Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

Seeing Irina rescuing him, Harry glanced at her gratefully, and then said honestly: "No."

Irina nodded, looked at the others, and said loudly: "Do you think Harry can break the restrictions set by Professor Dumbledore?! Don't forget, even Fred and George's age-enhancing drugs are against Professor Dumbledore’s ban is also invalid!”

Hearing Irina's words, the little lions in the Gryffindor common room were all talking about it, but many of them still frowned and looked suspicious.

A sixth-grade lion cub asked: "Lowell, if Potter didn't throw his name into the Goblet of Fire, who else would throw his name into the Goblet of Fire? What would that person's purpose be?" What is it?"

Irina said calmly: "Senior, you should remember what Professor Dumbledore said before that the Triwizard Tournament was stopped for some reason, right?"

Hearing this, the sixth-grade little lion nodded and subconsciously replied: "It's because there were too many deaths in the Triwizard Tournament that year..."

Before the sixth-grade lion cub could finish speaking, many of the little lion cubs, including him, who were still doubtful at first, showed a look of surprise.

And the sixth-grade little lion even exclaimed: "Lowell, are you saying that someone wants to kill Harry and let him die in this extremely dangerous Triwizard Tournament?!"

The words of this sixth-year lion cub caused the fear of the entire Gryffindor common room. They made a sound of surprise, and the sound of gasping came one after another in the Gryffindor common room.

Harry was a little depressed. Professor Moody and Linn both thought that someone wanted to kill him, and now even Irina said so. Could it be that someone really wanted to kill him.

Just when Harry was extremely confused, Fred expressed the question in his mind: "Irina, who do you think wants to kill Harry?"

Hearing this, Irina chuckled. She looked around at the people around her and said word by word: "Who else wants to kill the savior and make the magic world chaotic again? If I guessed correctly , that person is probably Voldemort!"

As the name "Voldemort" sounded, most of the lion cubs shuddered subconsciously, as if the ice wall Irina had previously released had not disappeared.

"Nonsense, the mysterious man is obviously dead!"

A seventh-grade lion cub said sharply.

Irina nodded lightly and said: "I don't deny this, but you all must know that Voldemort is not completely dead yet. The remnant soul of Voldemort that Lynn and I forced back three years ago is the best Proof! I think it won’t be difficult for him to contact those Death Eaters who are still active!”

After hearing Irina's words, those who still had doubts about Irina fell silent.

"Okay, everyone doesn't need to be so heavy. Since we all know each other's plans, let's not let the other party succeed!" Irina clapped her hands gently, attracting everyone's attention. "We should not cheer blindly here, but should protect Harry's safety and not give the Death Eaters a chance to succeed."

Everyone nodded solemnly.

Seeing the expressions of the lion cubs sharing the same hatred, Harry was moved and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"We must protect Potter and prevent the mysterious man from taking advantage of him!" a fifth-grade lion cub stood up and said.

Another third-year little lion nodded and said, "Yes, we must stay by Potter's side anytime and anywhere and not give anyone a chance!"

Another seventh-grade little lion suggested: "I suggest that our fifth-grade students and above should follow Harry every day in their spare time. Everyone should come according to the time on their own class schedule, each group of five people, each period One rotation in a big class!”

These Gryffindor little lions discussed how to protect Harry and stop the mysterious man's plan. They even talked about how to protect Harry in the toilet.

Harry's face turned pale when he heard these words. If they really followed him when he went to the toilet, then he might not even have the most basic privacy!

In the end, Irina reluctantly interrupted their discussion: "Everyone, there is no need to follow Harry when he goes to the bathroom. I think everyone just needs to protect Harry when he leaves the common room. , after all, there can’t be anyone among us with ulterior motives, right?”

These little lions nodded slightly. They did not think that there would be undercover Death Eaters among them.

Seeing that they relaxed, Harry let out a sigh of relief.

After the little lions of Gryffindor discussed a plan to protect Harry, Harry walked towards his dormitory exhausted.

However, things did not go as smoothly as Harry imagined. After returning to the dormitory, Harry was irritated by Ron who stayed in the dormitory the whole time and knew nothing about what happened in the common room. .

"Ron, Voldemort wants to murder me! And here you are, jealous over a trivial thing!"

Harry growled angrily at Ron.

Ron's body trembled when he heard the name "Voldemort", and then he said angrily: "Don't mention that name! You said I was jealous of you, but when did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire? Thinking of me?! Aren’t we still the best of buddies?!”

Ron, whose brain was filled with anger, subconsciously ignored Voldemort's words about murdering Harry, and instead became furious at Harry's word "jealousy".

Harry sneered and said: "Even the entire Gryffindor students know something, are you the only one who is still kept in the dark?! If possible, I would really like to put this damn 'warrior' The identity is stuffed into your brain full of splendens!"

Ron looked at Harry in disbelief, and he asked loudly: "You are not possessed by Snape, are you? Do you think I care about your broken warrior? Harry, you selfish bastard!"

Harry felt his blood rising, and the fatigue caused by dealing with the Ministry of Magic officials and Gryffindor classmates seemed to have disappeared. He roared: "Ron, you fool! Voldemort wants to Murder me! Voldemort is going to murder me! Can’t you hear it?! Or is the only thing left in your ears is the damn thing ‘warrior’?!”

Harry's hands gripped Ron's shoulders tightly like pliers, and he pressed his forehead against Ron's. His emerald eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his saliva was flying. (End of chapter)