Belinda had a nightmare.

Dreaming of a good-looking woman with a teddy bear face hiding under Anna's bed, she smiled grimly at herself.

Scarlet lips split open, shouting 'Belinda, I know you have hemorrhoids! '

This is simply slander!

Belinda opened her eyes in anger from the dream, and found that it was still before dawn. Anna, who was on the next bed, folded her hands on her stomach, and was lying peacefully among the soft quilt, without the slightest movement.

There was a faint snoring sound in the room.

what! Anna snores in sleep! Belinda was overjoyed, she thought she had caught Anna's little flaw.

Staring at Anna's face that didn't seem to be snoring for a while, Belinda felt a little weird. She listened carefully, and felt that the snoring was indeed coming from Anna.

She frowned, walked over lightly and probed Anna's breath.

"Snoring..." The sound of snoring came out. This time Belinda heard it very clearly. It was indeed from Anna.

All right.

The relieved Belinda was going to go to the toilet and go back to sleep.

She suddenly remembered her dream, and moved her eyes to the bottom of Anna's bed, which was completely covered by dark green sheets, and she couldn't see what was underneath.

There was a mysterious force that urged Belinda to lift the sheets and take a look inside.

What can there be?

Belinda thought she was a little funny, what could Anna have under the bed? No more than a few broken toilet lids, a few packs of instant noodles, and a few bottles of pineapple beer.

It's impossible to hide a big living person, right?

After quickly going to the toilet, Belinda lay back on the bed, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep.

Hearing Belinda's even breathing, Anna opened her eyes, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, and leaned out under the bed to take a look.

Ms. Teddy Bear had fallen into a deep sleep, snoring, and snot bubbles came out, looking like she was dreaming.

No, Rita Skeeter's problem must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise, she won't be able to sleep at all! I always feel like something is staring at me under the bed! It is also easy to arouse Belinda's suspicion.

Anna sighed and returned to lie between the quilts, staring at the green ceiling tossing and turning for an hour or two, and finally fell into sleep groggy.

In less than two hours, the big octopus came out to tell the time, and the crisp percussion sound of "dong dong dong—" announced that a beautiful day was about to begin.

"Fred, George," Anna said weakly. She stopped the two at the entrance of the auditorium and took out a key weakly, "Thanks, the key in the broom room, it's a big help."

"Morning, Anna..." Fred took the key. He looked at Anna, who had dark circles under her eyes and was seriously lacking in sleep, and was a little worried, "Are you alright?"

"You look like you've been chasing two seasons of 'Growing Pains' overnight!" George asked excitedly, "Has Principal Dumbledore installed a TV in your lounge?"

"George, I think you're just as awake as I am," Anna shook her hand in front of George's eyes. "Do you think 'Slytherin Lounge' and 'Muggle TV' can go together?"

Obviously not.

Anna looked at Fred, "I'm fine, I'm fine now, if there's another Rita Skeeter 2 squeezed under my bed, then I'm not fine."

"That's good..." Fred was relieved to hear that Anna was fine now, but he suddenly realized what he heard, "Wait... You mean..."

George leaned back strategically, "If my astute brain hadn't misunderstood..."

"You mean Rita Skeeter... um... that reporter is under your bed now?" Fred considered his words, "Keep breathing?"

"Keep breathing, not only keep breathing, she also snores when she sleeps," Anna waved her hand, "Belinda almost discovered her existence, but fortunately, I concealed it."

"Merlin's beard..." George sighed, as if praying to Merlin.

"I have to deal with her as soon as possible," Anna said in a normal tone.

George's pupils quivered, "The solution you're talking about...isn't the kind of going into Azkaban, right?"

Fred's head has already begun to think that he is holding a wedding in the dark Azkaban. The child was born in Azkaban. When he was born, he would hold a cigarette in one hand and a wand in the other to use the 'Arvada to eat the big melon'. Terrible hallucinations.

"What are you thinking?" Anna rolled her eyes, "Of course it's an 'unbreakable oath'!"

Anna told the two of the conversation between Rita Skeeter and herself on the broomstick, emphasizing the fact that Ms. Skeeter planned to slander Headmaster Dumbledore and publish fake news, "I wanted to threaten her with her secrets. , but I think it's more reliable to limit her to magic..."

The twins breathed a sigh of relief.

The picture in Fred's head returned to the hillside with wildflowers and meadows, the exquisite wooden house and the seven red-haired children surrounded by bright smiles and looked at the very happy Anna called Mommy.

I have to say, whether it's Azkaban or the seven red-haired bear children, it's pretty scary.

Maybe it was because he often read "Story of Toadstools" to Lee Jordan recently, which caused Fred's head to be full of inexplicable images.

"Fred, do you remember how this oath magic was witnessed?"

Fred is very confident, "Unless my left and right buttocks return to symmetry, I will never forget that magic."

"The Goblin's Pleasure Charm," George re-named the spell in his free play, "Marriage Protection Charm, Flower Arm Charm."

"It's also Rita's Happy Charm now," Anna agreed with the two and finally let go of a worry.

"Oh! There's another important thing!" George rummaged through his eight trouser pockets, and finally found a crumpled letter in the trouser pocket closest to his knees.

"It's from Ron, you must see it!"

Anna took the letter in confusion, "What? 'Growing Pains' ended early? Or is his favorite weather forecaster getting married?"

"Neither," Fred scratched his head, "has something to do with Ms. Lena."

"?" Anna opened the letter.

'...Stupid Fred and George, and Anna the Dragon Trainer, I have big news to tell you—'

The handwriting is wicked and charming, and Ron is still the same Ron.

'The Mrs. No. 7 next door and a wizard met each other's eyes. The cat Snow ran out and slapped Mrs. Feige's troll. The lovely Ivan fantasized all day long that Da Hei could become a human...'

'None of this is big news, what I'm trying to say is that our greatest Lady Lena is on-television!

What? Anna is confused. There are too many things that have confused her recently.

'The magic novel "Wizard's Diary" written by Ms. Lena recently (if it is placed in the magic world, it is more suitable for a real novel), in simple terms, it is a story of an ordinary wizard's counterattack in Diagon Alley, full of love and redemption, The novel became a hit as soon as it was published, and Ms. Lina has a large number of Muggle fans! '

Oh, the purpose of being on TV is to promote the novel, right, Anna feels that she understands.

'You must think that Ms. Lena is on TV to promote the novel, right? what! totally not! '

'On a sunny afternoon, UU reading www.uukanshu.com a poor little girl who loves mysticism (should be this word) lying on the hospital bed reading books, by chance, she turned to Lena. Lady's Fiction...'

'A few days ago, the little girl's mother found Ms. Lena, and hoped that she would participate in a variety show 'Britain's Psychic Challenge' (Britain's Psychic Challenge), which is the favorite show of little girls with serious mental illness, if Lianna can hold the 'blue hand' representing the champion, and the little girl may be able to cheer up and overcome the disease! '

'Merlin's big eyes! This is the first time I know there is such a program! It's Muggles' speculation on the wizarding world! 'Ron's handwriting began to drift, and it was obvious that he was very excited,' Ms. Lena had already agreed to participate! And of course, with the help of me, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny (a group of great wizards), her victory was predictable! '

"?" Anna's mouth opened wide.

'It's a pity that you guys couldn't catch up with the recording of the show, you missed such an interesting thing, hahaha...' I can feel Ron laughing wildly when he wrote this, 'but you can still catch up with the broadcast of the show, look forward to it! '

"Britain'sPsychicChallenge? God! They can't be serious, can they?!" Anna didn't know what to say.

"It looks like it is," George said with regret. "Oh, when are we going to have a holiday?"

"When is the holiday?" Fred sighed.

Anna also has the same question, when will she be on vacation, even though it's only a month since school starts.

But the heart of going home has begun to take off.

Even the expectations for the Quidditch competition in November have dropped a lot.