To be or not to be a Muggle?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Authors Note: Ok so I'm still doing my other story I just need make sure how I plan to do it will actually work otherwise I will have a dumb story not worth finishing. If I abandon the story I'll let you know but I haven't yet. I also have an idea where I'm going with this but it might not get finished I'll haft to see. Its a plot that's been done before just letting you know but its my own version, Starts off canon. things will get changed for the purpose off the story enjoy.
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September had finally approached and harry was just glad he was starting his fourth year at Hogwarts. After the troubling events at the world cup he was glad to get back to normal territory.
He couldn't believe it, death eaters had showed up at the world cup with the entire ministry of magic there. That was brave.
harry wondered what the ministry would do now. They had been made a mockery of in front of the whole wizarding world and worse didn't catch anyone except a house elf.
Death eaters came and crashed the event the ministry put together and managed to cause casualties, conjure the dark mark and parade Muggles in the air. But it was over and there was no deaths, that was the main thing. Harry could go back to Hogwarts and relax. Sort of.
Himself, Ron and Hermione were on the train and were discussing the incident. Hermione was absolutely livid they had not caught any of the real culprit's and that Barty crouch had freed Winky as punishment she didn't mind that she was free but the fact that he had let her go like that when all she was guilty of was for picking up a wand and trying to get to safety.
Draco Malfoy had just passed by with his cronies Crabbe and Goyle talking about how his father had wanted to send him to Durmstrang and how it was a much better school than Hogwarts which had Hermione even more heated than before.
After that, the train ride went by in a flash the lunch trolley came and harry bought some cauldron cakes for himself,
Ron and the still moody Hermione.
Dean, Seamus and Neville came in reliving the glory of the world cup and Malfoy came and upset Ron's mood once again by mocking him and his family and before he knew it, harry was rushing to put on his school robes before they arrived at Hogsmead station.
Harry saw Hagrid at the end of the platform
bustling the first years towards the boats so they could make their way to Hogwarts. Harry said hello and Hagrid replied back before making his way down to the river.
Hermione made a comment about the bad weather before the trio made their way to the self pulling carriages as well the other students. Harry, Ron, Neville and Hermione got into a carriage before it set off to Hogwarts. When they arrived at the castle peeves the poltergeist was dropping water bombs so most of the students got extra soaked and due to the weather the first years were quite late. So the students were hungry and wet.
When the first years finally arrive after what felt like years to Harry's and Ron's aching stomachs the sorting hat sang its song and sorted the first years. Finally professor Dumbledore said the magic words and each table in the great hall appeared with over a hundred dishes of tasty, delicious, mouth watering food.
All the children began to fill their plates with food and Ron being one of the firsts to stuff mash potato's down his gob was eating like there was no tomorrow. Harry not far behind was taking massive chunks out of his stake as nearly headless nick came over to them. He conversated with them for a while to the point where Hermione refused to eat her dinner and pudding due to fact it was 'slave labour' that had made their food.
After everyone finished eating and the tables were clear of food, Albus Dumbledore stood up to make his announcements.
"So!" said Dumbledore, smiling around at them all. "Now that we are all fed and watered,". "I must once more ask for your attention, while I give out a few notices.
"Mr Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this year been extended. The full list comprises of four hundred and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr. Filch's office".
He continued, "As ever, I would like to remind you all that the forest on the grounds is out-of-bounds to students, as is the village of Hogsmead to all below third year.
"Moving on this year Hogwarts is supposed to be hosting an event however..."
at that moment, there was a rumble of thunder and the doors of the Great Hall banged open.
A man had entered the great hall and every head in the great hall swiveled round to look. He had a soaked travel cloak on and began to walk toward the staff table. He took off his hood and a clunk could be audibly heard as he strode down the aisle he also seemed to have a limp.
Harry was overcome with shock, he had never seen someone's face so scarred more or less missing chunks of it and he had seen Voldemort at the back of a head living on unicorn blood. He thought he looked bad.
The stranger reached Dumbledore. He stretched out a hand that was as badly scarred as his face, and Dumbledore shook it, muttering words Harry couldn't hear. He seemed to be making some inquiry of the stranger, who shook his head unsmilingly and replied in an undertone. Dumbledore nodded and gestured the man to the empty seat on his right-hand side.
The stranger sat down, removed his cloak and pulled back his hair, he pulled a plate of sausages toward him, raised it to what was left of his nose, and sniffed it. He then took a small knife out of his pocket, speared a sausage on the end of it, and began to eat. His normal eye was fixed upon the sausages, but the blue eye was still darting restlessly around in its socket, taking in the Hall and the students.
"May I introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?" said Dumbledore brightly into the silence. "Professor Moody."
There was a silence that was met to Dumbledore's words except for Dumbledore and Hagrid. Everyone else was too star struck with Moody's appearance to clap even the sternest of teachers being McGonagall and Snape were transfixed. If Harry wasn't himself he would of taken a picture.
"Moody?" Harry muttered to Ron. "Mad-Eye Moody? The one your dad went to help this morning?". "Must be," said Ron in a low, awed voice. "What happened to him?" Hermione whispered. "What happened to his face?" "Dunno," Ron whispered back, watching Moody with fascination.
Moody seemed totally indifferent to his less-than-warm welcome. Ignoring the jug of pumpkin juice in front of him, he reached again into his traveling cloak, pulled out a hip flask, and took a long draught from it. clearly this was a very paranoid man and for good reason harry thought.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "As I was saying," he said "This year Hogwarts is supposed to play host to a legendary event" He paused for a moment "The Triwizards tournament".
A chorus of whispers broke out amongst the great hall.
"What's the Triwizards tournament?" Harry asked to Ron, his interest intrigued.
"It's this amazing tournament where three schools compete every hundred years give or take and they do a variety of tasks to win a trophy and fame although dad said it was discontinued cause the death count was high" Ron said with a excited gleam in his eye.
"Death count" Hermione gasped looking horrified.
"Yeah eventually they stopped doing it. Dad said its been like a over a century since the last tournament" Not noticing Hermione's worried expression.
"Yes it's all exciting however due to the happenings at the world cup, the ministry of magic have decided it would be best to cancel it" Dumbledore said in a slightly disappointed voice.
A chorus of angry yells broke out amongst the students.
"Silence" Dumbledore shouted. immediately the whole hall was quiet. Every head fixed to where he stood forgetting the new crazy looking defence against the dark arts teacher moody who also was paying close attention to Dumbledore.
"Thank you, yes do I agree it was a bit rash to cancel the tournament but the ministry of magic have made their decision and there is nothing we can do about it". Dumbledore stated looking at several he knows would attempt to, particularly in Gryffindor.
"Now the ministry of magic and the board of governors have agreed and decided to replace the Triwizards tournament with a more educational experience. They have decided to make Muggle studies not only a core subject for you but to experience what its like to be a Muggle first hand" He finished.
The great hall erupted with noise some excited cheers, some angry protests and curious whispers.
The twinkle sparkled in Dumbledore's midnight blue eyes and a little smile twitched in the corner of his mouth.
This was going to be an interesting year at Hogwarts he thought.
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Authors Note: Ok I hope you like it.