Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Don’t blame the little wizards for overreacting.

How should I put it, canceling the Quidditch Cup is such a [treason] thing?

There is only one recorded incident in the history of Magic Season, where the principal became the most unpopular principal.

Yes, that's Phineas Black, Sirius' great-grandfather.

You know, even when Voldemort was wreaking havoc, he didn't cancel the Quidditch Cup!

The years when James Potter was most in the limelight were also the years when Voldemort was most arrogant.

The Quidditch Cup wasn't canceled at that time, so why would it be canceled this year?

Ignoring the wails of the little wizards, Dumbledore announced contentedly,

"However, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports and Sports believe that this year is a good time to resume the Triwizard Tournament."

"So the Triwizard Tournament has been suspended for a century and will be held at Hogwarts this year!"

The originally noisy voices in the auditorium suddenly became silent.

Except for those who had already expected it, such as Draco, Raven and others,

The other little wizards looked confused or shocked.

It wasn't until Dumbledore finished his speech a few seconds later that the auditorium became completely noisy.

The little wizard who didn't know what the Triwizard Tournament was, went to his friends and asked what the Triwizard Tournament was and who the Triwizards were.

While Professor McGonagall was still in the professor's chair, he was sorting out the schools.

Harry and the others also discussed,

"Dumbledore is becoming more and more fond of teasing people. I don't know who he learned it from."

Ron muttered softly,

Although Harry wanted to defend the headmaster, whom he respected very much, he was powerless.

After all, any other principal would have complained about this kind of gasping way of speaking.

In other words, the other party is Dumbledore.

Only then would someone be willing to speak for him.

Harry ignored Ron, but looked at Hermione and asked,

"Hermione, do you know what the Triwizard Tournament is about?"

Harry asked, although it was a question, but he was convinced that Hermione must know.

Sure enough, Hermione cleared her throat, sat up straight,

He folded his hands on the table and explained a little showily.

"The Triwizard Tournament refers to a friendly competition jointly organized by three magic schools in Europe, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, for the purpose of competing for the Goblet of Fire. Although many people died because of , which resulted in the event not being held for several centuries.”

pat!

Harry's right fist hit his left palm,

"I remembered it. It seems that Xiaofu mentioned it before, when he talked about cockatrices and basilisks."

"What did he mean at that time? During the Triwizard Tournament three hundred years ago, the Cockatrice got out of control. But in this case...will the Triwizard Tournament be too dangerous?"

Harry hesitated;

"Didn't Dumbledore say that? To ensure safety, you can only participate if you are over seventeen years old. Were you distracted just now?"

Hermione complained.

Harry scratched his head sheepishly,

The three of them were chatting, and they still haven’t forgotten what the occasion was.

When the Sorting Hat shouted "Gryffindor", the fourth-year seniors stretched out their hands and clapped.

A wet little wizard who looked very familiar walked to the Gryffindor table under the applause of the Gryffindors.

Instead of going to where he should be in a first year, he went to sit next to a person Harry was very familiar with.

Only then did Harry realize where his sense of familiarity came from.

This little guy looks almost exactly like his crush, Colin Creevey, when he was in first grade.

"That seems to be Colin's younger brother. He seems to be named Daniel Creevey. He fell into the black lake just now. Is there any wizard blood in their family?"

Ron guessed, stroking his chin.

"Oh? His name is Daniel too?"

Harry stuck his head out and looked over there, but in an instant, Harry knew something was wrong!

Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, he was captured by Colin Creevey's [Harry Radar].

He was delighted to find that his idol was actually looking at him, so he stood up with his younger brother and trotted to Harry's side, pushing Ron almost onto Neville.

"Harry, this is my brother, his name is Daniel Creevey, and he is also your admirer!"

Colin Creevey said excitedly,

This is normal. After all, children’s knowledge of the world comes mostly from stories and books.

So Daniel Creevey, who reads the same enlightenment books, is naturally also a fan of Harry Potter.

Although this Daniel Creevey is not as fanatical as his brother, he is already a little guy with his own fan filter.

He didn't give Harry a chance to speak, but held Harry's outstretched hand with wet hands and said,

"Come on, Mr. Potter, I believe you can defeat the dark wizard again."

After reacting for a while, Harry remembered that, yes, Voldemort had been resurrected.

But this is Hogwarts, and it's safe.

Harry had no intention of introducing the negative protection spell on his body to the two fans. The Sorting Hat assigned another new student to Gryffindor.

So the two brothers had no intention of continuing to block the road, and returned to their seats with their younger brother.

Until the Sorting Hat completes the sorting,

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and said,

"Let me add something that Principal Dumbledore didn't finish just now."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the principal who was happily eating a pile of cockroaches, and then looked back.

Today is the first day of the new school year, the first day that Dumbledore's vow with someone ended.

So at this moment, he was grabbing cockroaches on his plate and stuffing them into his mouth. This was considered the principal's privilege.

It's just a pain for Professor Flitwick, who is sitting on the right side of Dumbledore.

From a distance, Professor McGonagall could see a 'cockroach' crawling into Professor Flitwick's plate.

And Professor Flitwick is worthy of being a professor of Charms. He cast the spell "Three Feet Back" silently and without a wand, and he knocked that 'cockroach' away.

But it seemed to have flown a little far. Dumbledore reached out to grab it but failed to catch it.

The 'cockroach' flew directly into Hagrid's beard, crawled along his beard and into his messy hair, and was never found again.

Professor Snape, who was sitting among them, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and the little wizards let out a burst of exclamations.

Professor McGonagall turned around in confusion, but at this time several professors pretended that nothing had happened.

Professor McGonagall couldn't see the clue, so he turned back and continued,

"In October this year, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their favorite outstanding students to Hogwarts, and the selection of real warriors will be held on Halloween. This means that we will You will spend most of your time with students from other schools.”

The young wizards' reaction was mediocre, and then Professor McGonagall remembered that a large number of students from other schools came to Hogwarts last year.

So she cleared her throat and said,

"Everyone performed very well last school year. In the next school year, we..."

boom!

The door of the auditorium was violently opened, and the originally blocked sounds of wind, rain, and thunder poured into the auditorium, causing the glass windows to clang.

A figure of a wizard wrapped in a black traveling cloak and holding a cane appeared at the door of the auditorium.