hello mr draco

Mad-Eye Moody came forward on a limp leg, shook Dumbledore's hand, then returned to his seat and sat down.One of his eyes is small, black and bright.The other eye is very big, round like a coin.His blue eye rolled up, turned left and right, completely took everyone's gaze, and finally that gaze was fixed on Harry.

But after a while, his eyes moved away again.

"Harry, he's the Mad-Eye Moody my dad mentioned, looking terrifying..." Ron said, his eyes still fixed on Dumbledore.It's just that he didn't hear Harry's reply after he finished speaking, so he looked back.

It's okay not to look at it, this look startled him.

"What are you two doing?"

"No..." Liu Qi quickly retracted his head. He was talking just now, and he put his head close to Harry's ear.

Harry Potter smiled like a normal person.

"Allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

The students looked at Mad-Eye Moody in surprise, but then Professor Dumbledore announced the rules about the Triwizard Tournament.This is a contest decided by three houses: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang.Each school selects a warrior, and then three warriors compete in three magic items.The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three houses take turns hosting it.This kind of game has a lot of fatalities and has been suspended a long time ago.

On the Gryffindor table, Fred and George said excitedly: "I want to participate!"

But Dumbledore's words after that directly cast a basin of cold water on them.

"I know that you are all eager to be the trophy for Hogwarts to win the Triwizard Tournament," Professor Dumbledore said, smiling harmoniously: "However, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that we must pay attention to this year's competition." Or set an age limit. Only students who are 17 years old—that is, students over 17 years old are allowed to enroll.”

Fred and George suddenly became angry. They were only a year away from turning 17, and this rule completely limited their performance.

"You're kidding!" Fred Weasley growled loudly.

Professor Dumbledore and Fred had a funny chat for a while, and then told everything about the Triwizard Tournament in a serious manner.

At the end of the banquet, when Harry led Liu Qi away, he was still a little dizzy.

Only Neville, who was walking ahead of them, got stuck in a step in the middle of the stairs.Hogwarts has many such tricky staircases.For most teachers, jumping over this particular step had become an instinct, but Neville was notoriously bad at school.Many students watched and laughed, making Neville blush like a tomato.

Liu Qi and Harry grabbed his arms and pulled him out.

The group quickly walked up to the entrance to Gryffindor Tower, which was hidden behind a huge portrait of a fat lady in a pink dress.It was exactly the same as what was described in the book, Liu Qi felt his hands were a little itchy, and really wanted to go up and chat about the painting.

"Password?" asked the Fat Lady as they approached.

"Nonsense," George said, smiling at Harry and Liu Qi, "I was told by the pole chief downstairs."

The portrait hole popped open, revealing a large hole in the wall.George got in first, then Fred.Liu Qi crawled in and looked curiously at the Gryffindor Rota common room.He'd only lived in the Slytherin common room before, and the Slytherin's was a door, so he didn't have to climb through it.

In the circular common room, filled with tables and floppy armchairs, the fire was crackling and burning.Ron glanced at the cheerfully jumping flames out of the corner of his eye, as if he remembered something, his face turned red all of a sudden.Ignoring everyone's chattering about the new semester, I went straight to the dormitory.

Because Liu Qi is a transfer student, he has a separate room in his dormitory.If someone is willing to sleep with him, it is also a very good choice.

But Liu Qi wanted to take a look at Harry's dormitory first, so he followed Harry up a spiral staircase.When they came to their dormitory at the top of the building, four four-poster beds stood against the wall, covered with crimson curtains, and everyone's suitcases were already placed in the corners of their respective beds.

Neville Longbottom had already climbed into bed, holding a black diary and writing something on the bed.Seamus Finnigan was putting the clothes in his suitcase into the locker. He seemed to have a lot of luggage, and the bed was already packed, so he probably would be busy until late.

Ron was in Harry's lower bunk. The bed curtain was half drawn at the moment, and he was holding a diary to write and draw on it. The expression on his face was unpredictable, as if he was chatting with someone.Liu Qi stared at Harry's bed, and saw Harry's quilt neatly folded.The suitcase was on the bed, and by now Harry had put his clothes in the cupboard and tucked the suitcase under the bed.

He disturbed his hair a little embarrassedly, then took out two sets of pajamas, handed one to Liu Qi and said:

"You can sleep with me tonight, and I'll take you to class tomorrow."

"Okay." Liu Qi nodded indifferently, but he didn't notice that Harry's face was as red as a pig's liver.

He casually took the pajamas and took them to the bathroom.

When everyone had washed up and climbed into bed, Ron stuffed the diary under the pillow, knocked on the bedpost, and said to Harry, who was on the upper bunk, with his head stretched out.

"You know what, Harry... I'd like to, too," said Ron, his only voice muttering in the dark dormitory, "if Fred and George figured out a way... ...to participate in the Tournament...nobody knows...right?"

Hearing Ron's tone of falling asleep but not falling asleep, Liu Qi, who was lying on the side of the upper bunk, parted his lips and smiled.

To be honest, he was looking forward to seeing Fred and George with gray hair.If Chen Junyu was still at Hogwarts, he believed that Fred and George would definitely find him to make potions.But at this moment, the two brothers may have to figure it out on their own.

"Maybe..." Harry said, withdrew his body facing the outside, and lay down on the bed steadily.

In such a cold winter, it is a very happy thing for him to have another body temperature in his bed.Carefully, Harry reached under the pillow, drew his wand, and cast a spell next to his bed.In this way, his voice will not disturb the classmates.

Liu Qi, who was sleeping on the inside, noticed the movement, tilted his head, and asked Harry curiously, "What are you doing?"

Harry hastily put his wand under the pillow, dragged the quilt over his chin, his eyes gleaming in the dark.

"I was thinking about the Triwizard Tournament..."

In the darkness, the bed curtain blocked most of the light, and Liu Qi could only see Harry's vague outline in the darkness.