Everyone was waiting in the Great Hall after a rather uneventful train ride, Harry had to admit it, it was rather boring Pansy was being annoying trying to get Draco to sit with her so then they could cuddle like a couple but sadly she knew she couldn't have him but that didn't mean she couldn't try right.

Everyone had heard about what happened to Hermione and were keeping a great distance from her, they didn't like it that she had tried to hurt Harry last year and then there was the whole rumour that she was now a Werewolf after interfering in something she shouldn't of been in, Harry, Blaise, Theo and Draco couldn't of helped it even if they tried they had been dragged into the mess and without the correct help they could of died but they weren't.

Hermione was pushed to the other end of the table near to the first years that had just finished getting sorted, she was a fourth year but she was being cast out, it hadn't been decided that she was as of yet so Lady Magic kept watch for the time being.

After everyone had had their fill of dinner Tom stood up and did a welcoming speech:

 **"Welcome back to the older years of Hogwarts and I welcome our new students in to Hogwarts, my name is Tomas Malakai Sötétség the Headmaster of the school, I have only been here for a year so as I help you learn and grow I hope you do the same with me.

Mr. Flich , the caretaker has asked me to tell you that there is a list of objects that are forbidden inside Hogwarts and has been extended to include Screaming Yoyo's, Fanged Frisbees and Ever Blasting Boomerangs, the full list is on the board next to his office, the list now stands at four hundred and thirty seven items.

Please reframe to stay out of the forest in the grounds as they are out of bounds and some of you should  care to remember that, those of you who are luckily in third year and above you are allowed to the village of Hogsmeade, sadly those of you below it is out of bounds for you until then.

Sadly for all you Quidditch lovers out there and I mean 2nd years who wanted to try out and the older years there will be no Quidditch this year..." the twins made sure to boo at this as well as many others who weren't happy about it but Tom carried on regardless.

"...this is due to an event that will be starting in October and continuing though out the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts..."

But at that moment, there was a deafening rumble of thunder, and the doors of the Great Hall banged open. A man stood in the doorway, leaning upon a long staff, shrouded in a black traveling cloak. Every head in the Great Hall swivelled towards the stranger, suddenly brightly illuminated by a fork of lightning that flashed across the ceiling. He lowered his hood, shook out a long mane of grizzled, dark grey hair, and then began to walk up towards the teachers table.

A dull clunk echoed through the Hall on his ever other step. He reached the end of the top table, turned right and limped heavily towards Tom, another flash of lightning crossed the ceiling.

The lightning had thrown the man's face into a sharp relief.

The stranger reached Tom making him smile at who it was but he kept it to himself. He stretched out a hand that was as badly scarred as his face, and Tom shook it, muttering something. He seemed to be making some kind if enquiry of the stranger who shook his head unsmilingly and replied in an undertone. Tom just smiled slightly and nodded he gestured the man to an empty seat on his right-hand side.

"May I introduce our new Defence against the Dark Arts Teacher," said Tom brightly, into the silence, "Professor Alastor Moody." he so wanted to 

"As I was saying," he said smiling at the sea of students before him, all of whom were still gazing transfixed at Mad Eye Moody, "we are to have the honour of hosting a very exciting event over the coming months, an event which has not been held for over a century. It is my very great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year,"

"You're JOKING!" said Fred loudly.

The tension that had filled the Hall ever since Moody's arrival suddenly broke. Nearly everyone laughed, and Tom chuckled appreciatively.

 "Where was I? Ah, yes, the Triwizard Tournament... well, some of you will not know what this tournament involves, so I hope those who do know will forgive me for giving a short explanation, and allow their attention to wander freely. The Triwizard Tournament was first established some seven hundred years ago, as a friendly competition between the three largest European schools of wizardry – Hogwarts, Beauxbatons in France, and Durmstrang in Northern Europe.

A champion was selected to represent each school, and the three champions competed in three magical tasks. The schools took it in turns to host the Tournament once every five years and it was generally agreed to be the a most excellent way of establishing ties between young witch's and wizards of different nationalities – until, that is, the death toll mounted so high that the Tournament was discontinued.

There have been several attempts over the centuries to reinstate the Tournament," Tom continued, "none of which have been very successful. However, our own Departments of International Magical Co-Operation and Magical Games and Sports have decided the time is ripe for another attempt. We have worked hard over the summer to ensure that, this time, no champion will find himself or herself in mortal danger" he really hated telling them this as he knew how dangerous this was but continued on regardless.

"The Heads of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang have already arrived and on Halloween we will have the Champion Selections. An impartial judge will decide which students, are most worthy to compete for the Triwizard Cup, the glory of their school and a thousand galleon personal prize money."

"Eager though I know all of you will be able to bring the Triwizard Cup to Hogwarts," he said, "the heads of the participating schools, along with the Ministry of Magic, have agreed to impose an agreed restriction on contenders this year. Only students who are of age; that is to say, seventeen years or older, will be allowed to put forward their names for consideration. This.."

 Tom raised his voice slightly for several people had made noises of outrage at these words  "...is a measure we feel is necessary, given that the Tournament tasks will still be difficult and dangerous, whatever precautions we take, and it is highly unlikely that students below Sixth and Seventh year will be able to cope with them. I will personally be ensuring that no underage student hoodwinks our impartial judge into making them Hogwarts champion."**

Tom hated doing that but he was going to go along with what Fudge was planning but it really had to stop he was planning to let these young witches and wizards participate in something so dangerous, he was just glad that he has at least some helping him even if he could say out load who it was but he could smell the Polyjuice on him and tried to hide his smile as not to give it all away.

Filch had left only to return dragging in a massive cup of some sort or another, the flames weren't lit just yet which was good but still the cub was huge.

Once in place Tom sighed he really didn't want to do this but he would have to...

"An age line will be placed around the goblet and it will read your magic and will only let those of seventeen and over to place their names in it, no one else" he sighed at this all he felt like he was repeated himself over and over again and he wanted to curse Fudge until the end of time.

"Now that we have filled our stomachs I ask the Perfects to take the new members of our school to their new dorms and get them all settled in and tomorrow your time tables should be given so then you can all be prepared for Monday and for those first years I must say this do not and I say this with great difficulty do not harass the blue fox next to the student in Slytherin he is a familiar and he will attack to protect his bond, plus if you see a small blue haired boy or a teenager with the same hair its the same familiar he can change forms, his name is Otiz..."

As Tom said his name Otiz came up to his purring as he rubbed Tom's leg to say you called me, this just made Tom sigh at what he was doing but as Otiz he said nothing to him he bounded off back to Harry.

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**from the book just changed it up slightly so then it would fit in with what Tom would say to them instead of Dumbles

Sorry it took so long a month or more since the last chapter sorry about that everyone I haven't been in the right mind to write but I will update when I can I will be writing the Unforgivables and Moody and then the Tournament as well as the ball, now should we have a Darry moment at the party?

Who should Viktor go with as Hermione is a werewolf should she be allowed to stay in Hogwarts or not?

Who should Fleur be with and of course Ceddy is with Cho so that won't change much but I need ideas on who Viktor and Fleur should go with....

While you make up your minds let me add a smol bean in a new form.....

Isn't he just a bean? I will be drawing Sev, Tom and Harry like this so wait up for it