Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

On the night that Hagrid went to see the fire dragon, Harry waited late in the Gryffindor common room.However, unwilling to give up, he waited until the eastern sky was illuminated and Sirius did not appear.

It seems that after all, he still missed the appointment time with Sirius.

In fact, just a few minutes before he hurried to the lounge, Sirius Black's face had just disappeared from the fireplace.But just a few minutes, but he had to wait for nearly an entire night.

And it was Maca that caused all this!

Had it not been for Maca to rush to work as an image consultant for Hagrid, Harry might have been back ten minutes in the morning, and that time would be just right.

It is worth mentioning that instead of waiting for Sirius Black, Harry waited for Ron instead.

At that time, wearing a maroon and purple swirl pajamas, he walked into the common room, stopped abruptly in front of Harry, and looked around.

"You don't sleep so late, why are you staying here?" Ron said sternly.

"What does this have to do with you?" Harry was a little impatient after waiting, and he shouted, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm just worried, I don't know you—" Ron stopped talking, shrugging his shoulders, "Nothing. I went back to sleep."

"You just want to snoop around sneakily, don't you?" Harry exclaimed.

"I'm sorry," Ron said, his face flushed with anger, "I should understand that you don't want to be disturbed. Okay, let me go, and you continue to rehearse your next interview quietly! The world's savior, Warriors of Hogwarts!"

Harry grabbed a badge with the words "Potter Smelly" from the table and threw it at the other end of the room.The badge hit Ron's forehead and bounced away.

"Here you," Harry said, "Tuesday, don't be on your chest! If you are lucky, you can have a scar...this is what you want, isn't it?"

The badge was made by Malfoy who didn’t know who he was looking for. If you click it, it will turn into "Cedric Diggory is the Warrior." Just in the evening, several students who supported Harry were trying Change to a sentence that supports Harry.

But obviously, that didn't seem to be successful.

At this moment, Ron was covering his forehead and looking at him in silence.

To be honest, Harry even wanted Ron to punch him hard.However, Ron was just wearing that thin set of pajamas, stood there for a while, then turned back to the bedroom without saying a word.

"Coward!" Harry muttered angrily.

After that, Harry waited in the lounge until dawn.But it turns out that he was just wasting his time.

After thinking about it for a while, he blamed this incident on Ron too-maybe Sirius didn't show up because Ron suddenly ran out and started Sirius away.

In fact, he also understood that even if it was really because of Ron, Ron would never know what he accidentally disturbed.He understood that Ron didn't mean it, but he didn't care about anything-at this moment, he felt that everything about Ron was so annoying, from head to toe, including the bare ankles under his pajamas.

...

Because Harry missed the time to meet with Sirius, this directly led to him not getting a way to deal with the fire dragon from his godfather.

All day on Sunday, Harry and Hermione spent their free time in the library.They pulled out every dragon-related book they could find, and the two of them began to search among a large stack of books like a needle in a haystack.

However, no valuable information was found.

But in the afternoon, Harry ran into Moody in a corridor very "coincidentally".

"Well—Professor, I'm going to the herbal medicine class—"

"Leave that alone, Potter. Please...who is there!" Moody seemed to have heard something, and he looked around, but found nothing.

In order not to miss the slightest possibility, Moody even peeked out of the corridor window and looked out.

Harry looked at Moody with a puzzled look, wondering what to do.

"He escaped...please come with me, Potter."

Harry followed him forward, uneasy, wondering what would happen next.This weird guy looks very keen. If Moody asked him how he discovered the fire dragon, what would he do?

But neither of them could find out. Just outside the corridor, a hummingbird was staying on the brick edge of the castle wall and the window hole, closely monitoring all this happening.

When Harry followed Moody to his office, the hummingbird tilted his head, then flew away, flapping its wings at high speed.

Before long, a figure appeared among the trees in the vestibule.

"This guy, it's really hard to deal with..." Maca whispered as he got out of the bushes, "I wanted to get him away, who knew he was almost spotted."

As he said, he subconsciously looked back towards the principal's office of the castle.

"Fortunately, he won't do anything harmful to Harry." He muttered to himself, "Now I can only hope that the plan is not affected."

When Harry came out of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office, he rushed into the greenhouse.

As he walked past Professor Sprout, he hurriedly said an apology to her, then lowered his voice and said to Hermione, "Hermione--we need to help each other!"

"Aren't we doing this all the time?" Hermione answered quietly.

She was trimming the flapper bushes, and her eyes were wide open on the trembling bushes, filled with anxiety.Because it's not just Harry, she also has to face the dangerous game!

But so far, she hasn't had any confidence, after all, the enemy is a whole eight dragons!Even if it is spread evenly on every warrior, there are two!

"Hermione, we must master the flying curse by tomorrow afternoon."

Tomorrow is the day when the Warriors face the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

Except for Maca, every warrior was nervous to death, but he was the only one who didn't take it seriously, and was messing around with his things as usual.

Do whatever you want—for him, the Triwizard Tournament is only part of the plan, and he neither needs nor can he win the final victory.What he has to do is to maintain the game steadily to the final stage, nothing else is the focus.

At noon the next day, Professor Orson called him together and came to the clearing where the fire dragon was the night before.

At this moment, this clearing is no longer a clearing.

On the left hand side, a large purple-red tent was erected on the edge of the clearing. It can be seen that there is a sign standing at the door of that tent with the words "Warrior Resting Place" written on it.

On the other side, just above the original open space.A tall stone wall has been erected.The wall extended far to the left and right, and there seemed to be a corner at the end.

In the middle of the high wall, he also saw a tent, perhaps behind that was the entrance.

"That is the entrance of Hermione Granger, and yours is on the other side." Professor Orson said to Maca as he walked. "Before the game starts, each warrior will go to their tent alone. Waiting for the start order to sound... The specific rules will be announced by Ludo Bagman in a moment."

Maca followed Professor Orson along the wall for a while, only then did he discover that this was actually a square rock wall!

"It must have been Dumbledore's own action to create a venue of this size so soon." Maca secretly guessed.

After Maca saw the entrance of Durmstrang, he followed Orson back to the resting place next to the venue.At this time, Boothbaton's warrior Fleur Delacour had arrived first.

When Maca walked into the tent, Furong was sitting on a low wooden stool in the corner.She was not at all as calm and composed as usual, her face was very pale, and she looked sick.

As for Mr. Bagman, he still had that vigorous appearance, and he greeted him enthusiastically when he saw Maca coming in.

After a while, Professor McGonagall's voice faintly heard outside the tent, and her voice seemed to tremble.

"...Waiting for your turn, Potter, Granger. Mr. Bagman is also inside... He will tell you the steps... Good luck."

"Thank you." Ha said in a monotonous, erratic voice.

Maca did not hear Hermione's voice.

Sure enough, the next moment, he saw a face paler than Furong.Hermione seemed to be in a bad shape, and she didn't know if she could hold it for a while.

"Have you all taken it?" Seeing Hermione's appearance, Maca had to leaned forward and asked softly.

"Oh—what? Hmm...Yes, I took it, all three bottles." Hermione was a little bit nervous.

"Harry! Great!" Bagman turned his head to look at him, and said happily, "And Miss Granger... come in, come in, relax, just like in your own home!"

Bagman stood among the pale-faced warriors, like a big cartoon.He put on the old Hornets robe again.

"Okay, now everyone is here-it's time to tell you about the situation!" Bagman said cheerfully, "After the audience is seated, I will hand this cloth bag to each of you in turn... …"

As he was talking, he raised a purple silk bag and shook it at them.

"You have to pick out the box you are looking for, and the area where it is located," he pointed to a gorgeous gold-inlaid wooden box on the side table. "Of course, don't make the idea of ​​this box. Empty box. And the box you are looking for, there are good things hidden inside!"

Bagman looked around for another week, and finally said: "The game is going on at the same time. This is a multiplayer competition. Remember, if you find out which one is in danger, the rescue team will immediately come out to help you, but- —That also means that you will get a minimum score!"