Students are lining up

Filch stood by the crowd, checking their names against the long list.

Listed are parents or guardians who are allowed to visit students in Hogsmeade.

When it was Harry's turn, Filch stared at him.

Harry shrugged nonchalantly.

Sirius, as the guardian, signed him, and Professor McGonagall passed it.

So he's an eligible student and doesn't need to take the secret passage to Hogsmeade

Filch's eyes quickly left Harry and began to stare at Krum viciously.

Miss Alice on the ground also sniffed her nose, as if she wanted to remember his scent.

Krum frowned, a little bored.

He didn't offend the administrator, did he? Being caught by Snape that time had nothing to do with him.

But Filch still looked at the enemy's eyes and stared at Krum.

Harry left the castle with Krum and walked towards the carriage.

He looked around, but didn't see Ron and Malfoy.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

Malfoy was attacked in the morning and must have been hospitalized. Wouldn't Ron get caught too?

Thinking of this, he was not in the mood to go to Hogsmeade. Even the thought of teasing Krum was completely gone.

He was a little tasteless:

"Sorry, Viktor, I have something to do temporarily, you can go by yourself first."

"But..." Krum's eyebrows huddled together.

"The cauldron in my dormitory is still simmering on the fire. I forgot to turn it off when I left!" Harry babbled and ran towards the castle.

Krum was speechless, he had seen William and Hermione get into the carriage and walk away completely.

Without Harry to lead the way, how would he know where to find the two of them!

Krum also chased after Harry.

The two turned back to the castle and met Filch face-to-face, who had apparently just sent off the last of the men to Hogsmeade.

"What are you two doing?" Filch asked suspiciously.

"Why," Harry said honestly.

"No!" Filch spat on the ground, his jaw shaking unpleasantly.

"It sounds like it's true! You two are running out of breath, and you don't look normal!

Why not with your nasty red-haired friend who's buying stink bombs and burp powder in Hogsmeade now, and snorting bugs? "

Harry shrugged.

"Go back to your common room!" Filch snapped.

He stood there staring at Krum until Krum was out of sight.

"Did you offend him?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"No." Krum shook his head.

"Then I'm going back to the dormitory first, don't follow me!" Harry hurried away.

Krum chased after him again, but the stairs suddenly twisted, sending him down another hallway.

Krum got lost and stepped up a staircase, but the wood suddenly disappeared, and his feet were stuck at the top of the stairs.

The **** hallway!

Krum let out a foul language.

Who designed it?

He was about to call for help when he suddenly felt dark in front of him and fell directly on the stairs.

...

...

Ron stood at the castle window, looking out somberly.

Not long ago, he saw Harry and Krum walking into the castle together.

Footsteps came from the other side of the corridor. Ron turned his head and saw that Ludo Bagman was walking quickly towards him.

"Ron, child!" Ludo walked over enthusiastically, put his arms around his shoulders and said:

"You did a good job, and you became a warrior, good boy! Your dad already knows that, I have a good relationship with Arthur!"

Ron nodded blankly, and he remembered that Ludo helped get their tickets.

"Let's go, let's change places, it's too conspicuous here, you don't want to see a warrior and the referee alone!"

"Um... ok," said Ron.

Ludo took Ron to a slightly out-of-the-way place, then turned to look at him with a fatherly expression on his face.

"How are you feeling, Ron? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"What?" Ron stammered.

"Do you have a clue?" Bagman asked in a sneaky lower voice.

"I can give you some ideas if you want. I mean..."

Bagman lowered his voice and continued, "You're at a disadvantage here, Ron... as long as I can help..."

"Aren't you a referee?" Ron blurted out, but then regretted it.

Ron you fool, what are you talking about? !

This is a great opportunity! !

There was not much embarrassment on Ludo's face, and he continued to say gently: "Cheating is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament. Besides, Arthur and I are close friends..."

Ron's heart beat suddenly.

If Bagman was willing to help...he might have won the first event when no one else knew about it!

Bang bang bang!

There was the sound of wooden footsteps, and Mad-Eye Moody suddenly appeared, limping toward them on crutches, his wand lit.

He shouted, "You two, have you seen any strange people?"

"What's wrong?" Ludo suddenly panicked.

"Professor Moody?" Ron stammered.

"How are you?" Moody said in a gruff voice.

His magical eyes stared at the two of them, and then the eyes turned to the back of his head.

"What are you two doing here?" he said suspiciously.

"Ron was asking me about the World Cup, you know... he and Harry were kidnapped." Ludo said immediately.

"I told him 'it's all under control', didn't I, Ron?"

Ron also nodded vigorously, as if Ludo was telling the truth.

The two of them were discussing cheating just now, and no one should know about it!

"What's wrong, Moody?" Ludo asked.

"Someone was attacked, Durmstrang's student - Krum!" He looked grim.

Just then, footsteps sounded again.

Filch came from the other side with a cat at his feet.

He grabbed Harry and said proudly: "Professor Moody, I caught Potter, he didn't go very far.

I asked him to go to the lounge, he didn't go, he must have done it! "

Harry struggled, shouting, "I didn't, I didn't attack Krum!"

...

...

William and Hermione, who walked around, were holding cream-filled chocolates from the Honey Duke Candy Store.

They bought a lot of gifts, big chunks of buttery peanut candy, shimmering pink coconut sorbet, a big bucket of multi-flavored beans...and sent them back to two homes in their own names.

William to the Grangers, Hermione to the Starks.

This routine has been going on for several years, and it works pretty well.

At least every time William came home, Lyanna was full of praise for Hermione, saying that he had no conscience and would not give gifts.

He just didn't know it, but it was actually a gift.

To deliver express delivery these days, of course, they have to support their own business. Neither of them chose Owl.

"It's time, we should go to the pig's head bar." Hermione glanced at the time.

The two walked along the main road, and soon turned into a small road next to them. There was a small bar at the intersection.

A tattered wooden sign, hanging from a rusted bracket on the door, depicts a severed head of a wild boar, blood soaking through the white cloth that wraps it.

Aberforth was holding a big fat sheep, combing its wool and tying a bow on its tail.

Seeing the two, as if seeing a real big fat sheep, he immediately stood up.

The two walked through the crowded bar towards an old goblin.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, Miss Granger." The old goblin gave a flattering smile.

Gringotts owes so many Galleons, so it's natural to lower his stance.

Aberforth came over, rubbed his hands and said, "What do I need to drink?"

"Two butterbeers," said William.

"Only two bottles!" Hermione emphasized.

"Five Butterbeers? Two Firewhiskeys?" Aberforth muttered. "And a bottle of lime brandy?"

Aberforth casually ordered his wine as if he had never seen a guest.

Everyone knows that Stark is rich~lightnovelpub.net~ and makes millions of Galleons.

Who are you insulting by drinking two xicols and a bottle of butterbeer? !

Under the helpless eyes of William and Hermione, they saw this old man who looked very much like Professor Dumbledore and went to get a drink.

"Have you brought anything?" William asked.

"Bring it, just trained, the price, naturally..." The old goblin philistine laughed.

"Five thousand Galleons for a day...the price I gave is not low." William said impatiently. "You leave it alone."

"Of course. And sir, you can't draw blood... nor get hurt... let alone kill..."

The old goblin repeatedly explained, and carefully handed over a black box.

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...

(Ask for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.)