"Harry ... are you ... okay?"

Ron stood at the door, staring at Harry with his eyes on his face, as pale as the newly painted wall.

"What do you think?" Harry said coldly.

Ron pursed his head and lowered his head, and a glint of struggle struck his face hidden in the shadows. Then he looked up again, looking at Harry and Hermione, and the frustration that had been temporarily depressed because he was worried about Harry was again upset.

"Yes, I'm sorry. From what I discovered today, I found that certain things really are misunderstood by you ..." He continued abruptly, "but"

His expression was so fixed on his face, the words in his mouth seemed to be blocked by some emotions.

It seems that some things are not so easy to say.

"Speak what you want to say, keep in your heart, others will never know." Suddenly, Maka, who had been silent, said something like this.

Ron, who had been reluctant to hear this, immediately glanced at Maca in horror.

"What ... no, I ..." He was almost speechless nervously. "I didn't, you ... no, you can't know what I'm thinking."

Harry's original indifference turned into doubt because of Ron's sudden panic; so did Hermione, who stood on the side and kept talking.

"You always misunderstand others, I think you are already clear," Maca spread his hands. "If there is something in your heart and you don't make it clear, others will misunderstand you, right?"

Ron looked at Maca with a tangled look, and then glanced at Hermione secretly. "But ... I can't say ..."

"Then you just admit that something is going on in your heart?" Marka said calmly.

Ron was so forced by him that he couldn't speak, and his face was full of regret.

"... cheat!" He shouted.

Not far away, Fleur Delacour watched the situation quietly, and she seemed interested in these gossips.

Marka looked at Ron and said seriously: "Everyone will have a few secrets that belong to him, which we all can understand. But if you anger others because of your secrets ..."

He exaggerated: "Ron, I believe you don't want to lose every true friend, right?"

Ron gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his struggles became clear.

Hermione stood nervously. She looked at this and then at that.

"... you are the least qualified to tell me this," he mumbled softly, then raised his head sharply, "Harry, sorry! We"

Harry knew Ron was going to apologize to him, and he suddenly found that he didn't need to listen to him anymore.

"We are still friends," he said quickly before Ron had spoken, "forget about it."

"No," Ron said, "I shouldn't"

"Forget about it," Harry said.

Ron grinned anxiously, grinning anxiously, and Harry smiled back at him.

Then Hermione burst into tears.

"What is there to cry!" Harry said inexplicably to her.

"You two are stupid!" She shouted, while struggling to the ground with her feet, tears ran down her chest.

Then, without waiting for the two of them to stop, she gave each of them a hug, and then hugged Maca, who was sitting on the sidelines.

When Hermione carried them all over, she turned around and flew out of the emergency tent. There was a weird movement outside, not knowing whether it was crying or laughing, and gradually drifted away as Hermione left.

"Both of them were one second, and it became three seconds to me ..." Maca twitched slightly, muttering secretly in his heart, "I seem to be in trouble without knowing it ..."

"She's crazy," Ron gave a subconscious glance at Maca, then shook his head. "Harry, Maca. Come on, they're going to rate you ..."

Harry picked up the box and the broomstick and felt very happy. An hour ago, he couldn't believe that he would have such a good mood.

They lowered their heads and walked out of the tent, and Ron followed, like a cannonballer who kept talking nonchalantly for a while.

"Harry, your performance was the best just now! No one is as good as you! You killed a dragon ... But, what happened to you at the last moment? That looks really awkward ... ... "

"Well, speaking of this, and Maca! What the **** is wrong with you? Why did you join Azkaban? Was it really framed by the Ministry of Magic? And, at the World Cup final, you were ... Seriously, you and those people ... That's really a bit scary! I heard everyone talking about it secretly, but no one dare to say it! "

"Are you talking about the Death Eaters?" Maca shook her head, expressing it meaningfully. "This is not something you should know. All you need to do is trust your good friends, that's all."

"Oh well, I have believed in you all the time, haven't I? Since then?" Ron shrugged.

"I don't mean" good friend "by myself, but this by your side." Maca casually said, "I think your good friend should have something to tell you ... Of course, it's obviously not a place here. Great place to talk. "

"You know?" Harry said in surprise. "You know, Hermione and I didn't know it until soon ..."

"I don't know." Makar grinned a mysterious smile at Harry, and he continued, "I don't want to know either."

By this time, they had reached the edge of the field.

The fire dragons on the field have been taken away. They can see that the five referees are sitting on the right side, sitting on a raised golden chair.

"Each person's highest score can't exceed ten." Ron could not help but say.

They saw that Hermione was waiting for them on the court, her eyes looked a little red, but her mental head was obviously more than before.

The referees gave the four warriors the scores they thought were the most accurate in turn. After the scores were summarized, the audience gave them warm applause, thanking them for bringing such a wonderful game to everyone.

In terms of the final overall score, with the exception of Hermione's only 34 points, the other three have not scored much worse:

Hibiscus scored 38 points, the only 9 of which was given by Mrs. Maxim; Maca scored 40 points, and quickly found the box to make up for his low-key performance; Harry scored 43 points, and the wonderful fight with the fire dragon Jean Bar Mr. German gave a decisive 10 points, putting him firmly in first place.

Harry and Ron were talking to each other, and returned to the tent in the resting place with everyone. It can be seen that Ron, who had lost his gloomy heart, has returned to his usual appearance, and has been talking happily.

"Everyone is doing well!" Ludo Bagman said, jumping briskly into the tent, looking cheerful, as if he had just killed a fire dragon.

"Well, I have only a few words to say that the second project will begin at 9:30 am on February 24 next year! Before that, you can rest for a long time."

"However, we have some questions for you to consider! Yes, the secret is hidden in the box! You have to find a way to open it and that will tell you what the second project is and you can prepare!"

In the end, he shouted, "It's all clear, is it okay? Okay, you go!"

That night, Harry, Ron and Hermione went to the owl shack to find a school owl. Harry wanted to write a letter to Sirius, telling him that he had killed a fire dragon himself.

The letter was much longer and heavier than usual. Harry couldn't help but describe to Sirius his passing through several fire dragons, how to move around, dodge left and right, how to hold Gryffin Duobao sword cut open the fire dragon's neck.

Of course, by the way, you have to ask Black, maybe he will know why that happened.

After they watched the owl disappear into the night sky ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Ron hurriedly urged: "Well, Harry, we'd better go downstairs to the surprise party for you. Fred and George must have already A lot of delicious food was stolen from the kitchen. "

Sure enough, when they entered the Gryffindor common room, there was another burst of cheer and noise.

Tables and chairs are piled with hill-like cakes, and jugs of pumpkin juice and butter beer.

Lee Jordan set off some strenuous fireworks, many stars and sparks flashed in the air. Dean Thomas, who is good at painting, hung several eye-catching new banners. Most of them showed Harry riding a broom and wielding his sword to kill the fire dragon, but there are also two pictures showing Hermione throwing his sword into the air. The picture.

Harry also called Maca, but at that time, Maca just waved and left.

He has been thinking of ways to deal with that basilisk horn, which looks very inconspicuous on the head of the huge basilisk, but when it is held in his hands, it looks very large.

Although he has seen in the literature, Sarah Chassleitling used it to make the core of the wand. But he didn't know what to do.

The Basilisk's horn is solid, and there are no nerves inside, so it is impossible to see how to deal with it. But now that Sarah has managed, it means that there will always be a way, but he hasn't thought of it yet.

As for the box he got in the first project, he didn't even go to see it, and put it directly on the bedside cabinet. The second project will not start until three months later, so much time!

December brought heavy winds and rain and snow to Hogwarts. The temperature is getting lower and lower, but the wonderful scene in the first project has made all the students who love it forget the cold.

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