Hogwarts Homecoming

As time gradually moves closer to that crucial day, the topic of the Triwizard Tournament once again becomes popular on the campus of Hogwarts. The phenomenon that happened before the first competition happens again. No matter where you go, You can hear the little wizards happily discussing the outcome of the second game.

Cedric of Hufflepuff received more attention than the first game.

This is a matter of course, right?

Although Cedric has always been known as the true warrior of Hogwarts, with Hermione there, Gryffindor students do not have to go far to support Hufflepuff's warriors, but now, the situation is different. .

"Hey, Harry, Ron, what's new with Hermione?"

It’s another new week. Angelina, Alia, Katie and several girls from the Gryffindor team walked into the auditorium from the foyer. When they saw the back end of the long Gryffindor table, the two girls were sullen. When they started to eat and were surrounded by boys who exuded the aura of being out of touch with strangers, several girls sighed in disappointment, but Angelina still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"I've said it at least a thousand times!"

Harry, who was drinking pumpkin soup, slammed his silver spoon on the tray and shouted before he could turn around, "Professor McGonagall doesn't allow us to write letters for fear of disturbing Hermione's treatment. If you are so worried about her, why?" Don’t you ask for leave and go to St. Mungo’s!”

After the shouting was over, Harry turned to look at the person who asked the question. When he found that the girl who was a little embarrassed by him was his close comrade in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Harry pursed his lips. , but instead of apologizing, he picked up his silver spoon dully, and continued eating breakfast quickly with a gloomy expression, hoping to leave this noisy place as soon as possible.

Angelina, who had been angered for no reason, was not angry at all. She just sighed softly, shrugged, and walked past Harry with Katie and Aaliyah.

"Brother, look."

While Harry was trying to suppress the endless anger in his heart, Ron, who was sitting opposite him and had a similar complexion to him, raised his head and raised his chin at him, motioning for him to look behind him.

At the Hufflepuff dining table, Cedric Diggory was looking here with a troubled expression. He didn't know whether it was because of Harry's yelling just now, or because he also wanted to come over and see what was going on.

"I promise you, Ron--"

He only glanced at Cedric and then withdrew his gaze. He said coldly,

"If he dares to come over and gloat, I will definitely make his nose look like Dumbledore's. In fact, I have wanted to do this for a long time!"

Neville, who was sitting next to the two of them, opened his mouth, looking like he was hesitating to speak. Judging from what he knew about Cedric Diggory, Cedric probably wouldn't gloat about someone else's misfortune.

But in the end, Neville still didn't make any sound, and even shrank away from Harry and Ron.

In the days since Hermione was attacked and left Hogwarts to go to St. Mungo's for treatment, Harry and Ron had not gotten along very well. Specifically, he looked at both of them as if they had done this. murderer.

Last Friday night, Ron still swore in the dormitory that it must be one of Cedric or Krum, or simply Hermione, who was jointly persecuted by the two, because after Hermione was gone, the two of them were competing for supremacy. The results in the competition were tied for first place.

Harry dismissed Ron's point of view at the time because he believed that Fleur must have joined Cedric and Krum in their conspiracy.

"Think about it, Ron!"

In the warm dormitory, Harry walked around excitedly, waving his arms and saying loudly,

"Hermione and she are both girls in the warriors, but Hermione's grades are first, and hers are last. You know what the Beauxbatons warriors did to show off, even inviting me, she Must be jealous of Hermione!"

Harry stayed beside Seamus' bed, panting, with hatred in his voice,

"Professor Brain doesn't need to investigate anything at all. He should just send the other three people to Azkaban!"

"They're crazy."

Seamus and Neville squeezed into Dean's bed in the corner. The remaining three boys in the dormitory looked at Harry and Ron who looked murderous. Neville, who was trembling, said in horror.

The morning of the fourth year was Herbology class with Hufflepuff and Care of Magical Creatures with Slytherin.

Perhaps only in the Care of Magical Creatures class, Harry and Ron can feel more relaxed, because only Hagrid can fully appreciate their feelings, while in other professors' classes, they will still ask them to maintain their usual focus on the class. Not caring that they were facing the fact that their best friend was hanging on by a thread.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid left the young wizards who had been driven around by the "beginning to take shape" of the blast-ended snails, and walked aside with Harry and Ron.

"I was sitting at the staff table and I could hear you yelling at Johnson from across the hall, Harry."

Hagrid's black beetle-like eyes were full of reproach,

"I have to talk about you, Harry. Johnson is also your friend. She is still your teammate on the Quidditch team. You should not talk to her like that. Moreover, you have to know that Professor McGonagall does not allow Why are you writing to Hermione? It's impolite to discuss Professor McGonagall in that tone."

"But we've had enough!"

Harry looked livid and didn't speak, and Ron said angrily,

"Everyone who knows Hermione sees us and asks, like we should know yes!"

"They're asking because they care about Hermione just like you two, don't they?"

Hagrid said patiently.

"I must think so, Hagrid."

Harry couldn't hold it in any longer;

"They are only concerned about whether Hermione can come back to participate in the Triwizard Tournament and whether they can win honor for Hogwarts. What they don't care about is Hermione's life or death!"

"This is your opinion, Harry, and no one else's."

Hagrid's voice became more solemn,

"I heard Professor McGonagall say this morning that the two of you have already been detained by three professors. If you continue like this, you should be expelled and go home. So, I hope you can behave more rationally!"

Seeing what Harry was trying to argue with, Hagrid continued,

"I can fully understand that you are worried about Hermione's life and want to know her current situation, but I want to tell you that sometimes, no news is good news, because it at least means that Hermione is currently doing well. , and you also have to trust Professor Blaine and Professor Dumbledore."

Glancing at Neville, who was lifted into the air by the giant snail's pincers and roaring miserably, Hagrid paused.

"Hey, Longbottom, come down quickly. What are you hanging on the snail's pliers? It's dangerous!"

After saying that, Hagrid lowered his head and continued to persuade Harry and Ron.

"Think about it, the two most powerful wizards in the European wizarding world are trying their best to ensure Hermione's safety. What else can you worry about?"

boom!

A sudden banging sound interrupted Hagrid. The three of them looked at the person in unison, and found that the sound was made by Neville when he landed from mid-air, and the squid was still emitting light smoke from its holding pincers. .

"What are you doing, Hagrid!"

Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared in the Care of Magical Creatures class and said with a sullen face,

"Mr. Longbottom was almost torn into pieces by your squid, didn't you notice?"

"Yeah, I thought he...ahem,"

Seeing Professor McGonagall's eyebrows raising higher and higher, Hagrid shrank his head guiltily.

"I mean, I was planning on rescuing him. So, what do you want, Professor McGonagall?"

"I'm looking for Potter and Weasley."

Professor McGonagall came over and pulled Neville, whose legs were already weak, to stand up. At the same time, he glared at the Slytherin students who were already enjoying the scene and said in a solemn voice.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall, if you are in the Great Hall this morning."

Hagrid glanced at Harry and Ron who were surprised and guilty, sighed, and prepared to defend them.

"Come on, Potter, Weasley,"

Professor McGonagall said a little impatiently,

"Professor Black is waiting for you two in Gryffindor Tower. He said he can't stay too long and he has to return to St. Mungo's as soon as possible!"

"Sirius?!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. They knew that he was guarding Hermione at St. Mungo's to prevent anyone from attacking her again. However, he suddenly came to Hogwart. What are you doing?

Harry and Ron had no joy in their hearts, only fear. Fear of something bad happening.

"He's here to help Miss Granger get her textbooks."

Looking at the pale faces of Harry and Ron, Professor McGonagall's pursed lips suddenly curved, and her expression, which had been tense for a while, completely melted under this smile.

"Professor Black also brought news, go quickly, I believe you will be happy to hear the good news!"