Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 201 Bad, Really Bad
Malfoy wasn't afraid, but his whole body became more and more gloomy.

He was a little unloved, not even blooming bud in the corner of Hogwarts.

The eyes of the whole school were now on Harry.

The calendar turned over page by page.

In their busy study and life, they are looking forward to and looking forward to, February finally arrives, and at the end of this month, the second round of the Triwizard Tournament will be ushered in.

During this period of time.

Harry still studied every day, and occasionally he would turn out the Marauder's Map to see if the name of Barty Crouch or "Cobain Yaxley" would appear. Unfortunately, he found nothing, but he often saw the card Karloff's name appeared in Snape's office.

Although he went diligently, he was still timid and fearful, and he hadn't made up his mind to contact the Death Eaters.

Until the week before the second round of the project.

An unexpected figure appeared at Hogwarts.

Sirius stuffed the egg into his arms: "How is it possible! It's just a pity that I wanted to steal a Thunderbird breeding manual."

As he spoke, he sighed.

A few people were dancing there with their dogs on their legs.

Maybe she went to the library.

Maybe something else.

It was a somewhat gloomy Friday, spring was approaching, and the cold air was filled with a biting chill in order to show off its power again.

"Didn't get caught?" Harry asked when he had finished.

After they all walked out, Fred nodded blankly, muttered in response, turned his head to look at his hand, and became puzzled: "Where is Mr. Black?"

Wait for Harry and the others to come back.

With a flick of his wand, Harry picked up a piece of parchment on the table that turned into a collar.

"I'll also contact the Ministry of Magic." Sirius said as if he was taking credit.

"Are you going to attack the Ministry of Magic?" Sirius' eyes became dangerous.

Fleur's treasure is her sister, but Krum's treasure is a bit unexpected, it is a male, the same character as Dumbledore?
I have a rough guess in my heart.

Ludo Bagman, Albus Dumbledore, Ms. Maxim, he was familiar with them.

He already knew what the treasure of the second round was - and his own was Hermione.

"Oh, Harry, you're back?" Fred waved to him cheerfully, "Want to have a drink?"

"Get up?" Harry's face became serious, and his voice lowered a bit, "Did you see her get up, or was there no one in her bed when you got up?"

When I got back from exercise, Hermione was rarely seen in the lounge.

"She's from our side?" Sirius shook his head in disbelief, "That bitch doesn't look like a good person."

"When I woke up, there was no one on her bed. It's like this every day." Lavender replied immediately, "There is something."

But now the situation is special, the Death Eaters are staring at themselves, they find that they can't attack themselves, and then attack the people around them.
This is very likely to happen.

What an amazing four months.

In the lounge, Crookshanks led a big black dog in. Although the disguise was very similar, almost anyone who knew it could tell that it was Sirius Black at a glance. George and Fred were still eager Greeted him casually, and fed him a piece of chocolate and a glass of vodka by the way.

With a blank expression on his face, Harry put away the Marauder's Map.

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't want to find a way to rescue you if someone comes over there in a few months."

Different from the previous scene, the seats that surrounded the fire dragon paddock in November last year are now lined up on the other side of the lake, and there are three huge curtains set up in front of the seats, and the house elves are busy Fix these things.

But until 08:30, most of the students got up from their beds, and at 09:30, the second round of competition started, Hermione still didn't show up.

He had to spend a few days of vacation in Hawaii before landing with a group of stowaways.

But his steps were very sincere, and he walked towards the edge of the black lake.

"You thought it was right." Hermione said, affirming his thoughts, "She is indeed that kind of person."

"A little deal." Harry said succinctly, "I'll explain to you when I find her, at least she will definitely be on our side when it comes to dealing with the Death Eaters."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully: "I am a little impressed by her, I always thought she was the kind of thing that would only gossip."

Harry shook his head: "No, I'm afraid the godfather came to see me for something."

"Which Skeeter?" Sirius was taken aback, his tone surprised, "Is that Skeeter?"

Ron listened attentively, his eyes full of envy.

Harry didn't take it seriously, it was good to take a lazy bed once in a while, she needed it badly right now.

Harry walked up to a room, and without hesitation, pushed the door open.

Harry got up early in the morning, and the game would not affect his normal life.

There are also things he is not familiar with, such as "Gabrielle Delacour"-this little pendant that seems to have been with Fleur Delacour all the time.

"Hermione?" Lavender was taken aback, she was a little surprised, "Didn't she get up very early?"

It's just that Arie Macon can't get in.

Harry nodded: "Long time no see, why didn't you notify me when you came to school?"

Harry held the egg and interrupted him: "You want me to raise it?"

Hermione was surprised.

"School?"

In order to steal this Thunderbird egg, how would he fight wits and bravery with a group of Thunderbirds, and escape before the wizards found out.

"Ivaneski" is a very masculine name. Harry has seen him. He is often active on the wreck of Durmstrang, and it is no accident that he is a student of Durmstrang.

Harry nodded: "The one from the Daily Prophet."

"It's better to get legal procedures." Harry echoed him, "I'll ask Professor Dumbledore in a few days, he should have a solution."

She's with several other names.

Harry frowned, and rushed out of the lounge before she could finish, opening the Marauder's Map.

"But their sense of smell is a bit too keen, not the Aurors of Great Britain"

Sirius' eyes became more dangerous: "I know him, a very troublesome guy, I have fought him many times."

Outside the tower, the cold wind whizzed.

Hermione and Ron followed him.

He dragged Sirius out again.

"I have a surprise for you." Sirius touched his arms, took out his traceless stretching spell pocket, and took out something, "There are some things on vacation, I couldn't come back on Christmas, this is a belated Christmas gift .”

"Thunderbird's egg?" He took a deep breath.

"It's too responsible. Whenever I show up at the border, they will come out immediately and stare at me."

Ron rolled his eyes.

"Speaking of the Ministry of Magic." Harry returned the egg to him. He couldn't keep this thing in his hands, or he would always wonder if it could be made into a potion. "Godfather, I need you to help me find some people."

"That guy Skeeter hasn't gone anywhere recently and hasn't given me any news yet." Harry frowned, "Something may have happened to her, and the Daily Prophet hasn't published her articles for a while. If you have the chance, look for her too."

With Dumbledore, Hermione's safety was guaranteed.

It was an egg, not a dragon egg, but like a dragon egg, there was an exuberant aura, an aura he was very familiar with.

They chatted for a while, and Sirius couldn't wait to turn back into a big dog, ran to the lounge, and continued to drink with George and Fred. Let's review the content of the second round of projects again.

Harry shook his head, and told him about the events before and after the Yule Ball: "Although I suspect Barty Crouch Jr., at present, the most likely person to do these things is Cobain Yaxley."

To wake up Sirius' alcohol-paralyzed mind, he raised his head and glanced blankly at Harry, then at Hermione and Ron, and after making sure there was no one else, he yawned and returned to adulthood.

Sirius shook his head and winked: "How is it possible? I'm very experienced. Well, although Ari Macon's wizards are very serious, they are not much better than Aurors. A transformation spell can turn them around .”

Sirius nodded thoughtfully: "So I make a space at home to raise it?"

The Marauder's Map slowly rolled out. Harry glanced over the girls' bedroom, the lounge, the library, and the bathroom. There was no name "Hermione Granger". He continued to search, and soon Find the name of the person who worries you.

Until the day of the game.

He talked endlessly about how he crossed the Mediterranean Sea, crossed the dangerous land of Africa, set off from Mozambique, floated in the Indian Ocean for half a month, was almost swallowed by a giant whale, and recuperated in Austrilia for a week. Only then officially began his journey across the Pacific Ocean.

Harry had a complicated expression.

"Harry, long time no see!" He greeted warmly.

"Brown." Harry called to Lavender, "Hermione isn't up yet?"

"Ah?" Sirius nodded blankly, "The thunderbird is a very powerful magical animal, no less than the phoenix, and the blood and feathers of the thunderbird are too hard to get, sometimes I just heard the news, it was killed Bought it."

"Godfather, of course it's good." Harry touched the egg, feeling its breath, "but where should I keep it?"

Sirius held it up high: "Yes, it took a lot of work to get it, the Ministry of Magic of Ari Macon, oh, they are called Congress, it is really difficult, they and the group Muggle officials are nothing like that."

In the room, Ludo, who was talking high and rich, was taken aback, and said in a panic and surprise: "Harry? How could you... Who told you."

"I just found out that Hermione was missing early in the morning, so I was afraid of any accidents, so I came here." Harry answered him softly, his eyes fell on Hermione, "It seems to be just as I guessed, the 'treasure' of the second round of projects '?"

　My butt hurts today, and I suddenly got angry, damn it! !

　　Update two chapters first, and work hard to update the big chapter tomorrow

　　
　
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