Hogwarts of a certain magic

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After William left Professor Flitwick's office, he ran into Hagrid at the entrance of the auditorium.

Hagrid's expression was hesitant to speak, like a constipation.

After talking to Professor Flitwick, William also understood. He quickly said: "I will choose the magical animal protection class next school year."

Hagrid took a sigh of relief, trying to pat William on the shoulder, but he avoided him.

If you don't hide this slap, you must kneel on the ground.

"Not bad, you have a conscience," Hager said angrily."Neither George nor Fred took my class this year.

These two bad boys, I treat them so well for nothing!If I visit the Forbidden Forest at night, I will definitely deduct their points."

William smiled helplessly.

Cedric chose Hagrid's class instead.

He must choose, he must have a good understanding of those magical animals if he wants to make a magic wand.

Hagrid brings dangerous magical creatures every time, and he is... very happy!

"Autumn, will she choose my class in sixth grade?"

Hagrid asked some embarrassing questions, and William had to vaguely said: "I don't know, she didn't tell me."

Qiu definitely didn't choose it. Is this still necessary?She had had enough of snails and decided to give up this course.

She still liked this class very much before, but Hagrid had a very good effect of dismissing it.

But it's hard to say clearly, I can only avoid Hagrid in the next semester of autumn.

Not only autumn, Marietta... Many students decided not to choose.They were really scared by Hagrid.

William looked at Hagrid's face and turned off the subject, whispering:

"How are you and Mrs. Maxim?"

"Don't mention her!" Hagrid said angrily, clenching his fists: "I don't want to see her again. I don't want to in my life."

Good fellow, William is direct good fellow.

Who said that he wanted to see Mrs. Maxime, the kind that he would watch for a lifetime?

Now it's starting to never see again?

I hope Hagrid will be harder and won't slap his face in the future.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see some big babies, don't tell anyone."

With a sneaky look, Hagrid pulled William toward the outside.

They walked down the lawn to the Quidditch Stadium, then entered the court through a gap between the stands.

The Quidditch stadium is no longer flat and smooth. It seems that someone has built countless long low walls here.

These low walls are intricate and meandering in all directions.

Hagrid clapped his hands triumphantly, pointed at his masterpiece, and asked, "I think you probably guessed what you are going to do here?"

William looked at the intricately low wall, and guessed: "A maze?"

"Yes, genius creativity." Hagrid brought William closer.

"The third project is very simple. The Triwizard Cup is placed in the center of the maze. Whoever can find it first will get a full score."

"Should it be more than a maze?" William quickly remembered the roads.

If it's just a maze, the warriors can definitely get the road map of the maze in advance.That would be too easy.

"There will be many obstacles." Hagrid got better, and he said cheerfully, "I will provide a lot of cuteness-very docile magical creatures.

There are some spells that must be lifted..."

A very docile magical creature... If someone else said that, something like a unicorn appeared in William's mind.

Since Hagrid said, what appeared in his mind were fire dragons and fried snails...

Hagrid would definitely do everything he could to make this maze less "dangerous".

Hagrid took William and looked around the maze for a while, and the two people left the playground.

Hagrid went to the castle, while William sat alone by the black lake.

He waved his wand, conjured a quill and parchment, and quickly drew the path of the maze according to his memory.

With a faint sound of footsteps, William Yuguang glanced at him, his mouth cocked.

Hermione came quietly, standing behind him, silent.

She bends down, rests her head on his shoulders, and looks at his sketches.

Hermione blinked and asked softly, "Is it the third project? It looks like a maze."

"Yeah, Hagrid just told me. To set up a maze in the Quidditch field, you need to remember the route."

Hermione looked at it for a while and jokingly said, "I finally found something you are not good at."

Well, really crooked, William can be called a soul painter.

He stopped writing, held Hermione in his arms, turned and looked at Black Lake and said:

"Anne should be allowed to paint, she is better at this."

"You can learn too, so that you can paint me portraits in the future."

Hermione raised her head and pressed her head against his chin, of course.

Makes sense!

William should indeed learn to paint so that she could paint a portrait of Hermione.

It's the kind that Jack drew the shredded pork on the Titanic!

The corner of William's mouth curled up, and he reached out to stroke Hermione's chin, smiling silently.

After a while, the girl said angrily: "Where are you touching!"

William bowed his head in astonishment, and then retracted his paws.

It turned out that I accidentally touched a small hill.

Hermione was flushed, biting her lip, panting.

At this time, footsteps came again behind him.William turned his head and frowned.

Krum walked slowly along the Black Lake towards the two.

"Miss Galanje, can I speak to you?" Krum said in poor English.

Hermione poked her head out of William's arms, slightly surprised.

"sure, no problem."

"Then can you go there with me?"

Krum obviously didn't want William to hear it.

Hermione shook her head directly and said, "No, just say it here."

"Oh, all right..." Krum hesitated, staring at William with a gloomy face.

William smiled and rubbed Hermione's hair with his chin.

Krum was brewing emotions, he hesitated for a long time, just about to speak, there was abnormal movement in the reeds not far away.

William stood up, Hermione also stood up, took out his wand for the first time, and looked forward warily.

A man suddenly stumbled out of the reeds.

William narrowed his eyes.

——Barty Crouch.

He seemed to have been wandering outside for many days, the knees of his robe were torn, blood stained, his face was also covered with scars, his beard was shaggy, his face was pale and haggard.

He looks strange, but the strangest thing is his behavior.

Mr. Crouch seemed to be talking to someone who only he could see.He kept murmuring and gesticulating.

William and Hermione exchanged glances, both holding their wands, carefully walking towards Crouch.

"Mr. Crouch, didn't you go to Ludo?" William asked."How could it be like this."

Mr. Crouch didn't look at him, but kept talking to the reed next to him.

"...Wetherby, after you finish this matter, send an owl to Dumbledore to send a letter to confirm the number of students in Durmstrand to participate in the competition. Karkaroff sent a letter and said that he would increase students. ..."

"Then send an owl to send a letter to Mrs. Maxim. She may also increase the number of students. Since the number of Karkaroff has increased..."

"What's wrong with him?" Hermione warned."It seems to be talking to Percy."

During the summer vacation, Crouch always called Percy Weatherby, and the twins also used this name to laugh at Percy.

Mr. Crouch's eyes were protruding, like a mental patient, staring straight ahead, muttering silently in his mouth.

Then he staggered a few steps to the side and fell to his knees.

"Isn't this a referee, what's wrong with him?" Krum also came over, looking down at Crouch in panic.

"Dumbledore!" Mr. Crouch gasped.

He leaped over and grabbed William's robe, but his eyes were fixed on the top of William's head.

"I want to... see... Dumbledore..."

"Okay." William nodded. "I will take you to find him now. What happened, and who attacked you?"

"I did... a... stupid thing..." Crouch gasped.

He looked completely mad, his eyes protruding outwards, rolling steadily, saliva dripping down his chin.

"Be sure to... tell... Dumbledore!"

"Tell him what?" Hermione said.

But Crouch fell into a frenzy again, and he continued to mutter to himself:

"Thank you, Wetherby, after you finish that, I want to have a cup of tea. My wife and son are coming soon, and we are going to the concert with Mrs. Fudge tonight."

Crouch seemed to confuse the time and mentioned his wife and son as if he had gone back decades.

"Whoever of you go to Professor Dumbledore, call him here, I'm staring here."

Krum looked trembling.

William and Hermione rolled their eyes at the same time.

It is a fool to leave now to call someone.

Crouch is behaving abnormally, he must know something.

After he leaves, maybe Crouch will be killed.

Besides, there is no need to call someone in person... Is it a wizard?!

I saw William wave his wand, and a silver sea eagle emerged from the tip of the wand.

It spread its wings and flew around, heading towards the principal's office.

William picked up the safety sheet and was about to find some tranquilizers to give Crouch.

A green light suddenly shot out insidiously from the reeds.

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