Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“As you know, at the end of last semester, Dumbledore took me to Busbaton, where he was halfway back to England with Mrs. Maxim, now in Busbaton, to discuss the matter.” Ivan explained, "It was only then that I learned that Hogwarts was going to host the Triple Strong Tournament, a traditional project of three prestigious magic schools in Europe...”

“Wait, I remember!” Hermione suddenly said, "I read in the book The European Magic Education Assessment that the Triple Tournament was founded about 700 years ago and is a friendship competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. The three schools are Hogwarts, Busbatton and Demstrang. Each school selects a warrior, and then three warriors try three magic projects. The triumph is held every five years and hosted alternately by the three schools, and it is agreed that this is a great way to build friendship among young wizards from different countries. ”

“Every five years?!” Ron was surprised to say, "But I never knew that Bill, Charlie and Percy had definitely never been to one of those games, nor to the other two magic schools. ”

“Because the Triwizard Tournament has been interrupted for centuries, I can't believe they're going to recover..." Hermione said.

Next, you'll start discussing the details of the Triwizard Tournament.

Sudden excitement and joy diminished Malfoy's discomfort and even Ron's mood improved.

Needless to say, Harry and Ron both want to be Hogwarts' warriors.

Hermione is the only one who thinks it might be dangerous.

The train continues to drive north, and it rains heavily and heavily.

The sky was pitch-black and the windows covered with water, so the lanterns lit up during the day.

Gala Gala, a trolley serving rice pushed along the aisle, Ivan and Harry bought a lot of cakes and snacks.

In the afternoon, people started pouring into this compartment.

Most of them came to see Ivan, and everyone knew what Ivan was doing on the Quidditch World Cup.

For a while, the small compartment was filled with people, black pressed pieces.

Some of them Ivan knew, others he didn't, and almost all the little wizards came here.

They kept discussing his magic with Evan and the attacks on the World Cup, and Hermione seemed to feel pointless, burying herself and reading Standard Spells, Grade 4, and trying to learn a flying spell.

By the time Ivan finally dropped Colin off, the train was almost at Hogwarts.

They just changed their uniforms, and the doors opened, and rumbling thunder came from the air.

The little wizards stepped off the train, bowing their heads in the pouring rain and squinting their eyes.

It rained sharply and heavily, as if a barrel of cold water continued to pour on each of them.

“Hagrid!” Harry saw a huge figure at the end of the platform, shouting loudly.

Behind Harry, Ivan, Ron and Hermione rushed over to say hello.

“Hello!” Hagrid answered loudly, "If we're not drowned, I'll see you at the banquet! ”

As is customary, first-year freshmen are transported from the lake by Hagrid into Hogwarts Castle.

Ivan watched Hagrid gather some very young children around him and lead them to the pitch-black lake.

Because in first grade, he flew in a car with Harry and Ron, all without going through this tradition.

“Oh, I can't imagine crossing a lake in this weather.” Hermione trembled and said excitedly.

They moved their feet little by little as people flowed across the pitch-black platform.

Outside the station, a hundred carriages without Mara are waiting for you.

Ivan, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville quickly climbed onto one of the vehicles to relieve themselves.

The door slammed shut, and a moment later, with a sharp bump, a long convoy of carriages proceeded along the trail leading to Hogwarts Castle, splashing with splashes of water.

The carriage passes through the doors with winged boar sculptures on both sides and follows a spacious driveway.

The carriage rocked violently due to the wind.

A dozen minutes later, the vast outline of Hogwarts Castle appeared in the night, with many bright lighted windows blurring behind thick rain curtains.

Their carriage stopped at the stone steps in front of two oak gates, when a flash of lightning split the sky.

The people in the carriage in front hurried to the stone steps and ran into the castle.

Evan, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville jumped off the wagon and also made three and two steps up the stone steps.

They did not lift their heads up until they entered the cavernous hall.

The fire torch lit in the hall, the marble staircase was extraordinary and everything was so familiar and warm.

“Jesus Christ!” Ron said, shaking his head hard and spilling water beads all over the place, "If this keeps happening, the lake will be flooded. I became a chicken... Oops!!! ”

A big red balloon filled with water fell off the ceiling and exploded over Ron's head.

Ron was poured wet, his mouth poured, he fell and flashed, and he fell on Harry next to him.

“Watch out!” Ivan hastily said, pulling Hermione.

Hermione slipped down and the whole person lay down on Ivan.

At the same time, the second water bomb fell again, almost hitting Hermione and exploding at the feet of two people.

The people around them lost their voices and screamed and pushed each other, trying to get out of this place quickly.

Ivan looked up and saw 20 feet above their heads, floating with a deranged pig who loved pranks.

He had a small head, a belled hat, an orange-red tie and a water polo in his hand.

He made a ghost face at Ivan, targeting him, and the muscles on that naughty broad face were tight.

Not yet until he throws the balloon in his hand and Ivan pulls out the wand with the quickest speed.

Instead of falling, the balloon filled with water floated beside the furry ghost.

With a bang, the balloon exploded, and all the cold lake water splattered on the butt ghost, without a trace falling.

Right after that, the water balloons next to the furry ghosts, they explode in succession.

Spiritual water soaked the skinny ghost, the only ghost in Hogwarts who could touch the entity.

“Damn Evan, you little prick!” Skinny ghosts whizzed and vanished deep into the corridor.

Behind them, the little wizards whispered and applauded Evan.

Ivan was very famous in Hogwarts before, but since the Quidditch World Cup event, this prestige has clearly risen to another level.

Everyone seemed to have extra anticipation and admiration for all of his performance, a trend in which Evan had become Hogwarts' most powerful little wizard, recognized as the first.