblet, and no student under the age of 17 can pass through it. age line."

"Finally, I want to stress one more point."

He looked sternly around everyone in the castle.

"Any student selected by the Goblet of Fire must participate in this Triwizard Tournament. Throwing your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be followed and cannot be broken. Once you become a warrior, you will not Change of mind is allowed. So I want to remind you that you have to think twice and think about the consequences before deciding whether to put your name in the cup.”

His voice made the whole auditorium a little noisy, and when the game really came, the students were very excited.