I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John stopped clapping, the applause stopped.

He knew Moody, to be precise, he had met him.

Moody bought many looking glasses at Johnny Silverhand's store, and he felt like someone was always trying to harm him.

John felt that he had dismantled the looking glass when he bought it.

Tang Mi admired Moody very much because he had seen the iron blood of the legendary Auror.

Therefore, this is why Tang Mi will give a fracture discount.

This legendary Auror provides almost half of the prisoners in Azkaban. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a living legend among Aurors.

Unfortunately, Legend is doomed to be lonely. Too much Death Eater blood on his hands also caused Moody to suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder and distrust those around him.

Dumbledore seemed unable to see the students' discomfort and cleared his throat.

"As I just said," he looked at the many students in front of him with a smile.

“Over the next few months we will be honored to host a fantastic event that has not been held for more than a century.”

After a pause, Dumbledore announced: "I am very pleased to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year."

The Triwizard Tournament!

"You've got to be kidding me!" Fred shouted.

His eyes were shining brightly, and he bumped fists with George next to him, as if he was ready to participate.

There was even more heated discussion among the students.

On the way, Dumbledore wanted to tell a joke, but was interrupted by Professor McGonagall with an unpleasant look on his face.

I just have to give some information to people who don’t know about the Triwizard Tournament.

To put it simply, warriors from three schools competed together, but because too many people had died before, the competition was suspended.

This year, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports and Sports decided that the time was right, so they opened it up.

In October, the headmasters of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will arrive with their carefully selected contenders.

The ceremony to select the warriors will be held on Halloween, and most importantly, the prize will be five thousand galleons.

This amount made the Weasley children's eyes widen, and the twins were eager to try.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore poured cold water on them.

Because the warriors need to be seventeen years old, the twins were so angry that they took the lead in making noises. They will not turn seventeen until April next year.

This also means that there is no hope of participating for those under sixth grade.

Ron and Harry were a little disappointed, they still wanted to participate.

Hermione silently protested against the slave elves at Hogwarts, and then she learned that there were a hundred house elves working for free at Hogwarts.

The students continued to discuss the matter even after the dinner.

Before John left, he looked back at Moody, his magic eye moving wildly.

There was also a lot of chatter in the Slytherin common room.

However, the direction of their discussion was somewhat biased.

"This must be because they are afraid of John. After all, everyone knows that John is the best."

"Yes, John can defeat them all by himself."

"Maybe this is Dumbledore's conspiracy. We all know that he is particularly partial to the Gryffindor group."

"I must ask my father to complain about him. He is simply not worthy of being a principal!"

"..."

The Slytherin snakes were very dissatisfied. They thought this was Dumbledore's conspiracy.

After all, with John's strength, there is no suspense at all.

Not to mention them, even Malfoy said indignantly: "He only loves Harry Potter and Gryffindor. John, he is targeting you."

"That was the decision of the Ministry of Magic. Essentially, it was for fear of death among younger students." John said without looking up as he flipped through a book.

…

the next day.

Today is the first day of fourth grade.

Slytherin and Gryffindor had only one class together in the morning.

In terms of protecting magical animals, the newly born snails have a great visual impact.

They looked like shelled giant lobsters, white, gray and sticky, and looked very scary.

John has long been used to it. He has been exposed to this thing so many times.

Not everyone has John's psychological quality.

If Malfoy hadn't been with John for so long, he would have cursed him by now.

Their job is to raise these snails.

Malfoy said with rejection written all over his face, "Why should we raise them?"

"Huh?" Hagrid was stunned.

Malfoy continued: "I mean, what can they do? What are they used for?"

This actually involves Hagrid's blind spot, as he patronizes cultivation.

So he turned his attention to John, who received it and said: "The hard shell of the adult snail is a good alchemy material, and its tail can be used to prepare strong gunpowder."

Malfoy had nothing to say, after all, the boss had spoken.

After thinking about it, John added: "When raising, you need to pay attention to the fact that the tail of the snail will explode. The skin of the young snail may be damaged, and the adult one can break your arm."

Hagrid clapped happily, and John got a bonus point.

It's just that the other students are not happy. After all, they may be bombed, and no one is happy.

In the afternoon, John went to the divination class alone.

Trelawney received him warmly, as if he were not a student but a friend.

"My dear, do you see changes in the stars?"

"I thought I saw some unfortunate fat guy fall down."

John looked at the star display and almost laughed.

Goyle or Crabbe, I don't know which one is more unlucky.

Harry was caught deserting in class. Listening to Trelawney's rational analysis, Ron laughed out loud.

She said that Harry was born in winter, and Trelawney seemed to have forgotten that she had predicted that the savior would be born at the end of July.

After class, Malfoy immediately brought the Daily Prophet to find his love rival (?), arrogantly mocking Ron next to Harry.

John took a look and realized it was Rita Skeeter.

Because all the credit for that World Cup incident was taken by Batty Sr. As a qualified reporter, she knew that she needed a foil to show the brilliance of humanity.

So we found out about the disappearance of a wizard official. Unfortunately, Mr. Weasley went through a lot of trouble yesterday to deal with Moody's farce.

"There's another photo, Weasley!" Malfoy took out the photo of the interview and laughed loudly.

To be honest, the Burrow can be regarded as an illegal building in any country, so wizards can control it.

Of course, Malfoy didn't say anything bad. After all, Percy also lived there. He looked at the Weasleys carefully and blurted out: "Is this your mother? It looks like..."

When the words came to his lips, Harry yelled: "Get out of here, Malfoy!"

Malfoy was stunned, he hadn't said anything yet.

Harry comforted Ron, who was shaking with anger, and told him not to be angry.

"By the way, Potter, you lived with them this summer, right?" Malfoy was jealous (?) and said sarcastically: "Did his mother make the quilt for you? The food she cooked was delicious, right? ?”

He swore that this sentence was definitely a simple description, but Harry obviously misunderstood.

"What about your mother, Malfoy?" Harry thought of Mrs. Malfoy and retorted: "Look at the expression on her face, as if there is shit under her nose. Does she always have that expression? , or is it just because I’m with you?”

Malfoy immediately became angry when he heard that Harry dared to talk about his mother.

Hermione tugged on Harry's clothes, and Harry realized that he had spoken harshly. He uncomfortably told Malfoy to shut up, and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around, Malfoy took action.

He didn't use his wand, and John's face suddenly turned cold as he remained silent.

"Squat down!"

Malfoy immediately knelt down after hearing the words. John pulled out his wand, and an armored shadow appeared in front of him to block a curse.

The spell was deflected and knocked down an armor, which turned into a stoat.

Without hesitation, John shot back a curse.

Chapter 193 Green Glaze and Prestige

The battle happened so fast that no one could react.

Harry heard a strong wind coming from behind and was about to draw his wand when he saw John fighting with someone.

He grabbed Malfoy's middle-parted hair and swung it back, and John and Malfoy changed positions.

On the other side of the marble staircase, a figure blocked the spell. John waved his wand twice, turning the handrails on both sides into two big dogs to bite them.

The visitor was experienced in fighting and had already dodged the big dog before it could get close. The magic spell shot out and collided with John's crushing spell.

The fighting stopped almost at the same time, and everyone realized what happened.

John's face was stern, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Professor Moody!" A surprised voice sounded.

It's Professor McGonagall.

She didn't expect that such a situation would happen on the first day of school.

Moody's little eyes on the marble staircase were fixed on John, his magic eye moving around.

Professor McGonagall walked over quickly, her face turned pale, and she suppressed her anger and asked the two people who were still confronting each other: "Who can tell me what happened!"

Professor Moody realized it later and angrily said to Harry, "Did he hurt you?"

"What?" Harry was startled, and then realized that he was talking about Malfoy. He answered honestly: "No."

Moody nodded and walked down immediately. One of his feet was made of wood and carved into a claw shape.

"I despise people who attack others behind their backs the most," he said loudly and gruffly when he came to Malfoy, "This is the most filthy, despicable and cowardly behavior!"

Malfoy's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Then look at whether Harry Potter dares to duel with me!"

Sneak attack?

"You kid..." Moody's face almost reached Malfoy's face when he heard this.

John frowned and said coldly: "Then you didn't attack by surprise, professor."

Moody then turned to look at John. He stared at John's wand and then at John's cold face.

John narrowed his eyes and said, "Or do you think you are on the side of justice?"

John didn't like this Moody. Malfoy used fists, but this man used spells.

The two sides looked at each other, neither of them being in vain.

The atmosphere became tense, and Professor McGonagall quickly learned the story from Hermione's dictation.

Both sides are at fault in this matter.

But Professor Moody's behavior of using magic spells on students made her even more annoyed, "Moody! We never use transformation as punishment! Dumbledore must have told you!"

She felt a little tired, this Moody was too aggressive.