Hogwarts Everything is Three

While Alan devoted himself to the study of the Dementors, Harry was restless and depressed.

Harry was treated like a hero when he returned to Gryffindor. The Gryffindors enthusiastically packed food into his arms. Everyone asked how he put his name into the Goblet of Fire. .

He explained over and over again that he didn't know what was going on.

But no one wants to hear him say that he is not hungry, no one wants to hear him say that he did not put his name in the goblet, and no one seems to notice that he has no emotion to celebrate this event...

What made him most desperate was that when he returned to the dormitory, thinking that he could have a good chat with Ron about this weird thing, Ron questioned him with a look that made him familiar.

Familiar is because when Ron talks about Alan, the expression on his face is exactly the same as at this time; strange because this time Ron's expression is for himself.

"It's okay, you know, you can tell me the truth." Harry again remembered the way Ron said that, but that was a very awkward smile, "If you don't want others to know , Good, but I don’t understand why you lied. You didn’t get into trouble because of it, did you? That friend of the fat lady, that Violet, she has told us all that Dumbledore made you selected It’s a thousand gallons bonus, isn’t it? And you can choose not to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

Harry squatted down in despair and hugged his head.

He originally thought that at least a few people would believe in him, and one of them was Ron.

"Harry, why are you squatting here?" a surprised woman rang.

"Hermione..." Harry didn't know how to express his heart for a while. The last time he had a serious conversation with Hermione seemed to be a long time ago.

"Why isn't Ron with you?" Hermione looked around suspiciously.

"Ron, he asked me how I threw my name into the goblet of fire—" Harry murmured.

"Oh, I see." Hermione flicked her unkempt long hair back. "Harry, he's just jealous."

Hermione's voice didn't fluctuate much, but the tone of this statement made Harry feel that she was telling the truth.

"Think about it," Hermione said to her friend patiently. "At home, he is the most inconspicuous; in Gryffindor, you are always the one who attracts everyone's attention. He won't get any attention."

Hermione paused, tilted her head, and looked at Harry's expression. There was no angry expression on Harry's face, he looked at Hermione blankly.

So Hermione continued: "If you want to, it can be understood. Compared to you, he is a little transparent; compared to me, he is a scumbag; compared to Allen...huh!"

Although Hermione didn't say the next words, Harry nodded involuntarily.

"Allen and I have broken down with him, and only you, as his best friend, are so famous--every time someone sees you, he gets left out in the cold. I think this time he Probably I can't bear it..."

"You mean, did he say that on purpose?" Harry's voice sounded extremely bitter, and the closer he got, the deeper he hurt.

Hermione patted him on the shoulder, giving silent comfort.

"Hermione, do you believe me?" Harry asked suddenly, looking up.

"Of course I know you didn't sign up yourself." Realizing that her next words might be a bit hurtful, Hermione swallowed the following sentence "You don't have the ability".

Harry took Hermione's words as trusting him wholeheartedly, his eyes moistened involuntarily.

"Harry, I believe you too." Ginny walked out from the corner.

Hermione was a little embarrassed when Ginny heard herself talking about Ron in front of Harry. She smiled unnaturally at Ginny, but Ginny didn't care.

"You know, Ron is like this sometimes. He will be jealous and jealous, but he is not bad." Ginny explained for her brother Ron, "Just give him time patiently not to intensify the conflict. He can alleviate it by himself."

"Harry, I believe you didn't put your name in it. You can tell from the expression on your face at the time, and you can't believe it." Ginny stepped forward and took the initiative to hug Harry.

A smile appeared on Hermione's face. Ginny was really a clever witch who knew how to seize opportunities. She has liked Harry for so long, and now is the best time to learn Harry's favor.

When Allen came out of the tower, it was already time for dinner.

He hurried to the auditorium, he didn't want to eat the leftovers leftover by others.

"Hey, Ellen." Ellen stopped, it was Cedric.

"Allen, congratulations on becoming a warrior at Hogwarts. I wanted to congratulate you last night, but you are too late." Cedric's expression was very sincere.

This made Allen's smile more sincere. Although today Cedric has lost his reputation as a warrior at Hogwarts, he has no worries about his life because of this. He looked at the other side's face that was fascinated by many little witches and couldn't help but teased: "At least No need to go to America to be a vampire..."

The appearance of Allen was warmly welcomed by the little wizards of Hogwarts. Compared with Harry, they are more willing to believe that Allen is the true warrior of Hogwarts~www.NovelMTL.com~ and won by virtue of strength. The Hogwarts wizards respected Ellen differently, but Harry felt the disgust and dissatisfaction of the wizards of other colleges except Gryffindor. In addition to Ron and him falling out, Hermione was no longer as close to herself as before because of Ron's problem. Even though Ginny showed trust in him, Harry still felt extremely lonely.

He wanted to go to Hagrid to get some warmth, but recently Hagrid has always been uncharacteristically, not only in suits and leather shoes, but also tied himself with a bow tie and sprayed with cologne.

Harry observed Alan, and had to admit that Alan was more like a warrior than him, handsome appearance, personable temperament, world-renowned reputation...

In just a few days, he had seen girls begging Allen to sign their school bags more than once.

Slytherin's Pansy Parkinson was also credited to Harry's motivation from low to angry.

When he went to the potions class that was tormenting him, he found that the Slytherin students were waiting outside the classroom, each with a large badge on the front of his robe.

Harry didn't react for a while, and when he approached he saw that the badges were all printed with the same text, and the bright red letters were shining in the dim light of the underground corridor, like a fire:

Support Alan Harris——

The strongest warrior at Hogwarts!

"Do you like it, Potter?" Pansy exclaimed when Harry was approaching. "They have other tricks—look!"

She pressed the badge **** her chest, the words on it disappeared, and then another line of words appeared, shining with green light:

Penguin Dung Potter