Chapter 353 Wild Moody, Warrior Selection
Being with Tomoyo is undoubtedly a pleasure.
The girl is very polite, well-educated, and gentle as water, but she is not a rigid young lady. She also has some emotions like girls, and is even more curious, and will ask many strange questions.
All in all, Wayne felt relaxed physically and mentally, spoke much more casually, and felt that time passed quickly.
Before the two of them finished their meal, the afternoon classes were about to begin.
Before leaving the small world of the suitcase, Wayne suddenly thought of a question.
"Tomoyo, I remember that your birthday is also in September, just a few days apart from Hermione and Qiu. After all, you must have just turned sixteen, right?"
Wayne did a simple calculation and got the girl's age.
Because his birthday is after September, Tomoyo will attend classes with the fourth graders and is forced to separate from Sakura.
"Well, that's right." The eldest lady nodded, "What's wrong?"
"Sakura is older than you, she is April...so you two are both sixteen years old, but the requirement for this competition is that you are over seventeen years old. Can you sign up?"
Wayne asked doubtfully. He had remembered this before when the age limit was set, but he never asked about it. He only remembered it today.
"So you were worried about this." Tomoyo smiled: "The age problem has been solved."
"Solved?" Wayne was even more confused: "Is your magic house also planning to cheat?"
"Yeah?" Now it was Tomoyo's turn to be confused.
"Nothing." Wayne blinked: "Tell me, how are you and Sakura going to cheat?"
"No need to cheat." Tomoyo didn't ask any questions and shook his head: "Principal Koga has already communicated with other principals. Due to the special nature of the magic institute, the students in golden robes have already met the graduation standards, so there is no need to worry about strength or safety. "
"So as long as you are a gold-robed student, you can sign up directly. Sakura and I have met the conditions."
"So that's it." Wayne was a little disappointed. He was still counting on the high technology that magic could bring out, but his feelings had gone through the back door.
Seeing the young man suddenly acting like a deflated rubber ball, Chise narrowed his eyes unconsciously.
Wayne is really interesting, just as fun as Sakura.
The two came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Hermione knew that they were going to turn on the stove, so she didn't say anything and pulled Tomoyo to sit next to her.
As for Wayne, the two little girls got together, so naturally they had nothing to do with him and were driven to Toby's side.
Soon, Moody walked in.
Seeing the packed class, even he paid a little more attention to sex.
With so many students from other countries coming to attend classes, if the teaching is not good and the news is brought back to the students’ own country, where will he put his old face?
For this reason, Moody has already carefully prepared to give these students a showdown in this first lesson!
Hiss!
Damn it!
The essence of Chinese culture blurted out uncontrollably, followed by the screams of the girls.
Moody actually tore half of his clothes to pieces, exposing his chest full of scars and rotten flesh.
Wayne looked at him dumbfounded, this is...crazier than Barty Jr.!
Acting like a gangster in the first big class?
"Don't cover your eyes, look at me!" Moody shouted loudly, calming the students in the class, but the girls still lowered their heads and covered their faces.
One more look and it will explode!
"I say it again, everyone, look at me!" Moody yelled: "If you don't look over within five seconds, then leave the classroom and never come to my class again!"
Under the threat of being kicked out of the classroom, the girls finally reluctantly opened their eyes and looked at Moody in fear.
"Here!" He pointed to a big hole on his left chest: "This was left by a dark wizard who attacked me fifteen years ago. The flesh-eating curse decomposes all the flesh and blood on your body, leaving only the internal organs. The next skeleton.”
"I finished the fight in one minute, but the scars are still there.
The class fell completely silent. The students covered their mouths and their hearts were shaken.
"Here!" Moody pointed to a hideous scar again: "If the dagger stained with poison were deeper, it would have pierced my heart, and I would definitely die on the spot."
"And this, the ghost curse, a very vicious poisonous mist spell, corroded my skin. The skin you see here was transplanted from my thigh.
Moody grinned and became even more terrifying: "Anyway, the leg has fallen off, so we can use it as waste."
"The cutting curse almost cut off my arm. It was caused by a puppet. It was the lightest injury. Because there was no black magic effect, I suffered a lot less."
Moody introduced the origin of his injuries one by one, and the little wizards were completely attracted. Their minds kept fluctuating with Moody's words, and they would exclaim from time to time. When they heard about danger, they couldn't help but sweat for him.
At the same time, I marveled at Moody's tenacity.
Just one or two of these injuries could kill a wizard, but the other party had dozens of them.
"I'm not saying this to make you think how great I am." Seeing the admiration in many people's eyes, Moody said in a deep voice: "I just want to tell you one thing...fighting the dark wizard, It’s definitely not as simple as the duel games you’ve played before.”
"Can anyone figure out what causes these injuries on my body?"
A Beauxbatons girl raised her hand high, and Moody called her up.
"Sir, it's black magic. The black wizard used black magic to make the wound unable to be healed."
Her English is not very proficient and she speaks very poorly.
After hearing this, Moody shook his head in disappointment: "Even if it wasn't black magic, their spell would still hit me, but you can't see so many scars today.
At this moment, Hermione also raised her hand.
"It's a sneak attack! Those dark wizards all used sneak attacks!"
"That's right." Moody asked Hermione to sit down with appreciation, and the class finally got to the point.
"This is the most terrifying thing about dark wizards and Death Eaters. They use any means and have no bottom line. As long as they can win and kill you, they never care what method they use.
"Why were Death Eaters so embarrassing to talk about back then?"
Moody's intact eye glanced at the students who dared not breathe, and said in a deep voice:
"They will use the Imperius Curse unscrupulously. You can't trust anyone around you, even your wife or husband who is sleeping with you, because you don't know if they will pull out their wand and do it to you while you are sleeping. Use a killing curse."
Thinking of this scene, many people's faces turned pale.
"I will teach you how to identify plots, crack traps, predict sneak attack methods, and make the enemy's plots invisible..."
There is no doubt that Moody's class was very successful. He gave a whole lecture with his half-naked body, and almost no students were distracted. They all listened attentively.
People who have experienced war have a special charm that makes people believe his words unconsciously and remember them firmly.
After class, everyone was still unsatisfied.
Due to time constraints, Moody only talked about a few common ambush traps and hiding methods. The more exciting ones will have to wait until the next few classes to talk about them.
One of Kostoris's students couldn't help but said: "Before I came here, I heard that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts was cursed. I really can't believe the rumors. Professor Moody is really talented."
One of his classmates also nodded repeatedly, "Who says otherwise? This level is no worse than Professor Corvinos."
The two communicated in Russian, so other students didn't understand, but Wayne glanced at them subconsciously.
Corvinos...the name doesn't sound like a bear at all.
In the next few days, all the professors at Hogwarts showed a level of excellence that was beyond their previous level. Every class was carefully planned, and students like Seamus were strictly guarded against, not giving them the chance to form groups.
This has also won unanimous praise from the students of the six schools. They feel that the teaching level of Hogwarts is indeed excellent and the teachers are also very powerful.
Even Snape has won a lot of praise, and most of the people who praised him were students from the magic institute.
They felt that they were so lucky to have such a stern teacher. The more they were scolded, the more excited they became, which made other people look at the students of the magic school strangely.
This period of time is also the stage when various schools spy on each other's intelligence.
Understand each school's popular warrior candidates, the magic and subjects they are good at, and then tell the senior students in your school.
In the end, everyone discovered a surprising fact - the people most likely to become warriors in the Magic House, Ilvermorny, and Beauxbatons are actually girls who often appear in Weiwei.
Everyone can't help but lament the prosperity of Lawrence University and the decline of several other schools.
Are there no men in your school? Such a dangerous competition can actually make girls the most popular candidates.
Especially Sakura and Tomoyo, their cute appearance and young age always make people wonder if they are smoke bombs released by magic.
The most confusing thing is Wagadu. Their students are very mysterious, their transfiguration skills are terrible, but their courses on Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms are terrible.
Professor McGonagall even suggested that Wagadu students could move down two levels to attend classes, so that fifth grade students could study in third grade. However, in the end, this proposal was abandoned because it was suspected of being insulting.
As the end of the month approaches and the selection day approaches, everyone's minds have become impetuous, and the professors have to give double the homework to help the little wizards calm down.
In the magic class, Lavender Brown still couldn't hold back and asked what the criteria for selecting warriors were.
Until now, the other professors have not revealed any information, and it has become their instinct to tell the truth.
Only Professor Flitwick has a good temper and is the most popular among students, so everyone dares to ask questions in class.
But today the good old man also became the Riddler, looked at everyone with a smile, and said in a high-pitched voice:
"If you know everything in advance, there will be no surprises. Wouldn't it be great now? Why not wait until the day when it officially starts with anticipation?"
Everyone complained in their hearts.
You know, of course you can say whatever you want, but we are still itching.
".||Okay." Flitwick stood on the book and pressed his hands down, "You will know everything tomorrow night. Now that we are back in class, you must master flying to HO as soon as possible.
Finally, the time finally came to the night of the 29th.
Everyone had been looking forward to nightfall since the morning. When the last class was over, they quickly rushed to the auditorium. Soon the place was full of people, waiting for Dumbledore to announce the process of selecting warriors after dinner.
While Wayne was eating, he frequently looked at the empty seats at the guest of honor table.
That position belonged to Snape. When he was in class this afternoon, he felt that there was a strange and uncoordinated feeling on Snape's body, and his expression was also very solemn.
He estimated that Snape had already started trying to fuse bloodlines, otherwise he wouldn't have even done such a big thing.
Love will be absent.
If it really succeeds... I don't know what changes Yeqi's bloodline will bring to him.
A flash of expectation flashed in Wayne's eyes. He hoped that Snape could succeed and make the world more interesting.
But if I fail...
Well, I will visit his grave every year, at least I won't let Snape's grave be taller than mine.
Twenty minutes later, the plates were clean again, and many people even clapped happily, looking at Dumbledore expectantly.
"Bang!"
At this time, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and two people walked in side by side.
"Finally caught up, we shouldn't have missed this exciting moment, right? Dumbledore!"
Ludo Bagman smiled the most heartily and strode towards the guest of honor seat, while Crouch still had a stern face, as if someone owed him thousands of Galleons.
"It couldn't be more punctual." Dumbledore stood up and hugged the enthusiastic Bagman, then waved his wand, and two more chairs appeared on the long table.
His voice echoed in the hall.
"Please allow me to introduce Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the International Magical Cooperation Department [Mr. Bagge of South Africa, Director of the Kawakage Body Department,
"The two and their departments have made great efforts for this meeting. Let's applaud them!"
Clap!
Everyone clapped their hands vigorously. Fontana, Koga, Zaka, Indelina, the four principals (de Zhao Chang) bowed slightly to Crouch.
They knew that Crouch had made a lot of efforts to participate in the Holy Grail War this time, and they all had a good impression of him.
Crouch also responded politely.
The applause gradually died down, and Dumbledore calmly stretched out his hand. Between the main guest seat and the long table, a high platform suddenly rose, and the golden concubine forest appeared out of thin air.
He took out his wand, and a golden silk thread shot towards the Holy Grail, which suddenly burst into a brilliant light.
At the same time, a hexagram circular magic circle lit up on the ground, and the students looked at this scene in amazement.
"At this moment, the Holy Grail War has begun."
"And the Holy Grail itself is responsible for selecting warriors."
Dumbledore said calmly, he took back his wand, but the magic circle still existed.
"Those who aspire to become warriors can stand within the range of the magic circle, connect their own magic power with the Holy Grail like I just did, and when the light on the Holy Grail flashes once, it will be considered as a successful registration.
His eyes suddenly became sharp: "Before that, I must remind you again that even if you meet the registration requirements, you will still encounter huge risks during the competition. Please think twice before you act. '"
"Because once you are selected, you will sign a contract with the Holy Grail and must complete the competition, otherwise you will face great terror."
"Oh yes, you still need this. After speaking, he turned the wand back to the room, and a circle of light blue circles enveloped the magic circle.
"This age line will block those students who are not old enough, and the golden robe students of the magic institute are not within this limit."
"This is unfair." George muttered dissatisfiedly, but his voice was very small, and only a few people around him could hear it.
He didn't dare to speak loudly, because Professor McGonagall has been staring at this side.
"Next, please ask the headmasters and impartial directors to check the age line and the situation of the Holy Grail."
After saying that, Dumbledore sat down.
Please, Xiaoyue.