Witcher at Hogwarts

"I want to participate!" Just as Dumbledore finished announcing, several students' shouts rang out from different places in the auditorium.

Whether it is honors or bonuses, they strongly arouse the sensitive nerves of these adolescent boys and girls.

All the students' faces lit up with excitement at the thought of the possibility of obtaining such honor and wealth.

At every table in the House, one could see someone either looking at Dumbledore feverishly or whispering excitedly to his neighbor.

At this time, Dumbledore spoke again.

"I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Trophy for Hogwarts. However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed that there must be an age limit for this year's competitors. Only students who are seventeen years old or older are allowed to register. "

Dumbledore announced calmly.

Sure enough, Dumbledore had just finished speaking.

Angry protests immediately filled the entire auditorium, and the little wizards under the age of seventeen shouted angrily. They were very dissatisfied that they could not participate in such a wonderful event.

"This measure is necessary because the events of the competition are still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is simply impossible for students below sixth and seventh grade to handle it. I will personally ensure that no one is enough." Young students deceive our impartial judges into becoming Hogwarts Champions, so if you are under seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time applying."

Dumbledore's loud voice rose above the din of students in the auditorium.

Dumbledore's eyes scanned the entire auditorium, and the students who were touched by Dumbledore's eyes quickly fell silent.

It didn't take long for the entire auditorium to become quiet.

"The delegation from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will spend most of the academic year with us. I know you will all behave well while our foreign dignitaries are here. Be warm and friendly, and once the Champion of Hogwarts is chosen, you will support him or her wholeheartedly."

Dumbledore announced happily.

Due to Dumbledore's majesty, the students no longer dared to express their protest in public, but they were still muttering dissatisfied in private.

Ethan, who was sitting on the professor's chair, frowned. He didn't understand that Dumbledore still wanted to hold the Triwizard Tournament in such a tense environment.

"Okay! There are still a few things to announce next!" Dumbledore said in a brisk tone.

"This year, we are delighted to welcome a new teacher. Professor Slughorn, a former colleague of mine, has agreed to return to his old position as Potions teacher," Dumbledore announced. road.

Hearing Dumbledore introducing himself, Slughorn quickly stood up so that all the students could see him.

At this time, all the students looked at the professor's chair curiously, but what they looked at was not Professor Slughorn, but Professor Snape.

Potions class has been taught by Snape for a long time, and all the students are very curious as to why Snape's position was taken over by others.

The only ones showing happy expressions at the scene were Harry and Ron.

They were happy that Dumbledore had finally seen through Snape's true face and had now dismissed Snape from his position as professor.

This is not their fault. They have indeed been treated particularly cruelly by Professor Snape in the past few years.

The year before last, they were even punished by Snape for a whole semester of confinement.

Therefore, Snape's expulsion was great news to them.

However, Dumbledore's next words quickly and completely shattered Harry and Ron's joy.

"In the meantime, Professor Snape," Dumbledore said, raising his voice over the chatter, "will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"Your Professor Lupin has left Hogwarts to attend to other matters and is no longer teaching."

"No!" Harry sighed deep in his throat.

Harry loved the Defense Against the Dark Arts class very much. The previous Professor Lupine taught them a lot of interesting magic.

Unexpectedly, Harry's favorite subject would now be taken over by Snape.

Harry could already predict his tragic future.

"Okay, there's a little benefit to this," Harry comforted himself through gritted teeth, "Snape will be gone in less than a year."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"That job is cursed. No one can last more than a year - Quirrell's life is in it. I personally sincerely hope that there will be another murder -"

Harry said viciously.

"Harry! How could you say such a thing!" Hermione scolded seriously from the side.

Snape stood up in his seat, glanced gloomily at the students sitting around, and then sat down.

Ethan always felt that there seemed to be something different about Snape. After careful observation, Ethan finally discovered it.

Snape finally washed his head and it was no longer greasy.

Ethan even found a subtle smile on Snape's lips.

Snape finally got his wish. It had always been Snape's wish to become the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

In preparation for the day he had been looking forward to for a long time, Snape even washed his hair and tidied himself up.

"Of course, we also face another thing in this study." After a moment of silence, Dumbledore spoke again.

"I think every one of you heard during the holidays that Voldemort is not dead and is even trying to revive."

As soon as Dumbledore finished saying these words, the originally noisy auditorium suddenly turned into a tense and heart-wrenching silence.

Harry looked at Malfoy. Malfoy's expression had also become very bad now. He was no longer surrounded by Crabbe and Goyle.

Especially because of Malfoy's father, Crabbe and Goyle's fathers have been imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic.

This made Crabbe and Goyle completely ignore Malfoy, and they stayed far away from Malfoy.

At this time, he lowered his head and remained silent. It seemed that his father's arrest had a great impact on the two children.

At this time, there was a large space around Malfoy at the Slytherin table.

Children from pureblood families are a bunch of smart guys.

Lucius Malfoy had just done such a shocking thing, and the situation was really turbulent recently.

The situation was confusing, so the children of these families chose not to have contact with Malfoy for the time being until the situation was confirmed.

So now, there is a large area of ​​​​empty space around Draco Malfoy.

Only Pansy Parkinson, who has always been with Malfoy, is still sitting next to Malfoy, which has become Malfoy's only comfort now.

Seeing Malfoy's ugly expression, Ron, who had always been very at odds with Malfoy, felt secretly happy.

"He deserves it!" Ron whispered, "Who asked him to do it normally?"

"Oh my God, Ron! You shouldn't say that!" Hermione whispered to Ron, "His father just helped the Ministry of Magic and exposed a large group of Death Eaters!"

"Okay, okay! I was just saying casually!" Ron, who never dared to contradict Hermione, said quickly.