HP meets at Hogwarts

The next day, Saturday.

"Well...Fanny, don't you think it's still too early?" Ann was dug out of the quilt by Fanny early in the morning, and at this moment she was half-closed eyes, following behind Fanny sleepily.

"But you have to get up so early to know who has put their names into the Goblet of Fire! Ann, you promised to come last night and you have to take part in it..." Fanny said enthusiastically.

"Uh... well then..." Ann said vaguely.

"Ann! This is a grand event for hundreds of years! It's still held at Hogwarts!" Fanny said excitedly, "And we will be witnesses of history! This event will definitely be included in history Books! You know, maybe we can meet the person who won that great honor in a few months, think about it, this person is still an unknown student, but in a few months he will be the whole UK, even Europe The most famous person at a time, and I heard that the "Daily Prophet" will follow up and report on this event..."

"The Daily Prophet is the newspaper with the largest circulation in the UK. Almost every wizard's home in the UK subscribes to it, and it has a large circulation in the entire European magic community!"

"Hmm..." Ann nodded confusedly.

Entering the foyer, Ann and Fanny were not the first to arrive. There were already a dozen students standing or sitting around looking at the Goblet of Fire, and some students were eating bread with their hands.The cup stood in the middle of the hall, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually stood.A thin gold line was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, round the cup.

"Has anyone put a name in?" Fanny asked a Ravenclaw girl sitting on a bench arranged around the Goblet of Fire.

The girl shook her head, "Not yet..."

"Great." Fanny pulled Ann to an empty bench. "Ann, you sit here first, I'll bring you breakfast?"

"Hmm..." Several sounds similar to um came out of Ann's throat.

When breakfast is brought, Ann will be alive and well again.Fanny thought that she would help Anduo get some food later, so she walked into the restaurant.

An sat with her hands in the pockets of her cloak, staring dazedly at the blue-white flames on the Goblet of Fire. She was half conscious, and the blue-white flames danced.

Hmm... there's a beautiful flame that beats like... like... a lullaby...

"Be careful... Ann..." Hermione held Ann's shoulders, preventing Ann from falling in front of the chair.She got up early in the morning, and she was naturally interested in who in Hogwarts would participate in the Tournament, and Harry and Ron were more interested than her.

Hermione came out of the dining room and saw Ann when she entered the foyer. She was wondering why Ann got up so early, but Ann's head was shaking and she almost fell forward. He rushed up at the fastest speed and supported Ann.

"Oh? Hermione? Good morning..." Ann's eyes narrowed, she straightened up, took out a hand from her pocket, patted the seat on the right side of the bench, and muttered, "Sit ..."

Hermione glanced at Ann, who was half asleep, and sat next to Ann suspiciously. Unexpectedly, Ann's head leaned up and rested on her shoulder. Hermione stiffened all of a sudden.

"I'm so sleepy..." Ann muttered vaguely, "Let me lean on my shoulder..."

Harry and Ron witnessed the whole process of what happened, and their impression of Ann was changed again. It was amazing that someone could sit up and fall asleep.

This was what Fanny saw when she returned to the hall with a pile of food bags in her arms.Harry and Ron stood discussing in low voices the people from Beauxbatons who had come to vote for names, while Hermione sat stiffly, with a small head next to her head, and the owner of the head was sleeping.

"It's really..." Fanny said, walking to Hermione and Ann's chairs, and put all the food paper bags in her hands on the chair on the other side of Ann.

"When did she fall asleep?" Fanny asked Ron softly.

"Probably...probably a few minutes ago?" Ron said uncertainly.

Fanny glanced at Ann and Hermione, and finally decided to stand and discuss with Harry and Ron.

"Has anyone signed up for Hogwarts?" asked Fanny.

"Haven't seen it yet anyway..." said Ron.

"It's also possible that someone put a name in it while we were sleeping last night," Harry said. "If it was me, I would have done it...and didn't want people to see it. You think if the cup crumpled up your name and threw it out, What a shame!"

At this time, a group of people came in from the entrance of the hall, surrounded by Cedric Diggory, the sixth-year Hufflepuff prefect, and many people from the Hufflepuff house laughed and pushed him towards the door. The Goblet of Fire went.

"Wow, it's Diggory!" said Fanny happily, "and here he is."

"Hmph, I think he's just like that, a good-looking flamboyant, just like Lockhart!" said Ron sharply.

Fanny retorted eloquently, "No, Diggory is the second in grade, and he is also the Seeker for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. He is an excellent student."

"That's just your personal opinion." Ron retorted not to be outdone.

"Ann also said that Digory is a great wizard, and she often met him in the greenhouse! She also spoke highly of Digory!" Fanny had an expression that you couldn't refute.

Ron snorted and turned his head away.

After hearing Fanny's words, Hermione couldn't help turning her head to look at the sleeping Ann. The distance was so close that she could even see the trembling of the other's eyelashes.

About ten minutes later, some people from Ravenclaw College also came, threw their names into the Goblet of Fire, and then stood around the Goblet of Fire to watch.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the entrance of the hall, and the Gryffindor sixth graders surrounded Fred George and came into the hall. Their friend Lee Jordan (the resident commentator of the Quidditch game ) cheered the most.

Fred and George, each holding a small glass bottle filled with a dark blue liquid, shouted, "We did it! Aging agent!"

Almost all the Gryffindors in the hall applauded.

"Hmm..." Ann responded vaguely, reached out and rubbed her eyes, moved her head away from Hermione's shoulders, half-closed her eyes and asked Hermione, "Dinner is ready?"

Hermione couldn't help being amused by Ann's words. Ann really cared about food all day long.

"Isn't it?" Ann opened her eyes, glanced at the surrounding situation, and realized that she was in the hallway.

An's face remained unchanged, and she calmly accepted the fact that she fell asleep in the hall. "So it's here." Then she turned her head towards Hermione and raised a big smile, "Hermione, thank you very much. Treat you to something delicious some other day."

"Okay... okay..." Hermione nodded.

Seeing Fred and George surrounded by a group of people, Ann stood up and stretched, and then spotted the food paper bag on the bench with sharp eyes.

Unceremoniously opening a paper bag, Ann handed it to Hermione first, "Do you want to eat?"

"I have already eaten…"

"So early?" Ann said, and began to deliver bread to her mouth, and sat down on the bench, looking at the two brothers, Ann asked vaguely, "What are Fred and George holding in their hands?"

"Aging agent, it seems that the two of them have just prepared it." Hermione said.

"Oh?" Ann swallowed the bread and said.

"I don't think they will succeed." Hermione said, and Ann turned her head to look at Hermione.

"I mean Dumbledore will definitely take this into consideration. You know, Dumbledore said that this competition can only be participated by students over the age of 17." Hermione explained quickly.

Ann nodded approvingly, smiled maliciously, looked at Fred and George who were drinking aging potions among the booing crowd, and said, "Let's wish them good luck."

Fred was the first to reach the edge of the age line and stood there, swaying on tiptoes like a diver about to jump from a fifty-foot platform.Then, with every eye in the hall watching, he took a deep breath and stepped across the line.

For a split second, many people thought that Fred had succeeded, and then George yelled triumphantly, followed Fred and jumped forward, standing inside the line.

But then a hissing sound was heard, and the twins were thrown outside the golden circle, as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out.They fell in pain on the cold stone ground ten feet away, and they were humiliated beyond the physical pain.With a loud crack, the same long white beards emerged from their chins.

The people in the hall burst into laughter.Even Fred and George couldn't help laughing when they got up and saw each other's white beards.

Ann, who presciently stopped eating after Fred and George jumped in, was also laughing.

"I warned you," said a low, amused voice, and everyone turned to see Professor Dumbledore coming out of the Great Hall.He looked at Fred and George with a twinkle in his eye, "I suggest you both go to Madam Pomfrey. She is already nursing Miss Fawcett in Ravenclaw and Sarah in Hufflepuff." Mr. Mers, they also made up their minds last night to make themselves a little older. But I must say, their beards are far less beautiful than yours."

Fred and George left for the hospital, and Lee Jordan accompanied them.

"Hey, Ann, are you awake?" Fanny said with a smile, walking to the bench from the Goblet of Fire crowd with Ron and Harry.

"Just woke up for a while." Ann said, she looked in the direction Fred George left, with a smile on her face, "They are still so funny..."

Several people chatted briefly, and then several people threw their names into the Goblet of Fire. There were also seniors from Slytherin College who voted in their names. It was Wallins from the sixth grade of Slytherin, Qui The Chaser of the Ditch Team.

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