The Son of Light of the Snake House

Harry didn't pay attention to what happened next, he was still thinking about Hagrid and Madame Maxime.

As soon as he strolled up to Ron and Hermione, he realized that they didn't seem to be chatting... Or, were they not chatting calmly?

"Ron, what are you—"

"He's from Durmstrang!" snapped Ron. "He's Harry's rival! Hogwarts rival! You—you're—" Ron was clearly scratching his head. , looking for powerful words to describe Hermione's heinous crime, "You are an act of pro-enemy, and this is what you did!"

Hermione opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"Don't be silly!" she said after a moment, "enemy! Who's the enemy? Tell me the truth—who was so excited to see him coming? Who wanted his autograph? Was it?" Who has a model of him in the dormitory?"

Ron ignored the words. "He probably invited you while you were both in the library?"

"Yeah, that's right," said Hermione, the flush on her cheeks growing brighter. "So what?"

"How did it happen - you mobilized him for 'vomit'?"

"No, that's not it!" Hermione blushed with excitement.

"Yeah, huh - that's why you don't know what he's really thinking!" said Ron bitterly.

"So what does he mean?" Hermione sneered, feeling ridiculous.

"That's not obvious? He's Karkaroff's student, isn't he? He knows who you hang out with all day... He just wants to get close to Harry - to steal information from him - or to be close to Harry, Put a curse on him—"

Hermione was furious, as if Ron had slapped her across the face.Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

"Let me tell you something, he never asked Harry a word, never—"

Ron changed tactics at the speed of light. "Then he wants you to help him figure out what that golden egg means! I assume you met in a cozy library with your heads next to each other—"

"I never helped him study that golden egg!" Hermione was furious. "Never. How can you say something like that - I want Harry to win the competition! Because Harry's my friend!" And you—you don't wish me well, do you?" Hermione was furious, but she noticed Harry's presence, and the war turned on him immediately.

"Harry, you know that, don't you?"

"I don't expect you well? What I'm doing now is for you, for our friendship, and your behavior is a bit weird." Ron sneered.

"The whole Tournament is for everyone to meet foreign wizards and build friendships with them!" Hermione said excitedly.

"No, it's not!" shouted Ron, "to win the game!"

People turned to stare at them.Harry leaned forward awkwardly to block them.

"Ron," Harry whispered, "I don't think it matters that Hermione and Krum are together—"

But Ron ignored Harry's words.

"Why don't you go to Wicky, he'll worry if he can't find you," said Ron.

"Don't call him Wicky!"

Hermione jumped to her feet and stormed across the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd.Ron looked at her back with a look of anger and hatred on his face.

Harry was dumbfounded.

Harry and Ron sat in a corner for the rest of the ball, neither in the mood for dancing.Harry really wanted to share the latest information he had just obtained with Ron, but it seemed that Ron's attention was not here, his eyes swept across the ballroom like a lighthouse on the sea.Harry just sat there in silence, moving his chair back and forth, like this thing suddenly became interesting.

At twelve o'clock midnight, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, everyone gave them a big round of applause one last time, and then started walking down the foyer.A lot of people wanted the dance to last a little longer, but Harry was just dying to get back to bed.From his point of view, this evening... It can't be called unhappy, but it was more or less exciting.

Going out into the hall, Harry and Ron saw Hermione saying goodbye to Krum, who then returned to Durmstrang's ship.Hermione gave Ron a cold look, and without saying a word, passed them and walked up the marble steps.Harry and Ron followed her, but halfway up the stairs Harry heard someone calling him.

"Hey—Harry!"

It was Cedric Diggory.Harry could see Cho Chang waiting for him in the hall below.

"What?" Harry asked, a little tired, as Cedric ran upstairs to him.He seemed to have something to say in front of Ron. Ron shrugged, looking very unhappy, and continued to walk upstairs by himself.

"Listen..." Cedric waited for Ron to go away, and said in a low voice, "You tell me about the dragon, I owe you a favor. Do you know that golden egg? You open your golden egg Does it scream when

"Yeah," said Harry, not knowing what he meant.

"Okay then... go take a shower, understand?"

"what?"

"Take a bath, then - um - take the golden egg, then - um - mull over in the hot water. It will help you think... take my word for it."

Harry looked at him puzzled.

"Listen to me," said Cedric, "use the prefect's bathroom. It's the fourth door to the left of the statue of Boris the Stupid on the sixth floor. The password is Fresh Pineapple. I've got to go . . . say goodnight to me." --"

He grinned at Harry again, then hurried downstairs to find Cho Chang.

Harry went back to Gryffindor Tower alone.That's a really weird piece of advice.What does it mean to take a bath with a golden egg?Are golden eggs hatched by hot water like a hen hatching chicks?Or is it just a trick, similar to the radio station that Daniel showed him during the holidays - when the tricked person stripped off and danced in the hot water in the bath, the entire recording crew kicked the door open and swarmed Going in - thinking of Daniel, and thinking of the dance just now...

So Cedric was going to give me a mental blow through my mind shift to Neil? !How despicable! (no)

The Fat Lady and her friend Violet were fast asleep in the framed picture hole.Harry had to yell "Fairy Light!" to wake them up.Annoyed, they opened the door for Harry.

He had just crept into the common room when he saw Ron and Hermione arguing.They stood facing each other, separated by about ten steps, shouting at each other, both of them were red-faced.

"I said, if you don't want to do this, you know how to fix it, don't you?" Hermione exclaimed, her hair out of an elegant bun, her face contorted with rage.

"Oh, is it?" Ron yelled at her too. "How?"

"Next time there is a ball, you should invite me before others, and don't wait until you have no choice but to think of me! I'm not here to cover the whole story for you!"

Ron's mouth squirmed, but made no sound, like a goldfish out of water.At this moment Hermione turned sharply, and angrily climbed the stairs of the girls' dormitory, and went back to sleep.Ron turned his head to look at Harry.

"Look," he stammered, looking utterly stunned, "look—what's this—missing the point at all—"

Harry said nothing.But in fact, he thought that Hermione had grasped the essence of the problem more accurately than Ron.At this time, he suddenly felt a little envious of Draco's way of speaking with a vicious tongue.

Although Harry often secretly scolded him for it.

The author has something to say:

Harry: If I'm guilty, throw me in hell instead of choosing to fight between two best friends here.

Daniel has now become the image of a big devil in the hearts of the children!

Speaking of the Great Demon King, I want to write another episode about the Demon King and the Brave—if Daniel is the Great Demon King, who would the Brave be?Who will be the Demon King's subordinates?

I wish you all a happy Children's Day.