war and peace

On Tuesday, Hogwarts was closed at noon.Compared to the first nervousness, Harry seemed very calm.He doesn't need to go to the Forbidden Forest to verify the existence of the fire dragon, he just needs to know Voldemort's attitude - the only variable is that Voldemort is unlikely to cause him any accidents, so he is worried that the project is too difficult?He might as well worry that it would be simpler and more practical.

After lunch, Harry left the Great Hall with Professor McGonagall who came to call him, and good luck was constantly being wished during this period.Inversely proportional to Harry's calmness, Professor McGonagall looked flustered.In fact, she could almost be described as anxious.

"How's it going, Harry?" she said, "We've got some wizards around, and if things don't go well, they'll step in and control the situation... I don't know how they'd agree..." Didn't know she was I wanted to talk about Harry's uncle and aunt or the referee team, but stopped halfway, "The most important thing is that you stay calm, I believe you have learned some useful tips from Professor Roald..." Professor McGonagall said While watching him, she was clearly worried.

"I'm fine." Harry nodded.He could see that Professor McGonagall didn't seem to know about Voldemort, that is to say, Dumbledore didn't tell others that he was watching the situation...

Professor McGonagall patted him on the shoulder—Harry had grown so much lately, she was obviously not doing this easily as before—and led him to the entrance of the tent.Harry opened the curtain and went in to see that the other two contestants were already seated inside.Fu Rong's face was very pale, not at all as calm as usual.And Krum's face was more gloomy than usual, obviously he was also very nervous.

"Come in, that's great, Harry!" Bagman, who was pacing the tent, cried happily when he saw Harry. "Everyone is here!" He held up a purple silk bag in his hand and began to explain the content of the first project to them.However, none of the three contestants showed a shocked expression. Like last time, the content of the competition had been leaked in advance.

Fleur pulled out a small green dragon, Krum caught a bright red dragon, and when it was Harry's turn, he felt a row of sharp thorns in his hand - the Hungarian Horntail.All the same results, except Bagman's quip: "Bad luck, Harry didn't catch the Welsh green dragon, I think you can handle them - my impression of the mascot show at the start of the World Cup profound!"

Following his words, Krum and Fleur looked at Harry together.Seeing their hesitant to speak, Harry was embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't do that..."

It's a pity that Bagman didn't listen at all.He winked narrowly at Harry, "Don't be shy...Mr. Gaunt, we all understand..."

Harry's face was completely red.Bagman was also in the top box at the time, and seemed to have stayed there for several minutes... Fortunately, he didn't continue, but asked them to get ready in the order of the number plates tied to the dragon's body. come out.

Fleur was the first, her feet were shaking when she went out.But he believed she would succeed, just like the last time.There were only two people left in the tent. Krum sat on a bench in the corner, listening to Bagman's commentary and the audience's exclamation from time to time, his face became more gloomy.

Fifteen minutes later, Harry heard a burst of cheers.Fleur passed... Krum stood up immediately and went out with his wand.Harry lowered his eyes slightly, and began to review the strategy he had envisioned countless times.

Soon, not long after, the third whistle sounded.Harry finally heard Bagman announcing his own entrance this time: "And now the third hero—Harry Potter!"

The audience was silent, and all the audience craned their necks, looking up at the entrance of the hedge when the Warriors entered.

Five seconds, ten seconds...

Half a minute, 1 minute...

The audience began to whisper, but still no one appeared from there.

"Mr. Potter?" Mr. Bagman, who was the narrator, couldn't hold back anymore, "We haven't seen him appear until now... It shouldn't be, he seemed the calmest in the prepared tent, didn't he? Did he get away with it?...Oh!" His voice suddenly rose high, and the whispers in the venue suddenly turned into exclamations, "No, this is unbelievable...he may have got it!"

In the few seconds when Bagman paused in doubt, in a nest of gray-brown dragon eggs, the conspicuous golden egg suddenly disappeared out of thin air.Everyone watched this happen in front of their eyes, and couldn't help shouting.These sounds seemed to bring the Hungarian hornet, which was still staring vigilantly at the hedge, back to its senses. It followed the focus of everyone's attention, looked down at its nest, and then let out a long, angry howl towards the sky.At this moment, Harry had already left its spraying range. He lightly released the magic state on his body, and used his wand to suspend the suspected missing golden egg high in the air.

"It's amazing!" "It's unbelievable!" "How did he do it?" The people in the audience almost exploded.Everyone was sighing, incredulously asking those around them what was going on.Several people in the referee's bench were equally surprised, Barty Crouch's eyes widened, Madam Maxime had stood up from the chair, Dumbledore sat up straight, and Lestrange briefly After the shock, he showed a hard-to-find smile.

"They told me that Mr. Potter used a fairly advanced invisibility spell, which allows people to completely blend into the surrounding environment without being able to see it at all-to be honest, I haven't seen anyone demonstrate this spell yet, so What an eye opener today - Apparently Mr Potter did the same spell on the golden egg... and of course there must have been a flying spell, silent speed... I gotta say it's all pretty advanced Magic requires a very powerful magic power to be cast, and Mr. Potter has clearly demonstrated his ease of application..." The audience listened to the sudden realization, and Ludo Bagman's voice was almost drowned out by their cheers .

"Simply wonderful, Potter! I can't believe that you have mastered such advanced spells!" Professor McGonagall said loudly, and Harry thought he should have received a very high praise, because from McGonagall It is not easy for Professor Ge to say words of praise. "It's actually true...you should have told me that you know this!" Her voice was both proud and dissatisfied.

"Harry, you're amazing!" Hermione ran down from the audience with a voice close to screaming, "It took the shortest time and was unscathed!" She circled Harry, as if to make sure she Are you right? "Incomparable! Harry!" When she was finally sure that Harry was fine, she excitedly gave him a firm hug.

Tom who followed down couldn't help but frowned, but in the end he only said one sentence: "Good job."

"Thank you." Harry grinned, keeping his eyes on him, letting go of the agitated Hermione lightly, then hugging Tom and sneaking a kiss next to his ear.

At this time, a group of wizards had rushed to the field, trying to get rid of the roaring hornet.The three of them stood together at the edge of the field, watching the judges in the golden high chairs on the right score Harry.The crowd in the auditorium was turbulent, shouting that Harry should be given full marks.

Madam Maxime had already sat back, and pointed the tip of her wand to the sky, and a spray of something like a silver ribbon sprayed out, forming a number, "10".

Next came Mr Crouch, who also spouted a "10".

Then there was Dumbledore, who gave ten.

Ludo Bagman - 10 points.

The last referee, Lestrange, raised his wand, and a number—"10"—soon appeared in the air.

"Full marks, Harry!" Hermione shrieked excitedly, her hand clutching Harry's arm, which Harry suspected was bruising.Luckily at this moment Ludo Bagman spoke again, which saved Harry's arm.He sent the warriors back to their tents, and he had something to add.

Harry nodded to Hermione and Tom, and walked into the tent alone.After him, Fleur and Krum came in together.

"Perfect," Fleur praised sincerely. "I think Bagman is quite right. You can deal with them very easily indeed."

"Hmm." Krum spit out a monosyllable.Harry noticed that his face was expressionless, and that there was a deep suspicion in his dark eyes, which puzzled him greatly.

"You all did a good job!" Ludo Bagman jumped into the tent happily, and then winked at Harry again, "Especially Harry...I don't think anyone disagrees with me?" He continued with a smile , "The second project will start on February 2th, and the clue is in the golden egg you just got. You can prepare early-well, that's all, you can go!"

Together, Harry, Hermione, and Tom walked around the edge of the wood, past the lake, and up the hill into the castle.Along the way, Hermione kept pestering Harry, asking him to explain the specific uses of the two spells she had never heard of, and what to pay attention to.She didn't stop until they were back in the Gryffindor common room - because more people were coming up.

The common room had been decorated and beaming.There were several banners hanging on the wall, which realistically showed the dull look of the whole audience with their mouths open for a moment.The round table was covered with plates of fruits and snacks, as well as large bottles of golden pumpkin juice.

"It's so beautiful, Harry! You always surprise us so much!" Fred was always the first to reach Harry and hand him a dessert plate.Harry took a marmalade pie and began to bite, passing the golden egg to the curious crowd nearby.

"Can I open it, Harry?" asked little Daniel Creevey excitedly, who seemed to be completely under the influence of his brother Colin Creevey, who admired Harry so much.

"Okay." Harry agreed.He finished the pie in quick bites and plugged his ears before Daniel Creevey opened the golden egg.The mermaid's voice sounded like a complete noise on land, and he didn't want to experience it again if possible.As he expected, his Gryffindor classmates opened it excitedly, and closed it hastily.

"What is this?" Lee Jordan looked pierced by the magic sound. He looked Harry up and down, and the different movements in a group of people were obvious: "You covered your ears...you have already opened them. gone?"

"No," Hermione pressed hard on her aching temple. "We came back together. I was asking Harry about those two spells all the way. He didn't have time to answer the golden egg!"

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, and it was impossible for him to tell them the truth, Harry suddenly had a mischievous thought, and deliberately dragged his tone and said: "I just know..." Everyone showed him in unison. There was a look of disbelief.Harry glanced at the snacks on the table, suddenly thought of something, picked up a custard biscuit: "Let's say this..."

Unbelievable expressions appeared on the faces of George and Fred. "It's true we've enchanted the biscuit," they admitted, "but how do you know? We haven't told anyone but Lee Jordan!"

Harry chuckled, and continued to say mysteriously: "Besides, there's only one month left... Boys in the fourth grade and above, I advise you to plan early, before the good girls are all snatched away!"

One month later... [-]th grade and above...

Everyone who has already had an experience immediately recalls it. "The ball! The Yule ball! Is it real? It's so good!"

The atmosphere in the common room suddenly became unprecedentedly high.While everyone was chattering, Neville, wanting to verify what Harry said, ate a custard biscuit.A few seconds later, he swooped and transformed into a big, chubby canary.It was not easy not to notice such a big movement. Everyone laughed, and the twin brothers took the opportunity to sell their new products.

No one noticed that Harry slipped out of the crowd while all eyes were on Neville, and he and Tom climbed the stairs to the dormitory together.

"I regret it." Tom said suddenly as soon as they entered the dormitory.

"What?" Harry turned his head suspiciously, but he pulled him over and pressed him against the door panel.There was only a "click", and it was Tom who cast an anti-locking spell on the door.Harry suddenly realized, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Let me think... Is it Hermione who has too many questions, or the other Gryffindor students who have too many questions?" The more jealous Voldemort is, the more hopeful he is Achieved his goal!

"I find that you are becoming less and less like a Gryffindor." Tom obviously knew what he was planning, and he almost gritted his teeth, "Especially in front of me...isn't it, the savior?" , the breath brushed Harry's cheeks in fits and starts.

Harry simply put both hands around each other's back and hugged them tightly, then raised his head slightly, letting their lips rub their lips and talk: "No way, who made the person he likes be the Dark Lord?"