Homecoming from Hogwarts

"What, I-I want to go with you guys?"

When Harry excitedly told Ron that the three of them would appear together in the Triwizard Tournament, Ron was immediately shocked and his eyes widened, and his mouth became so long that an egg could be stuffed in.

That's the Triwizard Tournament!

That was the Triwizard Tournament broadcast live in front of the entire European wizarding community, and countless wizards were closely following the game.

Being able to show up in the competition is not only a supreme honor, but if you can win the competition, you can also get a huge reward of Galleons.

Ron would never forget that at the beginning of this school year, when Hermione was chosen as the champion of the tournament, he even had a falling out with Hermione and Harry out of jealousy.

But he never expected that one day he would be able to stand on the competition field with full justification!

Not only Ron, but also Lavender, Seamus and Dean who heard the conversation were all stunned.

"Have you really decided?"

Ron, whose intimate behavior with Lavender had just been caught by Harry and Hermione, did not turn redder, but turned pale. He looked at Hermione and stammered,
"Consider me. Let me be your teammate?"

"Unless you don't want to?"

Hermione raised her brow.

"Oh, no, of course I am——"

Ron bit his lip.

"But your teammate in physical education class, Neville, might be the best choice. His sword might be more useful than mine."

Lavender immediately became anxious, but before she could say anything, Harry stopped her with a stern look.
"Neville has been picked up by Cedric, Ron -"

Harry said.

"That Ginny"

Ron's breathing quickened slightly, and his tone did not seem like he was trying to convince Harry and Hermione, but rather, it seemed more like he was trying to convince himself.
"She's also your teammate in gym class, isn't she? Hermione, I know Ginny is actually quite capable."

"Yes, that's right—"

Hermione said calmly,

"But I chose you. I have already reported your name to Professor Brain. There is no chance to change it. If you don't want to, Harry and I will go to the arena alone."

In an instant, Ron's face turned red again.

"Of course I would, Hermione, but... I... um, might hold you back. After all, I'm not as professional as you."

"Don't be silly, Ron—"

Hermione pursed her lips and smiled.

"We know you've worked very hard, and I'm sure you'll cooperate well with me and Harry."

Ron finally laughed too.

Several people returned to the sofa by the fireplace and the atmosphere became relaxed.

"So, did Professor Brain tell you what you're going to compete in the third round?"

Excited Seamus asked impatiently.

"Oh, I don't know—"

Hermione said somewhat distressedly,
"His sense of confidentiality is much better than that of the Ministry of Magic. So far, we only know that the venue is in the Forbidden Forest."

"Forbidden Forest."

Dean said in a slightly awed tone,
"The possibilities are endless. There's everything there. You know, there are lots of dangerous magical creatures."

"But since you have already faced the Fire Dragon in the first match—"

Harry objected.

"There are creatures as dangerous as dragons, or more dangerous, Harry—"

Hermione's face turned pale as she began to think seriously about this problem.

"The New York Ghost reported that Professor Brian had dealt with a Nundu leopard in New York. That creature was as fast as lightning and its breath was extremely poisonous. It is said that it would take a hundred wizards to deal with a Nundu leopard. If we encounter one -"

Hermione's expression became visibly anxious and uneasy.
"Should we go to the library now to find out if there is any way to restrain the Nangdu Leopard?"

"It's all uncertain, Hermione."

Harry said rationally,

"I suggest asking Hagrid. No one knows better than him what dangerous creatures there are in the Forbidden Forest."

Hermione's brown eyes flickered with desire, but then she hesitated.

"No, Harry, that's cheating." Harry rolled his eyes inwardly, knowing that Hermione's pedantry was coming back.

"Go ask, Hermione—"

Although he decided to participate, Ron's lips turned pale with nervousness.
"Isn't gathering intelligence one of the tests in the Triwizard Tournament?"

This is the truth. Hermione frowned and fell into deep thought, while the people around her kept persuading her.

"Oh, stop it!"

Hermione, who was annoyed, shouted angrily,

"I need to think carefully about whether this is appropriate!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, both with helplessness on their faces, but at the same time, they reached a consensus through eye contact that no matter whether Hermione was willing to ask Hagrid for special treatment or not, they were going to go and ask anyway.

By lunchtime, word had spread that each warrior could be equipped with two assistants.

The little wizards in the auditorium were discussing two topics. One was the reason why Professor Brian set up this trick, and the second was the final exam of the physical education class.

"Professor Brian won't let me talk about it?"

Harry looked at Fred and George, who were grinning mischievously, in confusion.

"But what's so secretive about this?"

Hermione also gave Ginny a questioning look.

"I'm sorry, Hermione—"

Ginny responded to Hermione with an apologetic smile, but there was a hint of playfulness and expectation in her smile.
"Professor Brian asked us to sign a confidentiality agreement and a security agreement."

Confidentiality and security agreements.
Harry blinked his green eyes, remembering the thick stack of parchment that Professor Brain brought to the class. At the same time, he also remembered the ingenious 'practical lesson' of Defense Against the Dark Arts in his second year.

"Could it be that?!"

Harry stared at Fred and George in amazement.

"Professor Brian wants you to deal with many Inferi at once?"

"Ahem, don't ask!"

George had a smile on his face, but his serious tone made Harry and the other two roll their eyes in ridicule.
"Ask and you can't tell!"

While the young wizards were anxiously discussing these two issues during their meal, Amosta was also giving a lecture to the other two warriors in the Student Safety Office.
"That's the rule--"

Amosta said to Victor, Fleur and Madame Maxime, he raised two fingers to them and smiled,

"You can each choose two helpers for yourself, and the selection is limited to the young wizards you brought from this school."

After a short silence, Madame Maxime expressed her opinion somewhat unhappy.

"That's not fair, Amosta, we only have a limited number of students, while the two champions of Hogwarts have a wider range to choose from. So."

Madame Maxime glanced at Fleur who was in deep thought, and also stretched out three fingers with emerald and opal rings.

"The champions of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons should have three helpers."

"I'm so sorry, ma'am--"

Amosta smiled and shook his head.

“Although I agree with what you said, the two champions of Hogwarts have a wider range to choose from.

However, the students brought by Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are all used to compete for the status of champions in the tournament. They are the elite of your respective schools. Even if all the students of the two schools are brought here, assistants will only be selected from these people. "

Madame Maxime wanted to argue, but Amosta continued,
"The assistants chosen by the two Hogwarts warriors are all minors. The youngest of them, Luna Lovegood, is only thirteen years old in her third year, ma'am. Therefore, I cannot agree to your request."

Madame Maxime was speechless.

"Wikdom--"

Amosta turned his head and looked at the older boy across the sofa.
"Regarding the situation of the third game, I have informed your headmaster Dregern in advance. He will arrive at Hogwarts this weekend evening to give you encouragement and guidance."

Wikdom nodded silently, his face looking less sinister.

"That's the situation—"

Amosta stood up and said gently,
"If you have no other questions, I think we can go down together..."

"wait--"

Furong suddenly raised her hand.
"If you don't mind...Is it okay if I want to talk to you alone?"

(End of this chapter)