Hogwarts Homecoming

A heavy rain disrupted the daily routine of the three Harrys. After dinner, the flood water that still accumulated on the marble steps made their wish to run exercise completely come to nothing.

However, this also brought some fun to the little wizards. Fred and George first took off their robes and jumped into the ocean to play in the water, followed closely by Neville Longbottom and several Hufflepuff students, and then More and more boys jumped into the water and went crazy.

Dozens of heads were floating in the undulating water. After dinner, Professor McGonagall, who returned to the office to work overtime, saw the little wizards struggling in the water through her window. She was so frightened that she almost left her office. jumped out of the window.

And when she rushed downstairs to find out the truth, her sudden burst of anger made the flames of the torches in the hall tremble.

Every little wizard who entered the water lost ten points and was about to face a week of confinement.

Judging from the number of young wizards who were punished, Filch had no worries about having no one to help him until the end of the semester.

"Where are Potter and Weasley? Don't tell me, they are still in the water!"

In the foyer, the little wizards who were pulled out of the water kept their heads down and endured the lectures. When Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes scanned everyone's faces, she did not find anyone who she thought must be involved in this danger. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Harry and Ron in the game.

"Oh, we're here, Professor McGonagall!"

Harry and Ron, who were standing on the steps leading to the second floor watching the excitement with their classmates, raised their hands and Ron said.

"Oh, you didn't go down?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry and Ron, who were wearing dry clothes, with very surprised eyes. Then, she nodded approvingly.

"Very wise, gentlemen, it seems you have finally realized that your behavior should be consistent with your age. On the contrary, Mr. Longbottom!"

Professor McGonagall glared at Neville who was smiling indifferently.

"Your modesty and prudence, Mr. Longbottom, oh, I will write to tell your parents about what happened today. Your parents, and you, Fred and George, if you wish, your Mom and dad will come to Hogwarts in person to take you home!"

"It's all prejudice--"

As the onlookers were being chased upstairs by Professor McGonagall, Ron shrugged his shoulders and said to Harry,

"She thought we must have gone into the water too!"

"Oh, actually, you did have this plan, didn't you, Ron?"

Hermione chuckled a few times,

"You were able to escape punishment because you promised to accompany me to practice my spells tonight."

As the third game of the tournament approaches, the warriors have begun to prepare in advance.

Although there is no news about the competition items so far, this game is ultimately a test of the bravery and skills of the warriors, and their ability to use magic to solve problems.

So, since late May, Harry and Ron had been taking time off to help Hermione practice.

At nine o'clock in the evening, they left the abandoned classroom and returned to the Gryffindor common room without using the Invisibility Cloak. Hermione used her latest Disguise Charm to help them avoid Mrs. Norris' tracking.

When they entered the common room through the door behind the Fat Lady, the celebration dinner here had not yet ended to celebrate the heroic actions of several Gryffindors in the evening. Neville was standing on a table, talking to Dee. Ann boasted that if Professor McGonagall didn't call him up, he originally planned to swim into the Black Lake to meet those ugly mermaids!

Ron was pulled away by Lavender in the blink of an eye. Harry knew that he would not be able to come back for a while, and when he came back, he might have more 'wounds' on his neck.

Turning his head, Harry found Hermione looking at him, her pure eyes shining in the steady candlelight,

"Want to chat, Harry?"

Harry's eyelids twitched slightly, and he immediately realized that the hidden worries that had been hiding in Percy's heart since the day he visited Professor Blaine's office were revealed by Hermione. She must have sensed that something was wrong with him, but she couldn't say exactly. How much has arrived.

Judging from Harry's understanding of Hermione, she basically guessed that she would look for him.

"Oh, next time, Hermione—"

The trouble he encountered this time was unusual. He had a murderous intention towards Percy and Professor Blaine. He had such a strong murderous intention that he almost took action. He never understood what happened to him at that time, or maybe he didn't want to face that An answer that horrified him.

"I'm a little tired today."

After saying this, he said goodbye to Hermione and turned towards the spiral staircase of the boys' dormitory.

After a brief wash, Harry jumped onto his four-poster bed, and now he was the only one in the dark dormitory.

The quiet dormitory did not make him feel lonely, but gave him a sense of safety. He was afraid that he would suddenly lose control and attack his roommates who stayed with him day and night.

After the rain falls, midsummer suddenly arrives.

Harry, who suddenly woke up from his sleep, could hear the noisy chirping of cicadas from the Forbidden Forest coming into the dormitory through the open window. He propped himself up in the darkness, rubbed his hand on the bedside for a while, and then gave himself Weared glasses.

Under the bright moonlight, Harry saw that everyone had returned to the dormitory. Neville and Ron were sleeping with their arms stretched out on the bed. He glanced at the golden gift given to him by Professor Brain on the bedside. On the watch, the hour hand points to '12'.

Harry himself didn't know why, he started to put on his clothes - a pullover, pants, socks, shoes, and then gently took out his invisible cloak from his schoolbag.

When Harry went down to the common room, the moonlit room had been tidied up neatly. Harry was sure that he saw a black shadow flashing by the fireplace with a few wisps of green smoke. That figure was definitely not a wizard, it could only be an elf.

"Dobby?"

Harry asked in a low voice, but the little guy hiding behind the curtain just trembled a few times and didn't come out.

It seems not Dobby - Harry thought, and before leaving the common room, Harry put on his invisible cloak.

The Fat Lady complained angrily behind him, but Harry ignored her. He went down the spiral staircase of the tower quickly, and his hurried footsteps wandered in the empty castle.

Huh!

On the platform on the third floor, Harry panted a few times, then turned around and walked towards the corridor on the ground where the moonlight was left.

The midnight wind made Harry's mind clearer, and as he gradually approached the office, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

But who else in Hogwarts could answer his doubts besides Professor Braine?

Oh, of course, Professor Dumbledore must know that to this day, people still think that Professor Dumbledore is the wizard that Voldemort fears the most.

Although he fully believed in Professor Dumbledore, knocking on the headmaster's office door in the middle of the night and asking about his scars and the strangeness on his body was a severe test of Harry's courage.

But when Harry finally arrived at the door of Professor Braine's office, he sighed in disappointment.

There was no light coming through the crack of the door, and it seemed that Professor Braine had fallen asleep.

This was not normal. Harry knew that Professor Braine was a night owl and he usually went to bed in the second half of the night.

He wandered in front of Professor Brain's door for a while, hoping that Professor Brain would get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and accidentally find him, but unfortunately, after squatting for half an hour, the office was still quiet and there was no sound.

A sigh dissipated in the ancient stone corridor, and Harry reluctantly admitted that his plan tonight had failed.

When passing the corridor again, Harry accidentally found that the light was still on in the small tower where Professor Dumbledore's office was located, and it seemed that he was not asleep. Just when he was hesitating whether to go to Professor Dumbledore to try his luck and see if there would be any unexpected gains--

Crack!

In a corner of the Forbidden Forest, a golden thunder suddenly fell from the cloudless night sky, and the majestic pressure brought by the strong wind made Harry's frightened vision become hazy!

The next second, a huge wave of golden fire surged from the dark horizon to the sky, like a canopy covering a large area of ​​the Forbidden Forest. The dazzling light even made Harry mistakenly think that the sun had risen.

"I'll only say this once!"

A high-pitched, cold voice rang out, covering the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts, and even Hogsmeade.

"Submission or destruction, you only have these two choices!"

Boom!

Instantly, Hogwarts was completely boiling.