HP meets at Hogwarts

Ann got up from bed the next morning, and when she went downstairs, she found only Obie (the house elf) cleaning in the living room. As soon as he saw Ann, he ran into the kitchen, "Oh, Obie is going to cook the morning , Miss Stocker."

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry, Obi..." Ann stopped Obi, "Didn't Uncle Aaron come back after he left last night? Where's Le Ke?"

Aaron sent Ann back last night, told her to go to bed, and then apparated back to the competition venue to deal with work, while Le Ke was introduced to Obi by Ann, and asked Obi to pack a sleeping bag for Le Ke. place.

"Oh!" Obie stopped in his tracks and explained in a sharp voice, "Master Aaron didn't come back after going out last night, but Miss Roland came back once. After hearing that you fell asleep, Miss Stoke, she asked Le Ke went back through the fireplace, and then she disappeared..."

He must have gone to work again. If something like this happened at the World Cup, I don't know if the Ministry of Magic will hold him accountable.

Aaron and Dinah came out of the fireplace together when Ann finished breakfast, both looking tired.Ann quickly got up and walked in front of the two of them, and Obi also brought the hot breakfast that Ann ordered on the table.

Without asking about the troubles that happened in the World Cup, Ann just pushed the two of them to sit at the table, stood behind Dinah and rubbed each other's shoulders to help her relieve her fatigue.

"I read it in a book about China during my summer vacation. This method can relieve fatigue... You guys eat breakfast quickly, can you take a rest later? It is best to sleep..."

"Xiao An, when you arrive at Hogwarts, you must send Momo to write to me right away, okay?" Aaron said to Ann while standing on the platform, rubbing Ann's hair.

Ann nodded seriously, and stretched out her hand to help Aaron straighten his clothes. Aaron's clothes had scorched patches all over the place. It was because wizards kept sending a lot of shouting letters to the Ministry of Magic. Open the Howler letter and it will explode.

"Okay, Aaron, but I advise you not to change into a new set of clothes if you still have the Howler letter... You don't have many clothes in your closet..."

"Got it..." Aaron said with a smile. After Ann got on the bus, he waved to Ann, and then he rushed out of the platform, intending to rush back to the Ministry of Magic. It became a mess, and this incident also greatly affected the activity he was in charge of.

Since it was still early, Ann pushed the box and randomly found an empty compartment in the last carriage to put the box away, took out a notebook with a worn-out parchment cover, and began to read it. It was from the Roland family library. Take a notebook.

It was raining heavily outside the car window, and big raindrops slapped on the car window, but it didn't affect Ann's reading mood at all. In fact, the more she read, the more Ann felt admiration for the owner of this notebook, Keton Sharp. more hearts.

"Ann? Good morning!" Three greeting voices sounded in the compartment. When Ann looked up, she saw only three boxes and an owl cage (which contained Ron's owl piglet) and Crookshanks. in the compartment.

The voices of Harry, Ron and Hermione sounded from outside the cubicle, saying goodbye to the Weasleys.

So Ann lowered her head again and began to look at her notebook.

"Hmph! Why don't they just want to tell us what happened?" Ron complained as the compartment door was pulled open, "Bagman would rather tell us what happened at Hogwarts, remember? , at the World Cup? But my own mother refused to say. I really don’t know..."

"Hey..." Ann said dissatisfiedly and quickly hugged the notebook in his arms. Ron was talking, and a lot of water droplets splashed around his body. "You..." Ann looked up, the coats of the three people who came in were all soaked, and there were scratches on their hands, necks and faces.

"Did the three of you fight with something in the rain just now?" Ann asked suspiciously.

Ron ignored Ann's words, he grabbed his suitcase and put it away angrily and sat opposite Ann.Hermione took out a clean towel from her schoolbag and wiped her hair, but it undoubtedly made her hair more messy.

"It was raining heavily when we came out of the Weasleys' house, and we took a taxi today... it was a bit crowded, and Crookshanks was startled by the car's horn on the way... get out of the car It was raining all the time," Hermione said, and sat down next to Ann after wiping her hair and body to stop the dripping water.

Harry put the suitcase on the luggage rack and sat beside Ron. He said, "Mrs. Weasley told us one thing, but she didn't tell us, and said that the regulations would be amended...that's why Ron was angry..."

"Hmph, Bill, Charlie already knows, and so does Percy, why didn't you tell us?" Ron said angrily.

"Mrs. Weasley said that tonight Professor Dumbledore would..." Hermione wanted to explain but she stopped mid-sentence.

Because An took out a small glass bottle containing a transparent ointment and a pack of cotton swabs from her schoolbag, pulled out the cork, and said to Hermione, "Don't move, I'll apply some ointment for you..."

Hermione immediately straightened her back and remained motionless like a statue.Ann dipped a little ointment from the glass bottle with a cotton swab, turned to face Hermione's face, and began to help her apply the ointment to the scratched places on her face.

"If Headmaster Dumbledore told us tonight, couldn't they tell us a few hours in advance?" Ron said dissatisfied.

"Charlie said..." Harry was interrupted by Ron as soon as he opened his mouth, "don't tell Percy that I mentioned this... you know, this is 'Top Secret Information until the Ministry of Magic sees fit Only then can it be announced' Well, Percy tells us top-secret information every day, doesn't he just want us to ask him..."

Hermione completely ignored the conversation between Harry and Ron. She froze and stared motionlessly into Ann's eyes. Her amber eyes were staring at her seriously. She just felt that her mind was very confused now.

The cool ointment was applied to the wound, and the hot feeling before disappeared, but Hermione began to feel that her face was getting hot.

"Okay..." Ann helped Hermione paint the invisible scratches on her face and neck, and then sat up straight.Taking a new cotton swab and dipping it in some ointment, Ann gave the cotton swab to Hermione, "Wipe the scratches on your hands..."

She handed the swab and ointment to Harry again, "You two wipe it on too, do you know that you look like cats who lost a fight now?"

After speaking, An took out a half-opened magazine from her schoolbag.

Harry took the ointment and the swab, and Ron and Ron began to help each other apply it.

"Ann, why do you keep ointment and cotton swabs in your schoolbag?" Hermione asked concerned, most people usually carry ointment with them when they have nothing to do, and the bag containing the cotton swabs was torn open, and the ointment was also used. Should have been used many times before long.

Turning to the next page of the magazine, Ann replied casually, "I originally bought it for Uncle Aaron. After the World Cup incident, the Ministry of Magic received shouting letters every day, and they exploded before they could be opened. His face and neck were covered with blood." It was burns and abrasions... so I went to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Wounds and Wounds and got some ointment, which is also available at the school hospital..."

"We've all seen it in the Daily Prophet, the Ministry of Magic is in a mess after the World Cup incident..." said Hermione.

At this moment, a familiar drawn-out voice sounded in the corridor of the carriage.

"...you know, father really thought about sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knew the headmaster of that school. Well, you know what he thought of Dumbledore— The man liked Mudbloods so much—Durmstrang wouldn't let those scumbags go to school. But my mother didn't want me to go to school that far away. Father said Durmstrang took black magic Much more reasonable attitude than Hogwarts. Durmstrang's students are really learning the Dark Arts, unlike us, learning some shitty defense..."

It was Malfoy's voice. "So he thinks Durmstrang is a better fit for him?" said Hermione disapprovingly. "I wish he'd gone to school there earlier so we wouldn't have to put up with him."

"Is Durmstrang a wizarding school too?" Harry asked.

"Yes," said Hermione, "it has a terrible reputation. According to the European Evaluation of Magical Education, this school takes the Dark Arts very seriously."

"I think I've heard of it," said Ron vaguely. "Where is it? What country?"

"Very few people know," said Hermione. "Why?" Harry asked.

"There is always fierce competition between the various wizarding schools. Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are willing to keep their locations hidden so that no one can steal their secrets," Hermione replied solemnly.

"Come on," said Ron, laughing, "Durmstrang must be about the size of Hogwarts—how can you hide a big castle?"

"But Hogwarts is hidden." Hermione said, and she glanced at Ann. "Anyone who has read "Hogwarts, A School History" should know. Hogwarts castle was destroyed. Magic, Muggles looking at it, can only see a pile of dilapidated ruins, with a sign hanging at the entrance saying DANGER, DO NOT ENTER, NOT SAFE."

"Okay..." Ron stopped asking, he just muttered, "But someone will know, otherwise how would it recruit students, and I must have seen Durmstrang somewhere...or heard... "

"You will probably hear the names of these two schools again soon..." Ann flipped through a magazine and said casually.

"Ann, what does that mean?" Hermione asked.

An looked around at the three of them, and then looked back at the magazine in his hand, "Did you know that there were students from Durmstrang School in the World Cup Bulgaria team?"

"Huh? Really?" Harry asked in surprise.

Ron almost jumped up, he excitedly took out a small model from his pocket, it was Viktor Krum, he held up the small model and said excitedly, "I remember, it's Krum! He's from Durmstrang, I read about it in a magazine! He's only this year!"

Then Harry and Ron started talking about the wonderful players and moves in the Quidditch World Cup. Ron also took out the small sculptures of the Irish team that Ann gave him as a Christmas present, and several small sculptures flew around in the box go.

Hermione was not interested in the Quidditch they were discussing, but she was interested in the book Ann was reading. Ann finished reading the magazine and took out a book with a worn cover.

"What book is this? Why doesn't it have a title?" Hermione asked.

Ann took out the bookmark from the book, "It's a book that introduces the characteristics of rare plants. I found it by accident in the library at home. I plan to take a look. There are several interesting places here. Look, and Sp Professor Lauter said differently..."

It was noon soon, and Ann was already hungry, but the small carts selling snacks and food hadn't arrived yet, and finally An stood up impatiently, "Don't wait, I will take the initiative to find her! Okay Hungry..." After finishing speaking, he quickly opened the car door and went out.

Before Harry, Ron, and Hermione could react, Ann went out, and the three of them were stunned for a while.

"I think the only thing Ann cares about is eating..." Ron muttered when he recovered.

"But this Ann is very cute..." Hermione said with bright eyes.

"Cute?" Ron's eyes widened as if he had heard an incredible sentence, which made Hermione glare at Ron.

"Actually, Ann is really cute and beautiful. I heard Seamus and Dean say it more than once, and many seniors from other colleges said that Angelina said that Ann looks very similar. Her little sister, polite and not as annoying as the other Slytherins..." said Harry.

"What?" Hermione was agitated. She leaned forward, fixed her eyes on Harry, and asked urgently, "Did anyone else say anything to Ann?"

"Uh...no more..just something I've heard..but they're talking more about Fanny...you know, Fanny..." This time it was Ron's turn to get excited, "What did anyone say about Fanny?" Ni?"

"Don't ask me!" Harry said struggling, "Occasionally they would chat about people from other houses before the Quidditch match relaxed...that's all I know..."

"Well, well..." Hermione sat up straight, "Maybe I can ask Ginny or Lavender, they must know something..."

"I'll have to ask Seamus and Dean..." said Ron.

Ann held a piece of pumpkin pie in her mouth, and when she returned to the cubicle with a bunch of snacks, she was taken aback by the strange atmosphere in the cubicle.After putting down the snacks and taking a bite of the pumpkin pie, Ann said vaguely, "Are you all hungry? The trolley is two cars away from here. Do you want to eat something to fill your stomach first?"

The author has something to say:

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and I wish you all a Happy Year of the Rooster!By the way, I wish you luck every time you grab a red envelope!