[HP] Hogwarts students

I found Colin Creevey in the yard, chasing and frolicking with the other third-year boys around the cauldron-thick spruce tree when he ran back and bumped into me.

"Ouch!" He slipped and sat down on the ground, wrinkled his face and rubbed his head, "I'm sorry—"

Then he raised his head and saw my face, a terrified expression appeared on that round face, and his friend gradually stopped and looked at us nervously.Disorderly footsteps sounded from behind, probably Harry and Hermione had arrived.

I grabbed Colin by the collar and dragged him behind the Amazon rosebushes, using these delicate and dangerous flowers to hide the eyes of others.Harry stopped the third year boy who was trying to barge in, and Hermione stepped into the flowers regardless of the danger and grabbed my wrist.

"Don't be impulsive!" she said nervously, Colin also swallowed, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Kelly, Hermione! That's not my exact words!"

"The reporter...she asked me if Harry had a girlfriend, and of course I said it was you, Kelly." Colin said, "but she also said that she heard from others that there was a girl named Hermione Granger." Jay's girl is Harry's girlfriend, so I explained that Hermione is just his good friend."

"Who would have thought... that was written in the newspaper, and I never said those words at all!"

Colin lowered his head in frustration, his disheveled blond hair looked very dim in the shadows, my reason gradually returned to my senses, and I carefully recalled the name Rita Skeeter——

"My most hated co-journalist, Rita Skeeter," my mother once said, "as long as she's at the paper the day I turn in a story, I'd rather go back tomorrow!"

Rita Skeeter, a well-known reporter who is best at making up nonsense, once interviewed my mother and her new book six years ago, spread a lot of rumors about our family’s private life, trying to describe my mother as a sinister, malicious Someone who stole the talents and spells of native British wizards.

As a result, [-]% of the readers collectively rebelled and refused to buy books published by such authors with bad morals. My mother was so angry that she almost wanted to sue her, but the wizarding world has no lawyers, let alone courts, so they can only publish clarification notices over and over again. It is a pity Still only saved some readers.

"Rita Skeeter..." I muttered to myself, Colin fled from the shadows with his neck hunched, and Harry brushed shoulders with him and came up to me, opening his arms for me to lean on his shoulders superior.

His shoulders are not broad, with a reassuring warmth.I have never been stingy with hugging others, and I am used to other people's bosoms being soft or hard, but hiding behind this piece of fiery rose bushes and embracing Harry gave me a little different feeling.

"Ahem...mates?" Hermione said suddenly, "Shall we go to the library later? I'll go get Ron..."

We were awakened by Hermione, and we quickly let go of our hands in embarrassment. Before she made a sound, I forgot that she was still standing behind.

"Why did you call him?" Harry asked. "Is he ready to apologize to me?"

"Oh, why don't you two meet and explain clearly?" Hermione's cheeks were still red, but she said impatiently, "You obviously miss him very much! He must also miss you very much—"

"Missing him?" said Harry, "I don't miss him..."

We were hanging out in the library a lot these days, and Harry was a lot quieter than usual without Ron around.Hermione is often caught in a high-intensity study state and always pulls us together.As for me, with someone so hardworking and serious around me, it's hard to get distracted, and without Ron's gags and jokes, our emotions are also tense.

Even in Hogsmeade, we didn't have a good time. Ron and other boys got into Zuko's joke shop, and friends from other houses rarely approached us. The three of us sat alone on the three broomsticks. At the round table, each drank a full glass of butter beer.

Sirius came back from the north. He was with Lupine, lurking together in a place called Little Hangleton Village, but soon they found something (he refused to say what it was).Lupine asked him to go back to Hogwarts with his things to see how his godson was doing.

One night, Hagrid took Harry to reveal the first item of the Triwizard Tournament in advance.The next morning he told us with trepidation - the dragon!A total of four dangerous dragons are being held near the Forbidden Forest...and their competition event is to deal with dragons.

The anxieties and worries accumulated for so many days finally broke out. This was a matter that related to Harry's life. He was tied to this boat regardless of the others. One thing, another very lucky thing - at least we can think of a way in advance.

"Let's try some simple spell books," said Harry, throwing The Charmander Lover aside.

We spent more time in the library. Whenever we hurriedly shuttled through the library and the lounge with a lot of information about fire dragons, I caught a glimpse of Ron always looking at us blankly. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but quickly swallowed it back.

The difference was Viktor Krum from Durmstrang, who ran the library almost as many times as we did, each time followed by a crowd of loud and screaming fans, Hermione was about to die of rage.

"We can't think of a way to deal with fire dragons." After flipping through another popular science book about raising fire dragons, I finally calmed down and said, "All the effective spells about one hit cannot be practiced in just a few days."

"Okay," said Harry, "tell me something we don't know, will you?"

"You can't have a direct confrontation, then you should avoid it." I said irritably, "Use your invisibility cloak, or—"

"I can't use the invisibility cloak, then everyone will know I have one!"

Harry started flipping through the book impatiently, then froze on the spot as if remembering something, and said with a drawn out voice in a singing voice, "Get away...get away...why didn't I think of it?"

"What?" Hermione put down the parchment in her hand.

"I've got to master the Summoning Charm by tomorrow afternoon!" cried Harry. "Professor Moody reminded me of it - why didn't I remember?"

"Oh, just be clear—"

"Summoning spell, I can summon my fire crossbow/arrow, since I want to dodge, why don't I dodge in the best way?"

"That's right!" I suddenly realized that I slapped the table, attracting Krum's eyes, and Hermione turned her back to him in annoyance, "Why didn't we think of it, but didn't we practice the summoning spell before?"

"..." Harry lowered his head guiltily, "I was a little absent-minded that day, I think I need to practice for a while longer."

In the following time, apart from attending classes and eating, we will help Harry master the summoning spell as soon as possible. He must use the spell very proficiently, so as not to lose in the competition.From small parchments and wool pens to larger wooden chairs and wand maintenance kits, Harry's progress is getting faster and faster.

"Okay." I pulled my scarf from his hand and wrapped it around my neck again, "Change to another one next time, okay?"

Finally relaxed, Harry put away his wand and began to chuckle, saying solemnly, "It's more convenient."

"Use this this time." Hermione coughed again, and interrupted us by placing a heavy-looking cauldron on the stage.

No matter how much we pray, the time has finally come to the day and moment when the Triwizard Tournament begins.After Harry left, I couldn't eat anymore. Except for Hermione talking, I started to automatically block anyone's voice in my ears.

—I want to know what they will say.

The venue for the competition is located next to the Forbidden Forest, and all spectators are sitting on high platforms. There is no need to worry about the fire dragon causing any safety problems to the bystanders. The only thing to worry about is the warrior and the fire dragon in the center of the venue.

Except for Cedric's game, which I took the trouble to watch twice, I don't care about the other two's game process. They all got the golden egg in the dragon's territory without exception, and won a lot of praise and congratulations.

Harry drew the scariest dragon ever—the Hungarian Horntail, a gigantic lizard-like reptile covered in scales.It violently twisted its spiked tail, leaving several meters of potholes on the hard ground.

"Will Harry succeed? He will, right?" Hermione kept digging her cheeks with her nails, leaving red marks. "Did you practice the Summoning Charm this morning? He should all be successful." Right?—”

"Of course he did, he will, he will." My arms trembled, and I answered all of Hermione's repeated questions over and over again, as if we were both standing in the middle of the field, ready to take on the dragon.

"Firebolt/Arrow Flying!"

In the noisy scene environment, I clearly captured what Harry was shouting loudly. With the sound of a burst of air, the familiar broomstick flew to his side like an arrow and docked firmly around him.No one expected Harry to act like this, everyone shouted in surprise, cheering for Harry, cheering him up——

I screamed and jumped up and down to cheer for him, watching him hover in the air to lure the fire dragon, and he dodged the fire dragon's attack many times, and he looked so heroic when he narrowly escaped.But this angered the Hungarian Horntail. It roared and spread its pair of huge black wings, lost its mind and rushed towards Harry flying around in the sky, and the fireball suppressed in its throat spurted out.

Accompanied by the screams of the audience, Harry turned the broom handle, landed straight and flew around the soles of the fire dragon, stretched out his arms and scooped up the golden egg into his arms, dodging the dragon in surprise and excitement. Another attack - and he got it!He succeeded!His time is shorter than anyone!

The audience erupted. I dragged Hermione and escaped directly from the crowd. Harry was taken away to the emergency tent. He suffered a lot of injuries!

But when we ran halfway, another hurried footstep sounded from behind us. Looking back, Ron followed behind with sweaty face and pale face, and rushed past us to the emergency tent without saying a word.

"Harry!" I ran up, just in time to see Harry standing at the door of the tent, his clothes were torn, through the gap I saw that the wound on his arm had healed, and new pink flesh grew .

"You're amazing! Awesome!" Hermione shrieked, her voice hoarse, like mine.

Harry shyly tried to avoid my kiss, but I hugged him and fixed him in place. After a dozen firm kisses, he heard Ron speak.

"Harry," he said, looking very serious, "whoever threw your name into that Goblet of Fire - I - I think they wanted your life!"

After a short silence, Harry said coldly, "You finally understand? It's been long enough."

I let go, and Hermione pulled me into the middle of them, not daring to breathe.

Ron opened his mouth, and Harry laughed again in relief: "It's okay, just forget about it."

Ron blushed immediately and rubbed his hands together in embarrassment. I simply strode forward and pulled them together forcefully. I said domineeringly, "Hug! Hurry up! We're ready to score outside!"

The two of them hugged briefly and firmly, and Hermione's suppressed crying suddenly amplified, and she threw herself into my arms and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?" Harry and Ron looked at each other, looking at us inexplicably.

"What do you know?" I choked up and patted the weeping Hermione.