Homecoming from Hogwarts

"Auxiliary spells cannot directly attack, but they can create obstacles for the opponent in the duel and help oneself get out of trouble, and have unexpected effects. For example, if you are facing a vicious fire dragon, of course you will not There is no way to defeat it, but you can use the No-Flying Curse to prevent the fire dragon from flying, use the Fire Extinguishing Curse to silence the fire dragon, and then blind its eyes, and you will be much more at ease this way."

Hermione, like Harry, jumped up excitedly, her body trembling slightly with excitement. Just as Harry expected, Hermione memorized everything Professor Blaine said in class, memorizing every word. not bad!
"This is Professor Brain's reminder to all warriors. He has long said that warriors are most likely to be born among students in physical education classes!"

Harry hadn't been this excited for a long time, not since Hermione had been chosen as a Champion.

"The no-flying curse, the flame-extinguishing curse blinded the fire dragon's eyes. How to do this, Hermione!"

"There is a spell called the Eye Spell!"

Hermione's cheeks were flushed by the firelight, and her eyes were flashing with tears, like a prisoner who was sentenced to death but was redeemed before dying.
"I know all these spells!" Hermione's eyes turned red with emotion, "Professor Blaine is such a good person!"

"I thought he would choose to sit back and watch, but I didn't expect it!"

Harry smiled happily,

"So, you just need to review more before the game starts to make sure you don't forget any spells, right?"

Hermione vaguely felt that there were still some problems, but at this time, she was like a drowning person who had finally found a straw. She clutched at the straw and refused to let go, unwilling to think deeply about the problems involved.

After the excitement, exhaustion followed.

These days, their spirits were highly tense, but they could not rest. They had been looking for opportunities to ensure that Hermione could escape from the fangs of the fire dragon. Now, they finally saw the light, and they were so sleepy that they could no longer open their eyes. .

The only trace of reason left allowed the two of them to put the scattered books into their schoolbags instead of kicking them into the fireplace and burning them. Then, they each walked back to the dormitory to rest.

Then, Harry went upstairs and stood in front of the door of his dormitory without walking in.

The dormitory was already dark, and Harry could hear Neville's snoring outside the door. During these days of PE, Neville was very unhappy in their team. He seemed to have completely lost the memory he had when he was practicing Dobby. The sensitivity became as clumsy as on other courses.

It's not difficult to guess where the problem lies. Neville's talent in spells is really lackluster, which affects his original advantage. But that's not what Harry is thinking about.

The door of the dormitory was open, and the wind from the corridor was blowing into the dormitory, sending a steady stream of chill inside.

Did he forget to close the door, or was someone just like him not on the four-poster bed?

Confused, Harry quietly walked in.

Everyone was in their beds, including the guy in the dormitory who was no longer talking to him. Harry sighed, not knowing why he felt disappointed.

With mixed emotions, Harry went to bed without washing up.

If Ron knew these things about the competition, and knew that Hermione was competing with three other warriors to see who could survive longer under the fire dragon's mouth, what would he say? Is he still thinking about the things that made him famous?

The next day was Thursday, and the morning was Herbology class with Hufflepuff.

After half a month, the Hufflepuff students seemed to finally realize that it was a certainty that Hermione would replace Hogwarts as a warrior. This change in perception made them no longer enthusiastic. People who made faces in class, such as Hannah, Finch-Fletchley, and MacMillan, who participated in Professor Blaine's dueling course, also unexpectedly found some sense of honor in Hermione.

After realizing this change, Hermione's psychological burden was finally relieved, but what she didn't understand was that when she was squeezing out the pus from Professor Sprout's newly grown batch of balbo tubers, she could always feel that... Ron, who was a few people away from her, was peeping at her.

After that conflict, Harry and Hermione followed Hagrid's advice and decided to calm down temporarily and not touch each other's sensitive relationship. Ron and they maintained a high degree of tacit understanding, and he generally would not take the initiative. Touch them with your eyes, don't you think?
Hermione stopped what she was doing and looked at Ron, with a faint look of expectation in her eyes. She hoped that Ron would take the initiative to say something to Harry or herself.

However, Ron seemed to have noticed Hermione observing him. He never raised his head again, concentrating on dealing with the rather large tuber with Seamus.

"hiss--"

Hermione felt a sense of loss, and did not notice a drop of highly concentrated yellow-green pus slipping into her wrist along the protective gloves. The corrosive nature of the pus immediately made Hermione's face pale.

"Did you hurt yourself, honey?"

Professor Sprout was on high alert. She immediately ran over to check on the situation, and Harry nervously turned his head over.

"Sorry, Professor, I was careless just now" Hermione gasped sharply "I was careless——"

So far, the number of students who have tasted the harmful effects of Bamboo tubers has reached double digits, but Professor Sprout still showed unusual concern for her. Hermione guessed that this may be because of Sprout. Professor Lauter was well aware of Hufflepuff's unfriendly attitude when she first became a warrior. Including herself, her attitude was a little cold in the first few days. She may have felt a little apologetic, so she Offered to help her deal with her injuries personally.After the class ended, the students left one after another. In the greenhouse, Harry was the only one waiting for Professor Sprout to use a potion to treat the burn marks on Hermione's wrist.

However, just at this moment, Ron, who had left, suddenly returned to the greenhouse again.

"cough--"

Maybe it was because the surprised looks in Harry and Hermione's eyes were too explicit, and Ron seemed a little embarrassed, but no matter what, he walked over despite the pressure in his heart. When he got close, he quickly glanced at Hermione's wrist. The lips moved.

"what?"

Harry asked in surprise as he didn't hear clearly what Ron was saying.

"Krum——"

Ron took a deep breath and pointed sideways at the door.

"Krum is outside, he wants to see you -" Ron pointed at Hermione, his expression a little unnatural, "I asked him what he wanted, but he didn't want to tell. He said he just wanted to be alone with you. Let’s talk——”

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, knowing that Krum was not the only one who was surprised.

"Then, that's it-"

Although he was also confused and disturbed by the fact that Krum came to Hermione, it seemed that Ron's courage had been exhausted after saying these words. He slowly backed away, waited until a certain distance, turned around quickly, and quickened his pace to run. Out of the shed.

"It's done-"

Professor Sprout spoke at the right time, and she threw the cotton swab used to smear Hermione's wound into the trash can, without even asking about the start of the game. The Durmstrang Warriors were looking for one of the Hogwarts Warriors. There is something important to discuss.

When Harry and Hermione walked out of the shed, they immediately saw Krum standing there waiting alone. Some students from Durmstrang were waiting for Krum further away. They should be with Ravenclaw today. Lao joins Haig's classes.

"Careful, Hermione—"

After meeting Snape and Karkaroff's spies, Harry regained his vigilance towards Krum. He lowered his voice and said,

"Maybe Karkaroff didn't get any useful information from Snape, so he sent Krumna to you to try his luck."

This guess is not impossible, but no matter what, Hermione has to go and check the situation.

Harry thought they would chat for a long time, but after only 2 minutes, Krum ran to find his classmates, and Hermione came back with a strange look on her face.

"What's going on?" Harry immediately approached him and asked nervously, "Is he trying to find out about the competition from you? You didn't tell him, right?"

Hermione's face was full of confusion. She responded to Harry's eyes and was quiet for half a minute before speaking.
"On the contrary, Harry—"

Hermione took a deep breath and looked at Durmstrang's group of people heading to the auditorium.

"He came to remind me that the first project we had to deal with was the fire dragon. But how did he know that the only ones with Hagrid that night were me and the principal of Beauxbatons?"

"But why would he remind you?"

After a moment of silence, Harry, whose mouth was open for a long time, pointed out another question worth pondering!








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