HP If Scorpius was born by Harley

Recently, the golden boy of Gryffindor has always appeared in public places with a troubled face. Well, it is a public place, but it is actually the hall during the meal time, the classroom during the class time, and the public rest of Gryffindor room only.

"It's unbelievable, he doesn't even go to the Black Lake!" A senior Hufflepuff who can only meet the savior during meal time and rest time cried to her friends. She is very obsessed with the savior, so every time she looks for She met him by chance in various opportunities, even though it was constantly rumored that Harry Potter would be Malfoy's future wife, she was not willing to give up.

What a woman who bravely pursued for love...

Although there are many little wizards who are troubled by the more difficult savior, but none, even one person dares to challenge the authority of the head of the Snake Academy.

The little animals raised their heads, watched with tears in their eyes as another little eagle was scolded by the black-faced Professor Snape who was full of aura and wiped away their tears, then they all trembled...

Although the confinement of the savior is still difficult, and the curiosity [gossip] of the little animals is still burning, life still has to go on, and the Triwizard Tournament is still coming.

At the end of October, the UK has become very cold, and with the rain, the weather has even reached the point of biting.

Harry wrapped the robe tightly around his body, hoping to warm himself up, and Hermione, who was shivering beside him, was trying to cast a warming spell on himself, even though it was not very useful in the cold wind .

"Honestly!" Hermione gave up her spell in a bit of embarrassment, she rubbed her cold arm, her voice was very thin, "Why do we have to come out to meet him, instead of staying in the warm hall and reading. "

Harry grinned and moved his eyes to another friend.

Ron's clothes were actually no different from Harry and Hermione's. He didn't even tighten the belt of his robe, but he didn't seem to feel the cold at all, and looked at the sky excitedly.

A pink-blue carriage the size of a house appeared in the sky. The carriage narrowly passed the forest of the Forbidden Forest, roared towards Hogwarts, and almost ran into a few Gryffins who were standing closer to the front. Too many, Harry didn't stand very far, he was stomped hard by a Hufflepuff who hurriedly retreated, and jumped away grinning.

Amidst the noise, for some reason, the blue-eyed savior reflexively looked at the platinum nobles surrounded by the fourth-year Slytherin. Sure enough, he was looking at him, and his gray-blue eyes were full of ridicule towards Harry.

Harry snorted coldly, ignoring the little future Death Eater.

And Astoria, who has been keeping an eye on Draco, said: ...

Since the savior of Gryffindor appeared, he has been paying attention to him.

Harry turned his head to look at the carriage parked on the wet/slippery ground with some strange anger.

Then Harry saw the tall Madame Maxime from Beauxbatons and twelve boys and girls in aqua-blue robes and the tall boys from Durmstrang in the stunning mast-ship.

After a preliminary greeting with the other two principals, Dumbledore led the way to the hall and walked towards the Great Hall.

Although the deans of the various colleges had warned the little animals to be calm in advance, when they saw Victor Krum, even some little snakes couldn't hold back.

Once again, Harry stared dumbfounded at the hordes of Hogwarts critters trying to surround the tall boy who had caused a sensation from the start.

There were not only boys from various colleges, but also some excited girls. He even saw some arrogant Slytherin girls with lipstick and handkerchiefs.

Of course, Harry's shocked expression is not unexpected at Hogwarts at this time. After all, although Victor is very famous, there are always some Ravenclaw nerds, Slytherin arrogant snakes, and some uninterested people. Little animals, Harry has one with him.

Hermione tightened her friend's robe, and after being hit by a shoving lion cub again, she couldn't bear it anymore. She couldn't help complaining to Harry: "It's terrible, I just want to watch quietly now." Book for a while."

The blue-eyed savior was noncommittal, and when he saw another over-excited little badger pushing in Hermione's direction, he pulled his friend away, wanting to help him block the dense flow of people, after all, she was a somewhat thin girl.

But he didn't expect that his small body due to long-term malnutrition in his youth was not much stronger than Hermione, so all the small animals present saw the Savior and the Gryffindor mobile library spinning around like a spinning top.

After entering the auditorium, Hermione and Harry took a deep breath. They walked tremblingly to the long Gryffindor table and sat down. They were obviously frightened by the enthusiasm of the little animals. Ron Deliberately sat on the side facing the door, because Krum and his companions were still surrounded by the door, and it was obvious that they were not sure where they would sit.

In the end, Beauxbaton's students chose to sit at the Ravenclaw table, while Durmstrang's students chose the Slytherin table.

In this regard, Ron seemed very disappointed. He shouted that he could give Krum his own bed, and he chose a folding bed. Unfortunately, no one wanted to listen to his nonsense.

After the Hogwarts halls were quiet, Dumbledore began to speak: "Ladies and gentlemen, ghosts—especially guests, good evening." He then smiled at the students from other schools, "You are very welcome Come to Hogwarts. I hope and I believe you will be comfortable and happy here."

A girl from Beauxbatons, still clutching the scarf on her head, let out a sneer, which must have been a sneer.

"Nobody's forcing you to stay!" Hermione, who had always respected Dumbledore, growled at her in a low voice.

"The game will officially begin after midsummer," Dumbledore announced. "Now, please don't be too polite, and please eat and drink."

After Hermione growled, Harry and Ron were a little scared, and comforted this friend who had been in an annoyed state a little.

To be honest, it's normal for Hermione to be so angry, she can't stay quietly, and she has to stand in the cold for a long time waiting for someone, and she's being crowded and stumbling, and in the end, she even heard that someone disrespected them at Hogwarts professor.

To be honest, Harry and Ron deeply believed that Hermione was so angry because of the last point.

Sure enough, nerds are scary, and the two boys looked at the Ravenclaw kittens who made it clear that they were unhappy because of that Beauxbaton girl.

After dinner, the principal explained some requirements of the Triwizard Tournament. After learning that there was an age limit, most of the students were very angry. Ron, who wanted to express his dislike, was stared at by Hermione. Still bowed his head obediently.

After the hustle and bustle, it was time for rest. Harry dragged his tired body back to the Gryffindor common room with his friends. He was very grateful for the coming of the Triwizard Tournament. Then go down to the cellar again to deal with the dreaded potion ingredients.

During the period, the red-haired wizard was still muttering that Krum didn't live in Hogwarts, until the two separated from Hermione, and Hermione turned around and walked into the girls' dormitory side.

Seeing Hermione disappearing into the alleyway of the girls' dormitory, Ron suddenly asked Harry with some guilt: "Harry, you've been with Malfoy for so long [in confinement], how are you doing now? 【Did you develop any feelings】"

Ron hadn't dared to ask Harry the question he was so anxious about because Hermione had been there all the time.

Harry, who was sleepy, raised his green eyes and looked at his friend: "?"

Ron's eyes wandered, and he chirped and whimpered, "It's just...well, feelings should...forget it!"

He looked at the lion cubs in the common room, grabbed the confused Harry, and dragged him back to the dormitory, completely ignoring the rest of the lion cubs who were overwhelmed.

【Stayed for so long...】

[Yes... let's go on a date...] A little lion winked at his friend like this.

【how is the progress……】

[I'm sure it's a relationship, we're dating...] Another little lion whispered to her boyfriend.

So the next day, the topic of [The Savior and his suspected future husband Malfoy] has been secretly switched to [The Savior and Malfoy have secretly established a relationship as a couple, so it turns out that their miraculous relationship began]...

Ron, who has provided a great impetus to Deha's years-long journey of killing and loving each other in the future, still doesn't know what bad things he did at this time.

After Ron returned to the dormitory, he blushed and said to Harry with some embarrassment: "Harry... I just found out that Malfoy and Krum are very familiar..."

During dinner, that annoying Malfoy not only sat next to Krum, but also chatted with Krum all the time, that haughty and arrogant look was really annoying.

Harry shivered, his sleepiness was gone, his mind was full of the hateful face of Malfoy during the confinement period, and he looked at his friend in disbelief: "Ron!"

Ron stretched out his hand and waved it suddenly. He still felt that he had gone too far, and said to his friend a little dejectedly, "I'd better ask him to get his autograph."

The pair of gray-blue eyes full of disdain and contempt circulated in Harry's mind. He let out a hard "hum", pulled his clothes and went to his bed, and then threw himself into the main room. For a bed of red and gold.

He was obviously angry at what his friend said.

Ron touched his nose, ignored his friend who was in a period of rage, and went to lie down on his bed.

The next day, it was still raining, and the three of Harry didn't bring their umbrellas. They had no choice but to use the things in their hands to resist the cold rain a little. If they drenched like this, they would definitely get sick.

Several people and other small animals hurried to the auditorium, Harry patted some water droplets off his body, and shivered from the cold weather to express his discomfort.

"Wait!" The shaggy-haired witch suddenly looked at the book in Harry's hand, she couldn't believe it, "Harry, that's a book, you actually made him drench in water."

Harry was stunned, and he replied to his friend with a guilty conscience: "But this book has a waterproof charm, I think he should be less afraid of getting wet than me."

Hermione's face turned even darker, the witch's mood has been at rock bottom recently.

Today is Saturday, normally most students will have breakfast late.

However, it wasn't just Harry, Ron, and Hermione who got up earlier than usual on weekends. When they entered the entrance hall, they found that there were already a few people wandering around in the hall, some eating toast, but everyone was in the middle of the night. Take a close look at that burning goblet.

It was on the stool in the middle of the hall where the sorting hat was usually placed, and the floor around it was fished with a thin gold thread, forming a circle with a radius of ten feet around it.

Next, the Gryffindor trio deeply realized the unfathomable and terrible strength of Headmaster Dumbledore.

Harry watched with a dark face as another Gryffindor second year who tried to throw a note with his name into the Goblet of Fire with a wooden stick was thrown out, and then the second year Liu was sent to the hospital by his partner screaming. wing.

Ron shivered a little, he asked Hermione who had been reading in a trembling voice, "Hermione, how many people are here, are there enough beds in the medical wing?"

Hermione turned over a page and replied calmly, "It's the 16th person today, don't worry, the beds in the medical wing have been used up."

Then why worry about...

Ron thought of the tragic situation of his twin brothers, and said sincerely: "I hope George and Fred can return to their original state."

George and Fred drank the aging potion, trying to use it to deceive Dumbledore's age line, and then were successfully ejected, and grew gray hair.

Harry couldn't help laughing, which provided him with good laughs.

"Potter!!"

At that moment, a first-year Hufflepuff girl hurried in through the door, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling.

Harry looked at the little witch who ran up to him in a daze: "What's wrong?"

She stopped panting, and pointed to the door behind her: "Potter, yours..." She gesticulated, a little stunned, not knowing what to call Malfoy, after all, although everyone acquiesced in the relationship between the two, But the two did not admit it.

Although there have been rumors that the two have started a secret relationship recently, she still feels obligated to help the couple.

Suddenly, a fifth-year Gryffindor senior also ran in. His panic level was not lower than that of the little badger, but he was bolder than the first-year little witch. He said: "Harry, Malfoy, come quickly!" arrive."

So what does his coming soon have to do with me?

Harry's bright green eyes darkened, and there was no smile on his smiling face.

Some lions who felt something was wrong hugged their friends, and asked cautiously: "Didn't it mean that the two of them are sure about their relationship?"

How could this look be more terrifying than before, at least the previous savior would not turn so dark when he heard Malfoy's name.

A little lion continued to think deeply, and suddenly realized something and said to his friend: "Didn't you hear that the two of them secretly established a relationship? Potter must be upset that we know about the two of them... and he is shy."

Things are already heading towards Deha's path... Sure enough, the gossiping hearts of the little animals are so scary...

Sure enough, shortly after the senior senior came in and kindly notified him, the platinum nobleman brought a few fourth-year Slytherins into the auditorium, but he didn't even look at Harry, who was sitting not far from the gate, and walked straight towards him seat.

Harry looked helplessly at his friend who was still looking at the Goblet of Fire, "To be honest, Ron, I was with you and Hermione yesterday, why are there still these strange rumors?"

When he passed the common room today, he heard several people discussing about him and the damned Malfoy enthusiastically, and it seemed that things had made more terrible progress.

Ron was also a little puzzled, and he said to Harry, "The way they spread it makes me believe that the news is true...Harry, is it true?"

"Hey……"

Until the Halloween dinner, the night when the list of Goblet of Fire heroes was announced, the angry Harry still did not forgive Ron.

The Halloween dinner seemed to last longer than usual, maybe because it was their second feast in two days, or maybe because they were more looking forward to the list of heroes, and Harry didn't enjoy the elaborate preparations as much as usual. food.

The little animals all stretched their necks to look around, showing impatient expressions, and stood up from time to time restlessly to see if Dumbledore had finished eating. Like them, Harry only hoped to finish eating quickly to hear who was chosen.

Nobody wanted to miss this, and even the Gryffindor Mobile Library was a little on edge.

When the golden plates were at last cleaned and restored to spotlessness, the noise in the hall continued unabated.

But as soon as Dumbledore stood up, all the noise disappeared completely, and Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime stood on either side of him, and they looked as tense and hopeful as the others.

"Well, the goblet is almost ready, and we can make a decision," Dumbledore said, "It will probably take a minute, and the students whose names have been called, please go to the front of the hall and walk along the staff desk through this door Go to the next room." He pointed to the door behind the staff, "They will receive the first order there."

After bursts of blue-and-white flames, Beauxbaton and Durmstrang's hero have confirmed that Beauxbaton's hero is the beautiful girl who is said to have Veela blood, and she has a hair that is very similar to Malfoy. Platinum hair.

Harry's eyes wandered a little, and he suddenly remembered the little platinum figure, and then involuntarily looked at some bastard who had been talking to Goyle.

The warrior of Durmstrang was Victor Krum. Almost all the girls got excited, and many boys also stood up and said loudly: "I knew it must be him!"

Next is the candidate for the Hogwarts warrior that Hogwarts animals are most concerned about. The greatest white wizard of this century - Dumbledore held a piece of parchment and shouted loudly: "Hogwarts! The champion is - Cedric Diggory."

"No!" yelled Ron, no doubt disappointed, he had always thought the warrior was going to be a Gryffindor, but no one heard it except Harry, and the yelling from the next table was even louder.

The Hufflepuffs jumped up and screamed and stomped, genuinely happy for Cedric, who walked through them, smiling, towards the room behind the teachers' desk.

The applause for Cedric lasted for a long time. In fact, it took a long time for everyone to hear Dumbledore's voice, which was enough to show his popularity at Hogwarts.

But Harry was still a little shy. After all, Cedric's girlfriend was Cho Chang, the gentle and beautiful Ravenclaw. He didn't know whether he should applaud his love rival.

"Excellent!" Dumbledore was clearly overjoyed after the last uproar had passed. "Now that we have selected three players, I believe that all of you, including the remaining students of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang, will support your fighters wholeheartedly and with all your heart. Cheer for them, and your contributions will go a long way." It's very real—”

Dumbledore's words came to an abrupt end, apparently something distracted him.

But Harry didn't notice the pause of his respected headmaster, he kept peeking at that Cho Chang.

At this time, an accident occurred, and the Goblet of Fire spit out the list again. Dumbledore grabbed the parchment with some hesitation, unfolded it and stared at the name on it. He read out—"Harry Potter!"

Before Harry himself could react, there was a loud noise from the Slytherin table——

The author has something to say: It’s been a long time since I wrote this chapter... I typed it halfway and then deleted it, it was completely messed up, and then I got up at 1:[-] midnight last night and felt so good, so I typed it until [-] o’clock... Nima I just woke up now...

Also, I think different styles of writing will appear when typing in different moods. I originally wanted to write a cheerful article...why does it feel like a serious drama?