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In a lakeside castle somewhere surrounded by hills in the Scottish Highlands, in a simple and heavy tower dormitory, the quilt on the four-poster bed surrounded by black curtains was suddenly lifted, black hair and green hair The young boy with bright eyes stretched out his thin arms and fumbled for a while. The moment he put his glasses on his nose, the surrounding things became clear.
In the faint light of the stars and moon shining in through the half-closed glass window, you can see the simple and neat furnishings in the house, the old wooden ceiling, the somewhat faded artillery team posters on the wall, and five identical posters. four poster bed.
Looking haggard and unable to sleep, Harry Potter took in the things in the room, especially the summer blanket on the bed next door that rose and fell slowly with even breathing, and his friend who was sleeping peacefully under the blanket.
The words beside the fireplace in the conference room came to mind again. Watching the conversation between Sirius and Loren from Harry's perspective, he could not deduce anything.
Why does Sirius want to apologize to Loren? What did he do wrong to deserve Loren? What is it that Loren insists on not forgiving? Why does he say that he doesn't have nightmares anymore...
Why does Sirius want to apologize to Loren? Sirius disappeared for more than a year, then suddenly appeared and claimed that he was getting married, and the wedding would be held during the summer vacation.
While accompanying them on a tour of the school in the afternoon, Harry pestered his godfather for several hours, but found nothing.
I don't want to think about it anymore, let them do whatever they want, he has a game tomorrow.
Harry looked away, let out a long sigh, pulled the blanket in front of him, and fell down.
Insomnia makes the head feel dizzy, as if heavy and turbid lake water has filled the entire brain, and all kinds of doubts are like bubbles rising from the bottom of the lake, gurgling in the ears.
As expected, he woke up late the next day. When Harry opened his eyes, there was no one in the dormitory. His head was a little dizzy from sleeping for a long time after insomnia.
Ron should be accompanying Mrs. Weasley and Bill on a tour of the school, Neville should be helping Professor Sprout tidy up the greenhouse, and Loren should be accompanying Hermione, perhaps by the lake or at the castle. On the hills behind.
Harry raised his head and looked through the open window from top to bottom.
The sky is blue and clear, as if it has been washed by water. Occasionally, a few restless birds pass by with graceful postures. At the end of the line of sight, the trees in the Forbidden Forest are lush, and the leaves are bright green under the sunlight.
It seems to be rare good weather.
The faint smell of grass on the tip of the nose, the fresh taste seems to relax the brain and dispel the irritability in the heart.
Harry slowly packed up and washed up, wandered downstairs, and realized that it was already lunch time. He walked quickly to the long table and sat down. Next to him was Wes, who had spent a whole morning walking in the castle. Lai, mother and five children.
"How are you feeling, Harry?" Ron held a hot fritter in his hand, "I called you twice when I came downstairs this morning to see that you were sleeping deeply. Call you."
"Thanks to you, I had a good sleep." Harry saw Loren and Hermione sitting on the right, talking and laughing as usual, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where's Sirius, why didn't you see him?"
"He went to Hagrid to send invitations. Remember, the wedding this summer."
"Oh, I don't know at all. Got it..."
...
"Cedric, come on!"
"Hogwarts all depends on you!"
The Gryffindor long table and the Hufflepuff long table are next to each other, quietly waiting for the game to start in the afternoon, Loren can always hear the continuous noise from next door. The sound of cheering came.
Throughout the afternoon, Cedric was not impatient at all. No matter who passed by him, no matter what important passage he was reading in his spell book, whenever someone greeted him, he would raise his head and look at the person. Show a gentle smile.
"I will."
"There is Harry at Hogwarts."
"..."
Loren's ears twitched, he stretched, and muttered in his mind, there won't be any accidents tonight. Although Dumbledore has his own plan, the plan can't keep up with the changes. ...
"I'm going to use the bathroom."
Loren stood up and walked outside the auditorium. He turned a corner after going out the door, walked down the stairs a few steps, and turned again. Turning a corner, I opened the door and saw the fruit hanging painting.
After scratching the green pear, the kitchen door opened with the pear's giggle.
"Excuse me, are Xiaomai and Shining here?"
...
Time is the water mist on the shore of the black lake, which is evaporated by the midsummer sun and then blown away by the breeze. The little wizards Diandian watched as the magic dome of the auditorium turned from blue to dark purple at dusk, and the heat of June gradually subsided as the night fell.
I talked to him all afternoon, ranging from summer vacation homework to previewing the contents of the next school year, from traveling after the vacation to where to go fishing... After dinner, the girl was probably a little tired and gradually became quiet. Come down and poke the strawberries on the ice cream with a small silver spoon. When the smoothie is stirred, white water vapor escapes, which is cool and refreshing.
Loren took a spoonful and put it into his mouth, exhaling:
"Why is it flavored with strawberry? Aren't you tired of eating it?"
"Not tired."
"Stay in the auditorium and watch the game at night, don't run around."
"You seem to have some hidden meaning in your words."
"I don't have it. It mainly depends on how Principal Dumbledore arranges it."
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"Ladies and gentlemen, please line up to enter the Quidditch pitch to watch the last event of the Goblet of Fire. Now the warriors and Mr. Bagman are invited to enter first."
The auditorium was filled with excitement. Watching Bagman lead them away, every student applauded the warriors they supported.
"Feeling okay, Harry?"
"Are you confident, Cedric?"
"Krum! Krum! Krum..."
"Come on, Graves!"
"Furong, I like you!"
"..."
Five minutes later, the professors organized the audience to walk to the Quidditch pitch.
The sky is clear and dark blue, stars are beginning to appear, and the moon is still only a narrow hook.
Molly held Ginny in one hand and Hermione in the other, as if she had forgotten what happened yesterday afternoon, and said with a smile on her face:
"What a good change, Biqui The Ditch World Cup was lively that night, and there was no need to cook to watch Harry's final... Arthur must have been so envious that his eyes were red!" "Mrs. Weasley..."
Hermione was led away with a helpless expression: "There were tens of thousands of spectators on the night of the Quidditch World Cup, and there were only a few hundred spectators on the Goblet of Fire. How could it be more lively than that night."
Molly's face His laughter never stopped: "Hey, listen to me, the most popular person on the night of the Quidditch World Cup was Viktor Krum, right? But now Krum is only one of the five warriors, and There are four others who are just like him or even stronger than him."
"..."
George and Fred, who were following behind, looked sad as they watched the audience pass by them one by one. , as if customers are passing by one after another.
The snacks and drinks in the hands of those people, the banners and signs above their heads...
It was originally the capital of their joke shop!
George couldn't bear to close his eyes, and Fred next to him had an even sad expression.
The Quidditch pitch was originally composed of four outer stands surrounding the pitch. The ground lawn was divided into different areas with white lines, and scoring rings stood on both sides.
But now the place has become completely unrecognizable. The four stands have lowered their height and gradually increased from the inside to the outside. A twenty-foot-high hedge from the inside surrounds the edge of the field and stretches seamlessly. The curse caused the light to be misaligned, and the audience could barely get a glimpse of what was going on inside the maze.
Hundreds of students filed in, and the air was filled with excited voices and chaotic footsteps.
I don't know why the people around them moved, but in the end, only Loren and Hermione were left, and the others dispersed. Fortunately, there were plenty of seats, but only a few little wizards who didn't like the excitement sat in the back. Most of the audience squeezed into the front row, standing on tiptoes to look into the maze.
Why are so many people squeezing to the front? The first row can't see clearly what's going on in the maze.
"Let's move back a little."
Loren took Hermione's hand and walked back.
When they got to the fourth row, it was a little more spacious. They were surprised to find many familiar people sitting in the back, such as Neville and Hannah, Draco and his little gang...
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The most conspicuous ones are Luna and Rolf, who are wearing lion-head hats. Their lion-head hats have a conspicuous lightning-shaped scar on their foreheads, which can be seen at a glance as Harry's supporters.
Luna sat on her seat, her feet dangling slightly in the air, her silver eyes shining slightly, and she had no expression but gave people a pleasant feeling.
Loren and Hermione sat over and joked with a smile:
"Hey, why do the Hufflepuff people carry the Gryffindor mascot?"
Luna hummed and said nothing, Rolf translated for her: "Cedric does not lack the support of both of us, but Harry needs it."
"Be careful if you go back at night and you will be regarded as a traitor."
"No."
"Where are you going to go on vacation?"
"Well..." Rolf After pondering for a moment, "Mr. Graves and Mrs. Graves invite us to go to New York again."
"Pickley's parents? Invite you to New York?"
"The main thing is to invite my grandpa."
"..."
The couple with different skin colors appeared in Loren's eyes, and he also recalled the crime committed by Newt Scamander in New York. The big case: "Isn't your grandfather banned from entering the country and needs to be strictly reviewed?"
"This time there is a legitimate reason to investigate the albino basilisk, but the main task is to help the MACUSA establish a magical In the ecological park of animals, the incident of werewolf inferi gave the International Federation a new understanding of non-human magical creatures. They realized that magical animals can play a greater role..."
"Your grandfather will Do you agree?" Hermione tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Scamander has always opposed wizards using magical animals. As you know, the preface of every volume of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" advocates returning animals to nature. ."
"He came to me because he didn't agree."
Rolf sighed quietly, "I really don't know what they think. I'm only in the third grade. I'm just a little wizard who hasn't graduated. I How can you persuade the adults in the family? "
"Yes, you are still a child..." Loren comforted him and patted his shoulder lovingly.
"…"
Rolfe's eyebrows slowly knitted together.
No, why does this sentence sound so awkward coming from your mouth?
"They're out!"
Not far ahead came the rough cheers of Mr. Amos Diggory: "Look, that's my son, the tallest. That! Did you see that..."
The warriors came out of the locker room, wearing cloaks of different colors. The night wind blew up and down, and the cloaks flew up and down.
The professors who were following him were also dressed differently than usual. Professors McGonagall, Flitwick and Moody all had bright red stars on their hats. Hagrid was a little different. Hagrid's red star Behind a fleece vest.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the last event of the Goblet of Fire Four-wizard Tournament is about to begin!" Bagman's magically amplified voice echoed in the stands, "Let me report the current score! Harry Potter, 53 points! Cedric Diggory, 54 points, they won first place in the first two events, and Hogwarts School firmly occupied the first place..."
Applause and cheers The sound frightened the birds in the Forbidden Forest and flew into the darkening night sky.
On the referee's bench, Dumbledore sat in the middle of the seat. The red light of a torch not far away illuminated the wrinkles on his face, but he did not look old.
He turned to look at the special referee from the Ministry of Magic beside him, with a smile on his face: "Before the game starts, do you want to check the settings inside the maze, Barty?"
K Rauch said unhurriedly: "You are still as cautious as before, principal, but many of the mechanisms in the maze are disposable and difficult to restore in a short time after use. I believe that the construction workers of the Ministry of Magic and Sprout The professors work rigorously and conscientiously, so there is no need to conduct tests."
He raised his eyebrows, as if he remembered afterward: "By the way, there is also Professor Hagrid. Please forgive me, I always forget that he is now the Care of Magical Creatures professor at Hogwarts."
"Correction, he is an excellent and competent professor." Dumbledore smiled.
"Yes, I have noticed it at work."
Crouch chuckled and pointed at the big man standing in the field scratching his head and laughing: "He is also in this game. If the patrolman sees the signals from the warriors, I believe he will rush into the maze as soon as possible and rescue the injured warriors."
"..."
Ms. Maxim, who had been prepared for a long time, heard the huge gap between the scores and other schools, her olive face still showed some fluctuations, and she sighed softly.
Furong failed to complete the second event and fell too far behind to catch up.
For Beauxbatons, the Goblet of Fire is over, but she came to Hogwarts for more than just the competition.
The eyes of the mixed-race giantess quietly moved and fell on the back row of the auditorium. A young wizard with black hair and black eyes was playing with the lion head hat of the person next to him. During the fight, the hanging on his neck The fall is looming.
Listening to the noisy voice in his ears, Karkaroff came back to his senses. The commentator had finished reading Krum's second-to-last score, but he didn't care at all and looked around expressionlessly. Look, there is a secret restlessness hidden in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)