Chapter 538 (1/2)
Thunderbolt clearly showed the man's face, a face that Fanlin had never seen before, and for a man with a little vague concept of human face, it seemed to have been carved from rotten wood, and the carver seemed to have no experience in how to use chisel.
Every inch of skin on the face seems to have scar, mouth like a deep mouth, a large part of the nose missing.
But what scared everyone was the eye of the man.
One eye is like a bead, small and black, and the other is like a coin, big and round, or blue. The blue eye is constantly rotating, and does not blink. It turns up and down, looks left and right. It is very unlike a normal eye. The blue eye turns to the right and looks at his back head spoon. So they can only see his eyes.
It doesn't look like he's in a good state.
Mad eyed Moody's, a former virtuous teacher.
But his eyes were a little startled.
A brilliant alchemy product.
But, if it wasn't the original Moody's, it would be uncomfortable to wear it?
But it's not a question that van Lin should consider, perhaps he should try to see who the Moody's Professor played.
Little buddy crouch? Or who else?
The thunderbolt and lightning of Tianhua board's early warning magic make the wizard in the hall confused. They don't know what this is, or what the ceiling does.
Even in the darkest times, Hogwarts never said there was a major crisis.
The British wizards are basically going out of Hogwarts
Moody's was startled.
As if it were, van Lin saw his eyes turning around in a moment.
He took a wand out of his arms.
This auro will always have a lot of weapons, such as Moody's very small crutches.
The magic of red rushed up the sky in a flash.
Moody's move was so fast that van Lin had not captured any more details and he subdued the damn ceiling.
It was a very powerful confusion spell, and moody, by the way, also dispersed the clouds that were repressed in the sky.
The ceiling of Hogwarts hall was restored to its usual appearance, the star sky.
Moody approached Dumbledore, and he reached out his scar like his face, and Dumbledore shook hands with him and said something, and no one could hear it was too far away.
However, it can be seen from the expression of two people that they are familiar with each other.
maybe Moodie is make complaints about Dumbledore's stupid sky board.
Anyway, with his wet hair, Moody's looks a bit embarrassed.
Dumbledore nodded to signal Moody's to sit in the space on his right.
Alasto moody sat down, plucked the dark gray mane on his face, pulled a plate of sausage, picked up the plate and smelled it with his remaining nose, then took a knife out of his bag, forked one end of the sausage, and began to eat. His normal eye was staring at the sausage, but his blue eyes kept turning around the eye socket, looking around the hall and the students.
”Let me introduce our new black wizard defense teacher.” Dumbledore said happily, breaking the silence, ”he is Professor moody's.”
”Moody's?” Harry said to Ron, ”mad eyed moody? The man your dad went to help this morning? ”
”It could be.” Ron replied in awe.
”What's wrong with him?” Hermione whispered, ”what's wrong with his face?”
”I don't know.” Ron said quietly. Looking at Moody's with interest.
Moody didn't seem to care about the warm welcome. His hand reached into the traveling Cape, pulled out a large belly bottle and took a big sip. He didn't care about the jar of pumpkin juice in front of him. When he lifted his arm and drank, his cloak pulled away a little from the ground. Harry saw a claw foot exposed at the foot of the table under the table 。
It seems that this is a planned plan. At least the people who play Moody's must be hard. It needs to be prepared early and learn the lifestyle of a disabled person.
Dumbledore cleared his throat again.
”I said just now,” he said, smiling at the students, and all the students were still staring at the mad eyed hamus moody. ”We are honored to host a very exciting event next month, which has not been held for more than a century. I am glad to tell you that the flame cup competition, also called the sorcery competition, will be held in Hogwarts!”
”You're kidding!” ”Said Fred Weasley.
The tension in the hall since Moody's arrival was broken.
Almost everyone laughed, and Dumbledore laughed with understanding.
”I'm not kidding, Mr. Weasley.” ”Since you mentioned jokes, I know a good joke this summer, talking about a fairy, a witch and an old witch, they all went to a bar -”Professor McGonagall cleared his throat in a loud voice.
”Well - maybe it's not the time to tell jokes.” Dumbledore said, ”where did I go? By the way, some of you don't know what's going on in this league, so I hope those who know will allow me to explain a little bit, and the students who know can pay attention to something else
”The three wizarding contests were held about 700 years ago as a friendly competition between Hogwarts, busbarton and demstrom. Each school selects a champion as its representative, and the three players compete in three magic games. The school of witchcraft takes turns every five years and is recognized as the best way to connect young mages until there are too many deaths
”Death toll?” Hermione was alert and whispered. But the rest of the students in the room didn't seem to share her worries. Many of them whispered excitedly to each other, while Harry himself was much more interested in hearing more about the game than worrying about his death a hundred years ago.
”Over the centuries, there have been several attempts to revive the game.” Dumbledore went on to say, ”no one is more successful. However, our national standard magic Cooperation Department and Magic Competition Department think that it is time to try again, and we have been working on it all summer. This time, the champion won't go crazy
”The headmasters of busbarton and demstrand will arrive at our school in October with their selected contestants, and the selection competition for the three contestants will be held on Halloween. At that time, an impartial judge will decide which one is most qualified to win the Triwizard Tournament prize cup. That will be the glory of their school and will receive a personal prize of 1000 sails.”
”I'm going to participate!” Said Fred Weasley, hissing under the table. He was full of enthusiasm and radiance at the thought of the glory and wealth he could get.
He is not the only one who sees himself as a Hogwarts champion.
At each table, Harry could see the students either focus on Dumbledore or whisper to their neighbors from time to time.
Once again, van Lin's name is added to the middle of the Hogwarts dialog.
It's not surprising that Fanlin has been in the limelight recently.
Throughout Britain, and even throughout Europe, Fanlin is almost universally recognized as the strongest little wizard.
There is nothing to question.
A guy who can defeat the black wizard in the front, and its explosive strength is far more than the ordinary wizard.
We all see in the eyes, that kind of palpitating magic.
As long as van Lin takes part in the competition, Hogwarts' championship trophy will not escape. What's more, we have all heard about van Lin's teaching all the boys in busbarton
Van Lin lenglenglenglenglenglenglengleng looked at Dumbledore, before Moody's matter has been temporarily forgotten by him.
If he didn't show up at the Quidditch World Cup, maybe he could have been in the event.
But the Ministry of magic is not a fool.
Once Fanlin uses the Sorcerer's stone, even slinger can't beat Fanlin, let alone these school witches.
Everyone knows very well what happened that night. If van Lim can run for election, the candidate for Hogwarts must be Van Lin's, and there is no doubt about it.
It can be said that no one has to play.
It's impossible for the Ministry of magic not to respond to such things, otherwise
The discussion voice in the hall was too loud. From time to time, some people cast their eyes with a little fanatical, which made Fanlin feel very uncomfortable.
”You can definitely win the championship. I don't think busbarton or the guy from demstrom can beat you.” Harry said from the bottom of his heart that although he would like to participate, he is more confident in his friends.
”I...” Van Lim said something, but he met with Neville's eyes.
Obviously, Neville, as a Gryffindor, is still very excited about such a thing. After all, Neville is the man who can pull the Gryffindor sword out of his hat.
But when Dumbledore spoke again, the Hall fell silent again.
”Although I know you all want to bring three wizardry trophies to Hogwarts,” he said. ”The principals of the participating schools and the Ministry of magic agreed to set a limit on the age of the contestants. Only students who have reached the age of 17 or above are allowed to enter. This... ”
All of a sudden, on one side of the painting style in the hall, people began to quarrel and began to resist. It had to be said that this was Hogwarts and directly challenged the headmaster.
”It's not fair...”