NOVEL WEB Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 241
Chapter 241 Talk
Sure enough, after a brief uproar, Dumbledore continued to speak, and the auditorium fell silent again.
"I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts," he said, "however, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed that there will be an age cutoff for this year's competitors. , that is to say, only students over the age of 17 are allowed to register for consideration. We think."
Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, his tone extremely serious.
"I hope you understand that this measure is very necessary, because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grades to handle it. Myself Will ensure that no underage student fools our impartial judges into becoming a Hogwarts champion."
He looked towards Gryffindor, blue eyes with a hint of warning.
Immediately, his eyes turned to Ravenclaw. Ivan knew that he was looking at himself. His performance in the World Cup was too horrifying, which had already made the old man a little wary of himself. Too old to afford the danger of another Voldemort.
Dumbledore continued, "Therefore, if you are under seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time making an application."
“A delegation from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will be with us for most of the school year. I know you will all behave when our foreign dignitaries stay here. Warm and friendly, and once the champion of Hogwarts is finally selected, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Well, it's getting late, and it's important that you walk into class fresh and clear tomorrow morning. Go Go to bed! Hurry up!"
Accompanied by Dumbledore's urging, the little wizards came out in a file, and there was a sound of ping-pong-pong.
Penello came over and patted Aiwen on the shoulder, "Haha, my hero Aiwen, how is your life during the summer vacation? Unexpectedly, participation is restricted by age."
Ai Wen rolled his eyes, "Please, my senior sister, I just don't want to participate, otherwise, even if there is an age limit, I can figure out a way to participate, believe it or not?"
"Of course I believe it." Penello grinned, "But since you don't want to participate, I can only bring you a champion back."
"Pooh!"
"Hey, you are so talented!" Penello made Ivan's hair into a chicken coop, and then pointed behind Ivan, "Okay, Professor McGonagall seems to have something to do with you, so hurry up."
When Ivan turned his head, he saw Mr. McGonagall standing there with a serious face, and immediately pulled Hermione to run towards his teacher.
"Come with me, Ivan, Hermione." Teacher McGonagall said as he walked, "They are really too much, they are obviously worried about your strength, but they use your not being able to participate as the start of this Triwizard Tournament One of the conditions, so now, I will take you to find Dumbledore."
Ivan glanced back at Hermione and blinked, meaning, look, that's it.
Hermione sighed, she suddenly felt that the world of these people was so boring.
Following Mr. McGonagall to the principal's office, only Dumbledore was sitting behind the principal's desk in the principal's office at this time, thinking about something seriously.
"Dumbledore, you can't just promise them." Mr. McGonagall said first, "Although none of my students have reached the age, they are clearly strong enough to protect themselves."
"Please calm down, McGonagall, I know all this." Dumbledore invited McGonagall to sit opposite the principal's table, and then folded his hands on his chest, "Actually, they are worried about the strength of your two students." Too strong and no one will be their match."
"So?" Teacher McGonagall asked back, "There was no such age limit before, Dumbledore."
Dumbledore looked at Mr. McGonagall with his blue eyes for a while, and then sighed, "McGonagall, you are no longer what you were before."
Mrs. McGonagall wanted to say something, but Ivan quickly stepped forward and said first, "Actually, Mr. Principal, I think I have made a discovery."
He didn't want to see Mr. McGonagall and Dumbledore having conflicts because of him.
What's more, before that, Dumbledore and Mr. McGonagall were good friends who talked about everything. It was because of him that Mr. McGonagall began to hide some things about himself from Dumbledore.
As for whether to participate in the competition or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, they are all idle at school.
"Please, Mr. Ivan." Dumbledore turned his attention to Ivan.
Aiwen took off the little red bat on his head, and then made Ashley revert to a human form, and then said, "Mr. Principal, I suspect that Professor Moody may be impersonated."
Dumbledore helped the glasses frame and motioned for Ivan to continue.
"And the person pretending to be Professor Moody should be a vampire, Ashley has already felt this just now." Ivan patted Ashley on the head, "Maybe the transformation of the blood magic can fool the wizard, but it is very It’s hard to lie to Ashley, who is also of blood race and has a high rank. As for his purpose of infiltrating the school, it is naturally Harry, and the reason is very simple: the bones of his father, the flesh of his servants, and the blood of his enemies.”
"So, his target must be Harry..." Dumbledore frowned, "Perhaps we don't need the Triwizard Tournament at all, and we just need to get in touch with Harry."
"Of course, principal, that's why we have to give him a chance." Ivan said calmly, "Because Voldemort is a person who considers himself a nobleman, as long as we give him a chance in the Triwizard Tournament, he will definitely take the bait. Then we'll be able to kill him at least one more time, but in the meantime someone has to hold off Voldemort so you can arrive, and this person..."
"It can only be you, and only you can barely have this strength." Dumbledore nodded, and suddenly looked at Ivan with a scrutiny, "I have to say, Ivan, you really moved me ,but……"
"Mr. Principal, I'm a very selfish person. I've said it before." Ivan said immediately, "And Harry is my good friend."
Dumbledore stared at Ivan again for a while, then nodded as if making up his mind, "Okay, Ivan, but you have to assure me that no more people can know about our conversation here."
"That's natural." Ivan nodded.
After the negotiation was settled, Ivan and Hermione followed Mr. McGonagall out of the principal's office. Mr. McGonagall rubbed their hair before signaling them to go back to sleep.
However, as soon as they walked out of the auditorium, a figure appeared behind them.
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(End of this chapter)
Sure enough, after a brief uproar, Dumbledore continued to speak, and the auditorium fell silent again.
"I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts," he said, "however, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed that there will be an age cutoff for this year's competitors. , that is to say, only students over the age of 17 are allowed to register for consideration. We think."
Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, his tone extremely serious.
"I hope you understand that this measure is very necessary, because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grades to handle it. Myself Will ensure that no underage student fools our impartial judges into becoming a Hogwarts champion."
He looked towards Gryffindor, blue eyes with a hint of warning.
Immediately, his eyes turned to Ravenclaw. Ivan knew that he was looking at himself. His performance in the World Cup was too horrifying, which had already made the old man a little wary of himself. Too old to afford the danger of another Voldemort.
Dumbledore continued, "Therefore, if you are under seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time making an application."
“A delegation from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will be with us for most of the school year. I know you will all behave when our foreign dignitaries stay here. Warm and friendly, and once the champion of Hogwarts is finally selected, you will support him or her wholeheartedly. Well, it's getting late, and it's important that you walk into class fresh and clear tomorrow morning. Go Go to bed! Hurry up!"
Accompanied by Dumbledore's urging, the little wizards came out in a file, and there was a sound of ping-pong-pong.
Penello came over and patted Aiwen on the shoulder, "Haha, my hero Aiwen, how is your life during the summer vacation? Unexpectedly, participation is restricted by age."
Ai Wen rolled his eyes, "Please, my senior sister, I just don't want to participate, otherwise, even if there is an age limit, I can figure out a way to participate, believe it or not?"
"Of course I believe it." Penello grinned, "But since you don't want to participate, I can only bring you a champion back."
"Pooh!"
"Hey, you are so talented!" Penello made Ivan's hair into a chicken coop, and then pointed behind Ivan, "Okay, Professor McGonagall seems to have something to do with you, so hurry up."
When Ivan turned his head, he saw Mr. McGonagall standing there with a serious face, and immediately pulled Hermione to run towards his teacher.
"Come with me, Ivan, Hermione." Teacher McGonagall said as he walked, "They are really too much, they are obviously worried about your strength, but they use your not being able to participate as the start of this Triwizard Tournament One of the conditions, so now, I will take you to find Dumbledore."
Ivan glanced back at Hermione and blinked, meaning, look, that's it.
Hermione sighed, she suddenly felt that the world of these people was so boring.
Following Mr. McGonagall to the principal's office, only Dumbledore was sitting behind the principal's desk in the principal's office at this time, thinking about something seriously.
"Dumbledore, you can't just promise them." Mr. McGonagall said first, "Although none of my students have reached the age, they are clearly strong enough to protect themselves."
"Please calm down, McGonagall, I know all this." Dumbledore invited McGonagall to sit opposite the principal's table, and then folded his hands on his chest, "Actually, they are worried about the strength of your two students." Too strong and no one will be their match."
"So?" Teacher McGonagall asked back, "There was no such age limit before, Dumbledore."
Dumbledore looked at Mr. McGonagall with his blue eyes for a while, and then sighed, "McGonagall, you are no longer what you were before."
Mrs. McGonagall wanted to say something, but Ivan quickly stepped forward and said first, "Actually, Mr. Principal, I think I have made a discovery."
He didn't want to see Mr. McGonagall and Dumbledore having conflicts because of him.
What's more, before that, Dumbledore and Mr. McGonagall were good friends who talked about everything. It was because of him that Mr. McGonagall began to hide some things about himself from Dumbledore.
As for whether to participate in the competition or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, they are all idle at school.
"Please, Mr. Ivan." Dumbledore turned his attention to Ivan.
Aiwen took off the little red bat on his head, and then made Ashley revert to a human form, and then said, "Mr. Principal, I suspect that Professor Moody may be impersonated."
Dumbledore helped the glasses frame and motioned for Ivan to continue.
"And the person pretending to be Professor Moody should be a vampire, Ashley has already felt this just now." Ivan patted Ashley on the head, "Maybe the transformation of the blood magic can fool the wizard, but it is very It’s hard to lie to Ashley, who is also of blood race and has a high rank. As for his purpose of infiltrating the school, it is naturally Harry, and the reason is very simple: the bones of his father, the flesh of his servants, and the blood of his enemies.”
"So, his target must be Harry..." Dumbledore frowned, "Perhaps we don't need the Triwizard Tournament at all, and we just need to get in touch with Harry."
"Of course, principal, that's why we have to give him a chance." Ivan said calmly, "Because Voldemort is a person who considers himself a nobleman, as long as we give him a chance in the Triwizard Tournament, he will definitely take the bait. Then we'll be able to kill him at least one more time, but in the meantime someone has to hold off Voldemort so you can arrive, and this person..."
"It can only be you, and only you can barely have this strength." Dumbledore nodded, and suddenly looked at Ivan with a scrutiny, "I have to say, Ivan, you really moved me ,but……"
"Mr. Principal, I'm a very selfish person. I've said it before." Ivan said immediately, "And Harry is my good friend."
Dumbledore stared at Ivan again for a while, then nodded as if making up his mind, "Okay, Ivan, but you have to assure me that no more people can know about our conversation here."
"That's natural." Ivan nodded.
After the negotiation was settled, Ivan and Hermione followed Mr. McGonagall out of the principal's office. Mr. McGonagall rubbed their hair before signaling them to go back to sleep.
However, as soon as they walked out of the auditorium, a figure appeared behind them.
……
……
(End of this chapter)
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