[HP]Hogwarts famous beauties

After a while, the crowd started to get restless again, and Winter knew it was Hermione coming up, "I have to go find Hermione..."

"She will be here in a moment. Don't move around, you will catch a cold." Cedric held Winter firmly in place. Cedric was right. Hermione and Krum were also pulled by Madam Pomfrey. Come over.

"Why doesn't Harry come up?" Hermione looked anxiously at the Black Lake. Krum kept eager to talk to her, "Harry! Harry came up!" Hermione patted Winter and the two of them looked at it together. Toward the Black Lake.

Harry came to them, "Well done, Harry!" Hermione shouted, "You succeeded, you solved it entirely on your own!"

"There's a water beetle in your hair, H-M-N," Krum said. Knowing that it was Rita Skeeter, Winter grabbed the water beetle and threw it onto the pillar, hoping to knock it unconscious.

The results of the competition were announced. Cedric was in first place, and because of Harry's exemplary performance, the judges gave him second place.

"The third and final project will take place on the evening of June 6," Bagman continued. "The Warriors will be informed about the specifics of the project a month in advance. Thank you for your support to the Warriors."

Madam Pomfrey began to escort the warriors and hostages back to the castle to change into dry clothes, but Winter was not happy because the third project was coming.

"Cedric..."

"What's wrong?" Cedric looked down at Winter beside him.

"fine…"

After the second project, the most wonderful thing was that everyone was eager to know what happened under the lake. For the first time in his life, Ron became the center of attention like Harry. Ron told the story. Over and over, slightly different each time.

"What do you want to do? Snort at them?" Hermione said sharply. She became Viktor Krum's most beloved baby, and everyone teased her about it all day long, so she was now very grumpy.

Harry was also unhappy because now everyone knew that Winter was Cedric's most beloved baby.

Winter's life wasn't much easier, she had to coax numerous people, including Fred and George and Snape.

"Isn't this the most beloved baby of our Digory Warriors?" Fred said this deliberately in front of Winter. George didn't say anything, but he was also very unhappy.

"Are you with him?" George asked.

"No, I promise not." Winter felt like a liar.

"Well, if you're with him," Fred said, and George immediately followed, "we'll poison his food right away."

"Severus..." "What's wrong? Mr. Diggory's baby?"

"I...don't do this, Severus." Winter said helplessly.

Since last Christmas Eve, Snape's possessiveness towards Winter has risen to another level. He will now pull Winter to him and let her sit down on the arm of the sofa next to him, but obviously, Snape It seems that he would prefer Winter to sit on his lap.

"You're so lovable." Judging from Snape's tone, he didn't think this was a good thing.

"There's nothing I can do about it...after all..." Winter quickly shut up after seeing Snape's eyes, and said in a flattering tone, "How can they compare with you, Sev." The old man is still easier to coax. Yes, it would be even better if you add a kiss.

"Are you still angry?"

"..." Snape shook his head imperceptibly.

After entering March, the weather became a little clearer, but every time they went to the field outside, the biting cold wind still hurt their hands and faces. The owl appeared at breakfast time on Friday with half of its feathers. They were all blown around by the wind. As soon as Harry pulled off Sirius' letter, the owl flew away in a hurry, obviously afraid of being sent out to deliver another letter. Sirius' letter was almost as short as the last one.

"Saturday at two o'clock in the afternoon, outside Hogsmeade village, by the fence at the end of the Dervis-Bans road. Remember to bring some food."

"He hasn't gone to Hogsmeade yet?" Ron said in disbelief.

"I can't believe it," Harry said nervously, "if he gets caught..."

"No, he must have just left my house that day." After Winter said this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

When they went to Potions class in the afternoon, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle stood outside the classroom, gathering with a group of Slytherins led by Pansy Parkinson. They were all watching something, and they were all giggling happily. As Winter, Harry, Hermione, and Ron approached, Pansy's poodle face peeked out excitedly from Goyle's broad back.

"They're coming, they're coming!" she giggled, and the group of Slytherins dispersed. Harry saw a magazine in her hand, Wizarding Weekly.

"You'll find something of interest in there," Pansy shouted, tossing the magazine to Hermione. Hermione reached out and took it, looking a little panicked.

At this moment, the door to the underground classroom opened, and Snape called everyone in. He and Winter looked at each other.

Hermione, Winter, Harry and Ron walked to a table at the back of the classroom as usual. As soon as Snape turned around, Hermione hurriedly opened the magazine under the table.

Finally, Hermione found what they were looking for among the magazines. Harry and Ron also walked over. Beneath one of Harry's color photos is this short article:

Harry Potter's Secret Heartbreak

He may be a different boy, but he also experiences the pain common to adolescent boys. Rita Skeeter reports.

After losing his parents, fourteen-year-old Harry Potter thought he had finally found emotional solace in Hogwarts. However, he never expected that in a life that had already experienced a lot of pain, he would soon find another... To suffer another emotional trauma.

It is reported that the two girls Harry Potter likes already have other choices. The beautiful Miss Misson seems to have chosen another young and handsome wizard. If we only look at his appearance, that gentleman does seem to be more suitable for Miss Misson than the fourteen-year-old Harry Potter. (It’s over. Winter thought.)

Miss Granger is a plain-looking but ambitious girl who seems to have a soft spot for famous wizards. Harry alone cannot satisfy her appetite. Ever since Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker and hero of the last World Cup, arrived at Hogwarts, Miss Granger has been playing with the two boys' feelings.

Klum has clearly become smitten with the sly Miss Granger, whom he has invited to Bulgaria for the summer, insisting that he has "never felt this way about another girl".

But it was probably not Miss Granger's natural beauty that so obsessed these unfortunate boys. "She's really ugly," said Pansy Parkinson, a pretty, bubbly fourth-grade girl. "She probably made a love potion, and she's pretty smart. Yeah, I think that's what she is. made."

Love potions are naturally banned at Hogwarts, so Albus Dumbledore will undoubtedly need to investigate the matter carefully. Meanwhile, those with good intentions for Harry Potter hope that the next time he offers his true love, a more worthy candidate will be chosen.

"I told you!" Ron whispered to Hermione, who was looking down at the article. "I told you, don't mess with Rita Skeeter! She turned you into that...that kind of ****!"

The look of surprise disappeared from Hermione's face and she laughed mockingly. "□□?" she repeated, turning to look at Ron, trying hard not to laugh, her whole body shaking. "That's what my mother called them," Ron muttered, his ears turning red.

"Why did she write the three of us into that kind of relationship?" Winter said.

"Because she just wants you to get into trouble with me, and if that's the best Rita can do, she's not showing much skill," Hermione said, still giggling, tossing the magazine onto the empty chair next to her. , "A whole bunch of junk."

When several people were chatting happily, "Miss Granger, even though you have a colorful social life," a cold voice suddenly came from behind, startling all four of them, "But I must warn you, No whispering in my class. Five points from Gryffindor."

Snape took advantage of their conversation and quietly walked over to their table. The whole class turned to look at them. "Huh... Still hiding under the table and reading a magazine?" Snape grabbed the "Wizard Weekly". "Ten more points from Gryffindor... But of course, Potter needs to collect newspaper clippings..."

"Professor, don't be like this..." Winter wanted to stop Snape, but obviously, Snape had also read the magazine and was unhappy with the description above, "The Secret Sad History of Harry Potter... Oh my God, Potter, what's wrong with you again? He may be a different boy..."

Snape skipped Winter's paragraph and directly began to read the description of Hermione. He paused after each sentence, making the Slytherins laugh enough. Now, even Hermione's face turned red. .

"...must pick a more worthy candidate. How touching," Snape said sarcastically, rolling up the magazine amidst bursts of laughter from the Slytherins. "Well, I think it's best Separate the two of you so that you can concentrate on preparing the potion instead of just thinking about these messy affairs.

Weasley, sit here and don't move. Miss Granger, go up there and sit next to Miss Parkinson. Miss Misson, come to the table in front of my podium. Potter, you go to the first row, okay, move quickly. "

Snape followed and sat at his lectern, watching Winter.

"Sev...that woman is talking nonsense."

"If someone hadn't happened to explain it to me in advance, I think I would have believed it. Well, make your potion well. I have to go see our famous warrior."

Winter tinkered with her scarab absentmindedly and watched Snape and Harry whispering beside her.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the classroom. "Come in," Snape said in his usual voice. The door opened and the whole class turned to look. Professor Karkaroff walked in and everyone watched as he walked towards Snape's podium. He twirled his goatee between his fingers, looking restless. Winter pricked up her ears, trying to hear what he was saying.

Karkaroff hovered behind Snape's lectern for the rest of those two sessions.He seemed determined not to let Snape slip away after class.

After class, Winter, Hermione, and Ron stood outside waiting for Harry. As soon as he came out, he told the three of them everything he had just seen. "We'll find out tomorrow," Winter said.

"tomorrow?"

"Yes, we'll have to ask Sirius," Harry said.