[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

Harry caused an uproar when he became the fourth warrior, with Maxim and Karkaroff insisting that he used some means - even with Dumbledore under suspicion.

Hermione is also very troubled these days:

Ron had a falling out with Harry over the Goblet of Fire - she was caught between the two of them, and it wasn't going well.

"Perhaps the two of them should open up and talk about it. I don't really understand the friendship between boys." After listening to her talk, Rosalind also gave her own suggestions. Cedric also agreed with this. If you have a temper, you can't sit together and talk calmly.

Ever since he'd been a Hogwarts Champion, he'd been paid more attention than ever.

Looking at the girls of Beauxbaton School who followed him not too far behind him, Ezel laughed and teased him as "as expected of a Hogwarts school girl".

But he himself doesn't care much about these, anyway, he has Rosalind, doesn't he?

But now there is a more "tricky" thing:

Rosalind seemed to have attracted the attention of some of the boys in Durmstrang—the one, Bedanka Gallechich, had even come up to him to ask if she had a boyfriend.

Heh - not only yes, but also engaged.

"Yes, she is my fiancée. What can I do for her?" Cedric gave him a very polite smile, but it was true that there was no smile in his eyes.

"Ah?!" The boy touched his nose in embarrassment, "Then, then I wish you happiness."

"We will, thank you." Cedric still smiled gentlemanly as he walked away.

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I didn't expect this brother to ask in front of the Lord hahahahahahaha~" Aizel finally couldn't help laughing after watching the poor boy walk away, he just wanted to hurry up and talk to Nelia Tell me that's a funny thing -- though he doesn't realize why he thinks that way.

In the afternoon, Rosalind was hit hard at the corner just after class - Hermione covered her mouth and yelled sorry to her, then ran away crying again.

"I'll go and see her, you go back first." As soon as she handed the schoolbag into Cedric's arms, Rosalind ran away after Hermione.

Her motor cells are not well-developed: "Hermione!" She was exhausted after catching up with the sad little Gryffindor witch in the corner at the end of the corridor: "What's the matter? What happened? "

Hermione still covered her mouth and lowered her head.

"What happened to your mouth?" Rosalind knelt down in front of her, and then she noticed Hermione's beaver-like front teeth.

The girl was really taken aback: "How did this happen? Is it a spell or something?"

Hermione sobbed and told her about the quarrel between Harry and Draco just now. Rosalind frowned after hearing this, but immediately took out her wand and pointed it at her front teeth: "Finite Incantatem (curse stop)."

The girl's teeth slowly returned to their original position, "Thank you, Rosa." She still sounded extremely aggrieved, and her brown eyes were filled with wet mist.

Rosalind was afraid that it would not be safe enough, so she suggested again: "Let me accompany you to see Madam Pomfrey? Maybe she can make your teeth look better, what do you think?"

Hermione wanted to shake her head and refuse - her parents were dentists, but they didn't want to use magic to straighten their daughter's teeth.

But today's incident did hurt her self-esteem, and she didn't want to be laughed at by anyone because of her front teeth.

"Okay, let's go now, okay?" She tugged on Rosalind's school robe, and the girl nodded affirmatively.

Cedric was still waiting for someone on the bench placed on the grass outside the corridor, but he was patted on the shoulder from behind: "Hello, Senior Diggory."

"Well, hello," Cedric watched as Colin Creevey walked beside him: "What's the matter?"

Colin had an excited expression on his face: "Mr. Bagman asked all the warriors to go upstairs to take pictures, and they sent me to inform you, you go, I have to find Harry Potter." After that, he turned and ran away: "Goodbye! Please go there as soon as possible."

"Okay, I see, thank you." Cedric nodded to show that he understood what he meant, but Rosalind hadn't come back yet.

Helpless, he had no choice but to take the two of their schoolbags and walk to the place Colin said, when he met a badger student who was talking with a Gryffindor girl, he stopped them: "How are you, classmate?"

The girl who was stopped felt flattered—was the Hogwarts school girl trying to strike up a conversation with her?

"Hello." She blinked her eyes, waiting for his next words.

"That's it. If you can find Rosalind Shen later, can you give me a message? Tell her for me to let her go back to the lounge first. I'm going to deal with some things with other warriors first." Said After Derek finished speaking, he gave her a polite smile, and the girl nodded with a blushing face, agreeing to his request.

When he entered the room, Cedric found that Fleur Delacour and Viktor Krum were already there, and most of the desks had been pushed to the back of the room, leaving a large space.But there were three desks, side by side, in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

Behind the velvet-covered desk were five chairs, and on one sat Ludo Bagman, talking to a middle-aged witch in a magenta robe.

Cedric put his and Rosalind's schoolbags on the same desk and stood there waiting quietly - Harry hadn't come yet.

Krum stood in the corner with a gloomy face as usual, not talking to anyone, but when Fleur saw Cedric coming in, she walked over to chat with him enthusiastically: "Hello, Diggory."

"Hello, Miss Delacour." Cedric responded politely.

"When are you usually free?" She shook her long silver hair, which seemed to be sprinkled with pearls.

Cedric raised his eyebrows: "Uh...do you need my help? I usually stay with Rosa."

Furong was a little surprised after hearing this answer, but she still smiled at him: "It's nothing, I originally wanted to ask you to take me around Hogwarts - you know, I don't know much about Hogwarts yet. familiar."

Seeing her extremely beautiful face, Cedric suddenly thought of his little rose, so he smiled apologetically: "Maybe you can find someone else to accompany you, if you really need anything, You can find Rosa—you are both girls, it might be more convenient to talk and do things together."

Just as Fleur was about to say something more, Harry opened the door and walked in.

When Bagman saw him coming, he quickly stood up and jumped forward: "Ah, here he is, the fourth warrior! Come in, Harry, come in—it's nothing to worry about, it's just the ritual of detecting the wand, The other referees will be here shortly."

"Detecting the wand?" Harry asked uneasily, his emerald green eyes growing a little more surprised.

"We must check whether your wands are fully functional and in good condition. Because in future competitions, wands will be your most important equipment." Bagman said, looking upstairs: "The experts are up there, and Deng Together with Bullido. Then I took a few photos, this is Rita Skeeter," he pointed to the middle-aged witch, "she is writing a short article about the Contest for the "Daily Prophet"... ..."

"Maybe it won't be that small, Ludo," said Rita Skeeter, keeping her eyes fixed on Harry.

After speaking, she dragged Harry out of the room and took him to another broom room for an exclusive interview.

Not long after Harry left, Karkaroff, Maxim and Crouch came together. After Dumbledore and Ollivander went downstairs, they didn't see Harry's shadow, so they went down at the prompt of Cedric Rita Skeeter is looking for someone.

When he came back here, there was already a little impatience on his face-Rita Skeeter had undoubtedly made him very upset.

When Harry sat down next to Cedric, Dumbledore also sat in the referee's seat and briefly introduced Ollivander to everyone.

The first thing Ollivander examines is Fleur Delacour's wand—her wand core contains a Veela hair that belonged to her grandmother.

"Orchideous!" he whispered, and a bouquet of flowers bloomed on the wand tip.

"Very good, very good, in good condition." Ollivander commented with a smile, while gathering the flowers and handing them to Fleur together with the wand: "Mr. Digory, it's your turn."

Fleur returned to her seat briskly, and when she passed Cedric, she smiled at him.

"Ah, this is my product, isn't it?" Ollivander was more excited than before when the boy handed over the wand, "Yes, I remember it very clearly. There is a stick in it from a particularly beautiful male horn The plucked hair from the beast's tail... must have been five or six feet long! It nearly poked a hole in me with its horns. Well... in excellent condition, have you nursed it regularly?"

"Just wiped it last night." Cedric grinned.

Ollivander nodded, as if he was satisfied that the wand he made was treated with such care.He caused the wand tip to emit a silvery white smoke ring across the room.

"Mr Kroom, it's your turn."

His wand was the work of Gregorovich, and Ollivander cast a final flock of birds before examining the wand of the last warrior.

Ollivander took much longer to check Harry's wand than anyone else's, and finally he let a puff of wine come out of the tip of the wand before handing it back to Harry, declaring it to be in very good shape.

After being forced to take pictures for a long time, Cedric and the others were able to walk out of that room——

Dumbledore just suggested that they go directly to the auditorium for dinner. Cedric took two schoolbags and declined Fleur's invitation. He decided to go back to the lounge to put the schoolbags back.

Rosalind was waiting for him in the lounge—Hermione's teeth had been successfully straightened by Madam Pomfrey's magic, and now her teeth were no different from those of other girls, even more neat and beautiful.

When the Hufflepuff girl had sent her the message, she had guessed that Cedric might not be eating in time, so she asked Dobby to bring her some fruit pies and a jug of pumpkin juice as she passed the kitchen on her way back from the Great Hall.

Cedric was very happy looking at the food prepared for himself on the table, put his schoolbag on the sofa, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I feel like a husband who comes home from work, and I will soon enjoy the food carefully prepared by my wife. love dinner.”

"It's a pity that your wife can't cook," Rosalind joked following his words, "Why don't you change it?"

Hearing this, Cedric raised his index finger and gently tapped her head: "No, my wife is the best person in the world, and I can't change it."

He had already got the rose he wanted most, and other flowers would no longer occupy his heart.