HP meets at Hogwarts

"Why?" Hermione asked.In fact, at the beginning of the semester, she could see that Peeves seemed to be afraid of Ann, but Ann didn't answer directly at that time.

Ann, who was in a great mood, looked at Hermione with a curious face, and felt that it was no big deal to tell about Peeves, so she began to explain to Hermione.

"Do you know who Peeves fears most at school?"

"Professor Dumbledore? Bloody Barrow?"

"In fact, the order should be Bloodman Barrow and Professor Dumbledore. There is one thing that Bloodman Barrow must never ask, you know?"

"Well, I can't ask how he got the blood on his body."

"Yes, and I happen to know what happened to the blood on him."

"What? I was actually curious when I entered the school, but I never saw it in "A Piece of Hogwarts School History", nor in "Introduction to Hogwarts Ghosts". I haven't seen it in the book "Source and Ability"..." Hermione counted a long list of book titles and finally stopped, staring at Ann with glowing eyes.

"Hermione, this period of history will definitely not be written in books. In fact, you won't see many things in books..."

"Yes," Hermione suddenly became indignant, "A Piece of Hogwarts History never talks about house-elves, Ann, you've read this book, you know that in the more than 1000 pages In the book "Hogwarts, a School History", there is no mention that we are jointly oppressing a hundred slaves! Maybe it should be called "A Revised Hogwarts School History", or Call it "A Biased and Selective History of Hogwarts, Where the Dark Side of the School Is Covered"..."

Hermione began to tell the history and encounters of all the house elves she found, "There is such a passage in "The History of Magic in the Middle Ages" describing the life of elves..."

Finally, when Hermione and Ann walked up to the portrait of the Fat Lady in Gryffindor, Hermione hadn't finished her tirade.

"Are you two going to talk here until tomorrow morning? I'm still going to bed!" After Hermione stood in front of the portrait and talked to Ann for a minute, the Fat Lady made a dissatisfied voice.

Only then did Hermione notice that she was standing in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, the gatekeeper of the passageway in Gryffindor's common room, and her face flushed suddenly, "Okay... Ann, I'm here..."

Ann looked at Hermione with a funny face, it turned out that Hermione talked like this.She smiled and said, "It's okay, Hermione, I have to say, your words are very convincing..."

Reaching out from her schoolbag and taking out a small cloth bag wallet, Ann took out two silver Sickles and handed them to Hermione, "I decided to join SPEW, of course, I have to add that I definitely can't wear anything other than the family crest. Badge. But if one day you want to see the house-elves, maybe I can help you, well, good night, see you tomorrow." Ann waved to Hermione, turned and went downstairs quickly.

Hermione took Ann's two silver Sickles, and after watching Ann run downstairs, she happily gave the password to the fat lady and entered the Gryffindor common room.

On the morning of Friday, October 10th, when Fanny dragged Ann upstairs for breakfast, she found that the Great Hall had been decorated overnight.Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each one representing a Hogwarts house: Gryffindor on red with a golden lion, Ravenclaw on blue with a bronze eagle, and Ravenclaw on yellow. The one with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the one with a green background and a silver python is Slytherin.Behind the teacher's desk hung the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms: a lion, eagle, badger, and snake joined together, surrounded by a large letter H.

There was a sense of anticipation in the air that day.In the classroom, no one was paying attention to the lectures. Everyone thought that the people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.

When the bell for changing the time on Friday afternoon rang early, all the students hurried to their respective dormitories, put down their schoolbags and textbooks as instructed, put on their cloaks, and rushed to the hall in three steps at a time. Deans of colleges are ordering their own students to line up.

The Slytherin House team was sorted out first, of course partly because the students in Slytherin House were the smallest of the four houses, but most of the reason was because of Professor Snape's gloomy face, he only said coldly After saying that they should be arranged according to grades from lowest to highest, the Slytherin students lined up the team silently.Then the Ravenclaws lined up, and then the Hufflepuffs, the most numerous, lined up, while the Gryffindors were still laughing and shoving noisily.

Professor McGonagall was sternly correcting each student's grooming. "Weasley, put your hat on straight." This was addressed to the Fred and George brothers. "Miss Patil, take that ridiculous thing out of your hair." Frowning unhappily, Parvati pulled a large butterfly headdress from her braid.

After glancing at Professor McGonagall who walked to the end of the Gryffindor team, Professor Snape said in his usual cold tone, "Okay, we've been waiting for the slowest academy for a long time, let's go, let's go!" The graders go first."

Malfoy raised his head, and looked contemptuously at Harry and the others as he passed the Gryffindor team with an arrogant look.In fact, most of the students in the Slytherin school walked out of the hall without looking sideways and without saying a word. They were proud of being the first in their house to organize their team and walk out of the hall.

Ann stood between Millis and Fanny. This position was chosen by her specially. When Ann and Millis offered to stand behind her, Millis was very happy, but Fanny was very puzzled.

"Ann, why are you standing behind Milis? That way you might not see the students of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang." Fanny euphemistically expressed the problem of Millis' figure.

"Compared to that, I'm more afraid of the cold. It's the end of October now. It must be very cold outside. Standing behind Miris can block the wind blowing from the lake... Besides, it's dark outside, and there are three grades in front of you. In fact, I can't see much, in fact, the welcome party tonight can take a good look at the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang." An said honestly.

"Okay..." Fanny accepted Ann's reason, and thought that what Ann said was reasonable.

It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.Hogwarts students stood facing the large lake in front of the castle, and a cold wind blew across the lake from time to time.

"It's almost six o'clock, Ann, how do you think they're going to come? By train?" Fanny asked Ann in a low voice, and most of the people around them were talking in low tones.

"Broomsticks?" Millis added back. "It's too far, Milis. Minors can't ride a broom across the country," Fanny replied.

Millis shook his head and said, "Portkey?"

"It's possible..." Fanny said, but she looked at An and motioned for An to say something.

Ann folded her arms tightly, and the hood of the cloak had been worn by her to prevent the wind.

"Oh, it's so cold... I said that a long time ago, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, the three major schools in Europe have started fighting openly and secretly, so the two schools will definitely prepare for a dramatic It’s not as simple as you think to show off the way to get there.”

The chirping and excited discussions turned into the sound of teeth chattering after gusts of cold wind blew past. Many first-year freshmen standing in the front row began to tremble with their cloaks in their arms.

At this moment, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers, shouted—

"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the representative of Beauxbatons has arrived!"

"Where?" many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" shouted a Ravenclaw sixth year, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A monstrous creature, much larger than a broomstick—or a hundred broomsticks, at least—was racing across the dark blue sky toward the castle, growing bigger and bigger.

"It's a dragon!" screamed a Gryffindor first-year, too excited to know what to do.

"Don't be silly... it's a house flying!" exclaimed a Slytherin third year.

The Slytherin third year's guess was closer. … As the black mass flew over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, illuminated by the lights from the castle windows, they saw a huge powder-blue carriage flying towards them.It was as big as a house, and it flew in the air by twelve winged horses, silver-maned horses, each as big as an elephant.

The carriage flew even lower and was landing at an incomparably fast speed. The students standing in the first three rows hurriedly backed away—then, there was a loud noise—the horseshoes fell on the ground with a thud, and everyone was shocked. It's as big as a vegetable plate.In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on the huge wheels, and at the same time the golden horses shook their huge heads, and their big fiery red eyes rolled around.

A coat of arms was stamped on the door (two golden crossed wands with three stars emerging from each), and the door swung open.

A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent over, fumbled for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase.He jumped back reverently, and the students at the front of the line saw a shiny black high-heeled shoe—the size of a child's sleigh—protrude from the carriage—followed by him. A woman appeared, about the size of Hagrid.

This woman, when she entered the light that fell from the hall, was seen to have a handsome olive face, with large, dark, watery eyes, and a very pointed nose.Her hair was pulled back in a shiny bun at the base of her neck.She was wrapped from head to toe in black satin, and at her neck and thick fingers gleamed with many rich opals.

Dumbledore began to applaud, and the classmates clapped along with them. Many stood on tiptoe, trying to see the woman more clearly.

Her face slackened, a graceful smile spread out, and she walked towards Dumbledore with a gleaming hand.Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely stooped to kiss the hand.

"Dear Madame Maxime," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a low voice, "I hope you are well."

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"My student," Madame Maxime said, waving her huge hand nonchalantly behind her.About a dozen or so boys and girls got out of the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxime.Judging from their appearance, they are all about eighteen or nine years old, and they are all trembling slightly.This was not surprising, for their robes seemed to be of fine silk, and neither wore a cloak.Several students covered their heads with scarves or hoods.

Maxim chatted with Dumbledore for a few words.Madame Maxime then said majestically to her students, "Come on." So the Hogwarts crowd cleared a passage for her and her students to walk up the stone steps.

After a while, a very loud and strange sound floated towards them from the darkness: a muffled rumbling and sucking sound, like a giant vacuum cleaner moving along the lake bed...

"In the lake!" Li Jordan shouted, pointing to the lake, "Look at that lake!"

Standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the grounds, they could clearly see the calm, dark surface of the water—but it was suddenly not calm.There was a commotion in the water in the middle of the lake, huge splashes rose on the water, and the waves crashed against the wet shore of the lake - and then, right in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, like a huge plug suddenly coming from the bottom of the lake. pulled out...

A long black pole slowly rose from the whirlpool...then everyone saw the sail rigging...

"It's a mast!" someone screamed.

Slowly, with great grandeur, the great ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight.It looked eerie, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a wreck that had just been salvaged, and the portholes flickered with a dim, misty gleam that looked like ghostly eyes.Finally, with a rumble of splashing water, the big boat came out completely, tossed over the undulating water, and began to head towards the shore of the lake.Moments later, they heard a thud, an iron anchor dropped into the shallow water, and then another thud, a plank on the shore.

The people on the boat began to go ashore, and when they got closer, everyone realized that they were a group of very large people wearing thick fur cloaks.The man who led them to the castle wore a different kind of fur: silvery white, soft and smooth, much like his hair.

"Dumbledore!" the man shouted enthusiastically as he walked up the slope. "How are you, my dear old man?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

Karlov's voice was mellow and sweet.When he stepped into the light from the castle's main entrance, they saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short and his goatee (tipped in little curls) was not fully covered. Hold his thin chin.He walked up to Dumbledore and shook Dumbledore's hand with both hands.

"Dear old fellow Hogwarts," he said, looking up at the castle, smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, "it's good to be here, it's good to be here... Viktor, come here , warm up... you don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a bit of a cold..."

Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to step forward.And when the boy came to the light, whispers started in the line.

Ann recognized the man with a striking aquiline nose and two thick, black eyebrows as the Chaser of the World Cup Bulgaria team - Viktor Krum.

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Morocco Travel Theater ([-])

In a holiday villa on the Mediterranean coast of Morocco, Hermione sat on a chair, looking down at her watch from time to time.

This person told herself to sit here on time at five o'clock, but she was not punctual.

With a soft snap, An apparated behind Hermione, and she quickly reached out to cover Hermione's eyes who wanted to turn around.

"Don't move, close your eyes~ I have a gift for you!" An leaned to Hermione's ear, and said playfully, and then blew, and Hermione's ears immediately turned red, "Don't steal look~”

"Okay." Hermione closed her eyes obediently.

An Song took off a pair of headphones from his neck and put them on Hermione's head.

"Don't open your eyes until you finish listening~" An's voice faintly said outside the earphone.

After a brief blank sound, Ann hummed a melody softly, and then a piano sound gradually sounded.

With the sound of the piano, Ann sang a song in a low voice.

Soft voice, beautiful melody...

One song is over.

Ann helped Hermione take off her earphones just as the last note hit.

"Okay, you can open your eyes..." Ann said in Hermione's ear.

Hermione opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was that the previously empty table had been set up with delicious food, and the tableware was neatly placed.

Ann went to the seat opposite Hermione and sat down, looked at Hermione's puzzled eyes and said, "I wrote the song you heard just now for you. French date."

Hermione's eyes lit up, and then she covered her mouth and sneered.

"Hermione!?"

Hermione stopped laughing, but she could tell she was holding back, "Ann, this song is beautiful, really, and the lyrics are also very good... But when you talk about French dates, I can't help but think of Eiffel That date at the Iron Tower..."

Ann's expression changed in an instant, she stopped arranging the napkin, and her tone became much weaker, "That time, that time... it was because I didn't think so much all of a sudden, and I also encountered many emergencies..."

Hermione looked at Ann narrowly, and said, "But Ann, you were so cute when you were silly..."

Blushing all of a sudden, An Wen said angrily, "What's so stupid, I... was just..."

Hermione decided not to tease Ann any more. She stood up, walked in front of Ann, tidied up the napkin that Ann was pulling, then bent down and kissed Ann gently on the other's lips, looking at Ann's mouth. The eyes said, "Ann, I like this gift very much."

"Hmph," An Bian pursed his lips, "It's useless for you to say these things now, I'm angry...unhappy..."

"Then, well..." Hermione looked at the other party's aggrieved eyes, and was helpless, "Then what do you say?"

"Punish you..."

"what?"

Ann pulled the napkin that Hermione had arranged for her, put her arms around Hermione, and let her sit on her lap.

Due to the height difference, Hermione could sit firmly on Ann's lap.

A smirk flashed across Ann's face.

Seeing Ann's expression, Hermione said badly in her heart, and hurriedly tried to stand up.

"I agreed to be punished~" Ann hugged Hermione tightly, not letting her break free, followed by a long kiss.

"Ann, if you don't eat, your good food will be cold..." After a long kiss, Hermione hoped that the food would divert Ann's attention.

"Oh? Really?" Ann said, "Okay, then feed me...I want to eat the dish on the left..."

"..." Hermione resignedly picked up a pair of chopsticks.

"I don't want to eat this...you eat it yourself..."

"..."

"This piece of meat is too small, I want a bigger piece..."

"... "

"Well, I want some sauce..."

"... "

"Ah... I want to drink a sip of orange juice..."

"... "

"It's delicious, tsk tsk, I want another piece..."

"... "

"I think…"

"Ann Roland Stoke!?" said Hermione, looking into Ann's eyes angrily.

Amber eyes rolled around, and then turned into an aggrieved look, and An said pitifully, "Hermione, you yell at me, it's been a long, long time since you yelled at me last time..."

"What on earth do you want?" Hermione looked into the other's eyes and said helplessly.

"Well, well, I forgive you for yelling at me this time, and then I will eat whatever you feed me...ah---" Ann opened her mouth wide, looking like she was waiting to be fed.