[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

I pray to the gods that you will stay with me, on any terms and at any cost.

But the gods lowered their eyes with compassion, and the seemingly mocking mouth made me shudder.

The gods undoubtedly rejected my prayers.

The accident in the Quidditch World Cup has not been completely rectified, and the platform on September 9 was crowded with people again.

They were going into sixth grade this year, and Rosalind leaned against Cedric and looked out the train window at the barely changing scenery.

The attack from the summer vacation still lingers in her mind, and the large number of Death Eaters means that the mysterious man is about to be resurrected.

There are some white clouds hanging slantingly in the sky, but I don't know how long this silence can last.

The girl skillfully dug out the prepared candy from her lover's pocket, but at this moment it was somewhat difficult to swallow.

"Will you participate in the Goblet of Fire Cedric?" Rosalind couldn't figure out her current mood. She not only hoped that Cedric would successfully win the honor, but also hoped that he could live a peaceful and ordinary life.

"I think so, Rosa, I want to prove to my father that even if I am assigned to Hufflepuff, which most people don't think much about, I am still no worse than others-this is the glory of Hufflepuff, and it is even more Hogwarts." Cedric's eyes were unquestionably firm, and he kissed her forehead: "And, most importantly, I want to use the trophy to tell others that it was not a mistake for you to choose me decision."

"You know I don't care about these things, I just want you to live safely and happily."

"I know," Cedric gently touched Rosalind's forehead with his own, "but I want to fight for you and Glory."

"Do you have to go?" Rosalind suddenly closed her eyes tiredly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Trust me, future Lady Diggory—" He took the girl into his arms, "I will do it."

Cedric bowed his head and gave her a kiss gently, as if to appease, but also as to express his determination.

Rosalind took a deep breath, as if she had also made up her mind: "You must return to me safely in the end, this is my only request."

"Okay, I promise to bring myself back to you completely and completely." He hugged her tightly, trying to relieve his lover's uneasiness during this period of time: "You also promise me that you will not do anything else Can you do the divination? I’m afraid your body won’t be able to take it anymore. Don’t try to divination about the future, just live the present well.”

The girl didn't make a sound, and Cedric pinched the back of her neck with his hands: "Isn't there a saying in your Chinese called 'things depend on man's effort'? We will all be fine, I haven't married you yet. "

"Yeah, you haven't married me yet." Her eyes got wet for some reason, and Rosalind simply stopped talking.

Ever since Amos told them the news from the Ministry of Magic last night that the Triwizard Tournament will be held again at Hogwarts this year, Rosalind felt her heart twitch, but the anticipation on Cedric's face was no exception. Yidi was fully captured by her eyes.

After listening to Amos patiently with a smile, she returned to the room and took out the crystal ball Trelawney gave her.

Her professor once warned her that there is a price to pay for looking into the future too much, just like a prophet would not go around proclaiming that he can know the future, any fortune-teller with a normal head would not repeat it for his own curiosity Divination again and again.

Changing the future can be costly.

But she can't—

Cedric was pretty much her everything, and she couldn't take any chances.

She saw it this time, but she wished she hadn't seen it:

The dazzling green light pierced through the fog, and someone was lying on the ground. In the cemetery filled with bones, blood crawled out of strange lines.

Isn't this simply killing her?

For her, this kind of divination result is simply a torment of the soul, and it is her death talisman.

As a result, the bruises under her eyes became heavier.

At first, Cedric thought it was because she was frightened that night, but when he saw the girl lying on the ground and the crystal ball that fell aside, he twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't know what to say first.

Arriving at the school in a carriage, Dumbledore still gave the opening speech as usual, but this year he added:

"There will be no House Cup Quidditch this year."

This remark caused commotion in the auditorium, but the wise man continued calmly: "This is because a large event will start in October and last for the entire school year, taking up a lot of time and energy of the teachers. But I believe, You will all have a great time. I am very pleased to announce that this year at Hogwarts—”

Before he could finish speaking, with a deafening thunder, the auditorium door was slammed open.

And following the limping pace of the visitor, another flash of lightning flashed across the ceiling——

A man with a distorted face that could even be described as ferocious was walking towards Dumbledore.

One of his eyes is small, black and bright; the other eye is as big as a coin, and its pupil color is bright blue, blinking and blinking constantly, as if it has self-consciousness.

He walked up to Dumbledore to shake his hand, then sat down next to him, shaking his head, brushing his long gray hair from his face.I saw him take a knife out of his pocket and poke the sausage on the plate in front of him-the normal eye was fixed on the sausage, and the weird blue eye kept turning back and forth in the eye socket to look at it. Hall and students.

Mad-Eye Alastor Moody will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and resumed what was interrupted just now: "As I said just now," he looked at the many students in front of him with a smile, "in the next few months, we will be honored to Hosting a fantastic event, one that hasn't been held in over a century. I'm delighted to report - the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the tense atmosphere that had been hanging over the auditorium since Moody entered the door was suddenly broken - Dumbledore and Fred teased each other and had a meeting, and almost everyone laughed Even Dumbledore smiled appreciatively.

He continued to introduce the origin and final prizes of the competition to his students, and there was no doubt that the atmosphere in the auditorium was mobilized.

However, he took some calming agents for the restless young students-he said that only students over the age of 17 can participate in the competition, because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous, and students under the sixth and seventh grades are not allowed to participate in the competition. Might be manageable.

After hearing this, Cedric silently calculated in his heart—his birthday is October [-]st, so he must be able to participate in the competition. Although Ezel and Kunqi were very sad after hearing it, they immediately turned their heads Look at the only friend among them who may be selected.

"Will you participate, Cedric? You will be 17 next month! This is a great opportunity to earn glory for Hufflepuff!" Alan Walkney also looked very excited, as if he was going to participate Similarly, the lower grades around him also looked at their nice gentleman expectantly. After all, Cedric was one of the few reliable stars who insisted on winning various honors for Hufflepuff.

"I think it will." Cedric turned his eyes to his fiancee beside him: "I will do my best."

Rosalind hadn't known what expression to make to deal with these people since just now—Merlin knew how much she was thinking now and dragged Cedric away from here, leaving him for Merlin's competition and glory.

But in her restless heart, there was a faint voice pulling her nerves:

"You guessed it would happen, didn't you?"

Her lover was chosen with an ash wand—the kind of wizard who never wavers from his beliefs and goals.