Chapter 145 Mad-Eye Moody and the Club

Chapter 145 Mad-Eye Moody and the Club

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

When Dumbledore announced the news, almost all the Quidditch players and students who loved the sport had their mouths wide open and their eyes wide open. They couldn't believe it was true.

"We have a large-scale event to be held this year, which will start in October and last throughout the semester, which takes up a lot of teachers' time and energy." Dumbledore seemed to be satisfied with the students' reaction, and then said, "I am very happy Let me tell you that this year, an event that has not been held in more than a century will be held at Hogwarts, the Triwizard Tournament!"

"Really!"

"incredible!"

"Are you kidding me?"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the young wizards began to discuss loudly. They talked all over the place and the whole auditorium was noisy.Dumbledore looked at the students below with a smile, seemingly satisfied with their reactions.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the door of the auditorium was pushed open hard, and everyone's attention was focused on the person who appeared at the door.He was holding a long cane and wearing a black cloak, and walked straight towards Dumbledore step by step.

His face was covered with scars, and half of his nose seemed to be missing. One of his eyes was normal, but the other was obviously much bigger, and it moved around dishonestly.

After shaking hands with Dumbledore and whispering a few words, he walked to the empty seat on the professor's chair and sat down.He carefully picked up the food in front of him and smelled it, took out a knife from his pocket, took a small bite, then took off the small wine bottle on his waist, unscrewed it and took a sip.

During this period, the blue eye was still moving up and down, left and right, constantly scanning the group of stunned students below.

"This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Moody." Dumbledore broke the silence and took the lead in applauding. Unfortunately, except for Hagrid, there was no more applause.

"Ahem..." After coughing twice, Dumbledore went on to introduce the history, registration and competition procedures of the Triwizard Tournament, and emphasized, "Only students over 17 years old are allowed to register. This is a matter between participating schools and magic." The age limit unanimously recognized by the ministry.”

"What a pity, if there wasn't this restriction..." Stewart turned to look at Ike, as did Terry beside him.

"What do you want to say?" Ike was helpless.

"I didn't want to say anything, I just felt it was a pity." Stewart chuckled and turned around.

Ike also smiled, shook his head, and returned his attention to the lemon tea in front of him. He always felt that tonight's lemon tea was particularly delicious.

"...Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed! This way you can walk into class with a clear mind and energy tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, Dumbledore sat down and chatted with Mad-Eye Moody beside him. The students also stood up and walked out of the auditorium.

Ike and Hermione walked naturally to the second floor. Professor McGonagall had told them early that they should wait for her in her office after the dinner.

After waiting at the door for a while, Professor McGonagall came back.Invite the two people in, take out the very familiar box, and hand the two time turners to them.

"You all know the rules, so I won't repeat them again." Professor McGonagall said, "But you must be extra careful this year. Due to the Triwizard Tournament, there will be no more Hogwarts students in the castle from October. Students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will also be studying with us.”

"You must have noticed that this year's course schedule is very tight, and everything will focus on the Triwizard Tournament."

"So, be careful."

"We got it, Professor McGonagall." Ike put away the time turner and agreed happily.

"Knowing is not enough, Mr. Strider." Professor McGonagall stared at Ike seriously and said.

Ike scratched his head unnaturally and nodded again.

"There's one more thing I think you need to know." Professor McGonagall said, "Beauxbatons and Durmstrang have borrowed some abandoned classrooms on the fifth floor, and they have some of their own 'unique' courses that they need to use. "

"If...I mean if, you have 'leisure' time, you can go and listen. They will not refuse."

"Of course, there may also be students from both schools in Hogwarts classes, so..."

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall." Hermione nodded.

"We understand." Ike echoed.

"I actually don't agree with the holding of the Triwizard Tournament, but this matter is promoted by the Ministry of Magic, and Dumbledore also agrees." Professor McGonagall sighed, "Don't take it lightly."

Ike and Hermione agreed again, and Professor McGonagall let them go.But before he reached the door, he was stopped: "There is one more thing..."

"You must have heard that there are various clubs in Hogwarts, all organized by professors."

"I have organized a Transfiguration Club, and now I want to invite you two to join it."

"We do!"

Professor McGonagall smiled with satisfaction, took out two pieces of paper and handed them to the two of them.

"The time and place of each club meeting will appear on it, so don't lose it." After both of them had put it away, they continued, "You still need to go to Professor Flitwick later. He also has A little surprise for you..."

"Also, Mr. Strider, you still need to go find Professor Snape."

"Charms Club and Potions Club?" Ike asked, but Professor McGonagall didn't answer. He just smiled and kicked them out.

After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, the two of them walked to Professor Flitwick's office.As expected, the result was indeed an invitation from the Curse Club.There was no possibility for the two of them to refuse, so they simply agreed.

This time, the two were about to separate, and Ike still had to walk a long way to the basement to find Professor Snape, but he still sent Hermione to the door of the Gryffindor lounge.

"Why did you get invited to the Potions Club?" Next to the portrait of the Fat Lady, Hermione asked under the sudden desire to win.

"It could be something else," Ike replied with a smile.

"What else could it be!" Hermione stretched out her sinful little hand again, and only let go after Ike showed an expression of begging for mercy.

"Well, you have to be careful, Snape..."

"It's okay, I go to him often." Ike said, messing up Hermione's hair as if to play a prank, and ran away before she could react.

Hermione was left standing there helpless and furious, stamping her feet in anger.

Ike slipped away too fast and disappeared at the end of the corridor.