It's time to come to the end of October...

Tiera, Harry, Ron, and Hermione quickly spent the first two months of their fourth grade on campus.

All fourth graders have noticed that their homework has increased significantly this semester.

When classmates complained extra loudly that Professor McGonagall gave too much homework in Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall explained why.

"You are entering an important period of your magical education!" she told them, her eyes flashing majestically behind Fang Fang's lenses, "your O.W.L.s exam is approaching—"

"We don't take our grades until fifth grade!" Dean Thomas said angrily.

"Maybe so, Thomas, but trust me, you need to be well prepared! Miss Granger has always been the only one in this class who can turn a hedgehog into a satisfying pincushion. Thomas, I You should be reminded that your needle pad still curls up in fear when someone comes near it with a needle!"

Hermione's face flushed again, her head bowed, her smile held back, trying not to look too proud.

On the other hand, Professor Binns, the ghost who taught them the history of magic, assigned them this week to write a paper on the eighteenth century goblin rebellion.

Professor Snape pressed them to research the antidote. They dared not take it lightly, as Professor Snape had hinted that he was going to poison one of them before Christmas to see if their antidote worked.

Professor Flitwick asked them to read three more books in preparation for learning the Flying Spell.

Even Hagrid burdened them with—

The fried tail snails grew too fast, and almost everyone except Tiera was exhausted.

The rest of Gryffindor couldn't understand how Tiera did it—

Because Tiera not only took care of the two snails, but also mutated the two snails—

The two snails that Tiera was taking care of were obviously several times larger than the other snails.

Not only that, but the exposed areas of the two snails that Tiera was taking care of began to grow hard snake-like scales.

In addition, the mucus of the two fried-tailed snails began to show corrosive toxicity and became more ferocious.

"How did you do it?" Hagrid asked impatiently.

"Oh, this," Tiera said. "They're like my babies. To keep them healthy, I feed them a little bit of my tonic."

"It looks like the effect is too strong!" Hagrid squatted on the ground and observed Tiera's two bomb-tailed snails and said--

Hagrid didn't dare to hold the two fried tail snails anymore.

After class that day, when Tiera, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came to the foyer, they found that they could no longer move forward, because a large group of students were huddled around a large poster at the foot of the marble staircase—

Ron, the tallest of the three of them, stood on tiptoe, passed over the heads of those in front, and read aloud the words on the notice:

"Triwizard Tournament

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6pm on Friday, October 30. afternoon

's class will end half an hour early—"

"Fantastic!" Harry interjected. "Friday's last class is Potions! Snape won't have time to poison us all!"

"At that time, please send the schoolbags and textbooks back to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, welcome our guests, and then attend the welcome banquet." Ron continued to read.

"It's been less than a week!" said Ernie McMillan of Hufflepuff, squeezing through the crowd, eyes sparkling. "I don't know if Cedric knows. I'll go and tell him. …”

The announcement that appeared in the foyer had a clear impact on those who lived in the castle—

For the next week, wherever they went, people seemed to be talking about only one topic: the Triwizard Tournament.

Rumors spread quickly among the students, like a highly contagious virus, and began to spread among the crowd: who will compete to be the warriors of Hogwarts, what events will be in the competition, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang What is the difference between the students of , and who is that mysterious fourth warrior?

In less than a week, the castle appears to be undergoing a thorough cleaning.

Several dirty portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed figures were very unhappy about it.

They sat huddled in the frame, muttering sullenly, grinning in pain every time they touched the new pink tender flesh on their faces.

That caused the armor to suddenly become shiny and no longer creaking when it moved.

The janitor, Argus Filch, was furious when he saw a student forgetting to wipe his shoes, sending two first-year girls into hysteria.

Other faculty and staff also appeared particularly nervous.

"Longbottom, okay, don't show your stuff in front of Durmstrang's people, let them see that you don't even have a simple transformation spell!" When the Transfiguration class was about to end, McGonagall The professor roared sharply—

The class was not going well, and Neville accidentally grafted his ear onto a cactus.

This made Professor McGonagall go hysterical.

On the morning of October 30, when they went downstairs for breakfast, they found that the auditorium had been renovated overnight.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing a Hogwarts house: Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, and a yellow background Hufflepuff with a black flat-headed bro, and Slytherin with a silver python on a green background.

Behind the teacher's desk hangs the largest banner with the coat of arms of Hogwarts: lion, eagle, snake, and flat-headed bros linked together around a huge letter H.

There was an anticipatory joy in the air that day.

In the class, almost no one was paying attention to the class, and even Tiera had to admit that he was a little absent-minded, and he couldn't wait to start eating!

Everyone thought that the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang men were coming tonight.

Even the potions class wasn't as unbearable as usual, because it had to end half an hour earlier—

When the bell rang early, Tiera, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried to Gryffindor Tower, put down their bags and textbooks as instructed, donned their cloaks, and made three steps for two He rushed down the stairs and came to the foyer.

College deans are ordering their students to line up.

"Weasley, put your hat on! Don't be loose, you're a student of Gryffindor~lightnovelpub.net~ not a gangster in Knockturn Alley!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron , "And Miss Patil, take that ridiculous thing off her hair."

Parvati frowned unhappily and removed a large butterfly headdress from the end of the braid.

"Okay, very good! Now please come with me." Professor McGonagall looked at everyone with eagle-like eyes and said, "The first-year students are in front...don't crowd..."

They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle. It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

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Hi! Hello everyone, I'm back again, the third update is here, I wish everyone a happy April Fool's Day~

You thought I was one or two, but you didn't expect it, I actually had three—

So have I fooled into the fate of the update?

Forget it, let's not talk about it, I'll go drink the Fool's potion first, everyone--