HP Approaches the Magic World

"Then next Wednesday night."

Harry said: "We will decide the time for other activities then. I think we should leave quickly now."

He pulled out the Marauder's Map again and carefully checked if there were any teachers on the eighth floor. He asked everyone to go in groups of three or four, watching anxiously to see if their little black dots had returned to the dormitory safely: Hufflepuff's had returned and it also led to the kitchen.

In the basement corridor, the Ravenclaw returned to the west tower of the castle, and the Gryffindor returned to the portrait of the Fat Lady along the eighth floor corridor.

Hufflepuff lounge.

Flan was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. In the past few days, for some reason, the fat monk kept appearing and disappearing, as if he was doing something, and rarely appeared in the common room.

So his chair was naturally occupied.

Flan is here for a purpose. He is waiting for Smith and his companions to come back, and then report on the issues of the first meeting.

——This Smith is of course not talking about Jon. Jon is no longer the Smith he was before. Smith has become his middle name. If his name is shortened, it should be Jon Hufflepuff.

strange.

But this matter is not that serious.

Soon, he watched Smith, McMillan, and Justin come in from the entrance, talking and laughing at the same time.

"It looks like you're having a great time today."

"Boss Fren."

The three people looked solemn, but they were not particularly nervous, because Fulen was always very peaceful when in front of them, and it was not like the boss Stephen had brought so much pressure to them.

"What was the result?"

"Very good," Smith's fingertips tapped wildly on a piece of paper, and the silk threads transformed by magic condensed characters one by one onto the paper, describing what he saw and heard tonight: "But I was

The two of them laughed, and both of them said that my performance tonight was a bit excessive."

"It was excessive. You shouldn't have had differences with Harry. Your image in front of them is not good, especially Cedric..."

McMillan paused.

"We have an awkward relationship with them."

"It's not that serious. Although we are all sad about the death of our senior, after all, the friendship between our senior and us is not that deep. It was his own volition to protect Harry. If he didn't go, we would eventually have other classmates die. This

Let’s not discuss this matter any more.”

Of course, Fulen knew the inside story, but he couldn't tell others the inside story. If others knew that Cedric was not dead, there would be a problem.

Fortunately, over the years, Cedric and Stephen have laid a very solid foundation in Hufflepuff College. The students in the college are quite convinced by their words, and everyone is indeed mentally prepared for this matter.

of.

If there is no Cedric, there will be someone else. It is Cedric's fate to be chosen by the flames. Although there are some interests mixed in behind, it is ultimately his own choice.

"Don't talk about it anymore? But the magic you performed was really bad? How could anyone be so distracted in that situation?"

"Okay, I was designed to express the inner emotions of the character? Although my acting skills may not be very good? But they all believe it, right?"