Cedric pov
"Bye, son!" yelled my father as I boarded the train.
I got on the train just in time, because as soon as I got on it lurched forward. I was meet with greetings as soon as I got in the prefects compartment."Where have you been Ced, we where beginning to think you wouldn't make it." My friend, Matt said."Had a sleepy start." I replied.
The train ride seemed to last only minutes, before I knew it I was sitting at the Hufflepuff table, waiting for Professor McGonagall and the first years.
"Where are they, I am starving?" Matt asked no one in particular.
As soon as Matt finished his sentence the doors to the Great Hall opened. Professor McGonagall walked in leading a group of nervous looking first years to the front. I had seen this so many times I could perfectly recite Professor McGonagall's speech. By the time the ceremony was over we had many new Hufflepuffs. When I thought Professor Dumbledore's speech was over he continued.
"Now this years Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event the Triwizard tournament, in which two other schools will be competing in, be warned this tournament is not for the fair hearted, so if you are selected there is no turning back. For safety issues only students 17 or older will be able to compete."
A loud groan and complains rose from the crowd.
"The other schools will arrive the 30th of October and the champions will be chosen on the 3th of November, only three students will be able to compete. Now with that done, dig in."
Food appeared on the plates as soon as he said that.
"Hey Ced you gonna enter?"asked Matt.
"Of course." I replied
After we were stuffed we left for the Hufflepuff common night I went to sleep hopping the days passed fast, so I could enter in the tournament.
I woke up that morning with a loud yawn and a huge snore from Matt. I threw a pillow at Matt.
"Get up, Matt or all the muffins will be gone."
That got him up. I stretched to wake myself up then threw on my robes and headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast, half of the Hufflepuff table was already occupied by the time I got down there. I took a seat next to Matt, who was examining the six year class schedule.
"What do we have first?" I asked.
"Defence against the Dark Arts with Professor Moody." He replied
"Let's hope he's not." Matt chuckled in reply.
After breakfast the six year Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors headed to the Defence against the Dark Arts class. After the bell rang and we were all in our seats we saw a middle aged man with graying hair, a wooden leg, scars marring his face, a chunk missing from his nose, on small dark eye and a large electric blue eye. We all stared at him as he walked to the blackboard and wrote "moody". He spoke in a growling voice.
"Alastor Moody ex auror and your new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. I am here because Dumbledore asked me to. End of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?"
No one dared to raise there hand.
"Put your books away, you don't need them."
Immediately, the books all shut and were put away.
"People say your too young to see what these spells do I say different. You need to know what your up against. Can anyone tell me why they are called the Unforgivable Curses and how many there are?"
"Three sir," said a Gryffindor boy," They are unforgivable and the use of any one-"
"Will give you a one way ticket to Azkaban. Correct."Moody finished for him."
"I will now demonstrate the curses to you. Who can give me one of them? Smith, give me a curse."
"The Imperius Curse."replied Matt.
"The Imperius Curse will put you under a wizard's control."Moody said then went to the desk at the front, pulled out a jar with three spiders in in it and pulled out one."
"Engorgo. Said Moody and the spider got much bigger."Imperio."
The spider jumped out of Moody's hand, jumped on to several tables, with everyone laughing except for when it landed on there table.
"What should I have her do next, jump ou the window,"He asked while the spider floated dangerously close to the window," Or drown herself." The spider floated above the bucket filled with water. He returned to the spider to it's normal size then, slid her back into the jar.
"The second curse, Nixon."Growled Moody.
"The Cruciatus Curse." Replied Abby Nixon, a fellow Hufflepuff, nervously.
"Correct."Moody returned to one of the jars and pulled out another spider."Crucio."
The spider's legs twitched in pain, rolling on it's side. The spider was in pain for a full minute till Moody lifted the curse. He returned the spider to it's jar, where it anxiously jumped off his hand.
"Now the last curse, the killing curse," Said Moody in his rough voice," Only one person is know to have survived this curse and he is sitting in this very school." He was referring to Harry Potter, the boy who destroyed You-Know-Who. At this the class erupted in whispers. After class everyone was chatting excitedly about the new D.A.D.A teacher. The rest of class flashed by in blurs and by the time I finished eating dinner, I walked half awake to my bed.