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Revelation Dragons and the Goblet of Fire Chapter 18 Mad-Eye Moody

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    Section 1 In the dark and long hall, torches cast ancient and mysterious light and shadow on the marble stairs. The students were soaked to the skin, and water droplets dripped down their hair and robes, making the already slippery floor even worse.  Soran walked among the students, moving slowly with the flow of people, his narrow pupils shimmering, scanning the surroundings aimlessly.  There seemed to be a commotion on the other side of the crowd, and he looked up and saw the mischievous Peeves floating twenty feet above them.  He was short and wore a hat with a bell and an orange bow tie.  "Peeves!" an angry voice shouted, "Peeves, get down here!" Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal and head of Gryffindor House, rushed out of the auditorium.  The ground was so wet that her feet slipped and she quickly grabbed the student beside her to keep from falling.  "Peeves, get down here right now!" Professor McGonagall yelled, adjusting the pointed hat on her head and staring up through her square glasses.  "I didn't do anything!" Peeves chuckled, and threw a water bomb at some fifth-grade girls. The girls screamed in fright and rushed into the auditorium. "They were already wet anyway, right?"  Right? Hey, little kid! Give me a shot!" He picked up another water bomb and threw it hard into the crowd below.  But this time, the water bomb did not fall in the crowd - it stopped suddenly on top of the panicked students, and then flew back at a faster speed under the surprised eyes of everyone.  "Oh, damn -" Before Peeves could finish his words, the water bomb hit his broad ugly face, freezing him into a big ice block under the surprised eyes of everyone.  Obviously, ice cubes cannot fly, so the frozen Peeves fell straight from the air to the ground, breaking into several pieces like a funny sculpture.  For a while, everyone around looked at the torn pieces of Peeves in a daze. However, after Professor McGonagall conjured a few brooms and swept the still cold pieces into the corner of the corridor, there was a brief moment.  The farce ended like this, and the students walked into the hall one after another. No one was worried about the life or death of Peeves piled in the corner - after all, he was already dead and would not die again, but even if he really disappeared from ashes, I'm afraid  No one has the slightest regret.  The auditorium is still as brilliant and magnificent, and it has been specially decorated for the banquet of the new semester.  Hundreds of candles floated above the table, making the gold saucers and goblets sparkle.  The four long college tables were already filled with chattering students.  There was a fifth table at the front of the auditorium, with staff sitting on one side facing their students.  Sauron was still sitting in his old seat at the Slytherin table. On both sides of him were the Slytherin male prefects and Draco, while Isabella sat opposite him.  Sauron's eyes swept across both sides of the table, and most people looked away in slight panic after seeing Sauron's eyes.  But Sauron didn't care. He noticed that there were many familiar faces missing from the table. They had already graduated last year and entered the society with the brand of Slytherin House; and soon, there will be a new group of students.  Join the Slytherin team and complete the transformation from ignorant children to young wizards here.  In this cycle year after year, the Slytherin faction thrives as a community of interests and is able to develop and grow in this dark and cruel magical world like a jungle.  Bloody Barrow floated next to Slytherin's dining table - he was the ghost of Slytherin House. His thin body was covered with silver-white bloodstains. He had always been taciturn, just observing everything around him quietly.  as it has done over the long years.  Regarding Bloody Barrow, Sauron guessed that he and Peeves might have had a master-servant relationship during his lifetime. After all, he was the only person in Hogwarts who could really control Peeves.  Thinking of Peeves, Sauron subconsciously looked at the Gryffindor table on the other side of the auditorium and saw his twin brother sitting on the seat talking with others.  Someone just froze Peeves in the hall. Maybe others didn't know who did it, but Sauron knew very well that that person was Harry.  It has to be said that Harry's progress in magic was so fast that even Sauron was a little surprised. After all, freezing a living person and freezing a ghost are completely different things. Being able to do the latter easily shows that Harry has truly  It touched the realm that many wizards could not reach in their lifetime.  Although Sauron had already anticipated everything that had happened or was going to happen to Harry, the uneasiness and conflict in his heart did not diminish at all. He knew that Harry would embark on the same path as himself and experience the same despair as himself.  with pain.  Regarding the power hidden deep in Harry's soul, Sauron is very aware of its power, and this means that the price to pay for gaining power will be horribly high.  At this time, the auditoriumThe door opened and the hall immediately became quiet.  Sauron turned around and saw Professor McGonagall leading a long row of first-year students to the top of the auditorium.  If most of the students were soaked, it was nothing compared to these first-year students.  They looked as if they had swum from the lake instead of taking a ferry.  They stood in a row along the staff table, stopped, and faced the entire school.  At this time, Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the freshmen, and placed a tattered, dirty, and patched wizard's hat on the stool.  All the students looked at it, and for a moment, there was silence in the auditorium.  Then a crack near the brim opened like a mouth, and the hat suddenly sang: It was more than a thousand years ago, and I had just been woven into shape. There were four famous wizards, whose names are still passed down to this day:   The Sorting Hat's song was as unpleasant and boring as ever. When the dry and rough singing ended, Professor McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment.  "When I call someone's name, he puts his hat on his head and sits on a stool," she told the first-year students. "When the hat announces the house, he goes and sits at the appropriate table." "Stewart  "Ackerley!" A boy stepped forward and it could be seen that he was shaking from head to toe.  He picked up the sorting hat, put it on his head, and sat on the stool.  "Ravenclaw!" shouted the Sorting Hat.  Stuart Ackley took off his hat and hurried to a seat at the Ravenclaw table, where everyone at the table applauded him.  "Malcolm Bardock!" "Slytherin!" The Slytherin table also burst into applause to welcome the newcomers, but Sauron could also hear the sound of booing, and he knew the sound without even thinking about it.  From the Gryffindors sitting on the other side of the Great Hall - the two houses had a long history of dislike of each other, both in and out of school.  However, Sauron didn't care about this. He just took advantage of the sorting ceremony to look at the teacher's seat on the high platform. It seemed that there were no changes in the staff, but Sauron noticed that there was an empty seat on the seat, which should be reserved for the defense of black magic.  On the other side of the table, Snape looked gloomy, not knowing whether it was because he was unable to teach this class or for some other reason Section 2 The ceremony continued step by step until the last student, Kevin Whitt,  After being sorted into Hufflepuff, Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and the small stool and took them away.  At this time, Dumbledore stood up. He looked at all his classmates with a smile and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.  "I only have two words to say to you," he said, his rich voice echoing in the auditorium, "Eat!" The originally empty plate on the table was suddenly filled with food magically, worn out by a long day of travel.  The hungry students happily ate and rewarded their stomachs.  Finally, when the desserts were cleared away, the last crumbs on the plate disappeared, and the plate became clean and shiny again, Dumbledore stood up again.  The buzzing voices in the hall suddenly stopped, and only the pounding of the strong wind and heavy rain could be heard.  "Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now that we are all full and full, I must ask everyone's attention again. I have a few announcements to make." "Mr. Filch, the gatekeeper, wants me to tell you  Everyone, this year, there are a few more items banned in the castle. They are Screaming Balls, Teethed Saucers, and Combo Boomerangs. The total list includes approximately four hundred and thirty-seven items, in Mr. Filch's.  It can be seen in the office, and anyone who is interested can check it out." The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times.  He continued: "As before, I would like to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the venue, and students below the third year of Hogsmeade are not allowed to visit." "I also regret very much.  I have to tell everyone that the College Cup Quidditch Tournament will not be held this year. ""What?" There was a surprised discussion in the entire auditorium. Many people opened their mouths and stared at Dumbledore silently, as if they were too surprised to speak.  Words come.  Dumbledore continued: "This is because a major event is due to start in October and run throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and attention - but I'm sure you will all get a great deal of enjoyment from it. I  I am very happy to announce to everyone that this year at Hogwarts¡ª¡ª" At this moment, there was a deafening thunder, and the door of the Great Hall slammed open. ???????????????????????A man stood at the door, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak.  Everyone in the auditorium turned to look at the stranger, and suddenly a fork-shaped lightning flashed across the ceiling, causing many people to let out an uneasy intake of breath.  The lightning illuminated the man's face extremely vividly - it looked as if it had been carved out of a piece of rotten wood by a person who had only a vague idea of ??what a face should look like and was not very good at using a carving knife.  Good at it.  Every inch of the face seemed to be scarred, the mouth was like a big crooked gash, and the nose where the bulge should be was missing, but the most disturbing detail on the face were his eyes.  One of his eyes is small, black, and shiny; the other eye is large, round like a coin, and it is a bright bright blue.  The blue eye kept moving without blinking, turning up, down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye - then, the blue eyeball rolled and penetrated into the man's head,  Everyone can only see a big white eyeball.  Sauron stared at this man with a hint of coldness in his eyes - this was Mad Eye Moody, a legendary figure among Aurors. He had personally arrested many dark wizards, many of whom were extremely dangerous, until he retired a few years ago.  So far, he fills half of the cells in Azkaban.  Sauron is no stranger to this ugly face, and can even be said to be deeply impressed.  A few years ago, it was the man in front of him who chased him like an old dog and finally sent him to the Wizengamot trial.  But Mad-Eye also paid a heavy price - although Sauron was not as powerful as he is today, his power was equally dangerous and deadly. He left terrible wounds on Mad-Eye, and if it weren't for Deng  Mad-Eye would have been dead if Bullide took action.  Mad-Eye walked up to Dumbledore.  He held out his right hand, which was as scarred as his face.  Dumbledore shook hands with him and whispered something, as if asking something. Mad-Eye shook his head without a smile and answered in a low voice.  Dumbledore nodded and motioned for him to sit in an empty seat on the right.  Mad-Eye sat down, shook his head, and shook his long gray hair away from his face, then pulled a plate of sausages, raised it to his incomplete nose and smelled it.  He took a knife from his pocket, poked the end of a sausage in, and ate it.  His normal eye was staring at the sausage, but the blue eye was still moving around in the eye socket all the time, looking at the auditorium and the students. For a moment, his eyes looked at Sauron, although  He moved away quickly, but Sauron was still clearly aware of the change in the expression on Mad-Eye's face at that moment.  "Please allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Dumbledore broke the silence happily, "Professor Moody." Normally, when a new teacher meets everyone, everyone will applaud and welcome them, but now except  Dumbledore and Hagrid, not a single teacher or student applauded.  Dumbledore and Hagrid clapped their hands several times, and found that the applause seemed lonely in the silent auditorium, so they put down their hands knowingly.  The others seemed stunned by Moody's strange appearance and just stared at him intently.  But Mad-Eye seemed indifferent to everyone's cold reaction.  Ignoring the large pitcher of pumpkin juice in front of him, he reached into his traveling cloak, pulled out a curved wine bottle, and took a swig.  When he raised his arms to drink, his cloak that was dragging on the ground was pulled up a few inches, revealing several inches of wooden carved prosthetic legs, with a claw-shaped foot underneath.  At this time, Dumbledore cleared his throat, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet hall.  "As I just said," he said with a smile as he looked at the many students in front of him - the students were still staring blankly at Mad-Eye Moody, "in the next few months, we will be very honored to  Hosting a wonderful event that has not been held for over a century, I am delighted to announce that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year. "You're kidding!"  Fred Weasley said loudly at Findo's table.  The tense atmosphere that had enveloped the auditorium since Moody entered was suddenly broken.  Almost everyone laughed out loud, and Bullido also laughed softly in appreciation.  "I'm not joking, Mr. Weasley," he said, "but since you mentioned joking, I heard a very funny joke about a troll, a hag, and a leprechaun.  Entering the same tavern" Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.  "Oh - it's probably not appropriate to say this now not appropriate" Dumbledore said, "Where did I just say it? Ah, by the way, the Triwizard Tournament some of you don't know yet  What is going on in this competition, so II hope those who know the situation will forgive me for explaining a little here, and I will allow their minds to wander for a while.  " "The Triwizard Tournament was founded about seven hundred years ago. It is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe.  The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.  Each school selects a warrior, and then the three warriors compete in three magic projects.  The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting it. Everyone agrees that this is an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to establish friendships - but later, too many people died, and the Triwizard Tournament  It was interrupted.  " At this point, Dumbledore paused slightly, and his calm eyes swept across the hall. " Over the centuries, people have tried several times to resume the competition," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them was successful.  However, our Department of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic believe that the time is ripe for another try.  We have done a lot of work this summer to ensure that no warrior's life is in danger.  " "In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors, and the ceremony to select the warriors will be held on Halloween.  An impartial referee will decide which students are most qualified to compete for the Triwizard Cup, win honor for their school, and receive a thousand Galleons as an individual.  ¡± For a time, there was a burst of excited discussion in the hall. It was obvious that Dumbledore¡¯s words aroused the enthusiasm of the students. In front of the table in each college, you could see someone either watching Dumbledore fanatically or excitedly.  They were whispering to their neighbors. But Dumbledore spoke again, and the auditorium became quiet again. "I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts," he said, "but the participating schools and  The Ministry of Magic has agreed to set an age limit for this year's contenders.  Only students who are seventeen years old¡ªthat is, seventeen years and older¡ªare allowed to register for consideration.  We feel," - Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, because some people protested angrily after hearing his words, "this measure is necessary, because the events of the Tournament are still very difficult and dangerous.  No matter how many precautions we take, it is simply impossible to deal with students below grade 6 or 7.  I will personally ensure that no student underage deceives our impartial judges into becoming a Hogwarts Champion.  He glanced across the hall again, his blue eyes flashing meaningfully, "Therefore, if you are under seventeen, I beg you not to waste your time in applying."  ¡± ¡°Delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and will spend most of the academic year with us.  I know that you will be warm and friendly to our foreign guests during their stay here, and that you will support wholeheartedly the Champion of Hogwarts once he or she is chosen.  Okay, it's getting late now, and it's very important for you to walk into class tomorrow morning refreshed and clear-headed.  Go to bed!  hurry up!  " Dumbledore sat down and turned to talk to Mad-Eye Moody. There was a rattling and ping-ping sound in the dining room. The students stood up one after another and rushed to the two opposite doors and entered the foyer. " Sauron  He also walked towards the door, Isabella followed him. Before walking out of the door, Sauron looked back at the direction of the teacher's chair. Dumbledore, Mad-Eye and several other professors were talking about something.  . A faint sneer appeared on Soran's lips, and he turned and walked into the darkness of the entrance hall.
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