tampered with the past

I hate veela!

Look at the ugly look of Harry and Ron.

What are they planning to do?Performing high jumps and free falls?

The book is right, boys really don't have good things, and when they see beautiful women, they all feel dizzy.

In short, I regretted it. I must be crazy to give up the endorsement and come to see this Lao Shizi Quidditch, and see Harry staring at the group of Veels.

A bloody and brutal sport.

Shameless veela.

And the damn Death Eaters, what are they doing here for the fun, because I'm not upset enough?

and also--

For Merlin's sake, Harry didn't spare me the fact that he lost his wand.

This is no small matter.

The wand is the wizard's life, how could he lose his life?

Fortunately, it was finally recovered intact.

What a exhausting journey to watch the game. When we finally got back to the Burrow, I felt like I was falling apart. I just wanted to plunge into the pillow and sleep well, but Ron and Harry both wanted to play Quidditch (I'd really like to crack their heads open to see what the wrong thread is in there).

I just can't take it anymore.

To his Quidditch.

I want to sleep.

I also have to endorse.

God knows, the textbooks for the fourth grade are almost twice as thick as those for the third grade.

Also, that jerk Percy (wonder how I didn't find out he was a jerk before!) is clearly a jealous stupid racist.

House-elves are not slaves.

Damn guy.

It's all the fault of the nasty Crouch, who taught the good Percy badly.

Maybe, and it's not entirely Crouch's fault, I've heard from my mother that once boys grow up, they become less and less things.

Hope that's not the case with Harry and Ron.

However, I think mom is mostly alarmist.If not, wouldn't Malfoy be worse than the mysterious man when he grows up?

I really can't think about it anymore.

I have something to worry about this semester.

Of course, I'm talking about house-elves, not the Triwizard Tournament (for God's sake, the Triwizard Tournament is none of my business).

I could see neither Harry nor Ron was very keen on my house-elf liberation plans, how could they?

Especially Harry, why couldn't he act like he was standing up for me?

Ugh!

I was really unhappy, because I have always supported him firmly, even at the expense of violating school rules.

Anyway, I've decided that one day, I'm going to give Harry a taste of not being valued.

Unexpectedly, this time Merlin answered my prayer very quickly.

The fourth warrior.

Hogwarts is in complete disarray, and everyone except the Gryffindors is talking about—

protest.

Poor Harry, always has bad luck.

The terrible thing was that this time even Ron didn't plan to stand behind Harry and rely on him.

Ron was jealous.

This fact forced me to break my oath.

Who made me soft-hearted!I can't stand Harry being alone and miserable, if only he doesn't keep talking about Ron in my ear.

Ron!

Ron! !

Ron! ! !

Harry Potter, sometimes I just want to shout in your ear, I'm Hermione Granger, not Ron Weasley.

It's just irritating.

Since you want to be with Ron so much, I won't let you.

Let me make peace with Ron for you?No way!

It's not that I haven't tried it, but this time Ron is determined by eating the weights.

Ugh!

I couldn't help but sigh again.

Harry oh Harry.

Why, you don't understand my heart at all?

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