Alice's Travels

In the Potions class the next day, Malfoy and the Slytherins all wore the badge as expected.

As soon as Harry and Hermione entered the classroom, they heard Malfoy's provocative voice, "Look, Potter—"

Malfoy pointed to the badge pinned on the front of the robe and said loudly, "They have other tricks—" When Harry and Hermione approached, he immediately pressed the badge hard against his chest, revealing 'Bo Special smelly feces' words.

A group of people suddenly laughed strangely.

Alice didn't look at Malfoy, and walked towards Harry and Hermione expressionlessly.

Harry felt blood rushing up, and his face flushed.

"Oh, that's really funny," Hermione said sarcastically to Parkinson, who laughed the hardest, and the girls around her, "it's just so witty."

Ron stood against the wall with the other two Gryffindor boys.He didn't smile, but he didn't come out and say a word either.

"Want one, Granger?" Malfoy said to Hermione, holding up a badge. "I've got a whole bunch more, but be careful not to touch my hands. You see, I just washed, Don't want the Mudblood to get it dirty—”

Alice immediately turned her head to stare at Malfoy.

The anger in Harry's eyes burst out immediately, as if the strings in his brain were snapped, and without thinking, he reached out and pointed his wand at Malfoy.

"Harry!" Hermione said warningly.

"Okay, come on, Potter," Malfoy said calmly, drawing out his wand as well, pointing at Harry, "if you have the guts to do it—"

The two people faced each other and their eyes collided, and there seemed to be raging flames in their eyes.

Alice stood close to Hermione and Harry and did not move. This time she did not take out her wand, but looked at it coldly with her lips pursed.

Almost at the next second, Harry and Malfoy attacked at the same time.

"Fire roasted hot and spicy!"

"The front teeth competition is great!"

Two beams of light shot out from the wand. They quickly collided and refracted—Harry's beam of light hit Goyle in the face, and he immediately covered his nose and screamed loudly.Malfoy's beam of light hit Hermione, and she moaned nervously, covering her mouth tightly with her hand.

"Hermione!" Ron hurried forward to see what happened to Hermione.

Harry also quickly turned around to check on Hermione's situation.

Ron was about to reach out to take Hermione's hand away when Alice stopped him, standing in front of Hermione - watching Hermione's front teeth gradually emerge from under her hand.Hermione's eyes widened in horror, Alice quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her to cover her mouth, then dragged Hermione to the hospital.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"What's the noise here?" Snape came.

"Hermione is seriously injured," Alice said coldly, keeping Hermione behind her, blocking the eyes of others looking over. "I need to take her to the hospital."

Harry glanced nervously at Hermione, and followed closely behind.

"Nobody asked you to talk," Snape said, glancing at her, reaching out and nodding Malfoy, "you explain."

Alice immediately stared at Malfoy coldly.

"It was Potter who attacked me—" said Malfoy, his eyes blazing with rage, and he clenched his fist. "He hit Goyle—you see—"

"Shut up!" Alice's tone was freezing cold, "Are you trying to lie in front of the professor, Malfoy? How did Hermione's injury come about—what spell did your wand cast just now? You don’t dare to admit what you’ve done, do you?”

Malfoy's eyes stared at Alice, the anger almost burst out of his eyes.

"Okay, go to the hospital quickly, Goyle." Snape looked at Goyle's swollen face and said calmly, "What are you doing in front of her, Altman—let me see See where Granger's hurt—"

"Hermione's a girl, Professor," Alice said, looking up into his eyes. "You can't ask a girl to expose her wounds to so many boys in public—if you want to take evidence, there are people around— —besides Slytherin of course, maybe you'd like to listen to Gryffindor a little bit, wouldn't you? You're our professor after all—"

"I'm my own judge, I don't need you to tell me what to do," said Snape coldly, "You're really nosy—"

"Thank you professor, then we'll go to the hospital first." Alice took Hermione away quickly before he finished speaking.

Harry followed closely and was about to catch up, but Snape stopped him unexpectedly.

"Potter, what are you doing in the past?" Snape said angrily, "It's time for class, if you don't return to your seat, you will be punished with a detention!"

Harry had to go to his seat and sit down alone.Ron sat on the other side with the other Gryffindors.

Malfoy turned his gaze away from the door and gave Harry a savage look, but he didn't fiddle with the badge again.With his drooping head and long eyelashes drooping, he didn't even pay attention to Snape's lecture, but his eyes were wandering and he didn't know what to think about.

Hermione's teeth quickly returned to normal with Madam Pomfrey's help, which finally made her heave a sigh of relief.

Alice's face was still cold, she sat on the chair next to her with her arms folded, her eyes fixed on a certain point.

"Alice?" Hermione called her softly, "Thank you so much for today - what were you thinking?"

Alice shook her head, looked at Hermione with a faint smile and said, "I should have stopped them earlier—whether it was using a wand or calling the professor, I shouldn't have let them just fight like that."

"It's not your fault," said Hermione. "You can't happen to be there every time, and you know the situation with Harry and Malfoy—Malfoy will always come and cause trouble, they are natural enemies."

"He's not pumping," Alice murmured in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Nothing," said Alice in her normal voice, "leave them alone."

That afternoon, Daily Prophet reporter Rita Skeeter conducted an interview with all the Warriors about the Triwizard Tournament.And when the article was published, it became a made-up story about Harry's private life, and the other warriors barely took up any space.

Not only that, Hermione was directly written as Harry's first love and close lover - it described her as stunningly beautiful, like Harry, one of the top students in the school, and has always been inseparable from Harry.

As soon as this article came out, everyone's cynicism towards Harry intensified.

Hermione was of course ridiculed by some - mainly the Slytherin girls.

"Amazingly beautiful? Just her?" Parkinson screeched when he met Hermione for the first time after the article was published. "What does she judge by—a chipmunk?"

"Never mind it," said Hermione in a dignified tone, holding her head high as she strode Harry away past the group of giggling Slytherin girls.

"Just ignore it, Harry," said Hermione.

Harry had great admiration for the way Hermione had handled the situation, but just the thought of the article portraying him as someone who cried at night because he missed his parents would send a searing sense of shame in him.

Although Harry had a secret, indescribable feeling about other things besides that, he didn't want to show it in front of Hermione.

Alice agreed with Hermione's approach. To deal with this kind of boring sarcasm, ignoring it is the best way to let it dissipate.

Time passed day by day, and the first project of the competition was about to start soon.

Harry's mood went up and down, and he made an appointment with Sirius to meet in the common room on the Saturday night before the Tournament, which finally made him feel better.

On Saturday, the students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade again.Hermione immediately persuaded Harry to go out and relax. Harry didn't want to be ignored by people, so he put on the invisibility cloak and went with Hermione.

Alice was not with them, she was going to the library to check something.

Just when she went upstairs to the foyer, she met Ron who was about to go out. He seemed to be going to Hogsmeade alone.

Ron's face looked a little cold, unlike the brisk and cheerful days when he was with Hermione and Harry in the past.He greeted Alice briefly, and said calmly, "Hermione has gone, hasn't she?"

Alice stopped and stared at him for a while before she spoke, "Aren't you going to say hello to the person with her?"

"It's not necessary—" Ron said a little awkwardly, "I'm going to Hogsmeade, are you going?"

Alice shook her head, "Actually, you already know, don't you?"

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.

"You clearly know that Harry didn't sign the name himself—" Alice approached Ron, turning her head and whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "and you also know that Harry is not a vain person—just never Can't hold back—maybe it's also about venting the pent-up resentment that's always been overlooked before, always hidden in the light of Harry's fame?"

"You—you're talking nonsense!" Ron said, stepping back a few steps, his face pale, "I didn't!"

"But look at you, Ron," Alice said, looking him in the eyes, "you're not happy at all right now, and you're thinking about Harry - thinking about your time together."

"I don't miss him!" Ron said stubbornly, biting his lip.

"Let me ask you, do you regard him as your good friend?" Alice stood still and said calmly, "Just for some inexplicable thoughts to hurt a friend you value-is it worth it? You Gotta think about it—”

"I know very well!" Ron growled and ran away in a hurry.