Chapter 278 The Violent and Hurtful Victor

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the door to the auditorium was banged open again.

Everyone heard the sound and went away, and saw a man wearing a black traveling cloak and holding a cane standing quietly in the darkness.

The person took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, and began to walk towards the staff table.

It was only then that everyone could clearly see the appearance of the person coming under the light of candles in the auditorium.

It's okay if you don't look at it. Everyone gasped when they saw it, and some timid girls even covered their mouths.

There is no other reason. This person is really ugly.

Mike could swear that this was definitely the ugliest person he had ever seen. Even the noseless Lord Voldemort in the original movie was better-looking than the guy in front of him.

At the very least, Voldemort's face was still smooth, but this guy's face was densely covered with scars, and even a piece of hair on his head was missing.

But the most eye-catching thing is his eye. Strictly speaking, it should be his left eye, which is a prosthetic eye made by alchemy technology.

Although it is a prosthetic eye, no one really thinks that it is just a prosthetic limb for decoration.

Because at this moment it was moving flexibly up and down, left and right, observing everyone in the auditorium.

And everyone who was scanned by this eye felt like they were completely seen through.

His legs must have been injured as well. He limped when he walked and needed the help of a cane.

But his walking speed is very fast and his steps are steady, giving people a capable feeling.

"This is your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Now, everyone welcomes you with a round of applause."

Dumbledore said and began to applaud.

But not many people applauded with him.

Most of them were swayed by Moody's horrifying offer, and some, like the fierce-looking guys on the Slytherin table, were motivated by hatred.

"This is 'Mad Eye' Moody, a real senior Auror. From the time of Voldemort to now, this guy has captured at least hundreds of dark wizards, and most of the injuries on his body were also sustained at that time. "Penello came over and said, "This kind of hero should have been commended. In fact, the Ministry of Magic really did this. But Moody refused all the honors awarded to him by the Ministry of Magic, and instead equipped himself with a weapon that was said to be The evil eye that can see through people's hearts continues to hunt dark wizards. Many people say he has gone crazy, because even those who have been found innocent by the Ministry of Magic are on his hunting list."

After Penelo finished speaking, he pouted towards the long Slytherin table and said:

"You see, many people in Slytherin had their elders killed by him or imprisoned in Azkaban. They hate Moody to the core."

Mike gave Moody a deep look.

At this moment, Moody was cutting a steak with a silver knife and then feeding the cut beef to a mouse.

This is a poison test!

Mike came to his conclusion instantly.

At this moment, Moody seemed to be aware of Mike's gaze. The intact blue eye was still observing the mouse's reaction, but the alchemy eye looked at Mike strangely.

Mike looked back pretending to be nonchalant.

"In addition to this, I'm sorry to say that we will not be hosting the House Quidditch Cup this year."

Dumbledore said again.

As soon as these words came out, the entire auditorium exploded.

Everyone reacted very fiercely, because Quidditch can be said to be their only relatively large-scale entertainment program. If you cancel it now, you can cancel it. How can they accept it?

But Dumbledore wasn't done yet.

"Because a large-scale event will start in October and last throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy. I believe many of you here have guessed it, this event is the Triwizard Tournament!" Dumbledore said , "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 Dem Strong. Each school selected a warrior, and then the three warriors competed in three events.

The Triwizard Tournament was originally held every five years and was hosted by the three schools in turn. Everyone has always believed that this would allow young wizards from various countries to establish good friendships.

But later, due to too many deaths, the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted. "

Except for Mike and a few other people who had already learned the news about the Triwizard Tournament, all the young wizards in the auditorium looked at each other.

What Dumbledore said frightened them.

"People have been trying to reinstate the Tournament system for a long time, but they have never been successful." Dumbledore continued, "But now, thanks to the work done by the Ministry of Magic this summer, we have Confidence can ensure that every warrior will not encounter life danger.

In October, the Headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their hand-picked competitors, and before Halloween, a truly impartial referee will select the warriors most qualified to participate in the Triwizard Cup. If your school wins honors, you will also receive a bonus of one thousand gold galleons. "

As soon as this statement came out, many people in the audience immediately became excited and began to whisper to the people around them.

This is a thousand gold galleons, which is a huge sum of money for many people from poor families.

However, Dumbledore soon poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"I know you are all eager to win honors for Hogwarts." Dumbledore said, "However, Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have always believed that there should be an age limit for this year's contenders. Only those who are fourteen or older Only students over the age of 10 are allowed to register. I think this measure is very necessary, because the Triwizard Tournament is an extremely dangerous competition after all. No matter how many preventive measures we take, the low-level young wizards cannot deal with it at all. "

Hearing this, Mike frowned.

This is different from the original work.

The age limit in the original work is over seventeen years old.

But after thinking about it, Mike felt relieved.

I just celebrated my fourteenth birthday in the summer.

In other words, this age limit is likely to be considered based on your own age.

After all, he is the champion of the Hogwarts Duel Competition.

If Dumbledore really set the age limit as high as in the original work and blocked himself from the entry threshold.

Not to mention whether he is convinced or not, not even the other people at Hogwarts are convinced.

Just kidding, the strongest student in Hogwarts is probably Mike, but why the hell are you not letting him participate in the Triwizard Tournament?

Are you sure this isn't a shady story?

However, there was another drawback to Dumbledore's approach.

That's Harry.

Harry was Dumbledore's favorite. Would Dumbledore really allow him to participate in such a dangerous game?

With this in mind, Mike took a deep look at Harry who was happily discussing something with Ron on the long table opposite.

…

Late at night, in the Room of Requirement, Mike was sitting on the sofa chair where he usually sat.

Opposite him were the twelve members of the mutual aid association who participated in the hunting competition.

After the back-to-school dinner, Mike left a letter to them all, telling them to come to the Room of Requirement tonight.

In the past two months, except for a few people, they have suffered a lot, and now it is time for them to reap the rewards.

"Without further ado, let's get started."

Mike picked up the tea cup and took a sip and said.

After saying that, Victor walked out impatiently.

In his hand, he was dragging a suitcase.

This suitcase is very ordinary, it is the kind of ordinary PC suitcase that can be bought on the market.

But this suitcase is not ordinary either.

Because the surface of the suitcase was already pitted and worn out, and there was a lot of black, dried blood on it.

Victor himself also looked much more mature, and his blond hair, the same color as Mike, was now knotted randomly like weeds.

There was also a scar on his face.

From the corners of the eyes to the bridge of the nose.

The scar was very light, and it seemed that Victor had treated it with magic potion, but it still gave Victor a sense of vicissitudes of life.

"Stab it!"

The zipper of the suitcase was opened, revealing the contents inside.

Instantly, an unpleasant rotten smell came from it. Everyone present covered their noses, but out of curiosity, they still looked inside the suitcase.

"Ah! Ah!"

The rich girl who was originally in Benjamin's team screamed immediately, and the others also looked shocked.

The suitcase was filled to the brim with body parts of dark magical creatures.

From the teeth of a werewolf, the scalp of a water monster, to the heart of a vampire, we have it all!

Victor stood there staring at Mike with pride on his face.

Here is all he has gained in the past two months.

Mike, on the other hand, didn't say anything in the face of Victor's somewhat offended look, but the corners of his mouth gradually became wider.

At this moment, a black guy suddenly came over, looked at Victor with a shocked face, and said:

"God, with so many werewolf teeth, the legendary werewolf hunter couldn't be you, right?"

Victor looked at the little black man with some doubts.

"This is what two werewolves told me. They said that a terrible hunter slaughtered their entire village." Xiao Hei said flatteringly, "I was still thinking about who was so awesome, but I didn't expect It’s actually you, Boss Victor!”

Hearing this, Victor's body trembled violently.

He said tremblingly: "Those two werewolves, are they a bearded man and a little girl?"

"Hey! You still remember them! But yes, that bearded guy is awesome..."

"Where are they now?" Victor's pupils began to shrink.

"Hey, can I let them go? Of course they are here." Xiao Hei said, reaching into his collar and taking out a necklace of wolf fangs. This necklace looked very shabby, and there was nothing else on it. The thing has only four bare canine teeth, two large and two small.

The larger one is a little yellowish in color. It seems that its original owner didn't pay much attention to the maintenance of his teeth. He may even have a smoking habit.

The small one is petite and exquisite, and of high quality.

"Alas! I don't have the skills, little brother. Fortunately, I found two werewolves after two months of hard work, so I can only string their teeth together like this. Boss Victor, you are awesome. It's such a big box. It looks like this The first place is definitely yours, you must..."

Before Xiao Hei finished speaking, Victor punched him in the face with his fist, knocking him to the ground.

Xiao Hei was confused. He didn't understand why everyone was so polite just a second ago and suddenly punched each other.

However, Victor obviously had no intention of stopping. He stared with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression as he punched Xiao Hei one after another, as if he wanted to beat him to death before he could stop!

The other 10 people present were stunned, but none of them stepped forward to start a fight.

Mike sighed, took out his wand, and separated Xiao Hei and Victor with a left and right separation.

Xiao Hei was in shock and hid behind the bookshelf in fear.

But Victor still refused to give up, his eyes were red, like Shura, and he roared and wanted to continue beating the little black guy.

It's a pity that Mike's magic power is much stronger than him, and he can't break free from Mike's shackles.

Gradually, Victor's roar began to become hoarse, and tears flowed down.

The roar that originally sounded terrifying, combined with the way Victor was crying and crying, actually gave people a miserable feeling.

Seeing this, the rich lady who was hiding far away showed an unbearable look in her eyes, and slowly approached Victor, as if she wanted to comfort the man in front of her but didn't dare.

Mike curled his lips. He was not at all interested in why Victor suddenly became angry or cried suddenly. He nodded to Benjamin beside him, indicating that he could come forward to show off.

Upon seeing this, Benjamin moved his eyes away from Victor, walked up to Mike, and began to show off.

Compared with Victor, Benjamin's trophies are much more stylish.

This is not to say that Benjamin’s trophies are of high quality, but the way Benjamin handles them is very stylish.

The first is the container.

Victor, a poor guy, couldn't afford a traceless stretch bag, but Benjamin was different. He and his teammates put all their trophies in a traceless stretch bag.

Secondly, all of Benjamin’s trophies were kept very clean.

Just take the same werewolf teeth as an example. The werewolf teeth that Benjamin took out were all as white as jade, as if they had just been sent to the dentist to have their teeth cleaned, while Victor's teeth were so bloody that it made people feel sad. It's disgusting to look at.

It can even be said that even Benjamin’s gestures and movements in taking the trophies are much more graceful than Victor’s.

The difference between the two is huge.

Benjamin is like a chef, carefully preparing the ingredients and serving them to your table.

Victor, on the other hand, is more like a hunter.

He comes out of the old forest with a sack full of game, and asks you fiercely if you want to buy it.

The judging of the competition is over here.

Among these twelve people, except for Victor and Benjamin's team, the harvest of the other lone rangers was pitiful. Mike didn't even have the desire to look at them.

The champion should be Benjamin or Victor.