The days at Hogwarts

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had seen his wand slipping away, while Harry across from him was petrified and unable to fight.

"Oh!"

The moment the curse came upon him, Graves felt a powerful impact, as if a bison had hit him, knocking him out. He hit the stone wall behind the classroom and fell to the ground, even bouncing on the ground. one time.

"Cough cough..."

Graves climbed up with difficulty while coughing, took the wand handed over from Harry with a dazed expression, and unconsciously murmured: "What kind of spell is this?"

Harry was stunned for a moment: "It's a disarming spell."

"Is this a disarming spell?!"

"Expelliarmus, yes, it's the disarming spell."

"..."

Graves looked at his headmaster in confusion. It could be seen from his dull expression that this warrior of Ilvermorny was a little doubtful about life now.

Principal Fontana was silent.

Professor McGonagall was also a little silent.

Ron was the only one grinning.

He even pretended to come forward and comforted Graves a few words, imparted a lot of experience in resisting disarming spells, and loudly praised his strong body, despite being hit by such a severe disarming spell, bumping into such a hard wall, and coughing twice. He can get up at the sound of a sound, but he would have to lie down for more than ten minutes.

It's okay if he didn't say it. As soon as he mentioned it, Graves held his stomach and turned pale.

In order to prevent Ron from aggravating the injury of the friendly school warrior, Loren quickly stopped him from talking.

Professor McGonagall took the opportunity to explain the two duels just now. He was very sure that Graves suffered a secret disadvantage because he did not understand his opponent. The main reason for the unfavorable start today was that Loren and Harry were different from ordinary little wizards. You'll get used to it after practicing a few times.

Loren didn't know how much Graves believed him, but his face looked much better by the time get out of class was over.

After leaving the abandoned classroom, it was already dark outside. A moon hung on the top of the tower in the north, its light was cold and the stars were sparse.

There was still some time before lights out, so Harry and Ron went back to the common room, while Loren and Hermione went to the North Tower to study astronomy.

……

The cool night breeze blew across the platform at the top of the tower. There was a boy with black hair and black eyes sitting on the edge of the wall. His feet were hanging out of the wall, swaying slightly in the wind.

A beautiful girl was lying next to him, her head resting on his lap, her clear eyes filled with the glimmer of stars.

"Actually, I think Graves is already very powerful, and Harry's disarming spell is also very powerful. Even if you practice with me all the time, I think my dueling ability is only a little better than theirs, and... it may be very soon. Just can’t compare to them.”

In the cool night breeze, the little witch's voice was a little melancholy: "Loren, I seem to be a nerd who only knows how to memorize things by rote..."

"Classmate Granger," the boy's voice was solemn and solemn, "Being able to read and recite the knowledge in books is an extremely powerful ability. It is not memorizing by rote, nor is it a nerd!"

"But my dueling ability is very average. I have practiced for so long and I am only a little better than them."

"I will always practice with you, and you will always be better than them."

Hermione looked at his lower face quietly, the stars in her eyes began to ripple, and she couldn't help but feel a hint of pleasure at the corner of her mouth.

"Professor Morgan is really reliable..."

Hermione turned slightly sideways and buried her face in his belly. She wrapped her hands around his waist from the side and tightened it tightly. When she breathed slowly, she could smell the smell of laundry detergent on his robe, and her forehead and cheeks could still smell it. Feel the warm body temperature.

Loren felt a little itchy in her belly, but she didn't move.

A soft voice sounded, blending into the not-dark night and drifting away with the wind:

"Do you think Graves won't be able to sleep tonight?"

"It's better not to sleep."

"Ok?"

"I'm worried that when he falls asleep, his dreams are filled with disarming spells."

"..."

Hermione couldn't help but chuckle, and then she felt it was a bit offensive to make fun of someone behind his back. She couldn't be such a bad person, so she pursed her lips and hugged him hard.

Speechless for a moment.

The gentle wind blew away the clouds and mist, making the starry sky outside the tower more brilliant and the moon full.

In the quiet night, it seems that two people are sitting here in silence, which is the happiest thing.

Chapter 489 Father and Son

Thursday afternoon.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Loren sat in his seat and collected the textbooks and notes slowly. The bell had already rang and there were many people in the classroom.

Hermione was asking Professor Moody a few questions at the podium. Most of the other students in the class had sad expressions on their faces, planning to wait until the minor injuries on their bodies had eased and stopped hurting before leaving.

The course content of the Unforgivable Curse was over, but the subsequent courses were still difficult. Professor Moody had mercilessly tested their ability to transfer spells in class, and many people were slightly injured.

Harry had been hit by a severe ear cramping spell and was still grinning and rubbing his ears.

"Always be vigilant and never let down!" Professor Moody shouted nervously before leaving.

"Ugh……"

The little wizards sighed for a while.

Loren and the others slowly walked out of the classroom, only to find a pair of students wearing Ilvermorny school uniforms standing in the corridor, with the Goldie knots on their chests stretched flat.

The two stood there and quietly looked at Professor Moody's back. The lame old man turned around suddenly, and a blue artificial eye locked on them instantly, making them all tremble in fright. They quickly turned around and happened to face Luo. The sight of several people in Lun.

The tall boy on the left has slightly dark skin. His blood has been diluted by two generations. His grandmother's dark skin has been diluted a lot on him, but he can still see the typical mixed-race features, with slightly curly hair and raised eyebrows.

The slightly shorter witch next to her looks like a 100% white girl, with brown and red hair, and a few freckles on her not-so-refined face. She is not stunning, but very attractive.

After surviving the cold winter, their school uniforms had also become thinner. The blue and raspberry red silk clothes were very different from the pure black wide-sleeved magic robes of Hogwarts. Standing there was completely different from the people around them. Not to mention that one of them was a warrior of Ilvermorny, and students passing by frequently cast their gazes at them.

"Harry! Loren! We finally found you!"

Graves pulled Butt and trotted over quickly, with an excited smile on his face. When he came closer, he couldn't help complaining, "Can't your school's stairs be quiet for a while? We spent a lot of time on the three-story stairs. It took half an hour to get here.”

"Don't listen to his nonsense. When Pickley writes to his friends in school, he always brags about showing off the stairs of Hogwarts. You didn't see the tone in his letter, not to mention how proud he is."

After Nancy Butt said this, she couldn't help but show a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to a few people, and introduced herself: "Nancy Butt, Ilvermorny Thunderbird College, nice to meet you. "

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you." Harry shook hands quickly.

"Ron Weasley, nice to meet you."

"Loren Morgan..."

"Hermione Granger..."

Loren looked at Graves aside: "What do you want from us?"

The training and exchange time set by Professor McGonagall and Principal Fontana was Saturday. These two people came to see them specially, and they all blocked the door of the classroom. They must have something else to do.

Graves looked around and whispered: "We are going to explore the situation on the Quidditch pitch, and we specially invite you. Do you want to go together?"

After two events, he finally understood that the Goblet of Fire Tournament is a continuous event, and the whole year is competition time. He really has to wait until before the game starts to learn about the content, and follow the rules of the game properly, pants. Everything must be burned to ashes.

Look at the first fire dragon project. The most seriously injured in the other three schools was Fleur. A corner of her skirt was burned off. Cedric, Krum and this Harry were intact, and he lay directly in the hospital. .

For the second project, Ilvermorny was prepared in advance and there was no difficulty at all.

Therefore, it is impossible to compete honestly. The only way to complete the competition is to explore the information in advance. Harry and the others are from the school, familiar with the terrain, and easy to speak, even if they are caught...

"Scout the Quidditch pitch!"

Harry and Ron exclaimed, then reacted and looked at each other with their smart friend, making eye contact.

I definitely want to go. The first two events require preparation in advance to survive safely. You cannot abide by school rules. You can only maintain your performance in the competition by cheating.

The only worry is that they will be caught by the professor, but now I have two friends from another school. Even if they are caught, the penalty points and confinement will not be punished by the other school. The strength of these two people is not bad, and it is easy to blame the blame... …

Harry received the feedback, nodded with firm eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together!"

The six people reached a consensus and went to the castle entrance together. After exiting the gate and turning toward the stadium, the people around them gradually became sparse, and the wide Quidditch pitch soon appeared in sight.

Loren's mood is a little subtle now.

He vaguely remembered that when the Goblet of Fire competition just started, Ilvermorny was still a representative of integrity and the only school that did not follow evil ways. Unexpectedly, in just two projects, Ilvermorny was dragged into I fell into a mire, and the mud was stained black.

……

"The library in Ilvermorny contains notes from the founder Aesop Seal. Although she did not attend Hogwarts, she heard stories about Hogwarts from her aunt Gormlaith. The students from then on all yearned for Hogwarts.”

"Is the library in Ilvermorny big?"

"Hmm... I think it's big, but there aren't as many magic books as your school. There are also a lot of Muggle books."

"very nice……"

Perhaps because they were both girls, Hermione and Nancy Butt quickly chatted together and had a great time.

"What do you think it will be?" Graves asked Harry quietly.

"I don't know, maybe we will be asked to find something and get it back. There will be many difficulties along the way." Harry thought of the Philosopher's Stone challenge in the first grade.

The journey went smoothly without any so-called Ministry of Magic staff blocking it. It was so smooth that Loren even suspected that it was arranged by Dumbledore.

They walked along the green lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered through a gap between the stands.

The Quidditch pitch in front of me was completely different from before. The pitch was no longer flat and smooth. Someone had built countless long shrubbery low walls here. These low walls were intricate and stretched from all directions toward the center. , there is a circular open space there with a stone platform.

"It's a walled maze!" Hermione whispered.

Graves frowned: "It's just as simple as a maze. Could it be that the third project tests wisdom?"

"Don't think about it, there will definitely be many obstacles." Loren narrowed his eyes slightly and imprinted the entire maze route map in his mind, "Put some magical animals and magic herbs in it, and cast spells on some passages... Probably It’s this kind of thing.”

"Exactly right!"

A high-pitched voice came from behind them, it was the familiar Ludo Bagman, accompanied by Professor Moody.

Bagman first saw Harry standing on the right, with a pleasant smile on his lips, but then he noticed Graves next to him, frowning quietly and not showing it immediately.

His eyeballs rolled twice, and he put a smile on his face again. Looking at the panic expressions of the young wizards, he blinked: "Mr. Morgan is absolutely right, we will set up many obstacles."

"You don't blame us?" Butt said with a strange expression. Isn't this commentator one of the referees?

"Don't worry, the maze is not finished yet, so even if you accidentally take a look at it, it's not cheating." Bagman stepped forward and put one arm around Harry's shoulders and the other around Graves' shoulders. "Anyway, before the third project officially starts, we will let the Warriors take a look. Now it's just a little earlier."

"It doesn't even matter to tell you a little more!" Bagman introduced enthusiastically. "In a month or two, Hagrid and Professor Sprout will cultivate them to twenty feet tall. Hagrid provided A lot of animals, Professor Sprout provided a lot of plants, and Professor Flitwick’s spells are more wonderful than we can imagine.”

He noticed the displeasure on Harry's face, smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, your Quidditch pitch will be restored to its original state as soon as the competition is over.

"Tell you a little more, the Warriors who lead the scoring in the first two games will enter the maze first, you and Cedric first...

"By the way, a friendly reminder, don't peek into the maze at night. There are many people working on construction at that time. My duty time is Thursday..."

Graves' head was dizzy and his smile was forced. He always felt that the current scene was extremely weird.

Is he suggesting that we try to take a peek during the day, especially on Thursday?

The commentator and referee's words sounded like he was conveying information for them.

"It's time to go, how long do you want to watch?"

Professor Moody yelled at the other little wizards. He seemed to be thirsty. His tongue unconsciously licked his right lip. He took out the curved wine bottle, unscrewed the cap and took a sip:

"Fortunately, you met the two of us this time. It was Crouch who was on duty today. Do you know what he would do? He might erase your memories, or set up a prison in the school to lock you up. competition is over."

Loren's mind was spinning, and he noticed that Moody's expression was a little strange.

Ron and others quickly lowered their heads and pretended to be guilty and frightened, and Butt followed suit.

But Hermione noticed what he was talking about Crouch and subconsciously asked: "Is Mr. Crouch busy?"

Before the start of the Black Lake project, they overheard Bagman complaining about Crouch in the Three Broomsticks bar, saying that he was focused on the Goblet of Fire project and left all matters in the department to the interns.

In this case, why was Crouch absent from today's inspection?

Bagman had already introduced the third project in detail at this time. He was in high spirits when he heard her question and answered smoothly: "Yes, Barty is very busy, especially in recent times. Everyone else has lost weight." ”

Bagman seems to have a lot to say about this matter: "If you ask me to say who is the most diligent person in the entire Ministry of Magic, and it is not Barty Crouch who wins the award, anyone else would be ashamed to win this award. "

"He is an amazing wizard. Whether he is the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department or the Director of the International Affairs Cooperation Department, he has never taken a day off because of any illness, a banquet that he couldn't refuse, or the entertainment of any big shot. If it hadn't been for that, how could Fudge be the Minister of Magic?"

Bagman realized what he said and paused for a moment: "Of course, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with Minister Fudge, but compared to Barty..."