I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John stopped clapping and the applause stopped.

He knew Moody, or to be more precise, he had met him.

Moody has bought many spyglasses at Johnny Silverhand's store, and he feels that someone is always trying to harm him.

John felt that he had taken the endoscope apart after he bought it.

Tang Mi highly respects Moody because he has witnessed the iron-bloodedness of the legendary Auror.

So, this is why Tangmi will give a huge discount.

This legendary Auror provided almost half of the prisoners in Azkaban. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a living legend among Aurors.

Unfortunately, legends are destined to be lonely. With too much blood of Death Eaters on his hands, Moody suffers from something similar to post-traumatic stress disorder and distrusts those around him.

Dumbledore seemed oblivious to the students' discomfort and cleared his throat.

"Like I was saying," he smiled at the many students in front of him.

“Over the coming months we will be honoured to host a truly fantastic event that has not been held for over a century.”

After a pause, Dumbledore announced: "I am very pleased to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year."

The Triwizard Tournament!

"You've got to be kidding me!" Fred shouted.

His eyes were shining and he bumped fists with George beside him, seeming ready to join in.

The discussion among students became even more heated.

During the journey, Dumbledore wanted to tell a joke but was interrupted by Professor McGonagall with an unhappy look on his face.

I have to give some general information to those who don’t know about the Triwizard Tournament.

To put it simply, warriors from three schools competed together, but because too many people died in the past, the competition was suspended.

This year, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Games and Sports felt the time was right, so they opened it.

In October, the headmasters of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will arrive with their carefully selected competitors.

The ceremony to select the warriors will be held on Halloween Eve, and most importantly, there will be a prize of 5,000 Galleons.

This amount of money made the Weasley children's eyes widen, and the twins were eager to try.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore poured cold water on them.

Because the Warriors need to be at least 17 years old, the twins were so angry that they led the commotion. They will not be 17 until next April.

This also means that students below grade 6 have no hope of participating.

Ron and Harry were a little disappointed; they had wanted to participate.

Hermione was there silently protesting against the slave elves of Hogwarts, and she learned that there were actually a hundred house-elves working for free at Hogwarts.

The students were still discussing the matter even after the dinner.

Before leaving, John looked back at Moody, his evil eye flickering around.

There was also a lot of discussion in the Slytherin common room.

But the direction of their discussion was a little off.

"They must be afraid of John. After all, everyone knows that John is the best."

"Yes, John can defeat them all by himself."

"Maybe this is Dumbledore's conspiracy. We all know that he particularly favors the Gryffindor group."

"I will ask my father to file a complaint against him. He is not worthy of being a principal!"

"..."

The Slytherin snakes were very dissatisfied and they thought it was Dumbledore's conspiracy.

After all, with John's strength, there is no suspense at all.

Not to mention them, even Malfoy was indignant and said: "He only knows how to favor Harry Potter and Gryffindor, John, he is targeting you."

"That was the Ministry's decision. Essentially, they were afraid of the death of younger students." John said without looking up as he flipped through a book.

...

the next day.

Today is the first day of fourth grade.

Slytherin and Gryffindor only have one class together in the morning.

In Care of Magical Creatures, the newly born blasting-tailed skrewts are extremely visually impactful.

They looked like large lobsters without their shells, grayish white and slimy, and looked very scary.

John was no longer surprised by this, as he had come into contact with this thing so many times.

Not everyone has John's mental qualities.

If Malfoy hadn't been with John for so long, he would have probably cursed at this moment.

Their mission is to raise these blast-tailed skrewts.

Malfoy's face was full of rejection, and he said: "Why should we raise them?"

"Huh?" Hagrid was stunned.

Malfoy continued: "I mean, what can they do? What are they good for?"

This involves Hagrid's blind spot, he is only concerned with nurturing.

So he turned his gaze to John, who received his gaze and said, "The hard shell of an adult blast-tailed skrewt is a very good alchemical material. Its tail can be used to prepare strong gunpowder."

Malfoy had nothing to say, after all, the boss had spoken.

After thinking for a while, John added: "When raising them, you need to be careful. The tail of the blast-tailed skrewt will explode. A young blast-tailed skrewt may damage your skin, and an adult one can even blow off your arms."

Hagrid clapped happily and John also got extra points.

But the other students were not happy. After all, they might get blown up, and no one would like that.

In the afternoon, John went to the divination class alone.

Trelawney received him warmly, as if he were not a student but a friend.

"Dear, have you seen the changes in the stars?"

"I thought I saw a poor fat fellow fall down."

John almost laughed out loud as he looked at the astrological display.

It is hard to tell who is more unlucky between Goyle and Crabbe.

Harry was caught daydreaming in class, and Ron laughed out loud as he listened to Trelawney's well-reasoned and random analysis.

She said Harry was born in winter, and Trelawney seemed to have forgotten that she had predicted that the savior would be born at the end of July.

After class, Malfoy immediately brought the Daily Prophet to find his rival (?), and arrogantly laughed at Ron who was beside Harry.

John took a look and saw that it was Rita Skeeter who was behind it.

Because all the credit for that World Cup event went to old Batistuta, as a qualified reporter, she knew that a contrast was needed to show the brilliance of human nature.

So they found out that a female wizard official was missing. Unfortunately, Mr. Weasley had gone to great lengths to deal with Moody's farce yesterday.

"There's another photo, Weasley!" Malfoy took out the interview photo and laughed loudly.

To be honest, the Burrow would be considered an illegal building in any country, and only wizards could control it.

Of course, Malfoy didn't say anything bad. After all, Percy also lived there. He looked at the Weasleys carefully and blurted out: "Is this your mother? She looks..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue when Harry yelled, "Get out of here, Malfoy!"

Malfoy was stunned, he hadn't said anything yet.

Harry comforted Ron, who was shaking with anger, and told him to calm down.

"By the way, Potter, you lived with them this summer, right?" Malfoy said sarcastically, jealous (?): "Did his mother make your bed and cook delicious meals for you?"

He swore that this was just a simple description, but Harry obviously misunderstood.

"And your mum, Malfoy?" Harry retorted, remembering what he had seen of Mrs. Malfoy. "Look at that look on her face, as if she had dung under her nose. Is she always like that, or is it because she's with you?"

Malfoy became angry when he heard that Harry dared to talk about his mother.

Hermione pulled Harry's clothes, and Harry realized that he had said it too loudly. He uncomfortably told Malfoy to shut up and turned away.

The moment he turned around, Malfoy made his move.

He didn't use his wand, and John, who hadn't said anything, suddenly looked cold.

"Squat down!"

Malfoy squatted down immediately after hearing that. John drew out his wand and a shadow of armor appeared in front of him to block a spell.

The spell bounced off and knocked down a suit of armor, which turned into a stoat.

Without hesitation, John cast a curse in return.

Chapter 193 Green Glaze and Prestige

The battle came too fast, so fast that people couldn't react.

Harry heard a strong wind coming from behind and was about to draw his wand when he saw John fighting with someone.

Grabbing Malfoy's middle-parted hair and throwing it back, John and Malfoy switched positions.

On the other side of the marble staircase, a figure blocked the spell, and John waved his wand twice in succession, turning the handrails on both sides into two big dogs to bite them.

The man was experienced in combat and dodged before the big dog got close. The spell shot out and collided with John's crushing spell.

The fighting stopped almost at the same time, and everyone realized what had happened.

John had a stern face and a cold look in his eyes.

"Professor Moody!" a surprised voice sounded.

It's Professor McGonagall.

She also didn't expect that something like this would happen on the first day of school.

Moody's little eyes were fixed on John from the other side of the marble staircase, his magic eye darting around.

Professor McGonagall walked over quickly, her face pale, and she asked the two people who were still confronting each other with anger: "Who can tell me what happened!"

Professor Moody realized it later. He said to Harry angrily, "Did he hurt you?"

"What?" Harry was stunned, then realized that they were talking about Malfoy, and he answered honestly: "No."

Moody nodded and walked down. One of his feet was made of wood and carved into a claw shape.

"I despise people who attack others behind their backs the most," he said in a gruff voice as he approached Malfoy. "This is the most filthy, despicable and cowardly behavior!"

Malfoy's face darkened, and he said with anger: "Then let's see if Harry Potter dares to duel with me!"

Sneak attack?

"You kid..." Moody's face almost reached Malfoy's face when he heard this.

John frowned and said coldly, "Then you are not attacking by surprise, Professor."

Moody then turned to look at John. He stared at John's wand and then at John's cold face.

John narrowed his eyes and said, "Or do you think you are on the side of justice?"

John didn't like this Moody. Malfoy used his fists, but this guy used spells.

The two sides looked at each other, neither of them was intimidated.

The atmosphere became tense, and Professor McGonagall quickly learned what had happened from Hermione's narration.

Both parties are wrong in this matter.

But Professor Moody's use of spells on students made her even more annoyed, "Moody! We never use Transfiguration as punishment! Dumbledore must have told you that!"

She felt a little tired. This Moody was too radical.