"Hello, Professor Slughorn." Ethan smiled at the old man and stretched out his hand, shaking Slughorn.

"Hello, Professor Ethan! I really admire your name for a long time!" Slughorn shook Ethan's hand with unexpected enthusiasm.

Slughorn was a pleasure-seeking, vain man who enjoyed hanging out with famous people, successful people, and important people, and enjoyed being able to influence them.

He never wanted to be in power himself, preferring to take a back seat - that way the world was wider and more at ease.

Obviously, Ethan's current conditions are very much in line with Slughorn's friendship principles.

Ethan is now the hottest guy at the Ministry of Magic.

Many wizards have already rumored that Ethan at this time can completely succeed Rufus Scrimgeour as the head of the Auror Office, or even the head of the Law Enforcement Department.

In a few years, when Ethan is working through some qualifications, he might even be running for Minister of Magic!

Therefore, Slughorn was quite enthusiastic about Ethan.

"I'm glad you're joining Hogwarts as a Potions teacher, Mr. Slughorn, and I read your Advanced Potions Explained and Made. It's a very good book! You are indeed a very knowledgeable person. The Master of Potions!"

Ethan said to Ethan with a bright smile on his face.

Snape, who was sitting in the distance, turned his head and heard the conversation between Ethan and Slughorn, and pouted in disgust.

But he was in a really good mood, so he didn't care what Ethan just said.

"Have you read my book? Thank you for your review! You have done a great job!" Slughorn said to Ethan flattered.

"In fact, my weak knowledge is nothing at all. It's Mr. Ethan, you are the biggest contributor to protecting the safety of everyone in the Ministry of Magic!" Slughorn also touted Ethan.

Talking to someone as sophisticated as Slughorn is actually a lot of fun, so Ethan and Slughorn just stood on the professorship at Hogwarts. The academics of the language blew up each other.

"Cough cough" In the end, Dumbledore's voice broke the endless pleasant exchange between the two.

"Professor Ethan, Professor Slughorn, the opening ceremony is about to start, I think everyone should go back to their seats." Dumbledore gave Ethan and Slughorn a suggestion in a soft tone .

At this time, Ethan and Slughorn realized that it was not appropriate for them to continue talking here.

So he hurriedly returned to his seat on the professor's chair and sat down.

Thus began the annual opening ceremony of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore stood up behind the staff table, and the din that echoed through the Great Hall died down almost immediately.

"Good evening everyone!" he said with a kind smile, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium.

"Welcome everyone! Welcome to Hogwarts again for your new school year of magic education," Dumbledore continued enthusiastically.

"Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone not to use magic in the hallway between classes and to ban any magic jokes and prank products."

"As before, I want to remind everyone that the forbidden forest on the other side of the venue is not allowed to enter by students, and the Hogsmeade village, all students under the third grade are not allowed to visit."

Dumbledore said these words once a year, so Ethan didn't have the heart to listen to them at all, and just carefully observed the pattern of the dinner fork in his hand.

The same is true for those senior students, who have been listening to the same words for several years, and they are also staring at their plates with dazed eyes.

Just waiting for Dumbledore to clap his hands and fill the plate with delicious food.

But what Dumbledore said next surprised everyone.

"I also regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year."

The entire auditorium burst into flames after a brief silence.

Everyone was disappointed and asked why this was happening. Quidditch was one of the most anticipated events for this group of children.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore said, and although Dumbledore didn't shout much, his clear voice spread throughout the auditorium at once.

Dumbledore's prestige at Hogwarts was so great that the hall soon quieted down.

Seeing that the auditorium was quiet, Dumbledore continued.

"This is because a large event will start in October and will continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy, but I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun with it. I'm very happy to announce that, This year at Hogwarts will be a great honor to host a very exciting event that has not been held in over a century and I am delighted to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year !"

Dumbledore spoke to everyone in a warm tone.

"My God! It's impossible!" Fred exclaimed in disbelief from the long table in Gryffindor.

And more people don't know what the so-called Triwizard Tournament is, they get together and discuss excitedly.

"Some of you still don't know what's going on in this hegemony, so I hope those who know the situation will forgive me for explaining a little here, and I'll allow their minds to wander off for a while."

Dumbledore said humorously.

"The Triwizard Tournament was created about seven hundred years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest schools of wizardry in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmst. Long. Each school selects a warrior, and then three warriors compete in three magic events. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three schools take turns hosting~lightnovelpub.net~ Everyone agrees that this is different A great way for young wizards to form friendships between nations - but then the death toll was so high that the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted."

"There have been several attempts to revive the Tournament over the centuries," Dumbledore continued, "but none of them have been successful. However, we at the Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports believe that another attempt should be made. The time has come. We have done a lot this summer to make sure that no one of the Warriors lives is in danger."

"What is it that the time is ripe!" Ron muttered in a low voice.

"If what Harry sees is true, Voldemort has tried to resurrect! What game are we going to prepare at a time like this?" Ron whispered under the table.

"Ron! Be quieter!" Hermione was listening intently to Dumbledore's explanation of the rules of the game, when she heard Ron muttering non-stop, and poked Ron in dissatisfaction.

"In October, the headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their hand-picked contenders, the ceremony to select warriors will take place on Halloween, and an impartial referee will decide which students are most eligible to compete. Triwizard Cup, to win honor for his school, and a thousand Galleons for himself." Dumbledore announced.