Novel & Cerita How Often Is The Triwizard Tournament

Someone came to me that moment and took my hand up then said, and this is the person that will represent our school in getting the trophy. "YAAAAAA...YAAA...YAA!!!", everyone stood up and shouted. I ran to meet someone closed to me and asked what was going on. He said, " This is an annual game that take place between CAMELOT school of wizards and some other schools. You have to get the trophy on time or else you might die or even be stuck there forever and you should... "HAAAA HAA HAAA!!!", someone carried me and threw me inside a place where I did not know how the entrance looks like.

As her eyes scanned it, she gasped. "What’s wrong, Callista?" I asked, wondering why she had gasped like that. "Today is Game Day!" she shouted, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Game... Day?" I repeated, still not understanding. "Yes! The game is always held once every month. The team who wins gets to demand whatever they want. Though we witches don't always win, it's always so exciting to participate," she grinned excitedly.

But hearing about him now makes me want to know more. “No, I don’t.” I finally said. “Mom told me you two had a fight and he lost control. I can’t believe he could be so irresponsible.” Eli said. “Sorry, I know you don’t want to talk about him. But I was worried about you.” “I’m fine. I’ve been busy helping the soldiers train and focusing on the tournament at home.” Eli was curious about the tournament, so I explained the ritual of proving yourself as a fighter and that it takes place once every four years, and I told him about my birthday party a few days later.

“Since your pack will be official, have you considered joining in the Tournament of the Moon Goddess this year?” The Tournament of the Moon Goddess. I had forgotten all about it. It is the werewolf equivalent of the human Olympics. It occurs every four years and it’s where the strength of the packs are ranked and the populations of the packs are tracked. Each continent has their own since there are so many packs worldwide. Even here, there are hundreds of packs that participate. I attended the year I turned 10 with my father, cheering on our pack. Obviously, I didn’t attend the one that occurred when I was 14 and now here it is again.

Eloise said, raising an eyebrow as she noticed how lost I looked. I blinked and gave a sheepish nod. “It’s the biggest tournament in the entire realm!” she exclaimed, her eyes glowing with excitement. “It happens every five years when the Blue Moon draws near. The Werewolf High Council hosts it, and schools from all over the packs and clans send their strongest, smartest, and most beautiful students ages eighteen to twenty four, to compete.” “And every species gets to join in!” Nyx added, bouncing excitedly. “Werewolves, vampires, witches, faes, sirens, everyone!”

I asked noticing the look of worry on his face. “Kaidon actually sent words from me to you” Dawson replied and then gazed at my eyes. “He says he loves you but then there is a secret that he needs to inform you about” “What secret?” I asked, getting nervous. Dawson paused and tore his eyes away from mine, creating more fear inside of me. “What secret are you talking about?” I repeated the question again to him. “Three days ago when the wizard arrived at the pack, he was the first to let us know about the tournament about to take place. He says that the tournament is…”

I replied, sitting up attentively. He cleared his throat and started, "The castle's Hunt event has a history of over thirty years. It takes place on the night of the full moon in April, with all 48 Alphas from North America, along with the Alpha King, participating. Due to some specific reasons, the event was moved to the night before the full moon, starting two years ago." At this point, he gave me a knowing look, and we both understood those "specific reasons." "I get it," I nodded. "The event is less than a month away now, and I'm getting nervous."

"But... But I want to go to the competition. Master, please allow me to go. I will definitely make you proud!" "Alright, alright. Get up already. What are you kneeling for? If you really want to, of course, you can go. Sit down and finish your breakfast." "Yes, Master!" She replied cheerfully. . . Immortal Apprentice Competition was held once every three years. In this opportunity, apprentices from all over the world would come and show their talent and ability.

He handed it to Adrian, who took it and asked in confusion, "What's this? There are so many pages." Adrian started flipping through the documents. He found out that the fighting tournament was held every five years, and this year's tournament was in Exasword City. The city was located near Mapleston City, and fighters from dozens of nearby cities would be in attendance. It was the grandest event in the entire region. "How about it? Sounds pretty amazing huh? I'm sure you’ll learn a lot if you come with me," Nathaniel said. "Learn a lot? How so?" Adrian was puzzled.

"You're joking." "I'm not." "What's Crent again?" Taylor asked. Tara answered without looking up from her book. "A gathering held every three years. All the packs. Rituals. Mating ceremonies." "And this year," Vera said with a grin, "we're going." Taylor squealed. "We are?!" "Well…" Tara hesitated. "Father might say no. And we don't even have—" "—wolves," Taylor finished softly. "They don't need to," Vera said. "Father already agreed."