Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Regarding the accident of the Goblet of Fire, most of the students seemed a bit aggrieved, but this did not include the group of little lions at Gryffindor College.

When Harry and Hermione walked all the way to the common room and the portrait was opened, the sudden noise in their ears made them almost fall on their backs.

Then, he only knew that he was dragged into the common room with about a dozen hands, facing all the students in Gryffindor College.They were all screaming, cheering, and whistling.

Obviously, the cubs who have always united are always more excited than unwilling to have two warriors in their academy.

"You should tell us that you signed up!" Fred Weasley shouted.He looked half angry and half excited.

"How can you make it through without a beard?" George Weasley also yelled.

"I didn't," Harry said, "I don't know how—"

Harry didn't think he knew how to explain it, because he was confused too!And Hermione lowered her head, letting her tousled hair cover her face.

At this moment Angelina rushed to them like a whirlwind, defending: "Oh, even if it can't be me, at least it's a member of Gryffindor——"

"Yeah! It's better than having Diggory of Hufflepuff as a Warrior, Harry!" screamed Katie Bell, who is also a chaser for the Gryffindor team.

"We prepared something to eat, Harry, Hermione, come over and eat something—"

"I'm not hungry, I ate enough at the party—"

Hermione walked through the crowd without saying a word, leaving them behind and heading to the girls' bedroom.

However, it is the boys who make the most fun, especially the Weasley twin brothers.They seemed unsuitable to stop Hermione forcibly, so they all focused on Harry.

No one wants to hear him say that he is not hungry, no one wants to hear him say that he didn't put his name in the goblet, it seems that no one noticed him and he didn't have the emotion to celebrate it.

Everyone wants to know how he did it, how he fooled Dumbledore’s age line and threw his name into the goblet...

"I don't know," he said over and over again, "I don't know what's going on."

But everyone ignored it, as if he didn't say anything.

"I'm tired!" After about half an hour, he finally couldn't bear it, and shouted, "No, really, George—I want to go to bed—"

Harry especially wanted to see Ron. His good friend would always understand him, but he didn't seem to be in the common room.

Harry insisted repeatedly that he needed to sleep, and nearly knocked to the ground the two crivey brothers who were trying to intercept him at the stairway.Finally, he finally got rid of the crowd and hurried upstairs to the dormitory.

To his great relief, he found that Ron was lying on the bed with his clothes, and he was the only person in the dormitory.When Harry slammed the door shut, Ron looked up.

"Where have you been?" Harry said.

"Oh, hello." Ron said.

Ron smiled, but it was a very awkward, reluctant smile.

Harry suddenly realized that he was still wearing the bright red Gryffindor flag that Lee Jordan had just attached to him.He wanted to take it off quickly, but the knot was tight.

Ron lay motionless on the bed, watching Harry struggle to untie the flag.

"So," Ron said when Harry finally took off the flag and threw it into the corner, "Congratulations... I mean, congratulations."

"What do you mean, congratulations?" Harry said, looking at Ron.

At this moment, Ron's smile was obviously a little wrong, he looked at Harry as if looking at something irrelevant.

"Nothing...No one has crossed the age line," Ron said. "Not even Fred and George. What did you and Hermione use—invisibility cloak?"

"It's impossible for the invisibility cloak to let us cross that line." Harry looked at Ron's expression, an uncomfortable feeling spontaneously.

"Oh, sorry," Ron said, "I thought you used the invisibility cloak together... because the invisibility cloak can cover two people at the same time, right? So, you have found some other way, right ?"

"Listen," Harry said, "I didn't put my name in the goblet, and I don't think Hermione did either—she was very depressed today and refused to talk to anyone."

Ron raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, none of you... who would it be?" Ron squeezed out a smiling face and said dryly, "Who would help others to become warriors for no reason?"

Ron's tone was strange, as if he was thinking about problems for Harry, but also with a hint of inexplicable uneasiness.

"Why would they do that?"

"I don't know," Harry said, and he thought the following words sounded sensational, like acting, "To kill me."

Ron's eyebrows were raised so high that they seemed to disappear into his hair.

"It's okay, you know, you can tell me the truth." He said, "If you don't want to let others know, that's good, but I don't understand why you lie. You didn't cause trouble. is not it?"

"That friend of Mrs. Fat, that Violet, she has told us all that Dumbledore has made you selected. That's right, you and Hermione, a thousand gallons of bonus, right? And also No need to take the year-end exam..."

"I didn't put my name in that goblet!" Harry said, and he began to feel annoyed.

"Really, okay," Ron pursed his lips, "but you mentioned this morning, you said you can start last night, no one will see you...you know, I'm not a fool."

"You do leave this impression on me now." Harry said grimly.

"Really?" Whether it was reluctant or sincere, the smile on Ron's face has now disappeared without a trace. "Seriously, I am sorry that I have misunderstood Maca in the past— —I'm very sorry. Although he always does things mysteriously, he never plays with others when he should be upright!"

After that, he pulled the drapery over to cover his four-poster bed, leaving Harry alone by the door, staring at the crimson drapery in a daze.

He thought that several people would believe him, and one of them was behind the curtain.

After tossing about in bed for a long time, Harry finally fell asleep in a daze.

However, Ron, who was on the opposite side, kept staring at the drapery, and in his heart, there was endless boredom.

"Harry and Hermione... Harry and Hermione... why are they like this? They left me behind and became warriors together... why is this?"

This feeling was like countless insects crawling around in his heart. He wanted to scratch, but he couldn't.This upset mood drove him crazy.

All night, Ron stared at his bloodshot eyes and didn't fall asleep at all.

...

On the other side, Hermione has been burying herself in the quilt since she returned to the bedroom, motionless.

She didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't know what to think, her head was blank.

It feels too uncomfortable to be wronged by others, and it hits her most insistent principle, for no reason and without warning.She seemed to be hit by a bomb, caught off guard, and she had no time to think about anything.

Facts have proved that no matter how smart she is, she is just an extremely strong girl.Facing the sudden grievance, she even forgot how to deal with it.

Until late at night, her roommate could not persuade her, and had already returned to bed to sleep. Suddenly a slight noise broke the tranquility of the night.

Hermione didn't move, because she had been immersed in the blank inner world, and she didn't hear it at all.

However, the noise continued, and something seemed to be knocking on the window.It kept ringing, as if no one would take care of it and swear to never give up.

Hermione in the quilt finally noticed the movement, she moved slightly, lifted the quilt and looked at the bedroom window blankly.

It took a long time before she recognized that it was an owl she hadn't seen before, and it seemed to hold some package under its paws.

Hermione pushed the quilt aside, only to realize that she got into the quilt without changing clothes.

She pursed her mouth, stroked her rumpled school gown at will, then walked to the window and put the owl in.

The owl gave a "coo", put down the package, turned and flew away.

Hermione looked out the window, and Hogwarts at night was as dark as usual, and a crescent moon was hanging silently in the clouds in midair.

She lifted the package under the faint moonlight and looked around, only to find that the sender was not identified, only the lonely "To Miss Hermione Granger" was scribbled at the bottom of the package.

"Who sent the package?"

With some doubts, Hermione opened the package.

Those were three bottles of black medicine with gloomy light. They were tied together and carefully packed in a big box filled with cotton.On the top of the box, there is also a small card.

On the back of the card, the usage of these three potions was described in detail, and "just for self-defense, do not use lightly".

On the front of the card, two sentences were written:

"Stay away from fighting and save yourself."

"Although it's a bit late, happy birthday."

Hermione bit her lower lip, and the tears in her eyes overflowed unconsciously.

"Where is'somewhat late', it is clearly more than a month late!" She wiped the unstoppable tears, but a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

Yes, although her birthday will always be forgotten, and she has always appeared to be indifferent.But there is one person who never missed it once, and that is Maca.

But where did Hermione know that Maca, who has always paid attention to maintaining friendships, rarely misses someone's birthday.Even if it was Dumbledore, he had spent some time inquiring about the birthday time!

So far, Dumbledore has received different styles of wool socks for four consecutive years.