Chapter 512 The Little Wizard's Supreme Honor

How can this be? !

Aiwen rubbed his eyes and confirmed again and again.

Just looking up, he could see Moody standing opposite Dumbledore, the two of them whispering something.

But on the Marauder's Map, only Dumbledore could be seen, a small dot of black ink opposite his name.

The Marauder's map has lost its function, and this is the first time Aiwen has encountered such a situation.

The guy who pretends to be Mad-Eye Moody, his name is not allowed.

From the perspective of "the magic of name science", that person must have cast a spell on his name.

Just like Voldemort did, whenever someone says his name, their location is sensed.

And the magic this guy uses is to prevent his name from being tracked and marked by any magic.

Using this kind of magic on names is something only the most evil and powerful Dark wizards would do.

This requires strong magic power and strict casting conditions, and Mad-Eye Moody will definitely not use this kind of black magic.

If Barty Crouch Jr. is posing as him now, then Barty Jr.'s strength is completely beyond Ivan's expectations.

He never thought that the opponent's strength would be so strong.

Aiwen put away the Marauder's Map, and the sudden change gave him a bad premonition in his heart.

This guy is really weird, and he has a faint dangerous aura about him.

Aiwen was not sure at first whether there would be unpredictable variables in his plan according to the original plot.

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

But since the other party sneaked into the school, they should not act rashly until they find a chance to take Harry out.

He will definitely follow the original plot and act at the last moment of the Goblet of Fire.

There is still time, and Aiwen finally decided to find a chance to test the other party first.

At that time, decide whether to take action or let nature take its course based on the results of the trial.

At the teacher's table, Dumbledore didn't seem to think that the Mad-Eye man opposite him would be a fake.

They whispered something, and Dumbledore motioned for him to take the empty seat to his right.

Moody sat down and shook his head.

Shaking his long gray hair from his face, he pulled a plate of sausages up to his mutilated nose and sniffed them.

Then he took a pocketknife from his pocket, poked it through one end of a sausage, and ate it.

His normal eye was fixed on the sausage, but the blue eye was still constantly moving around in its socket.

Looking at the auditorium and the students, he stayed on Ai Wen for a long time.

"Everyone, please allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Dumbledore happily broke the silence, and said to the stunned little wizards, "Welcome Professor Moody."

Under normal circumstances, when a new teacher meets everyone, everyone will applaud and welcome them.

But now, apart from Dumbledore and Hagrid, not a single teacher or student applauded.

Ivan thought for a moment, and then clapped his hands. Their applause echoed lonely in the silent auditorium.

Hearing the applause, Moody raised his head, and both the real eye and the fake blue eye fell on Ivan this time.

His mutilated nose moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Ivan, Dumbledore, and Hagrid clapped their hands a few times, they put down their hands knowingly.

The others didn't speak, and seemed to be stunned by Moody's strange appearance, and just stared at him intently.

"Ron, do you remember?" said Harry in a low voice. "This Mad-Eye Moody is the man your father went to help this morning!"

"It must be him," whispered Ron fearfully. "Best Auror in the Ministry."

"What happened to him?" Hermione asked in a low voice. "What happened to his face?"

"Don't know, but it looks impressive," Ron whispered back, looking at Moody fascinated.

Moody seemed indifferent to everyone's cold reaction, and after looking at Ivan for a while, he continued to eat.

He ignored the large pitcher of pumpkin juice in front of him, but reached into his traveling cloak, pulled out a curved decanter, and took a swig.

As he raised his arm to drink, the cloak he had dragged was pulled up a few inches.

You can clearly see a few inches of wooden carved prosthetic leg protruding from under the table, and a claw-shaped foot underneath.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic just now!" Dumbledore cleared his throat, and looked at the many students in front of him with a smile, although everyone was still staring blankly at Mad-Eye Moody. During the months of Held."

"God, did I hear correctly!"

"You are joking!"

The tense atmosphere that had been hanging over the auditorium ever since Moody entered was suddenly shattered.

Almost everyone laughed out loud, and Bullido smiled appreciatively too.

Students born in wizarding families all know more or less about the Triwizard Contest, which is contained in the stories they have heard since they were young.

For young wizards at school, this is the highest honor.

Those Muggle-born students were also in a hurry to inquire, and after knowing what the Triwizard Tournament was all about, they also exclaimed and started discussing excitedly.

"Yes, some of you still don't know what is going on in this hegemony contest, so I hope that those who know the situation will forgive me for explaining a little bit here, and I will allow their minds to wander for a while." Deng Bullido said with a smile, "As we all know, the Triwizard Tournament is a kind of friendly competition between the three largest wizarding schools in Europe, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, which is a very good display. It became a tradition in the past to help young wizards from different countries build friendships, but later, the number of deaths was too high, and the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted."

"Death toll?" whispered Hermione, looking at Dumbledore in astonishment. "It doesn't say that in the book..."

But most of the students in the auditorium were not as nervous as she was, and many were chatting excitedly.

Everyone is eager to hear the specific details of the Triwizard Tournament, and seems to have no interest in those who died hundreds of years ago.

"Over the centuries there have been several attempts to revive the Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "none of which have been successful, however, we at the Department of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic believe that it would be a good idea to try again." The time has come. We have done a lot of work this summer to ensure that the lives of every Warrior are not in danger."

"In October, the Headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will bring their carefully selected contenders, and the selection of the warriors will take place on Halloween. An impartial referee will decide which students are best qualified to compete The Tri-Strong Cup, winning honors for your school, and you can also get a bonus of 1,000 Galleons. Whether it is for individuals, colleges or schools, this will be a very high honor. I hope you can know this. "(To be continued.)