The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

After a while, during this period of time, Olin and I were always guarding Harry's side like a calf, but it was inevitable that Harry was still interviewed.

Finally, Harry walked out of an abandoned classroom with a sad face.

"He... he made a rumor that Hermione is my girlfriend! Isn't it obvious that Ron and Hermione's relationship is not obvious?! Isn't my relationship with Draco obvious?! I don't understand why he would do this explain!"

Harry roared angrily, kicked the door directly, and then broke the door...

"Uh...Harry, I think you need to understand that sometimes violence can't solve problems." Orlynworth blinked in embarrassment, and said in Dumbledore's exclusive tone.

"Oh, of course violence can't solve the problem, but I think it can solve this damn door, can't it?" Harry took a deep breath, looked at the door in front of him that had been destroyed by him, and stepped on it a little more angrily. foot.

"Damn it! Fuck your shitty girlfriend!" Harry stomped on the door again angrily.

"Uh..." Orlynworth looked helplessly at the irritable Harry in front of him, not knowing how to comfort him.

"I'll deal with it, Harry, the news is probably in the newspaper now... But I'll try to minimize the existence of this matter, let's see, which stubborn old man dares to scold Hermione!" Orinwo Si said with cold eyes.

His actions over the years have not been significant, and he has not caused the voodoo party to do anything excessive, but he has not deliberately managed it, which does not mean that those dirty things and dirty transactions have not stopped.

When the time comes, he shouldn't hide it.

He shouldn't have indulged those people, doing his own business at will, and doing those dirty deals at will, he should have taken care of them.

He thought with a blank face, narrowed his eyes, and smiled casually.

"Harry, don't be too pessimistic, I will deal with it..." Orlynworth said to him seriously, and glanced at the classroom that Harry walked out of before with some resentment.

There were two doors in that classroom, and the person who interviewed Harry must have gone out through the back door.

"It's really hard to guard against! I think they are suspecting that you... cheated?" Orlynworth whispered, and dragged Harry to the direction of the Gryffindor lounge.

"Uh... yes, he kept asking me if I was helped by other students to enter the Triwizard Tournament... Besides this, he also asked about the relationship between Hermione and me. I said it was just a friend relationship, and then he..."

Harry was so angry that he felt like he was about to explode.

"It's okay, when the third game comes, they will witness your strength, won't they?" Olynworth patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him in a low voice.

"Thank you... The person who interviewed me just now is really annoying... I thought he could be like Rita..." Harry sighed, not understanding why that person would go so far...

Oliverworth looked at him.

"I don't think you want to be the savior at all...always," Orlynworth whispered, looking at Harry's weary expression.

"Whoever wants to be this thing, I don't want to be it anyway. It's too tiring. There is no doubt about it." Harry nodded.