HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

In today's Care of Magical Creatures lesson, Ron suddenly learned that the Irish leprechaun's gold coins would disappear. In other words, the gold galleons he gave Harry back turned into air, and Harry was still there. He was given a gift for Christmas - they agreed that Harry would not need to give him a Christmas gift if he bought a panoramic telescope for Ron, but Ron received the gold coins from the leprechaun and returned the gold coins to Harry.

Ron was a little troubled by this, but after Mino's persuasion, he cheered up.

"No, it's okay, Mino. I don't think it's anything. You don't need to beat me up - really, I'm not unhappy - yes, that's right, we are good brothers, don't worry about this -"

"Are you really okay? I think this will make you feel better." Mino waved his fist.

"Really!" Ron hid behind Harry, "Don't worry, I'm shameless now!"

Mino nodded, temporarily giving up the idea of ​​beating Ron to make him feel warm.

The upcoming Easter makes everyone happy, especially Minnow, because she likes the Easter eggs sent by Mrs. Weasley, and her eggs are bigger than others. Ron often feels unhappy because of this. .

"Are you unhappy? Because my easter egg is bigger than you?"

Ron looked at the easter egg that was twice as big as Mino and the colorful tiles in Mino's hand, and said, "No - aren't your tiles broken?"

"Yeah, this is Draco's Christmas gift to me. It's exactly the same as the previous one, right?" Mino held up the brick to show off.

"It seems brighter..." Ron narrowed his eyes.

Normally, the beginning of the summer term would mean that Minnow would often go to the Quidditch field to watch the Gryffindor and Slytherin teams fight over the field.But this year, she was preparing for the third and final event of the Triwizard Tournament, but she had almost no memory of it, a new beginning and a confused future.

Mino was a little afraid that he would fail in the third project.

In the last week of May, the details of the third event were to emerge, and all warriors gathered on the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock in the evening.

"What do you think it could be?" Cedric asked Harry and Minnow as they walked down the stone steps with Harry and Cedric into the cloudy night. "Fleur keeps nagging. Walking into the underground tunnels, she thought we were looking for treasure."

"That's not a bad idea," said Harry. "All I have to do is ask Hagrid to borrow a Niffler and let it do the work."

Mino suddenly wanted to take a Care of Magical Creatures class. After all, who could resist a Niffler?

"Harry, are you cold?" Mino rubbed his warm hands.

Harry watched Mino take off his scarf and said with some emotion: "I'm not cold."

"Then give me the scarf, mine is so thin."

"……Oh."

They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered through a gap between the stands.

"What are they doing here?" Cedric stopped suddenly and asked angrily.

The Quidditch pitch is no longer smooth and flat.It seems as if someone has built countless long low walls here. These low walls are intricate and winding in all directions.

"It's the wall!" Harry said, looking down at the short wall closest to him.

"Hello!" shouted a cheerful voice.

Ludo Bagman stood in the center of the pitch, flanked by Krum and Fleur.Mino walked towards Fleur with his scarf, and then wrapped the scarf around Fleur's neck.

"It's very cold at night, don't catch a cold." Mino said, holding Furong's cold hand.

Fleur's face suddenly turned red and she lowered her head shyly.

Harry touched his cold neck and hesitated to speak.

"What do you think?" Bagman asked cheerfully. "It's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will make them twenty feet tall. Don't worry," he saw Harry and Cedric With an unhappy expression on his face, Ke said with a smile, "As soon as the competition is over, your Quidditch pitch will be restored to its original state! Okay, I think you can probably guess what we are going to do here, right?"

No one spoke for a while, and then—

"Maze," Krum said gruffly.

"By the way!" Bagman said, "it's a maze. The third item is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Cup is placed in the center of the maze, and the warrior who touches it first will get a full score."

"We just need to go through the maze?" Fleur asked.

"There'll be a lot of obstacles," said Bagman cheerfully, hopping up and down on tiptoe. "Hagrid has provided a whole bunch of animals...and some spells that have to be lifted...and that sort of thing, you know. Also. Yes, the warrior with the leading score will enter the maze first." Bagman smiled at Harry, Minnow and Cedric, "Then Mr. Krum will go in...and finally Miss Delacour. But you all have to fight hard. Success depends on your ability to overcome obstacles. It should be fun, right?"

Mino nodded. He didn't know if the wall could be demolished. If possible, it would be good to open a road.

"Fine... If you have no questions, let's go back to the castle, shall we? It's kind of cold in here..."

Mino didn't feel cold, and Fleur, whose hands were being warmed by Mino, didn't feel cold either. Harry, who had no scarf, was shivering.

"Oh, don't you think Gryffindor's colors don't suit you very well?" Harry said, shrinking his neck.

"No, it's very beautiful, isn't it, Fleur?"

"Of course, it's very beautiful!" Fleur nodded vigorously.

"You need a scarf?" Krum took off his scarf.

Harry watched the bear-like Krum hand him a scarf with a straight face, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't you need it?" Krum asked again.

Harry, who had practiced the principle of taking nothing for nothing, took Krum's scarf and said, "Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome," Krum said, "Can you come here with me? And—Minnow, can you come here too?"

"What?" Mino was a little curious, "Okay."

"Then I'll go back to the castle first," Fleur touched the scarf, "This -"

"Give it to me tomorrow." Mino smiled at Fleur, her big eyes shining in the dark night.

Fleur buried half of her face in her scarf and walked towards the castle with Cedric.

Krum led them towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest, looking a little sneaky, which made Mino wonder if Krum was planning to find a hidden place to kill them both.

They finally came to a quiet clearing, still some distance away from the stables of the Beauxbatons horses. Krum stopped under the tree and turned to look at Harry and Minnow.

"Please tell me about Hermione." Krum said seriously.

Mino was stunned, and Harry was also stunned. Neither of them expected that Krum would take them so far and be cautious just because he wanted to ask about Hermione.

"What's the relationship between your red-haired friend and Hermione?" Krum asked.

Mino touched his head and answered unconfidently: "Did Hermione pay me to beat him up?"

Krum looked relieved and his expression softened a lot. He then took out a small notebook and a quill from his pocket and began to ask Hermione about her hobbies.

Harry and Mino looked at each other and realized that it was Krum who was planning to chase Mino.Harry didn't know the specific situation, but Mino suddenly wanted Ron here, and seeing the expression on his face, it must be very exciting.

"Thank you, these are very important to me, I hope-"

Suddenly, there was unusual movement in the trees behind Krum.Mino's body was faster than his brain, and he immediately pulled Krum over, but due to excessive force, he accidentally threw Krum onto Harry.

It turned out that Krum's weight was relatively heavy, because Harry looked like he almost fainted from the impact.

"What's going on?" Krum stood up with difficulty, and then helped Harry, who almost rolled his eyes.

Mino shook his head, ready to take out what Bizhu gave him at any time.

At this moment, a man suddenly stumbled out from behind a tall oak tree.

"Mr. Crouch?" Harry, who had recovered, looked at the man in shock.

"What?" Mino was also a little surprised.

He looked like he had been wandering outside for many days. The knees of his robe were torn and stained with blood. His face was also covered with scars, his beard was unkempt, and his face was gray and haggard.His neat hair and beard needed washing and trimming.His appearance is certainly strange, but the strangest thing is his behavior.Mr. Crouch seemed to be talking to someone whom only he could see.He kept mumbling and gesticulating.

"Isn't he a referee?" Krum asked, staring at Mr. Crouch. "Isn't he from your Ministry of Magic?"

Harry nodded and motioned Mino to go over and take a look.

The two of them approached Mr. Crouch together, and Mino was still ready to give Mr. Crouch a blow at any time.

Mr. Crouch did not look at him, but kept talking to a nearby tree.

"...Wetherby, after you've done this, send an owl to Dumbledore to confirm the number of students Durmstrang participated in the competition. Karkaroff sent a letter that there were twelve indivual……"

"Mr. Crouch?" said Harry carefully.

"...and then send an owl to Ms. Maxim, who may also increase the number of students, since Karkaroff's number has increased to twelve... Let's do it, Wetherby, will you? Will you? Will you..."

Mr. Crouch's eyes bulged.He stood there, staring straight at the tree, muttering silently.Then, he staggered a few steps to the side, and fell to his knees.

"Mr. Crouch?" Harry called out. "Are you all right?"

"Did he faint?" Mino anxiously took out the bricks.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to try to see if I can wake him up if I hit him."

"What's wrong with him?" Krum also ran over quickly, looked at the glowing thing in Mino's hand and asked, "What is this?"

"A Muggle night light," Minnow said, stuffing the brick back into his pocket.

"Dumbledore!" gasped Mr. Crouch, leaping forward, grabbing Harry's robes and pulling him towards him, but his eyes were fixed directly above Harry's head. "I want to... see... Dumbledore..."

"Okay," said Harry, "as soon as you get up, Mr. Crouch, and we'll find—"

"I did...a...stupid thing..." Crouch gasped, looking completely insane, his eyes bulging outwards, rolling around, saliva dripping down his chin, "Must...tell...Dumbledore..."

"Okay! Okay! Mr. Crouch, we will take you to see Dumbledore right away!" Mino promised.

Mr. Crouch's eyes turned to glare at Harry and Minnow.

"Who...are you?" he asked quietly.

"We are the flowers of the wizarding world and the pillars of future wizards." Mino answered seriously.

But Mr. Crouch didn't seem to understand, and his eyes were still wide open.

"We are students at Hogwarts." Harry replied helplessly.

"Aren't you...his?" Crouch asked softly, his mouth drooping.

"No," said Harry.

Minnow wanted to try out the effect of saying "yes".

"Dumbledore's man?"

"Yes," said Harry.

Crouch pulled him closer.Harry tried to loosen Crouch's grip on his robes, but his grip was too tight.

"Warning Dumbledore..."

"If you let me go, I'll go to Dumbledore," said Harry. "Let me go, Mr. Crouch, and I'll go to him..."

"Thank you, Wetherby. I'd like a cup of tea after you've done that. My wife and son are coming soon, and we're going to a concert with the Fudges tonight."

Crouch started talking to a tree again, seeming to forget about Harry for a moment.Harry was so surprised that he didn't notice that Crouch had let go of him.

"Yes, my son has recently passed twelve OWLs, and the results are very satisfactory. Thank you, yes, I am indeed very proud of him. Well, if you can give me the memorandum from the Minister of Magic in Andorra , I will probably have time to draft a reply..."

Minnow pulled Harry up, squatted down, and then asked Harry to help Mr. Crouch sit up.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked, helping Mr. Crouch up.

Minogue clapped his hands, then gave Mr. Crouch a slap in the face.

"What are you doing!" Harry was a little shocked.

"Wake him up!" Minogue shouted, and then slapped Mr. Crouch again.

It seemed to be very effective. Mr. Crouch's dull eyes immediately became clear, and there was also a little star-like effect.

"Potter! You are Potter!" Mr. Crouch grabbed Minnow, "Tell Dumbledore... the Dark Lord has become stronger... it's all my son's fault... it's all his fault..."

Mr. Crouch's eyes became distracted again, and Mino immediately slapped him in the face.

"What else? Finish now!"

"How about... why don't we go find Dumbledore first?" Harry asked cautiously, looking at the big red mark on Mr. Crouch's face.

"It doesn't matter, let's hear what Mr. Crouch has to say first!" Mino said, slapping him again.

"Bertha... is dead... it's all my fault..."

"What else?" Mino asked anxiously.

But there was no more, because Mr. Crouch was knocked unconscious by the big ear scraper.

"I'm looking for Dumbledore," Harry said immediately.

"Okay, hurry up!"