My Wife's Name is Luna at Hogwarts

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"Okay, okay!" Luna happily looked at the empty plates, which were suddenly filled with food magically as Dumbledore finished speaking.

The little wizards were cheering and eating a sumptuous dinner, while the heavy rain was still pounding on the high, dark windows.

Another burst of thunder exploded, rattling the glass windows, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the hazy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate. The remaining first food on the plate disappeared, and in the blink of an eye it was filled with desserts. .

"Treacle fruit pie!" Rhine deliberately brought the fragrant pie to Luna. "Look at the plum pudding! There is also chocolate cake! They are all your favorites."

Luna glared at him, then looked at the dessert in front of her, hesitating, "But if you eat them all, Luna will gain weight."

Finally, the desserts were cleared away, the last remaining crumbs disappeared from the plate, and the plate became clean and shiny again.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up again.The buzzing voices in the hall suddenly stopped, and only the howling of the wind and the pounding of heavy rain could be heard.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now that we have eaten and drank enough, I must ask everyone's attention again and I want to make a few announcements.

The administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to tell you that this year, several more items are prohibited in the castle. They are Screaming Balls, Wolf Fang Flying Saucers and Combo Boomerangs...

Wait, the entire list probably includes 430 seven items. I won’t explain them one by one. Those who are interested can see them in Mr. Filch’s office. "

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times, and he continued, "As before, I want to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, and in Hogsmeade, students below the third grade are not allowed to visit. I I also regret to inform you that the College Cup Quidditch Tournament will not be held this year."

"What?" The little wizards gasped in surprise. They turned to look at their Quidditch teammates from their respective houses. They all opened their mouths and stared at Dumbledore silently, as if they were too surprised to speak.

Dumbledore continued, "This is because a big event is going to start in October and last throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy, but I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun doing it, I promise. That's way more fun than Quidditch!

I am very pleased to announce that this year at Hogwarts will be..."

At this moment, there was a deafening thunder outside, and the door of the auditorium was slammed open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak.

Everyone in the auditorium turned to look at the stranger. Suddenly a fork-shaped lightning flashed across the ceiling, illuminating the stranger. He took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, and began to walk toward the staff table. Go.

"Boom boom!" Every step he took, a hollow voice echoed in the auditorium. He walked straight to the end of the guest chair, turned to the right, and limped towards Dumbledore.

Another bolt of lightning flashed across the ceiling, and the man suddenly smiled. His smile was extremely weird and terrifying. His smile was like maggots squirming in a pile of rotten flesh. Every inch of skin on his face seemed to have been eaten by maggots. It was full of sores and pus and blood, and not a single piece of good flesh.

The most frightening thing about this man is his eyes. His eyes are one big and one small, and they move without blinking, turning up, down, left, and right.

The stranger walked up to Dumbledore and held out a hand, which was as full of rotten flesh as his face. Dumbledore shook his hand and whispered something.

Finally Dumbledore nodded and motioned for the man to take an empty seat to his right.

"Please allow me to introduce to you, he is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Moody!" Dumbledore said.

But the expected applause did not appear. All the little wizards looked at Professor Moody with fear and disgust. Only Dumbledore and Hagrid applauded him. Even the other professors did not move. Snape remained as usual. Giving him a stern look, he almost hated every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor because he thought that was the position he should hold.

As a result, Professor Moody was different from the previous professors. He was not afraid of him. Instead, he stared back. He even laughed strangely and deliberately splashed the vegetable juice on Snape's black robe.

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Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped their hands several times, and found that the applause echoed in the silent auditorium seemed lonely, so they put down their hands knowingly. Everyone was stunned by Professor Moody's strange appearance and could not look away. Qingchi stared at him.

Moody seemed indifferent to everyone's cold reaction. Except for deliberately causing trouble for Snape, he ignored anyone. Instead, he threw away the large pitcher of pumpkin juice in front of him and took out another curved wine bottle. bottle and took a big sip.When he raises his arm to drink, a prosthetic leg made of an iron hook can be seen peeking out from under his table.

The students were still staring blankly at Mad-Eye Moody.Dumbledore cleared his throat to attract their attention, and continued with a smile, "As I just said, in the next few months, we will be honored to host a very exciting event, This event has not been held for more than a century.

I am very happy to tell you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year. "

"Oh my God! Is this true?"

"It's the Triwizard Tournament, my Merlin!"

"Can not believe it!"

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The tense atmosphere that had enveloped the auditorium since Moody entered was suddenly broken. Almost everyone laughed, and Dumbledore also laughed lightly before continuing.

"The Triwizard Tournament, some of you may not know what this tournament is about, so I hope those who already know the situation can forgive me for explaining a little bit here.

The Triwizard Tournament was founded approximately 700 years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe.The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.

In the competition, each school will select a warrior, and then three warriors will compete in three magic projects.The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years and is hosted by the three schools in turn. Everyone agrees that this is an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to establish friendship. However, later, due to too many deaths, the Triwizard Tournament was canceled. The game was interrupted. "

But most of the students in the auditorium didn't care about the death toll. They whispered excitedly, eager to hear the specific details of the Triwizard Tournament.

Dumbledore continued, "There have been several attempts to revive the Tournament over the centuries, but none have been successful. However, we at the Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and Department of Magical Sports and Sports have decided that the time has come to try again. Already mature.

We have done a lot of work this summer to ensure that every warrior will not be in danger of life. In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors to a ceremony to select the warriors. It will be held on Halloween. "

"I want to participate!" As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Neville stood up and shouted, his face shining with excitement. In his opinion, only the Triwizard Tournament is a man's romance.

There is more than one person who fantasizes like him. At almost every table in the academy, you can see someone either looking at Dumbledore feverishly or whispering excitedly to his neighbor.

Soon Dumbledore spoke again, and the auditorium became quiet again, "I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Trophy for Hogwarts, but the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed that this year's contenders must be punished. Set an age limit. Only students who are over 17 years old, that is, students over 17 years old, are allowed to register for consideration. We feel..." Dumbledore raised his voice slightly as some people listened to him After making an angry protest, he said loudly, "We believe that this measure is necessary because the competition events are still very dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, students below the sixth and seventh grades are not allowed to do so at all." Maybe it can be dealt with.

I will personally ensure that there is no underage student.Become a champion of Hogwar by being able to fool our impartial referees. "

As he spoke, he glanced past Harry, looked at Rhine emphatically, with a meaningful light shining in his blue eyes, and said quietly, "Therefore, if you are under 17 years old, I beg you not to waste time applying!

alright!Delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will spend most of the academic year with us.I hope that you will all be warm and friendly to our foreign guests during their stay here, and that once the Champion of Hogwarts is chosen, you will support him or her wholeheartedly.

Well, it’s already late. In order for you to be energetic and clear-headed for class tomorrow morning, go to bed now! Hurry!”

Dumbledore sat down and turned to talk to Mad-Eye Moody. The auditorium was filled with rattling and ping-ping sounds. The students stood up one after another, rushed to a double door, and left the auditorium.

"No! Headmaster! You can't do this!" Neville did not follow the crowd towards the door, but stood there angrily glaring at Dumbledore and said, "A life with danger and excitement is youth! If you are destined to Without safety, what’s the point of this game! So, why don’t you let me give it a try?”

oh!This is so embarrassing!Klein covered his face and dragged Dumbledore away before he could say anything. Neville seemed to be stubborn and still refused. Klein could only tell him secretly that he had a way to let him participate. Neville was so stubborn Then he gave up.

Several people dragged Neville towards the foyer. Neville was still complaining all the way, wondering what vicious methods Dumbledore would take to stop these enthusiastic students who wanted to participate in the competition.

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Everyone went back to their dormitories and placed the long-handled charcoal stove used to warm the bed among the quilts.It was so comforting to lie in bed and listen to the storm raging outside.

"Rhine! Will you participate?" Luna asked drowsily in the darkness.

"I can't say for sure!" Rhine turned over on the bed, and the scene of the Triwizard Tournament appeared in his mind, "I can go or Neville can go. I'll ask Professor Moody tomorrow to see if there are any arrangements. "

"Why are you asking Professor Moody?" Luna shouted, feeling a little strange.

"Ah! Because he is an experienced Auror, I think it would be better to listen to his opinions more, haha."

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The next morning the storm subsided, but there was still a gloomy cloud on the ceiling of the auditorium.While Rhine, Luna and Hermione were having breakfast.While studying their class schedule for this semester, at another table, Fred and George were introducing their new product to Neville, which could be used to make oneself older and then get through and participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

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Hermione's finger gently slid across the Monday column in the course schedule and said, "In the morning, Herbology class, Care of Magical Creatures class. I'm so glad that Dumbledore invited Hagrid to come to class again."

Klein smiled from the side and said, "When you see him asking you to feed bugs later, you won't think so."

Hermione ignored him and continued reading, "Oh, my God! There are two divination classes this afternoon."

Hermione lowered her head and sighed, taking classes was her least favorite subject.Professor Trelawney always predicted that the Rhine would bring disaster or bad luck. However, it has been a year and nothing has happened?But this particularly bothered her.

"If you don't like it, just stop taking it and don't put too much pressure on yourself, okay?" Because she always used the time turner and took three times as many classes as others, Klein felt a little sorry for her.

Hermione said briskly as she buttered her slice of bread, "It's okay, just think of Professor Trelawney as a liar, Goddess, and this class will be a lot easier."

Just then, there was a sudden rustling sound above their heads, and a hundred owls flew in through the open window, bringing everyone the morning mail.Klein never looked up because no one would send him letters.

A large number of owls circled above the table, searching for letters and packages, until a large tawny owl landed in Neville's direction and dropped a package into his lap.

Neville opened the package and found that it was his newly customized upgraded armor No. 20!The original armor was no longer in line with his strength, so this summer he used the previous armor as a basis and found the dwarf craftsman Master Runeluo to upgrade it.

On the other side of the auditorium, Malfoy's owl also landed on his shoulder, bringing him candies and cakes from home.

After everyone finished breakfast, Luna went back to Charms class, and Klein and Hermione went to Herbology class together.

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