How Often Is The Triwizard Tournament Novels & Stories

Athena scoffed, earning a sharp look from Cara. "C'mon guys, the moon games season is just around the corner and it wouldn't hurt if we add a few more numbers to our clique." Cara whined. "Wait what?! Moon games? Clique?" I suddenly asked, taken aback by the unfamiliar terms. "Yes! Moon games are events that take place in our pack every three years." Cara told me. "Some kind of competitions between various groups in the pack, thought to strengthen the pack bond.... pretty dumb if you ask me." Athena said this time, without even a slight bit of excitement.

Curious, I requested to know what the tournament was all about. According to Reuben, the moon tournament, happens every year on a solar eclipse full moon, that night, everyone will be in their full power and the moon goodness will choose the next protector of the realm, the one who will become the next Alpha or Luna, as Mikaela rudely interrupted her brother ..

The two of them would secretly sneak into Prince Raoul's castle, teach him things, then return when night fell. But especially these few days, Ariana and Valencia would teach Prince Raoul stricter than usual. In the next few days, the hunting festival which is an event held every three years will be held again this year. Every noble and royal family will participate in the event, which has become a tradition of the Sigmund Kingdom. Prince Raoul was no exception. The hunting festival could be Raoul's chance to properly show his face in public.

The latter only huffed and puffed since she got no choice but to trust Cent. And so far, she was way out of being ready unlike the other student nobilities of the three worlds. And Cent could not see any reason why she needed to practice since she was not joining. She could not see any gain from joining the Tri-world Tournament. Tri-world Tournament, the biggest event that the Transylvania Academy would hold every ten years, was the apex of social networking especially for the nobilities of the three worlds. During the month-long celebration of the Tri-World Tournament, the dignitaries from the three worlds would come upon the invitation of the Headmaster, the Kraken, Headmaster Kirk.

“Roselinda, what is going on around here, why are there more guards? What is everyone preparing for?” “There will be a group of delegates coming on Friday to sign the new peace treaty, Its Master Delmor’s turn to host them on his land. This happens every fifty years or so, or when a territory gets a new leader.” She informed me. “Interesting, does this mean I get to meet some vampires and witches?” I asked her. She chewed her lip a little.

“Most contestants panic against somebody that size. She didn’t.” “She looked pissed off more than scared,” Raiden added. Fair point. Actually… That was probably was what happened. She was terrified so she gave everything she had. I leaned farther back in the chair before another thought crossed my mind. “So,” I drawled slowly while glancing between everybody, “when exactly do the triplets fight?” The corner of Raiden’s mouth twitched upward instantly. “Now that sounds entertaining.” He grabbed the tournament sheet before skimming farther down the page. “They fight after lunch,” he answered while looking over the schedule carefully. “Around three.”

“Was headed towards town. It's almost the end of the month and winter is coming, wanted to get a few new things.” “Oh. Emm...may I tag along?” “I guess so. You haven't really seen what Remus looks like when it's a busy day, have you?” Avril shook her head and followed after Verona as she turned around and headed out. “I wanted to tell you, this year's last Weak End Tournament is coming. You know, the close of it for the year. This time, the fight is like a whole championship game and takes up to a whole week. The winner goes home with a lot of stuff as the prize,” Verona explained as they gently climbed down the stairs.

Ash: You can tell us, Olivia OF: It’s making me feel paranoid OF: They have been messing with me since the day they moved in and kept doing so until you intervened, Asher OF: But even then, they did it again with pastries OF: I don't understand why OF: It feels like it goes beyond an 'I hate hybrids’ kind of motive Ash: It does Ash: Perhaps Nicolas had planned this years ago OF: Planned what? Ash: The tournament happens once every five years Ash: It is more than your regular competition. It’s a show, a twisted and inhuman one, however a show nonetheless Ash: Money flows, illegal deals flow Ash: If there is an event where you can create new network connections, it is during that hybrid tourna

Because, as werewolves, our hearing is heightened, and we can all easily hear him. “Welcome, everyone. It is finally time to be in our annual tournament. I want to remind everyone that the tournaments are a chance to meet possibly your mate, but also to form new alliances. And most importantly, to have a good time. So with that said. Have a fantastic time.” He stops for a few seconds to drag the excitement before he yells. LET THE GAMES BEGIN”

James and Yoan also prepared to leave. Standing in the yard, James asked, “Are we going to leave now, Sir?” Yoan nodded and said, “Mhm, the Pagoda of Flames is already closed. The next time it’s open is another five decades later. We’ve already achieved our goal, so we will return to Welkin Academy. You must prepare and ensure you’re in the best condition when participating in the Ancient Realm’s Grand Tournament since only happens every fifty years.” “Alright.” James looked forward to seeing how strong the Ancient Realm’s powerhoues were.