Together [HP]

Harry knocked on Hagrid's door, and Fang's muffled barking was immediately heard in the room.

"Finally!" said Hagrid, opening the door. "I thought you little fellows had forgotten where I lived!"

"We're so busy, Hay," said Hermione, when she stopped suddenly and looked up at Hagrid, obviously speechless in astonishment.

Hagrid was wearing his best (and very ugly) shaggy brown suit with a yellow and orange checked tie.That's not the worst, though: he's clearly tried to straighten his hair, using a lot of machine grease and the like.His hair was now neatly combed into two bundles, and perhaps he had intended to wear a ponytail like Bill's and found that he had too much hair.This attire didn't suit Hagrid.Hermione stared at him blankly for a moment, then apparently decided not to comment, saying, "Well, where's the wreck?"

"Out there in the pumpkin patch," said Hagrid cheerfully, "they've grown so big, they must be three feet long now. There's only one problem, they're starting to kill each other."

"Oh, that sucks, isn't it?" said Hermione, giving Ron a glare to stop him from speaking.Ron had been staring at Hagrid's odd hairstyle, and was just about to open his mouth to make a comment.

"Yeah," said Hagrid sadly, "but that's all right, I've got them separated and put in boxes now. There's probably only about twenty of them."

"Ah, thankfully," said Ron.Hagrid didn't catch the irony in the sentence.

Hagrid's hut consisted of only one room, with a huge bed in one corner covered with a patchwork quilt.The same huge wooden table and chairs stood in front of the fire, and above it hung a great pile of gammon and dead birds from the ceiling.Hagrid started making tea, and they sat down at the table, and soon they were talking about the Triwizard Tournament.Hagrid seemed as excited about it as they were.It's just that Hermione looked absent-minded, looking out the window from time to time.

"Just wait," he grinned. "You'll see. You'll see things you've never seen before. The first item is..."

A knock on the door interrupted Hagrid's words, Harry and Ron both frowned disapprovingly, but Hermione looked very unhappy.She snorted and looked at her teacup.

"She really has Veela blood!" Just as Hagrid opened the door, Jacqueline couldn't wait to say, with a smile all over her face, "Just like I guessed."

"Yeah, I guess you enjoy talking in French," said Hermione sharply. "Maybe you want to invite each other to your house."

"She's not my friend, why would I invite her? Besides, our house is not easy to come to, you haven't seen me inviting you and Pansy, have you?" Jacqueline walked in, took off her cloak, and was very happy He took the seat next to Hermione and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Tell me exactly how you asked." Ron said excitedly. "They look so proud."

"They ignored me at first." Jacqueline took a swig of her tea, looking parched.

Hermione snorted and said in a low voice, "There are times when you are ignored."

"But then I introduced myself that my father was Harris. As you know, Hermione, the Harris family is quite prestigious in France. Coincidentally, one of them was also named Harris, probably some distant cousin of mine. Well. After that, things went much smoother. I first told him that I really like their campus, which is located in the Pyrenees, surrounded by beautiful lawns and mountains, and then I asked some things about their school, Everyone likes others to praise their school, as if it makes them better than others, and in the end, I euphemistically said Furong, that girl."

"You're starting to call her Fleur," Hermione snapped, but Ron motioned her not to interrupt.

"Fleur Delacour," said Jacqueline, "I say our boys are overwhelmed by her looks as soon as she comes on."

"And women," said Hermione.

"This aroused their dissatisfaction." Jacqueline looked at Hermione, not understanding why she had been targeting herself today, "They all told me that it was just because she had Veela blood, and her grandmother was a Veela." She also had a piece of her grandmother's hair in her wand, and her nine-year-old sister Gabriel came with her. Neither sister seemed popular at their own school, though."

"That's really great." Hermione said with a smack of her mouth, "Then you finally exchanged communication methods with each other! Anyway, it's not a long way from Paris to their school."

"I just want to find out if she has Veela blood, and I don't want to be friends with her, so why do I need her communication method?" Jacqueline said a little strangely, "By the way, Hagrid, Hermione has contacted you Talk about SPEW?"

"What's a SPEW?" asked Hagrid, sitting by the warm fire, darning his socks.

"Hermione is determined to stand up for the rights of the house-elves," muttered Ron. "She hopes to free them one day."

"It's not a good thing for them, Hermione," he said solemnly, threading thick yellow yarn through a thick bone needle. "It's their nature to take care of humans, and they like that, understand? They would be sad not to have them work, and it would be an insult to them to pay them."

"But Harry freed Dobby, and Dobby couldn't be happier!" Hermione said, "And he's working at Hogwarts now, and Dumbledore pays him wages and vacations."

"Yeah, yeah, there are some weirdos in every creature. I don't deny that there are a few weird little elves who want to be free, but you'll never be able to convince most of them to be free. Really, it's not Possibly, Hermione."

Hermione looked very annoyed, and stuffed the badge box into the pocket of her cloak.But Jacqueline took the badge box out of her pocket again.

"But dragons like to breathe fire, and we can't let them breathe fire at will." She said, "It will be a matter of liberating elves completely and giving them complete freedom like centaur or werewolf. No one can say for sure. But we shouldn't take them too far. Like you Hagrid, I apologize if I go too far, you like Fantastic Beasts and you like being at Hogwarts, but if One day Professor Dumbledore didn’t pay you, didn’t give you vacations, and made you work all the time. Although he let you live here and give you food, he didn’t have any spare money or the opportunity to buy what he liked Things, even," Jacqueline pointed to the clothes that Hagrid was mending, "only give you a fur or the most basic clothes, do you like this kind of life?"

"I'm not like them," he said. "I can't say, but I still think it's impossible."

"No one thought Sirius Black was innocent before last year." Jacqueline put the badge in front of Hagrid, "I know you are a kind-hearted person, and you also think that we should treat everyone friendly kind of a creature, isn't it. And, you'll support Hermione, as she'll always support you. Just two Sickles, Hagrid, think about it, if one day it actually works out, yours Your name will be recorded in history, and your avatar may be put on the chocolate frog, just like Dumbledore, Merlin and other great wizards. This does not mean that you are not great now. But in the future, it will say liberate house elves Herald, Rubeus Hagrid."

"Well, I really don't think..." Hagrid put down the bone needle in his hand, his face was a little flushed, and he looked at the badge, "but, okay." He stood up and picked it up from a worn pocket He took out two silver Sickles, "I still don't think you can make it, Hermione, but good luck."

"It seems that I have completed my task as a consultant." Jacqueline stood up and looked at them with a smile, "I have to go back first, and there are still a lot of things to practice. Then see you at dinner, I think I can do it at that time I know who the warrior is now, Merlin, I really hope this matter ends soon, who knows what will happen." She picked up the cloak hanging on the side, opened the door and walked out.

"I hate her smooth talk to death," said Hermione, frowning. "She's always cheating like this."

"But you have to admit that her method is very effective." Ron pointed to Hagrid, who was pinning his badge. "As far as her convincing power is concerned, she should also have the blood of Veela. Can you ask me if you have time? What she said, I really hope you can succeed. Maybe one day my name can also Put it on the chocolate frog."

"You know she's lying, don't you!" Hermione whispered. "Nobody is going to be put on a chocolate frog for that reason!"

"Maybe, Hermione, maybe." Ron said with a dreamy expression, he seemed to see his own face appearing on the chocolate frog.

"I think it's a very good decision to have her as an adviser." Harry nodded. "It's much better than having me as secretary and Ron managing the money."

The afternoon passed quickly, and when Jacqueline entered the candlelit auditorium, it was almost full of people.The Goblet of Fire has been moved.It now stood in front of Dumbledore's empty chair on the staff table.The underage students who cheated past the age line, with their chins bald again, seem to have embraced their failures.

"I want you to cheer for Digory." When Jacqueline and Malfoy sat down, Pansy handed them a badge with Diggory's face on it, "Don't use your tricks Fool me, Jacqueline!"

"How do you know that the dress code I mentioned is just made up?" Jacqueline asked back, "Do you need me to put that book in front of your eyes?"

"That's you, Malfoy!" Pansy called back to Malfoy, "I've seen other badges on your robes before."

Malfoy glanced at Pansy, curled his lips, "Well, I'd rather Hufflepuff than Gryffindor."

The Halloween dinner was much more elaborate than usual, and the house elves in the kitchen below showed their housekeeping skills.Since they had time to rest, they worked harder, as if to prove that they deserved the pay.

People in the auditorium kept looking up, with anxious expressions on every face.Everyone fidgeted, standing up every now and then to see if Dumbledore had finished eating.Pansy, like them, was eager to finish his plate and find out who had been chosen as a Hogwarts champion.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot.Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.Ludo Bagman was smiling and winking at the students from various schools, while Mr. Crouch looked uninterested, almost bored.

"Well, the Goblet is about to make its decision," said Dumbledore. "I reckon it will take another minute. Listen, when the names of the champions are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the Great Hall and walk along the staff Desk walk over to that room next door." He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk, "they'll get their initial instruction there."

He took out his wand and gave it a wide swing.Immediately, except for those candles in the jack-o-lantern, the rest of the candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.The Goblet of Fire was shining brightly now, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-and-white flames of sparks were dazzling.Everyone was watching, waiting... Several people kept looking at their watches...

"Soon," Malfoy whispered.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out.Then, a tongue of flame shot into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out from it, and everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore caught the parchment and held it far away so that he could read the writing on it by the light of the flames.The flame then returned to blue-white again.

"The champion of Durmstrang," he said in clear force, "is Viktor Krum."

"No surprise at all!" Malfoy yelled, as applause and cheers filled the auditorium.Viktor Krum stood up from Malfoy's side and walked listlessly towards Dumbledore.He turned to the right, walked along the staff desk, and entered the next room through the door.

"Fantastic, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared like a bell, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you're destined to be a warrior!"

The applause and conversation gradually subsided.Everyone's attention was now on the goblet again, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again.The second parchment leaped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

"It's her." Pansy said dully, she turned to look at Jacqueline, Jacqueline just applauded symbolically, since she knew her identity, Jacqueline completely lost interest in her.I saw that girl who looked like a Veela stood up gracefully, flicked her shiny silver hair, and walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

"Oh look, they're all disappointed," said Malfoy over the din, nodding to Beauxbaton's other representatives.Jacqueline believes that the word "disappointment" is used too lightly.The two girls who were not selected burst into tears, buried their heads in their arms, and cried sadly.

When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, and this time there was a strong excitement that could be tasted in the silence.Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts warriors.

At this moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks splattered, and the tongue of fire soared high into the air, and Dumbledore drew a third parchment from the tip of the tongue.

"Hero of Hogwarts," he cried, "is Cedric Diggory!"

"They're going to fight at last!" Pansy cried, but no one heard it except Jacqueline, and the cheers from the nearby table were deafening.Every Hufflepuff was jumping up and down, screaming and stomping, when Cedric walked past them, grinning brightly, towards the room behind the staff desk.Indeed, the applause for Cedric lasted a long time before Dumbledore silenced everyone and listened to him.

"Great!" Dumbledore exclaimed cheerfully when the uproar finally subsided. "Now, our three warriors have been chosen. I know I can count on all of you, including Beauxbatons and To the rest of Durmstrang, you will definitely go all out to support your warriors. By cheering for the warriors, you will also make a great contribution to this event."

But Dumbledore stopped abruptly, and everyone could see what caught his attention.

The flame in the goblet turned red again.The sparks crackled and sputtered.A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and a piece of parchment was held on it.

Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand as if subconsciously, and grabbed the parchment.He held it far away, staring at the name written on it.There was a long silence, with Dumbledore staring at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall staring at Dumbledore.Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud.

"Harry Potter."

"He was joking," Pansy growled in surprise.

"Someone wants to harm him." Jacqueline frowned.

"That's great!" Malfoy smiled sinisterly.

Everyone in the auditorium turned to look at Harry, who seemed frozen and motionless.

There was no applause, and a hum began to fill the auditorium, as if countless angry bees were chirping.Some students even stood up, in order to get a better view of Harry, but Harry sat stiffly in his seat, as if frozen.

Professor McGonagall stood up at the guest table, walked quickly past Ludo Bagman and Professor Karkaroff, and whispered eagerly in Professor Dumbledore's ear, Dumbledore listened attentively, frowning slightly I frowned.Both Professor Snape and Yuna covered their mouths and communicated in low voices, then Professor Snape shook his head invisibly.

Harry seemed to open his mouth to say something, but he spoke too lightly, and Pansy couldn't see his lips clearly, but the students at the long Gryffindor table behind him all had their mouths wide open, looking dazed, Staring blankly at him.

At the guest of honor, Professor Dumbledore straightened up and nodded to Professor McGonagall.

"Harry Potter!" he called again. "Harry! Come up here, please!"

Hermione gave Harry a slight push.

Harry stood up, stepping on the hem of his robes, tripping slightly.He walked down the passage between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables.Hundreds of pairs of eyes were fixed on him, as if each eye wished it could be a searchlight.The buzzing buzz grew louder.What seemed like an entire hour passed before he finally reached Dumbledore, and he felt the eyes of all the teachers on him.

"Well... go through that door, Harry," said Dumbledore, without a smile on his face.

Harry walked past the staff desks.Hagrid sat at the far end, and he didn't wink, wave, or say hello as he usually did.He seemed completely taken aback, just watching Harry pass by, as dumb as everyone else.Harry went through the door and out of the Great Hall.

"I think the banquet is over." Dumbledore stood up and said, "every house student goes back to his lounge. All professors please go back to rest, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Please come with me. Filch, please inform Professor Moody to come, we may need his expertise. Oh, and Professor Graham, please come with us."