A day at Hogwarts

"I am also very sorry to tell you that there will be no Quidditch this year."

Dumbledore's speech was like throwing a boulder into the lake, and the whole cafeteria suddenly became chaotic.

Fred and George shouted "Impossible" at the same time, making Charles' ears buzz.

Dumbledore continued: "This is because a large-scale event will start in October and last throughout the school year, occupying a lot of professors' time and energy - but I believe that you can all get a lot of fun from it. I am very happy to announce to everyone that this year at Hogwarts -"

Fred and George thought of Charlie and others' hesitation during this period, and thought that this matter should have squeezed out the Quidditch game.

However, just when Dumbledore was about to announce it, someone interrupted his speech.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and Moody made a brilliant appearance.

Moody wore a black traveling cloak and leaned on a cane in his hand. Under the light of lightning, his face full of scars and a fake eye scared many students.

Charles adjusted his glasses, activated several spells, and then curled his lips slightly.

Moody walked to Dumbledore's side, shook hands with them, and whispered to each other for a few words. Then Moody sat down in an empty seat and began to eat dinner by himself.

The cafeteria was terribly quiet, without even a whisper.

Dumbledore broke the silence and said to everyone happily: "Please allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Moody."

Moody's aura was so strong that after Dumbledore's announcement, only he, Hagrid and Charles applauded, and the lonely sound was soon suppressed by the thunder.

Dumbledore continued the speech that was interrupted by Moody just now, and announced something surprising - inviting the Triwizard Tournament.

"Are you kidding?!" Fred's reaction was a bit exaggerated, and a little excited.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore said, "but since you mentioned joking, I did hear a very interesting joke, a female demon went to watch a Quidditch match..."

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.

Charles raised his eyebrows. He hadn't seen the old man since the Quidditch match ended. He came directly to Hogwarts. He didn't know what progress they had made. Judging from Dumbledore's reaction, it seemed that there was something big to eat.

Dumbledore began to talk about the history of the Triwizard Tournament. When he talked about the suspension of the tournament due to the number of deaths, many students were shocked.

The fire in Fred and George's eyes began to burn, and they began to get ready.

Especially when Dumbledore said that the champion could get a thousand Galleons and a three thousand Galleons Dancing Grass Restaurant consumption card, Fred said firmly: "I must participate!"

Charles blinked. What's the situation with the three thousand Galleons consumption card?

He thought about it. When he went to the stadium tent to find Dobby that day, Dobby seemed to say that Dumbledore had a big business. He didn't care and agreed without listening to the details.

George asked Charles: "Did you know about this a long time ago?"

Charles naturally wouldn't say that he knew it earlier than Dumbledore, and said casually: "Dobby mentioned it to me, but I don't know the details."

Dumbledore quickly said loudly: "Only students over the age of seventeen are allowed to sign up and participate in a total of five games!"

Fred and George's faces turned pale all of a sudden. They will not be old until April next year.

But Dumbledore announced again: "The selected players can find a certain number of assistants, but please note that the players must be responsible for the safety of their assistants!"

Charles was a little surprised. This was a brand new version different from his "memory".

Fred and George began to whisper to each other over Charles, discussing whether they could get a place.

The dinner was over, and Charles was thinking about the Triwizard Tournament all the way back to the common room.

He thought that the three schools participating in the competition were giving remedial lessons to the candidate players during the summer vacation. Obviously, they didn't want to waste the students who were taking remedial lessons together, so they discussed the method of increasing the number of people by assistants.

At the same time, too many people died in the previous competitions, and the three schools might have concerns, so they increased the number of people to ensure safety.

This time, no other schools were mentioned to visit. I'm afraid that the three schools were unsure about the reopening of the competition, and they would wait until the first session was completed.

Charles suddenly found someone pulling his sleeve.

"What's the matter?" he asked Hermione.

Hermione said, "I have something to ask you."

"Some other day." Charles said, "I'm very tired today and need to rest."

He guessed that Hermione might want to talk about the house elves, after all, Dobby worked under him.

This matter was very complicated, and Charles didn't want to get involved.

On the stairs to the dormitory, Harry came over and asked Charles: "Where were you on the night of the game? We looked for you for a long time."

Charles replied: "Nothing."

Harry asked with a sly smile: "Did you go on a date with those veela?"

Charles asked him: "Have you finished my holiday homework?"

Harry immediately said: "I'll give it to you later."

After Charles returned to the dormitory, he took off his clothes and changed into pajamas. When he lifted the bed curtain, he found that all his textbooks for this year were on the bed. These were bought by Tosimo.

Next to the textbooks was a set of clothes. This year, he was required to prepare a formal dress.

Charles thought that Dobby had served the Malfoy family before, so he should have good taste in clothes, so he gave it to him.

But this set on the bed...

Seamus shook his head when he saw it.

Charles put the tuxedo, the big gold chain as thick as a thumb, and the gold pocket watch as big as a palm into a box and stuffed it under the bed.

"You have to order a new suit." Seamus chatted with him, "Have you read the textbook? We have a new course."

Charles nodded and said, "I know, I heard about it earlier."

Seamus said depressedly, "Although it is self-study, the homework looks a lot."

"It says in the homework book that there is a spell to prevent plagiarism, and if you fail this month's homework, you can't go to Hogsmeade next month."

Charles just smiled, it's just a Chinese homework, what's so difficult about it.

This homework is not a problem for him, just let the Shanghai doll do it.

Seamus continued, "Recently, there's a rumor going around in Diagon Alley that someone suggested building a primary school affiliated with Hogwarts, enrolling students aged 6 to 11."

"I heard that going to school is voluntary."

Charles said, "This is similar to the School of Magic and Beauxbatons. The School of Magic is a magic school where students start to go to school at the age of six, and Beauxbatons also has such students."

He had mentioned this to Percy before, and it might be Percy who did it.

But the problem with this kind of school is that the children awaken their magic at different ages, so the time they start school is naturally different from that of Muggle primary schools.

The two chatted about everything for a while, and almost yawned at the same time. It was time to go to bed.