HP meets at Hogwarts

On Monday, at lunch, Ann had finished eating, and Fanny, who was waiting for her to eat slowly, accidentally glanced at the long Gryffindor table and found that Hermione hadn't come.

"Why didn't Hermione come at noon today?" Ann asked.

Fanny stopped the knife and fork in her hand, and said as if recalling something, "At breakfast this morning, I saw her open a lot of letters by herself, as if there was an agreement. Early in the morning, five or six owls all flew Got to her, and then she ran out of the restaurant angrily as if she hadn't had breakfast."

"Lots of owls? Lots of letters? No breakfast?"

"Yes, that's right," said Fanny firmly.

An frowned and thought about it. There was also a certain reason for the sudden incident. What could it be?Suddenly getting a lot of letters?Who would suddenly write to Hermione?Still so many letters?What has Hermione been involved with lately?Ah! The Wizarding Weekly report.

"Oops! Fanny, eat slowly, I'll go to the school hospital..." Ann said and ran away in a hurry.

Ann ran to the school hospital and opened the door. In the empty school hospital, Madam Pomfrey was helping Hermione bandage her hands with gauze. The two of them were stunned when they saw An.

Straightening up, Ann tried to keep her breathing steady, so that she didn't look like she was rushing over, "Madame Pomfrey, good afternoon. I was just now. I noticed that you didn't come to eat, and I heard Fanny say You opened a lot of letters for breakfast, guess it should be related to that report, right? Is this the case?"

For the latter question, Ann asked Madam Pomfrey.

"It was splashed with pus from the undiluted babo tuber!" Madam Pomfrey said, "If it's according to what you said, this messenger is really abominable, even if it is medicated, it will take about a week Only then can it be better..."

"A week?" Ann frowned and looked at Hermione's hand, which was wrapped in thick gauze.

"Yes, one week." Madam Pomfrey said, "Okay, come over tomorrow afternoon to change your medicine, and now you can go to eat."

Ann accompanied Hermione out of the school hospital.

"Does it hurt?" Ann asked carefully, looking at Hermione's hand wrapped in thick gauze.

"It hurt when I was splashed, but it's okay now, it doesn't hurt that much." Hermione replied, but she felt happy in her heart. Although Ann covered it up after entering the door, she could completely see that the other party must be going all the way. Came running from the restaurant.

"Is it because of the report by Rita Skeeter? A group of readers who have nothing to do and are filled with righteous indignation but actually don't know anything read the report and sent you a lot of threatening letters because they thought Harry Potter was worthless? "An asked, she looked a little angry.

Hermione nodded.

"You will definitely receive it tomorrow. Don't open a copy of this kind of letter. It's best to throw it into the fire and burn it clean. Speaking of which, these people still just put babo tubers in it and there is pus. What if someone cast a spell inside?" Ann said angrily.

Seeing An's angry look, Hermione suddenly felt that she didn't hate Rita Skeeter so much. When she was in the school hospital, she wished she could catch Skeeter immediately and make her pay the price.

"Ah, yes, they can still send Howler letters, and it will be terrible if it explodes in the restaurant." After An finished speaking, she asked Hermione seriously, "Do you have any letters that you must receive recently? For example From a parent? Or from a friend?"

"My parents don't use owls to send letters. I usually send them letters. As for friends?" Hermione shook her head. "No one outside school will send me letters, but I recently subscribed to the Daily Prophet."

"Really? That's fine." Ann nodded.

"Ann, what are you going to do?" Hermione asked.

"I didn't do anything, I just asked my uncle to find a friend from the Department of Magical Communications to temporarily block your owl letter channel, so that you won't receive a roaring letter, and let the whole school know about the "Wizard Weekly"..." An didn't care Talking like it's a small thing.

"Okay, you don't need to worry about the letter, hurry up and eat, you haven't eaten breakfast or lunch, aren't you hungry?" Ann accompanied Hermione to the restaurant.

There was no one in the restaurant, but Fanny was waiting for Ann at the door of the restaurant, and Ron and Harry were standing with Fanny. They learned from Fanny that Ann had gone to the school hospital, and Fanny had also gone to the school hospital. The two learned from there that Hermione had received a letter from Babo Tuber with pus in the morning.

All three asked about the injury to Hermione's hand.

Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table, and Ann glanced at the remaining food on the Gryffindor table, and returned to the Slytherin table to serve several plates of food, finely cutting them with a knife and fork. It was just big enough to be forked and put into your mouth, and it was brought to Hermione.

"Here, this is more suitable for you..." An put down the food and glanced at his watch, "I'm leaving first... Remember to eat, if it's hard to do it, I think the two gentlemen should be happy to help you as a gentleman?"

Ann looked at Harry and Ron, who nodded quickly.

Fanny and Ann walked out of the restaurant, and Fanny looked at Ann with a silly smile on her face.

"Fanny, why are you looking at me like that? It's weird..." Ann asked.

"I see the possibility..." said Fanny meaningfully.

"What possibility? About me?" Ann asked suspiciously.

Fanny shook her head, and would say no more.

Easter is coming soon.Hogwarts has been redecorated in style again, and the students are used to having people in different uniforms walking around the school.

One night at the end of April, Ann said goodbye to Professor Sprout and walked to Hogwarts Castle, but she was stopped by Harry when she stepped on the stairs in front of the castle gate.

Panting, Harry asked loudly at Ann, "Ann? How are you... here? Have you seen Professor Dumbledore? Have you met anyone?"

"No, I didn't meet anyone else. As for Professor Dumbledore? He should be in the office, right?" Ann looked puzzled.

Harry started running at a sprint speed again, and in the process of running, he said loudly and almost roared, "Ann, you come here too... this is very important!"

"Hi!" Ann was about to say no, but Harry had already run up the steps and disappeared.

After standing still and thinking for a while, Ann muttered, "It's really troublesome..." and followed Harry's footsteps.

Panting, she and Harry ran to the door of the headmaster's office in the highest tower of the castle. In the middle of the empty corridor stood a stone monster.

"Ice—cold lemonade!" Harry panted to it.

Instead of jumping to one side, the stone monster stood motionless, glaring at Harry viciously.

"The password is wrong...Harry? Do you...know any other passwords?" Ann panted.

Harry shook his head, then as if suddenly remembering something, he turned around and started running downstairs again.

"Where are you... going?" Ann asked, following Harry.

"The staff room...Professor Dumbledore...maybe there!" Harry replied.

But before the two of them ran far, a cold voice sounded in the corridor.

"Stoke! Potter!"

The two stopped quickly and turned around. Snape had just come out of the secret staircase behind the stone monster, and the staircase closed behind him slowly.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to see...Professor Dumbledore!" Harry said, and he ran back down the corridor again, stopping in front of Snape, and Ann stopped behind Harry, panting, and she regretted listening. Lee's words followed.

Snape ignored Harry's words, and he stared at Ann with black hole-like eyes, "Stoke, I'm curious how a Slytherin student would stay with a Gryffindor if he didn't stay in the dormitory properly." The troublemaker is wandering around the castle at night?"

Harry was suddenly annoyed by Snape's term "troubleshooter". He didn't wait for Ann to answer, and shouted loudly, "I brought Ann here! She is very helpful for what I have to say to Professor Dumbledore next." !"

Professor Snape turned his eyes to Harry, "Potter, I didn't ask you, I was asking my own college students..."

"Professor..." Ann spoke quickly, lest the angry Harry would choke Snape again, "I met Harry on the way out of the greenhouse, and I just heard a little explanation on the way. To Mr. Crouch and the Triwizard Tournament...Professor, I think this news must be of great value to the Headmaster..."

Ann tugged at Harry's robes violently as she spoke.

The expression on Professor Snape's face was more indifferent than before, but he glanced at Ann, and said to the stone monster, "cockroach pile." The stone monster turned inward, and an upward passage appeared.

"Thank you, Professor!" Professor An Chaosnape sincerely expressed his gratitude.And Harry rushed impatiently through the open door.

Professor Snape stared at Ann, turned and left without saying anything.

After waiting for a while, Professor Dumbledore came out with strides, followed by Harry, who was explaining, "Mr. Crouch is in the forest, and he said he wanted to talk to you, that he wanted to remind you , he did a terrible thing, mentioned his son and Bertha Jorkins, and... and Voldemort, as if to say that Voldemort had grown stronger...."

"Really?" said Dumbledore, quickening his pace, and quickly hurried out into the darkness of night.

"He's behaving erratically," said Harry, walking briskly beside Dumbledore. "He doesn't seem to know where he is. He keeps talking, seems to think Percy Weasley is there, and then He suddenly changed, saying he wanted to see you... I told Viktor Krum to keep an eye on him."

"Really?" Dumbledore asked alertly, taking further steps, and Harry and Ann had to run to keep up. "Do you know who else saw Crouch? Stoker did too?"

Ann quickly shook her head.

Harry said with a bit of embarrassment, "She didn't see it, but I saw Ann on the way to the castle. I thought Ann would be helpful in this matter...so I pulled her along..."

After hearing Harry's words, Ann finally understood what happened. The matter of feelings had nothing to do with her, so she was just cheated. She couldn't help but glared at Harry complainingly.

But Dumbledore obviously still thought that Ann could help. After Harry finished speaking, Professor Dumbledore asked, "Stoke, if I'm not wrong, you are going back to the castle from the greenhouse, right? You Did you find anything strange when passing by the Forbidden Forest?"

"Well... by the way, on the way back, a lot of birds flew up in the Forbidden Forest near the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, but at that time I thought it was some creatures in the Forbidden Forest, so I didn't really care..." An recalled, "It's nothing else, and I didn't meet anyone else along the way."

Professor Dumbledore nodded, and Harry continued to explain, "Krum and I were talking at the time, and Mr. Bagman had just finished telling us about the third project. We stayed behind and saw Mr. Crouch came out of the forest—”

"Where are they?" Dumbledore asked. They had reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Beauxbaton's carriage could be seen faintly in the darkness.

"Over there," said Harry, rushing ahead of Dumbledore and Ann, leading them through the bushes.

"Victor?" Harry called.

No one answered.

"They were here just now," said Harry to Dumbledore. "They must be around here..."

"Lumos," said Dumbledore, lighting up his wand and holding it up in his hand.Ann and Harry also drew out their wands, which lit up a large area at once.

There were low bushes all around, but Ann saw a pair of feet with sharp eyes.

"Here!" Ann said and walked over there cautiously, while Harry and Dumbledore stepped forward at once.Krum lay curled up on the forest floor, looking delirious.There was no sign of Mr. Crouch around.Dumbledore bent down and gently opened one of Krum's eyelids.

"Passed out," said Dumbledore softly.He peered toward the surrounding trees, the half-moon mirrors glinting in the dim light of his wand.

"Shall I call someone?" said Harry. "Madam Pomfrey?"

An Ze held up his wand to vigilantly illuminate the surroundings, and with the other hand he clasped a small round object in his pocket.

"No," said Dumbledore quickly, "stay here." He raised his wand aloft, pointing in the direction of Hagrid's cabin.Something silvery shot from the wand, and like a pale bird, it flickered among the trees.Then Dumbledore leaned over Krum again, pointed his wand at him, and whispered, "Resuscitate quickly."

Krum opened his eyes, his face blank.He struggled to sit up as soon as he saw Dumbledore, but Dumbledore put a hand on his shoulder and told him to lie still.

"He hit me!" Krum murmured, covering his head with his hand, "That old lunatic hit me! I was watching where Potter went, and he hit me from behind!"

"Lie still for a while," said Dumbledore.

There was a sound of thunderous footsteps in their ears, and Hagrid appeared out of breath, followed by Fang.He holds his bow and arrows in his hand.

"Professor Dumbledore!" he said, eyes widening. "Harry! Ann! How do you—?"

"Hagrid, you send Ann and Harry back to the castle, you two hurry back to the dormitory after you get back to the castle, and then you go and call Professor Karkaroff," said Dumbledore, "his student was beaten. Then, please inform Professor Moody again—”

"There's no need, Dumbledore," said a low voice, wheezing, "I'm here."

Ann quickly grabbed the wand and pointed to the source of the sound.

Moody was limping toward them on crutches, his wand also lit.

"Oh, Roland girl, take it easy..." Moody said to Ann, who put down her wand, but she still stared at Moody warily.

"What's the matter?" said Moody. "Damn legs, should have come sooner...Snape seemed to say that Crouch—"

"Crouch?" Hagrid asked puzzled.

"Hagrid!" Dumbledore cut Hagrid sharply.

"Oh, yes...no problem, Professor..." Hagrid called Harry and Ann after finishing speaking, "Fang Fang goes first, you two follow Fang, and I will go last."

"But, Professor?" Harry didn't want to go.

"Harry, I want you to stay in the dormitories tonight. Whatever you want to do, like send some owls out to deliver letters or something, but not until tomorrow morning, you know what I mean?"

"Well, well, I understand." Harry looked at Dumbledore and replied slightly disappointed.

On the way back to the castle, Hagrid asked why, and when he met Crouch after learning that Harry was walking with Krum, he said angrily, "Why are you walking with that Krum? He is Durmstrang's, Harry! He's probably trying to kill you here, isn't he? Hasn't Moody taught you anything? Imagine being tricked into unconsciously--"

"Krum's fine!" cried Harry, as they climbed the stone steps leading to the hall. "He didn't mean to kill me, he just wanted to talk to me about Hermione -"

"Hermione?" Ann exclaimed.

"I'll warn Hermione, too," said Hagrid solemnly, thumping up the steps, "you guys have to deal with these foreigners as little as possible. They can't be trusted with anyone. Alright, you guys go back to the dormitory! I have to find Karkaroff quickly!"

"Krum talked to you about Hermione?" Ann asked Harry, once Hagrid had turned his back.

"Yes, he obviously also read Wizard Weekly. He wanted to ask me what the relationship between Hermione and I was. I told him that we were friends! I wanted to talk a little bit later, but then Crouch appeared!" Harry explained.

"So, did he ask any other questions?"

Harry shook his head, "No, that's all he asked. At first, his expression was quite scary..."

"Okay, got it, let's go back to the dormitory. Goodbye." Ann waved to Harry and walked towards the stairs leading to the dormitory.

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