Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

The celebration lasted until nearly midnight. Even with Glenn's help, Qiu still drank a lot of butterbeer, making her cheeks red and her eyes blurred.

Seeing that she was too drunk, and with Glenn's urging, everyone in the common room dispersed.

Facts have proved that although the alcohol content of butterbeer is not high, it cannot withstand drinking too much.

At breakfast time the next day, although Qiu had no appetite, she still ate a few pieces of bread to cushion her stomach at Glenn's insistence.

When the two left the Great Hall, they happened to meet Hermione and Harry in the foyer.

Compared to the hungover Qiu, Harry looked even more haggard.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Glenn asked proactively, "Why do you feel like you don't look well?"

Harry bit his lip, glanced at Qiu guiltily, and hesitated to speak.

It seemed that after experiencing Gryffindor's celebration and Ron's backstabbing last night, he felt guilty towards Qiu.

"Your expression is so strange, as if you have done something sorry for us..." Qiu said blankly, "Isn't it because you were also elected as a warrior..."

"What's there to feel guilty about?" Glenn patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, let's go for a walk."

Harry wanted to relax, so he didn't refuse.

It has become a lot colder in the Scottish Highlands around Halloween, and it is morning, so there is inevitably a bit of chill in the air.

The four of them walked aimlessly along the grass outside the castle, and unknowingly came to the lakeside, where Debstrang's ship was docked. Although it blocked the sun, it was still a sheltered place from the wind.

"I really didn't throw my name into the Goblet of Fire..."

Along the way, with Qiu's confirmation, Harry repeated everything that happened after he left the Gryffindor table the night before.

After gaining the trust of the three people, his face finally looked better.

"Of course I know you didn't sign up," Hermione said decisively. "There's no way the look on your face when Dumbledore announced your name was staged."

"It would be great if Ron could think so..." Harry smiled bitterly, "Did you see him in the auditorium? Does he still think that I signed up secretly without telling him?"

"Um...no, I don't think so...actually not," Hermione said unnaturally.

"Not really?" Harry repeated, asking, "What does that mean?"

"Actually, Harry, I think Ron's attitude is understandable." Glenn said, "He's just been blinded by his emotions and his most basic judgment ability."

Harry turned around and looked at him blankly: "Emotion? What emotion?"

"Oh, Harry, don't you understand yet?" Hermione sighed helplessly and said, "He is jealous!"

"Jealous?" Harry obviously didn't understand what she meant. "Jealous for what? Is he willing to be embarrassed like me in front of the whole school...I mean three schools?"

"This is not embarrassing, Harry." Glenn shook his head, "For most people, this is a rare opportunity - to become a warrior, participate in competitions, and win honor for the school."

"Think about it," Hermione said patiently, "you know, it's always you who gets everyone's attention..."

Before she could finish speaking, Harry immediately interrupted angrily: "It's not my fault! No matter where I go, there are people staring at my forehead stupidly...Do I want this?"

"Don't be angry, Harry, I seem to understand Ron's mood..." Qiu Ye comforted, "You know, although Ron's family is very happy, he has so many outstanding brothers."

She counted down her fingers for Harry: "Not to mention Bill and Charlie...Although Percy has a bit of a strange personality, he is the president of the Student Union and has also worked in the Ministry of Magic. Mrs. Weasley likes him so much; and

Fred and George, although their grades are not very good, their popularity is unmatched by anyone..."

"And you - his best friend, so famous and so popular. In such an environment, of course he hopes to attract more people's attention like you."

Hermione also continued: "Look at him again. He was originally the most inconspicuous child in the family. He finally got to Hogwarts, but every time someone saw you, he was left aside and he endured this silently.

Yeah, never said a word..."

"But he can't just see this, can he?" Harry asked, "You all know that I don't like this kind of life, and besides this, I have to endure more - there will be trouble from time to time.

Come to the door, endure the bullying from the Dursleys, and those nightmares... When will he believe that I am not happy?!"

He suddenly burst into unknown anger and asked loudly.

Facing the backstabbing from his good brother, his overemotional problem was exposed again.

"That's why I said he was just blinded by his emotions," Glenn continued to advise, "Just talk to him. Ron is not a fool. I believe he will understand."

Harry said hard to himself: "I don't want to chase him around and teach him to mature!"

"But he is also your best friend, isn't he?" Glenn asked patiently, "When good friends encounter problems, isn't it the time when you need to stand up the most? Just like now, if we put

If you leave me here and don't care, what should you think if I want you to mature?"

"But..." Harry searched hard for a reason to escape, "But I still have so many things to do, and I still have to prepare for the first competition event..."

Hermione rolled her eyes: "Please stop making excuses, Harry! You don't even know what to prepare for the competition."

"I...Okay..." Harry was speechless for a moment, "I'll go talk to him..."

"It's best to find an opportunity when Hermione is present," Glenn suggested. "Control your temper. Harry, you must know that you are helping your friend come out of a corner, rather than compromising with him or something like that."

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"Okay..." Harry nodded, "Let's go back. I think I should write a letter to Sirius. He doesn't know that I have become a warrior yet..."

"This is a good idea. Maybe he can also give you some good advice on how to get along with friends." Glenn agreed.

"That's right!" Hermione suddenly remembered something and said: "Regarding Professor Moody's speculation - since you definitely didn't put your name in, then we have to think about who did this.

?He is right, at the level of a student, it is impossible to deceive a powerful magic item like the Goblet of Fire!"