Chapter 278 Victor who attacked and injured people

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the door of the auditorium was slammed open again.

Everyone looked over and saw a man wearing a black traveling cloak and holding a cane standing quietly in the dark.

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

It was not until then that everyone could see the appearance of the man under the light of the candles in the auditorium.

It would have been better if they hadn't seen him. After seeing him, everyone gasped, and some timid girls even covered their mouths.

The reason was that this person was too ugly.

Mike dared to swear that this was definitely the ugliest person he had ever seen. Even Voldemort, who had no nose in the original movie, was better looking than this guy in front of him.

At 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 fake eye made by alchemy.

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

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

And everyone who is scanned by this eye has a feeling of being completely seen through.

His leg must have been injured, and he walks with a limp and needs to rely on a cane for assistance.

But he walks very fast and steadily, giving people a sense of competence.

"This is your new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Now, everyone applaud to welcome him."

Dumbledore said and began to applaud.

But not many people followed him to applaud.

Most of them were stunned by Moody's terrifying appearance, and some, such as the guys with fierce faces at the Slytherin long table, were applauding out of 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 received at that time." Penelope came over and said, "This kind of hero should be rewarded, and in fact the Ministry of Magic really did so. But Moody refused all the honors granted to him by the Ministry of Magic, and instead installed a magic eye that is said to be able to see through people's hearts, and continued to hunt down dark wizards. Many people say that he has gone crazy, because even those who were found not guilty by the Ministry of Magic are on his wanted list."

After saying this, Penelope pointed to the long table of Slytherin and said:

"You see, many elders of Slytherin were killed by him or imprisoned in Azkaban, and they hate Moody to the bone."

Mike looked at Moody deeply.

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

This is testing poison!

Mike came to the conclusion instantly.

At this moment, Moody seemed to have noticed Mike's gaze. His intact blue eye was still observing the mouse's reaction, but his alchemical eye looked at Mike strangely.

Mike pretended to be calm and looked away.

"Besides that, I'm sorry to tell you that we will not hold the House Cup Quidditch this year."

Dumbledore said again.

As soon as this was said, the whole hall exploded.

Everyone reacted strongly, because Quidditch was their only large-scale entertainment program. How could they accept it if you canceled it now?

But Dumbledore hadn't finished speaking.

"Because a large-scale event will start in October and last throughout the school year, occupying a lot of teachers' time and energy. I believe many of you have already guessed that this event is the Triwizard Tournament!" Dumbledore said, "The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 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 events respectively.

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

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

Except for a few people like Mike who had already learned about the Triwizard Tournament, the young wizards in the hall looked at each other.

What Dumbledore said scared them.

"People have been trying to restore the tournament system, but none of them have succeeded." Dumbledore continued, "But now, thanks to the many efforts made by the Ministry of Magic this summer, we are confident that every warrior will not be in danger of life.

In October, the headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors to come. Before Halloween, a truly fair referee will select the most qualified warrior to participate in the Triwizard Cup, win honor for their school, and receive a prize of 1,000 gold galleons." As soon as

these words came out, many people in the audience immediately became excited and began to whisper with the people around them.

This is 1,000 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 them.

"I know you all want to win honor for Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, "but Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have always believed that an age limit should be set for this year's competitors. Only students who are fourteen years old or older are allowed to register. I think this measure is necessary, because the Triwizard Tournament is an extremely dangerous competition after all. No matter how many precautions we take, young wizards with low strength cannot cope with it at all."

Hearing this, Mike frowned.

This is different from the original book.

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

But after thinking about it, Mike was relieved.

He just turned fourteen in the summer.

In other words, this age limit is likely to be based on his age.

After all, he is the champion of the Hogwarts Dueling Tournament.

If Dumbledore really set the age limit so high as in the original book and blocked himself from the threshold of the competition.

Not to mention whether he himself was convinced or not, even other people in Hogwarts would not be convinced.

Just kidding, the strongest student in Hogwarts should be Mike, but you don't let him participate in this triwizard tournament?

Are you sure this is not a shady deal?

However, there is another disadvantage to Dumbledore's doing this.

That is Harry.

Harry is Dumbledore's favorite. Will Dumbledore really allow him to participate in such a dangerous competition?

Thinking of this, Mike took a deep look at Harry who was happily discussing something with Ron at the long table opposite.

...

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

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

After the opening dinner, Mike left a letter for them, 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.

"Let's get started without further ado."

Mike took a sip of the teacup and said.

After that, Victor came out impatiently.

In his hand, he was dragging a suitcase.

This suitcase was very ordinary, just the ordinary PC material suitcase that can be bought on the market.

But this suitcase was not ordinary.

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

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

There was also a scar on his face.

From the corner of the eye to the bridge of the nose.

The scar was very light, and it seemed that Victor should have used magic potion to treat it, but it still made Victor look more vicissitudes.

"Sizzle!"

The zipper of the suitcase was unzipped, revealing the contents of the suitcase.

In an instant, an unpleasant stench came out of it, and everyone present covered their noses, but out of curiosity, they still looked into the suitcase.

"Ah! Ah!"

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

The suitcase was filled with body parts of black magic creatures.

From werewolf teeth, water monster scalps, to vampire hearts, everything was there!

Victor stood there with pride and stared at Mike.

This was all he had gained in the past two months.

Mike didn't say anything in the face of Victor's somewhat offensive eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slowly pulling up.

At this moment, a black man suddenly came over, looked at Victor in shock, and said:

"Oh my God, so many werewolf teeth, the legendary werewolf hunter is you, right?"

Victor looked at the black man with some doubts.

"This is what two werewolves told me. They said that a terrible hunter slaughtered their entire village." The black man said in a flattering way, "I was still wondering who was so awesome, but I didn't expect it to be you, Boss Victor!"

Hearing this, Victor's body trembled violently.

He said tremblingly: "Those two werewolves, aren't they a big bearded man and a little girl?"

"Oh! You still remember them! But that big bearded man is really powerful..."

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

"Hey, then can I still let them go? Of course they are here." Xiao Hei said, reaching his hand into his collar and took out a wolf tooth necklace. This necklace looked very shabby, with nothing else on it, only four bare canine teeth, two large and two small.

The color of the big one was a little yellow, and it seemed that its original owner didn't pay much attention to the maintenance of teeth, and even had the habit of smoking.

The small one was petite and exquisite, and of excellent quality.

"Alas! I am not capable, and I have worked hard for two months to find these two werewolves, so I can only string their teeth together like this. It is still you, Boss Victor, who is really powerful. With such a big box, it seems that the first place this time will definitely be yours. You must..." Before

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

Xiao Hei was confused. He didn't understand why everyone was so polite just a second ago, but now they were suddenly punching each other.

However, Victor obviously had no intention of stopping. He stared with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression, punching Xiao Hei again and again, as if he wanted to beat him to death!

The other 10 people present were stunned, and no one went up to stop the fight.

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

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

But Victor still didn't give up, his eyes were red, like Shura, and he roared and wanted to continue beating Xiao Hei.

Unfortunately, Mike's magic power was much stronger than his, and he couldn't break free from Mike's restraints at all.

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

The roar, which originally sounded a bit scary, combined with Victor's crying, actually gave people a miserable feeling.

The rich lady who had been hiding far away saw this, and showed a look of pity in her eyes. She slowly approached Victor, as if she wanted to comfort the man in front of her but didn't dare.

Mike curled his lips. He had no interest in why Victor suddenly got angry and why he suddenly cried. He nodded to Benjamin on the side, indicating that he could come forward to demonstrate.

Seeing this, Benjamin moved his eyes away from Victor, walked closer to Mike, and began to demonstrate.

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

This is not to say that Benjamin's spoils are so high-end, but the way Benjamin handles these spoils is very stylish.

First of all, the container.

Victor, who is poor, can't afford a traceless stretching spell bag, but Benjamin is different. All the spoils of him and his teammates are placed in a traceless stretching spell bag.

Secondly, Benjamin's spoils are all cleaned very cleanly.

Take the werewolf teeth for example. The werewolf teeth that Benjamin took out are as white as jade, as if they had just been sent to the dentist for cleaning, while Victor's are bloody and disgusting.

Even Benjamin's posture and movements of taking spoils are much more graceful than Victor's.

The difference between the two is huge.

Benjamin is like a chef who carefully handles the ingredients and then serves them on your table.

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

He came out of the old forest with a sack full of bloody game, and asked you fiercely if you wanted to buy it.

The judging of the competition was over here.

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

The champion should be Benjamin or Victor.