The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Ravenclaw witches seem to be going crazy after the latest Prophet newspaper comes out.

Qiu Zhang propped his face and sat beside Cedric, looking at this handsome boy with black hair, he stubbornly helped a Gryffindor witch sign his name under Krum's name. Name.

She saw Cyrus holding Stitch in his arms, following George and Fred furtively down the hallway.

"Have you read the latest Prophet?"

"Not yet... But I heard that apart from Harry Potter taking up a few pages, the rest are Hermione and Cyrus..." Cedric returned the quill to Qiu Zhang, no She scratched her ear curiously.

"Then you should really take a look. I have to say that Hermione helped Ravenclaw get a lot of votes~"

Cyrus, who was as hot as Harry, was behind the mirror at the caved-in secret passage leading to Hogsmeade.

The space inside was huge. From the entrance to the small door blocked by rubble, the space was almost the size of an ordinary classroom. George and Fred lit the torches on the wall.

The light illuminates the 'cave', and the musical instrument leaning against the wall...that's Stitch's ukulele.

It's a pity that it can't use the stereo at Hogwarts, but can only use loud spells...

"George! We're going to show off at the Christmas ball!!" Fred tapped the drum lightly, "Look at me, do I look like the drummer in the skeleton dance troupe?"

Ever since they saved enough Galleons to open a prank shop in Diagon Alley, having 'fun' as their first purpose, they soon began to try other things.

George and Fred can truly say 'a little bit of everything but study'...

"Ahem... what are you talking about? This is a surprise presented by the 'Jester' to his queen..." George pinched his nose and joked in a muffled voice, "Ms. Granger, when can I marry you?" he?"

"Shut up! These are all stories written by that unscrupulous gossip reporter!!"

Cyrus ticked his fingers impatiently, and a small piece of gravel from a wall shelf fell on the heads of George and Fred, but even when they kept their mouths shut, Stitch was laughing at the ukulele he.

This abandoned secret passage space was used by Cyrus and the others. Since the beginning of the fourth grade, Cyrus has attracted the twins Stitch and Weasley. Coincidentally, they happened to be against Muggles. interested in musical instruments.

Originally, he planned to send a small surprise on Hermione's birthday, but...they didn't have enough time.

After all, it was George and Fred who found it themselves, and they were keen to find something amusing to make them feel happy and at ease.

So, Stitch left his beloved ukulele in front of them that day...

"Just admit it, Cyrus...Look at what you're doing now, it's no different from what Rita Skeeter said." Explosion drummer Fred skillfully tapped a flower.

The unrestrained and concise bass drum and the crisp cymbal seemed to be infused with Fred's excitement. He looked at Cyrus who was getting awkward, and immediately cheered a few times.

"I'm now - finished!" Cyrus took a sip of the potion and moistened his throat.

But the bitter taste of the potion almost made him spit it out, it was really unpalatable... He forgot that this bottle of cough potion had not been mixed by Hermione, so it didn't have any fruity fragrance.

"Relax~ Maybe you should prepare some palliative potion"

"I'm not anxious!!" His voice was hoarse from practice.

"No, you did. Percy did the same thing before he confessed... What about you?" George looked at him from head to toe, "Could it be a marriage proposal? That would be great, next time we can see the big news... "

"I'm only 14!" Cyrus blushed, mentioned Stitch, and walked out angrily.

George and Fred clapped their hands and let out a strange cry of pride. They tidied up their things, and then asked him: "By the way, what should we be called...Even if we only show our faces once, we must have his name!"

"Hmm..ol...happy..ldplay?" Cyrus glanced at 'lead bass player' Stitch.

He cautiously got out from behind the mirror, and a golden hair ball flashed back and forth appeared at the corner of the corridor. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, Cyrus walked forward slowly.

Everyone was probably in the auditorium at noon. He pressed against the wall and touched the central courtyard all the way. Suddenly, a voice from behind the stone pillar stopped him.

"Although Granger didn't explain her great ambitions in the future... But her nickname is enough to show that she is determined to become the existence of 'Vader' in the magical world. She was born in a Muggle family, just like Cyrus , is the school's top student..."

It was Hermione. She was sitting on the stone chair, and when she noticed Cyrus approaching, she read word by word the newly released "Prophet Newspaper" this week.

Her pleated skirt was not pressed out, so that above her raised legs, there was an obvious shadow on the cuffs of the nylon white stockings, but when Cyrus looked away, Hermione would suppress it intentionally or unintentionally.

Only the heel of the left boot is on the ground, and the toe is slightly raised.

Hermione didn't seem at all ashamed when she read Rita's description of her, because she'd already been through it alone this morning...

Early in the morning, as soon as she woke up, Mandy covered her face with the newspaper.

"Stop talking...please" Cyrus begged, clasping his hands together.

"Ha~ According to what Harry revealed, Granger quickly captured Cyrus with his amazing beauty... It's unbelievable that this top student at Hogwarts... seems to be thinking about everything all the time way to make her happy"

Hermione didn't pay attention to him, even though Cyrus fell beside her, hugging his arms and waist...even though he put his head in her curly hair like he drank a bottle of wine after drinking dragon potion grind.

Following her words, Cyrus buried his face in her hair, motionless as if being stared at by the basilisk...

This Rita Skeeter... portrays Cyrus as a pet-like character who only wants to please Hermione, who portrays Hermione as a wizard who plays a game of power.

Especially when it is said that her club accommodates wizards from four academies, it almost portrays her as a student who looks like a mysterious person.

All that's left to say "Hermione Granger is the next Dark Lord", Cyrus?Maybe he was a fanatic like Bellatrix Lestrange?

Hermione's behavior is tantamount to being executed on the spot. This kind of lethality is second only to being in the public, telling others: 'He likes to sleep without clothes at night....'

"I'm going to kill her!!" Cyrus broke down, with a dull voice coming from her curly hair.

"Oh~ But she does some things well..." Hermione held her head high and said in a tone that wasn't majestic but complacent, "For example...she said you were a pet who just wanted to please people"

"nooooooo!!" Cyrus was ashamed to see anyone, "Why? You were the one who looked for me first when I was young!"

Here it is again, Cyrus's old method is to talk about Hermione when she was a child. Hermione admitted that she was indeed the one who "wrapped" Cyrus when she was a child, but it is undeniable that the later development...

Not only that, Rita Skeeter's article on the Triwizard Tournament is not so much a report on the game and the profile of the characters, but more like she is embellishing the object of wizards' close attention.

Cedric, Polyarco, Krum and other contestants were almost swept away.

Except that the first, second, and seventh editions are devoted to Harry, the rest are all about "the youngest security guard in the Triwizard Tournament" - Hermione Granger.

'This young, great, promising future master of spells, in her hands, can't make any waves, she charms him with her beauty and unknown means'

'According to some wizards who did not want to be named, the people of Slytherin were terrified of Granger...She was like a mountain on top of them, and they couldn't turn over for a day. ..'

'Cyrus, the wizard valued by Headmaster Dumbledore, was deeply controlled by Granger'

It's no wonder that Cyrus and Hermione seem to attract more attention than Harry, and they are closer to Hogwarts students, so many people almost regard this as 'theism'.

It's them!Witches headed by Ravenclaw! !

They've even come to treasure Rita Skeeter's little essays, so much so that Cyrus gets noticed wherever he goes from waking up in the morning.

"Isn't it good? You got the title as you wished..." Hermione smothered a smile and mouthed him.

"But not in this way!"

"Don't worry~ Poor Cyrus, I won't abandon you, I swear!" She deliberately raised her hair with her fingers and flicked it back and forth on the tip of his nose, "Hmph...are you worried about this? "

"No!" Cyrus sneezed, and when Hermione moved her leg and the boots rested on the back of his calf, he involuntarily shivered and got up quickly.

It's just Hogwarts... It's over, it's over!

God knows what it will be like outside of Hogwarts now, and what kind of gossip will be spread... Maybe there are already people chatting while drinking and playing chess in the Leaky Cauldron.

Damn Rita, she actually put Hermione and him in the column of the Triwizard Tournament? !

You must know that the relaunched Triwizard Tournament must have attracted the attention of many people, almost as many people as the Quidditch World Cup, so...you can imagine how many people will read this article.

In the auditorium, Pansy Parkinson of Slytherin was even more incredible.

"Amazing beauty? Why? Just her?" She waved the newspaper in her hand and said in a strange voice, "Is Rita Skeeter judged by chipmunks?"

Mandy and Lisa, who were about to swear, glanced at her and closed their mouths.

Cyrus passed behind her, snarling at Pansy with a dark face, "Yeah! I--damn-- just love it! Flowers! Chinchillas! I love it! And only Malfoy can see you!" Mean lion face!"

Pansy blushed and wanted to refute, but she didn't dare, she could see that Cyrus was agitated...

"What? You're watching me do it!" Cyrus wrapped a few pieces of toast and sliced ​​sausage with oiled paper, "I just like it! Is this the first time you guys know!"

His scalp was numb from everyone's stare, and Harry on the side lowered his head, thanking Cyrus for attracting firepower, and silently held up the pumpkin juice to him.

After finishing his breakfast, Cyrus ran out like crazy. He went to find Hermione to have breakfast together.

"Poor Cyrus, after all, Rita is driving her crazy..."

Mandy shook her head, crossed her chest with her right hand, and said with pity: "Merlin~"