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Chapter 273 Hermione's Book
Harry had a lot going on on his way back to the Gryffindor common room.

The one that appeared the most was undoubtedly the dream he had during the summer vacation.

Voldemort was sitting on an armchair with Wormtail standing beside him, they were plotting something, the scar on his forehead was burning.

For no reason, Harry always thought that what they were planning was related to him, otherwise why did he only hear this conversation between them?
He looked preoccupied, without the slightest joy and excitement of being a warrior, and he had already walked to the door of the Gryffindor lounge before he knew it.

The fat lady had already received the news in advance. There were many portraits in the compartment of the auditorium. There must be some gossip portraits who ran out to report the letter in advance.

Even when Harry said the password, she was still asking, is it true that he became the No.4 warrior?

Harry was not in the mood to answer her question, and went straight into the passage.

Before half of his foot stepped into the territory of the Gryffindor lounge, countless hands suddenly emerged and grabbed him in.

Almost all the Gryffindors gathered in the lounge, and the lion cubs looked at Harry excitedly, as if they were looking at the honor of Gryffindor.

Jordan wrapped a big red flag embroidered with Gryffindor lions as a cloak around Harry's body, and George and Fred kept asking Harry how he stepped into Dumbledore's row. The age limit, and was annoyed that he didn't tell them the method.

Angelina, who was a strong candidate for Gryffindor before, also generously stated that it doesn't matter whether she is selected or not, and it is the honor of the entire academy to be selected for Gryffindor.

But Harry, who was surrounded by the crowd, couldn't feel any joy.

He kept answering all kinds of questions loudly, and kept reuniting: "I didn't! I didn't throw my name into the Goblet of Fire!"

But no one at the scene believed what he said. Everyone was immersed in their own imaginations, thinking that as long as Harry participated in the competition, he would definitely win the final championship and a grand prize of a thousand Galleons.

After being tossed by these people for half an hour, Harry finally broke out completely.

He screamed and broke away from everyone's entanglement, and returned to the dormitory alone.

Ron was the only one in the dormitory, which made Harry feel more relieved. He was convinced that Ron was one of the few people willing to believe what he said.

But everything tonight was completely beyond his expectations, including his best friend Ron.

Ron looked at Harry with weird eyes, especially when he saw the deadly Gryffindor cloak worn by Jordan, his eyes were even more weird.

"Congratulations, Harry."

Harry looked at Ron, he looked at Ron's strange face.

"What are you talking about? Congratulations?"

Ron laughed, and his smile was also very twisted, with a superficial smile, which made people feel very angry.

"How did you cross the age line set by Professor Dumbledore? Is it by a method I know?"

Harry's face was full of disbelief, he breathed heavily and explained his words in front of Ron.

"Listen, Ron! I didn't sign up! I've been with you all day today, you should know all about what I did, I didn't go and throw my name in that damn glass! Someone else must have Do that!"

Ron raised his eyebrows, as if trying to hide it in his hair.

"Oh? Then who, why did you do this?"

"I don't know who it is, but their purpose is most likely to kill me. And can you stop talking to me with this expression!" Harry said irritably.

Ron didn't change at all.

"Actually, you can tell me the truth Harry, even if you don't want others to know, you can tell me these things."

Harry was completely outraged, this was the second time he had lost his temper in just 10 minutes.

"I thought you would believe me! It turns out that you are no different from those people outside! They are all utter idiots!"

The conversation between the two of them broke up unhappily.

Ron pulled the curtains on his four-poster bed heavily, cutting off their communication.

Harry was lying on the bed, he had no thought of going to sleep at all, he tossed and turned agitatedly, and in this way, in the middle of the night, everyone else in the dormitory fell asleep.

He sat up from the bed, lightly touched the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead with his hand, and the illusory and ghostly Lily appeared in front of his bed.

That was the only person Harry could confide in at the moment, and the rest of the world might not believe him, but his mother certainly wouldn't!

Lily listened carefully to all of Harry's narration, and her face became more and more serious.

"Someone is indeed trying to harm you, Harry. The Triwizard Tournament is not just a competition for honor for the school. Almost no one can guarantee that they will not be hurt in this competition. It used to be that there were too many casualties in the competition. Too many, and the game was finally suspended."

"You can't just take this as a joke." Lily said seriously, "Write to Sirius immediately tomorrow, and then go to that Professor Forrest to express all my worries and thoughts .”

Harry never took Lily's words for granted.

The next day was Sunday, and Ron was still in a state of cold war with him, and Harry was too tired of him now to take the initiative to pay him any attention.

He walked out of the dormitory and went down the spiral staircase. As soon as he came to the lounge, he saw Hermione sitting on the sofa alone, reading a thick book in her hand.

Harry walked up to Hermione, and just as he was about to ask Hermione if he believed that he hadn't thrown his name into the Goblet of Fire, he suddenly realized that what Hermione was reading was not a magic book.

The title of the book is "1984".

Although you can't tell anything from the simple title, this is obviously not a book in the magic world.

At this time Harry also noticed the stack of other books next to Hermione.

"Das Kapital", "The Biography of Che Guevara", "Social Theory and Social Structure", "Punishment and Discipline", "Principles of Marxism".
Harry opened his mouth wide. He looked at these books whose titles alone were enough to make him dizzy, and asked in puzzlement.

"What are you reading these books for?"

Hermione seemed to be immersed in the book "1984", and said without raising her head.

"The study of oppression and counter-oppression, the formation and division of classes, the structure of society, the resolution of power, and the dystopias that destroyed my previous ideas."

(End of this chapter)