Hogwarts: Don't you all have the God's Eye?

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Harry was surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Hermione, Ron and I just met Snape and Karkaroff! They must be planning something!"

"Karkaroff is scared! He knew Snape before!"

Harry was halfway through his speech when he suddenly found that Ron stopped talking. He had a complicated expression and stared at Andy and Hermione in a daze.

Harry pushed Ron and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Ron didn't respond, but asked Hermione, "Is he your dance partner?!"

Harry realized that Hermione was particularly beautiful tonight.

Just now, the situation was urgent, and he didn't notice that Hermione had dressed up carefully, as if she was going to a dance.

Her curly brown hair became unusually smooth, and her teeth looked neat and beautiful.

The blue skirt gave people a gentle touch like moonlight in the night, and paired with Hermione's face, people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Harry couldn't help but sigh: "Hermione, you look so beautiful tonight."

"Thank you." Hermione looked at Ron expressionlessly, "Whether Andy is my dance partner or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Ron said angrily: "Of course it has nothing to do with me. First it was Krum, then Andy. Why should I care?"

"It seems that only warriors can become your dance partner, right?"

"It's all my fault. I actually thought of inviting you before. I really overestimated my abilities!"

Hermione was also so angry that her face turned red: "Ron Weasley, don't get it wrong. Who I choose as my dance partner is my own business. It has nothing to do with whether I am a warrior or not."

"If you want to go to the dance with me, then invite me before others ask. As a friend, I may not refuse you at that time."

"But it's impossible now! Because you are simply unreasonable!"

"Even if I accept Krum's invitation, what can you say?"

Ron had no way to refute. He waved his hand and turned around and walked away quickly.

"Ron!"

Harry looked at the scene with his mouth wide open.

He didn't know why Hermione and Ron quarreled.

Harry looked at Ron, then looked at Hermione, and finally chose to chase Ron.

Andy didn't want to interfere with the quarrel between adolescents, so he stopped Harry in time.

Harry stopped and looked at Andy in confusion.

"Have you solved the secret of the golden egg?"

Harry shook his head: "No..."

"So, if you are free tomorrow, come to find me by the Black Lake." Andy smiled, "Bring your golden egg, Professor Moody said we should work together."

So direct? Harry was surprised: "This is not good, Andy, why do you want to help me?"

Andy smiled: "Because I'm in a good mood tonight."

Harry didn't say yes or no, his face was very confused.

Although he has now understood that there is actually no fairness in the Triwizard Tournament, this is the first time he has heard such a direct invitation.

He and Andy were rivals, but now Andy had to help him unlock the secret of the golden egg.

"I'm kidding." Andy said, "Don't be too stressed. You told me in the first project that we would face a dragon. Although I knew it in advance, I wanted to return the favor."

Harry scratched his head and forced a smile, accepting Andy's explanation.

He said goodbye hurriedly and turned to chase Ron.

The few people parted unhappily, leaving only Hermione and Andy standing there.

Andy asked, "Are you okay?"

Hermione shook her head and pursed her lips: "Nothing..."

Hermione's eyes had been red since Rita Skeeter was subdued by Andy.

She was trying to hold back her emotions.

Too many things happened tonight. It was not easy to solve Rita Skeeter's troubles, but now she and Ron quarreled again.

Andy comforted her softly: "They don't know what you did. It's not your fault, Hermione."

Hermione finally couldn't help it, and a few tears dripped down the corners of her eyes.

She lowered her head and sobbed silently.

Andy didn't disturb her, just waited quietly.

After a while, Hermione put her expression back together. She rubbed her eyes and said, "I'm really fine."

"The one in your pocket... Forget it, I believe you."

She looked up and found Andy staring at her face with a smile.

Hermione exclaimed, and then she realized that her makeup was all ruined.

She covered her face with her hands, her face flushed: "...Thank you

Thank you, tonight...I, I'm leaving first! "

After saying that, Hermione hurriedly turned and left.

Andy waited until Hermione's figure disappeared from sight before taking the beetle out of his pocket.

Beetle once again transformed into Rita Skeeter.

She shouted excitedly: "It's killing me!"

"But I heard everything just now! I'm going back to write the manuscript right away!"

Andy asked: "What to write?"

"Miss Granger's Hogwarts Love Fantasy Adventure!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong and quickly shut up.

Andy said with a smile: "If I hear what happened tonight in any form from anyone, I will put the responsibility on your head."

"You know what's going to happen, right?"

Rita Skeeter shook her head quickly: "I won't write, absolutely not."

Andy: "What else did you find out tonight?"

Rita Skeeter: "No, I just want to follow Granger to see if there is any more gossip to write about."

Andy: "Do you think I will believe it? Hermione discovered you first, not you following Hermione."

Rita Skeeter's face froze: "Well, I followed the big man in the castle. He had an affair with Maxim of Beauxbatons."

"You mean Hagrid?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Did you hear what they said?"

Rita Skeeter became excited when she talked about this: "He is a half-blood giant! Can you believe it?"

"His mother is the giantess Fridvafa! Her current whereabouts are unknown."

"If I report this, he will be finished! Haha! I can gain a lot of fans again!"

Andy: "Oh, that's right, then don't write it."

Rita Skeeter's face was dull: "Why?"

Andy: "Hagrid is my friend. She is the same as Hermione. I don't want to see any words about half-blood giants in the newspapers."

Rita Skeeter was going crazy: "I'm not allowed to write this, and I'm not allowed to write that, so what should I write?"

"You give me a list of your friends, and I won't touch any of them with names, okay?"

Andy smiled and said: "I will, don't worry, I already told you that I have a lot of information to report to you."

Andy leaned into Rita Skeeter's ear: "So, so, so, so..."

After listening quietly, Rita Skeeter's eyes lit up: "I'll start writing when I get back!"