The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

He immediately pulled out his notebook and jotted down the inspiration that struck him in an instant.

Roger muttered with some dissatisfaction, "Hey, we're all fighting for you, but you're not worried at all."

“There’s no use in being anxious.” Scott smiled and closed his notebook. “Let’s hear what Dumbledore has to say.”

"The warriors who represent the three magic schools in the Triwizard Tournament must be at least seventeen years old. This is a rule jointly established by officials from the magic ministries of several countries."

Dumbledore explained loudly to everyone.

Eddie muttered, "Hopefully there's a 'but' after this..."

"but……"

Dumbledore certainly did not disappoint.

The moment the word "but" was uttered, everyone perked up their ears.

“The Hogwarts student representatives we select are not limited to the age specified by the rules.”

He said with a smile.

"In addition to the necessary warrior candidates, we will also select some students of other ages to go to Beauxbatons as representatives to exchange ideas with students from the other two magic schools."

He clapped his hands.

"How exactly will the selection process work? Hogwarts will ultimately select twenty-five students to travel to Beauxbatons for this grand event, and all you have to do is gain the approval of the professors."

He quickly explained the specific method for obtaining a spot.

"You must obtain recommendation letters from at least five professors and then hand them to Professor McGonagall. The first twenty-five students to receive these recommendations will be members of the Hogwarts delegation for this Triwizard Tournament!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the students stared intently at the professors in the faculty seats.

Especially among older students, many are already getting restless.

As for the lower grades, they clearly knew they had almost no chance compared to the upper grades, and they all began to lament.

"Oh, five professors' recommendation letters!" Eddie clenched his fist excitedly. "It seems like Scott will definitely be fine, and I might even have a chance to visit Beauxbatons!"

"Quiet!"

Professor McGonagall tapped the glass again.

"This concerns the honor of Hogwarts, so we will be very strict in our selection process." She swept her stern gaze across the students. "We will consider not only your knowledge and character, but also your manners."

Upon hearing her words, many students sat up straight and showed a "reserved" smile.

Of course, some students gave them a "you're kidding" look.

At this point, Professor Flitwick spoke up, “No need to rush, children, we have quite a long time to observe you.”

Professor Sprout said, "We have already agreed that we will not sign any recommendation letters before October."

Professor Slughorn laughed and said, "Only the best students in our eyes will be honored to represent Hogwarts!"

"Alright!" Dumbledore clapped his hands again. "I've said everything that needed to be said. Now, please enjoy your dinner!"

The empty long table was suddenly filled with countless tempting dishes. Everyone was starving, and they didn't care about anything else, so they began to wolf down their food.

Of course, some people remembered Professor McGonagall's words and deliberately displayed their good table manners, creating a stark contrast with the "starving ghosts" around them.

Scott didn't try to show off anything; he ate as naturally as usual, just a little faster.

Roger and Milton were similar to him.

"Oh, you guys are so cunning!"

Eddie belatedly wiped his greasy mouth with a napkin, put down the large chicken leg in his hand, and picked up his knife and fork.

He looked around a few times, then said to Scott and the others, "I think Fred and George must have given up."

Scott looked up and saw that Fred and George not only didn't restrain themselves, but were intensifying their behavior, eating and drinking like two bandits.

Ginny, sitting next to the two, kept giving them disapproving looks.

After meeting Scott's gaze, the two winked at him and then ran over carrying their large chicken legs.

"You've already given up?" Scott asked, amused.

“That’s right.” Fred nodded while gnawing on a chicken leg. “You know, nothing can turn us into obedient, well-behaved children.”

George's expression was even more exaggerated: "We thought about it, and even if we were to pretend, we couldn't last two months. That would definitely kill us!"

“But we won’t miss the Triwizard Tournament, will we?” Fred winked at Scott.

"It's up to you, brother."

George reached out his greasy hand and patted Scott on the shoulder, but Scott quickly dodged away.

“Oh, I see,” he said. “If I’m selected for the student delegation, you can broadcast it live from Hogwarts.”

"very good!"

"We'll get it done!"

Fred and George gave each other a high five and then hurried away.

Immediately afterwards, Eddie's voice of regret rang out.

"Oh, I was just thinking... Damn it, they beat us to it!"

A few days ago, Scott's roommates also saw the remote live streaming tool he invented and received a "magic phone" as a gift from him.

“Aren’t you trying to get a spot on the student delegation?” Milton asked Eddie.

Eddie stared at him for a few seconds before finally admitting, "Oh, that was just bragging."

After dinner, Eddie, who had become the fifth-year prefect, and his partner went to greet the new students, while Scott and the other two went back to the common room to fill out course application forms.

As sixth-grade students, they are about to face an education that is completely different from the previous five years.

The professors called it an advanced class.

The so-called advanced classes have entry requirements; each professor has their own standards for admitting students.

Scott and his classmates first had to choose the subjects they wanted to take, and then the professors would select the best students based on their past grades.

Although Scott has earned 10 certificates in the OWLs exams, he does not plan to continue taking advanced courses for all 10 subjects.

"I want to spend more time focusing on the subjects I'm better at."

Scott said to Roger and Milton.

"I plan to select Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Ancient Runes, and Divination, and give up History of Magic, Astronomy, and Protecting Magical Creatures... Hmm, Herbalism too."

Anyway, his requirement for his potion-making skills was just to be able to make potions according to existing recipes. He never thought about innovation, so it didn't matter if he gave up the course of herbalism.

Roger and Milton also made their choices after careful consideration.

Roger chose Transfiguration, Spells, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, and Protecting Magical Creatures.

Milton chose spells, potions, defense against the dark magic, herbs, and the history of magic.

The next day, all three of their course selections were approved by the professors.

At the start of the new semester, the atmosphere within Hogwarts changed due to the Triwizard Tournament.

There are far fewer mischievous students now, but far more eager to show off in front of professors and to play the role of sophisticated individuals.

After a period of time, everyone gradually got used to the courses taught by the two new professors.

Unlike the plot in the "original book", the Professor Moody who is in charge of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts is the real Moody, and his teaching style is of course different from the "Moody" that Barty Crouch Jr. is impersonating.

He wouldn't display the three unforgivable cruelties as blatantly as Barty Crouch Jr., but he had extensive Auror experience and could impart a lot of useful and practical knowledge to his students based on his own experiences.

In particular, the dueling practice classes that accompanied the Defense Against the Dark Arts course greatly benefited Scott.

Although he used a cane and had a limp, Professor Moody's dueling skills were undoubtedly superior to Sirius Black and Lupin.

Even though Moody may not have mastered as many spells as Professor Flitwick, his fighting style is far more ruthless.

A duel is ultimately different from a life-or-death struggle.

In response, Professor Flitwick told Scott, "I have no shortage of experience in life-or-death struggles, but that experience is nothing compared to Alastor's."

Of course, Professor Moody also has the problem of being overly vigilant and always nervously suspicious of everything around him.

The descendants of Death Eaters, in particular, suffered greatly from his constant surveillance.

Oh, because of the two incidents during the summer vacation, Scott was also on his list of suspects.

But Scott didn't show any unusual reaction. Instead, he attended class very seriously, just like any good student, and learned knowledge and experience from him.

After some time, he felt that Moody's suspicions about him seemed to have faded a lot.

But he did not let his guard down.

Or rather, he never intended to do anything clandestine at Hogwarts.

Therefore, he has always believed that he and Professor Moody got along quite well.

Of course, it could also be one-sided.

Professor Slughorn is completely different from Professor Moody; the old professor was more popular than Moody from the moment he appeared.

Moreover, he was undoubtedly much easier to get along with than his predecessor Snape, and even Milton no longer made mistakes due to nervousness in Potions class.

Even many students who hated Potions because they disliked Snape came to like the class again because of it.

The most typical example is Harry.

Scott even saw him and Hermione discussing Potions class on several occasions, which would have been absolutely impossible before.

Although Professor Slughorn, as Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin, is generally popular, the old man also has his flaws—

His habit of idolizing celebrities and cultivating relationships with geniuses is probably ingrained in his very being.

Although he always noticed and discovered students with outstanding talents and gave them preferential treatment.

But as a professor, he was more accustomed to ignoring mediocre students and even forgetting their names.

Everything was quite obvious: Professor Slughorn was very welcoming to Scott, had many friendly conversations with him, and even warmly invited Scott to visit his office.

Correspondingly, Professor Slughorn mispronounced the name of Scott's friend Milton several times.

However, when he realized that Milton's father was Mr. Grevis, who was vying for the position of Minister of Magic, he immediately remembered Milton's name and became enthusiastic towards him.

This made Milton very embarrassed.