Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Look at Gabriel, look at the surroundings.

Cute, soft, touching girl, remote and quiet little woods, this is really...

Ivan whispered consciously and smiled...

There were no accidents, and more than half an hour passed.

He walked around the castle with Gabriel and felt very relaxed and happy.

Ivan just sent Gabriel back to the carriage and saw Hagrid coming out of the cabin.

Hagrid didn't see Ivan, and he was staring over the carriage as if he was a different person.

He wore his best and worst furry brown suit with a plaid tie between yellow and orange red.

But that's not the worst.

He obviously tried to straighten his hair out with a lot of machine lubricants and stuff like that.

Now his hair is combed in two bundles.

Maybe he was going to put a ponytail like Bill's, and he found out he had too much hair.

The outfit was not suitable for Hagrid, and Ivan stared at him for a moment and decided not to comment.

Obviously, Hagrid wanted to make a good impression in front of Mrs. Maxim.

Because there are too few women of Giant descent who can fit his aesthetic philosophy.

While there are many difficulties to overcome, Ivan sincerely hopes that the two will end up together.

By the time Ivan walked into the hall, there were more than seventy people there.

The Durmstrang people were voting, and Ivan thought about it and decided to continue validating what was not done last night.

Though I have some speculation, it is not a bad thing to verify.

He returned to his bedroom with the quickest speed and took out the living map that he had placed under his pillow.

Above the map, there are more than a hundred people in the hall at this time.

There are a lot of names that Ivan doesn't know, and those are Durmstrang students.

He took a brief look and found little Buddy Crouch mixed in.

Looks like little Buddy Crouch isn't mixed up with Durmstrang students, or...

Colin sat out of bed in a hunch just as Ivan stared at the map of the living spot.

“Good morning, Ivan!” He stretched out a lazy waist, then he seemed to think of something, hurried out of bed, "Let's go to the hall, I want to know who put the name in the flame cup! ”

“Oh!” Ivan put away the living map.

There was something wrong with his heart.

They came to the public lounge, and Harry, Ron and Hermione just came out of their bedrooms.

Hermione's hair was messy and Harry and Ron's shirt buttons were not fastened.

The dark circles beneath their eyes indicate that they did not sleep well last night.

By the time five people entered the hall, Durmstrang had returned and only 30 people were surrounded there.

Several of them are still eating bread, and they are all carefully measuring the flame cup.

Place the cup in the center of the hall on the bench where the hat is usually placed.

A fine gold wire is drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, and the cup is enclosed in the middle.

“Has anyone put their name in it?” Ron was anxious to ask a third grade girl.

“Yes, all representatives of Durmstrang.” She replied, "but I haven't seen Hogwarts sign up yet. ”

“Someone must have thrown their name in while we were sleeping last night.” Harry said, "If it were me, I would do it... I don't want you to see it. If the cup rubs your name in a bunch, it would be embarrassing! ”

Fred, George and Lee Jordan rushed down the stairs and all three looked extremely excited.

“Yes!” Fred whispered in a delightful tone, “Just drank it. ”

“What?” Ron asked.

“Ageing agent, fool.” Fred said.

“Everyone drank a drop,” George joyfully rubbed his hands, saying, "We just need to grow up for a few more months. ”

“If one of us wins, the 1,000 gallons will be divided equally among the three.” Li said, smiling so happily on his face.

“I don't think that's necessarily going to work.” Hermione cautioned, "I'm sure Dumbledore will take this into account. ”

Ivan can be sure that the ageing agents they developed will not succeed at all.

As with compound soup, ageing agents, a magic potion, can only change the appearance of the user and make it older.

It lasts longer than Compound Potion and does not need to be taken every hour.

It is also much simpler in terms of restraint, but equally does not make a fundamental difference.

Simply put, Fred and George, who took the ageing agent, just became what they were going to be.

If they drank enough proliferators, they could even turn out to be their father, Mr. Weasley.

This magic only confuses people's feelings and does not break Dumbledore's magic.

In fact, with the ability of the little wizards, using magic to suddenly limit Dumbledore is impossible.

Fred, George and Lee ignored Hermione and looked at the flames with excitement, everyone trembling slightly.

“Ready?” Fred said to the other two, "Well, come on, I'll go in first...”

Fred took a parchment note out of his pocket with the words "Fred Weasley, Hogwarts” on it.

He walked straight to the edge of the age line, standing there, shaking his toes.

That's like a diver about to jump off a 50-foot platform.

Then, with each eye in the hall, he took a deep breath and crossed the line.

For a moment, everyone thought Fred had succeeded!

George must have thought the same thing, only to see him shout proudly and jump forward with Fred.

But immediately afterwards, a loud noise was heard.

The twins were thrown outside the golden circle, as if an invisible leadball player threw them out.

They fell painfully on cold stone floors 10 feet away, and they were humiliated in addition to the pain of their flesh, with a loud bursting sound, with identical white beards appearing on their chins.

The people in the hall burst into laughter, even Fred and George climbed up.

When they saw each other's white beard, they couldn't help laughing.

“I warned you.” A low, laughing voice said.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Professor Dumbledore coming out of the auditorium.

He measured Fred and George, his eyes sparkling.

“I suggest you both go to Mrs. Pomfrey, who is already caring for Miss Fawcett of Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers of Hecky Patch, who are also determined to raise their age a little. But I must say, their beard is far less beautiful than yours. ”

Fred and George left for the hospital, and Lee Jordan accompanied him, still smiling.

Ivan, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Colin giggled and went to the auditorium for breakfast.