Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 554: Peeves Escapes
"Own it again!" Hermione couldn't help but turn her head.

Forget the jealousy just now.

If she heard correctly, Dumbledore 'possessed' Grindelwald again?

He is over a hundred years old. Is his body still in good shape?
And who is on top and who is below.

Hermione's gossipy nature made her tell Ryan her curiosity with her eyes without any concealment.

Even Luna couldn't help but prick up her ears.

Ryan responded: “Ahem, it’s not what you think.

This is not on a physical level.”

"Is that so?" Hermione drooped her face in disappointment.

In Ryan's eyes, the cute and lovely rat teeth disappeared in the pouting little mouth.

On the other side, Harry and his friends were sitting in a carriage with a faint smell of mold and straw.

It’s not that the carriages weren’t maintained.

But in the UK where it rains from time to time, it is normal to have a musty smell.

Even wizards have long been accustomed to it, rather than resorting to all-purpose magic to remove it.

According to some very particular wizards, this is the authentic British flavor.

Ron took a deep breath and said, "Relaxed! The air is fresher after the rain."

The smell of rotting leaves and branches in the soil due to the rain did not seem to affect his evaluation of the air.

A true British person indeed.

Yet even as he sighed, his hand still held Lavender tightly.

It seemed like he was afraid that she would run away.

But Lavender enjoyed it very much. It was the first time she saw Ron clinging to her so much.

She even had the urge to write a letter to Krum to express her gratitude.

If it weren't for him, Ron would probably still be hot and cold towards her.

And Ron.

Perhaps it was the passage of time, and the presence of Lavender, that had restored his colour.

The whole person seems full of confidence.

He looked out the window of the carriage towards Hogwarts in the distance.

I couldn't help but murmur, "Wait! Viktor Krum!"

At this time, he had already forgotten about Furong.

The inferiority complex and the feeling of betrayal combined together at this moment, merging into a state that made Ron full of fighting spirit.

He had already thought of it. He would incorporate all the memories of the pranks that Fred and George had played on him in the past into his magic.

Then he gave Krum a hard blow.

"Be careful, Ron." Lavender warned him, stroking Ron's freckled face with her other hand. "That bastard is a student at Durmstrang, and they say they teach the Dark Arts.

And he is also a famous international star.

Go against him, his fans will - anyway, don't bite the bullet."

"You think I can't beat Krum?" Mr. Ron said angrily. He looked at Harry, "Does Krum have as many fans as Harry?
I'm Harry's friend.

Now it's the championship again.

No one would dare to offend me for someone from another school!"

"That's enough! It's all settled.

"Please sit down, I can't see the rain outside!" Ginny said in annoyance.

She paused and looked at Ron seriously, “Don’t involve Harry in this matter.

Krum was just a Quidditch player after all.

With your magic skills, how can Krum be your opponent! "How many wizards have been to the moon and learned the magic that suits them best?

There were only three of them: her, Harry, and Ron.

In her opinion, even Ron was not someone that could be victimized by anyone.

On the magical level, Krum is just that cat and dog.

As for Harry and Neville, they still didn't voice their doubts.

Because even Lavender, the protagonist of the incident, thinks Krum is a bastard.

They just had to shut up.

Waiting to meet Krum in the auditorium.

The carriage passed through a gate with winged wild boar sculptures on both sides and drove along the wide driveway. Due to the strong wind, the carriage was shaking violently.

Harry leaned against the window and saw Hogwarts coming closer and closer, the many lighted windows gleaming dimly behind the thick curtain of rain.

Their carriage stopped at the foot of the stone steps in front of the two oak doors. At this moment, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the people in the carriage in front hurriedly climbed the stone steps and ran into the castle.

Harry, Ron, Lavender and Neville jumped out of the carriage and ran up the stone steps in two steps. They didn't raise their heads until they entered the cave-like deep hall.

The foyer was torchlit and the marble staircase was magnificent.

"Oh my god, it's waterproof and moisture-proof!" Ron pointed his wand at Lavender. The rain on her head condensed into balls and then evaporated into gas. "I should have used magic earlier! Instead of running here myself!"

He was about to point the wand at himself when a large red balloon filled with water dropped from the ceiling and exploded above Ron's head.

Ron was soaked all over and grumbled, but he blocked Lavender in time.

Ron looked at Lavender who was safe and sound, then raised his head, "Who is it!"

Twenty feet above their heads was floating the mischievous Peeves.

He was short, wearing a hat with bells on it, an orange bow tie, and holding a water balloon in his hand.

However, he was not prepared to take aim again. The muscles on his mischievous broad face were tense. "Harry Potter! It's you again!"

Instead, he scurried up the marble stairs and disappeared like a victim.

"It gave me a fright, I almost thought Harry's anti-Peeves wards were gone.

It turned out that he didn't have time to escape." Neville on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his wand, and Ron, who had just been wet, became dry.

Just steaming all over.

Lavender, who was standing beside him, had already snuggled in his arms - because of Ron's behavior just now.

"Peeves!" an angry voice cried. "Peeves, where are you!"

Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House, rushed out of the Great Hall.

She adjusted her pointed hat and stared around through her square-framed glasses.

But there was nothing.

There wasn't even a hint of mischief.

Because of the rainy weather, she ignored the water stains on the ground.

Her sharp eyes were about to become confused, but when she saw Harry in the crowd, she immediately regained her understanding.

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and said to Harry, "So it's you who are here, Harry.

It's a good thing you got to the hall so quickly, or the students would have been in trouble."

She sternly said to the soaked crowd, "If you are fine, hurry into the auditorium!"

"What do you mean it's okay!
I just got into trouble!
"Just wait, Krum!" Ron couldn't help muttering.

Obviously, he blamed Krum for everything that had just happened.

Harry, Ron, and Lavender slid down the hall, with Neville following close behind them.

However, after passing through the two doors on the right, Ron stood still.

(End of this chapter)