HP fan, I'm Ron Weasley

What's the difference? ! "

I rubbed my nose and laughed:

"That's right, it feels different..."

Harry ignored me, but muttered thoughtfully:

"I don't know how you can put up with Malfoy! Don't tell me, I don't want to know the details!! Hmm...how about...I'll buy you a pair of pants for Christmas?"

I shivered, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"Harry!"

Harry made a face:

"It's really weird! Otherwise, give me a pair of shoes?"

I am helpless:

"If you're really sure it has to do with the clothes - I still have some unwashed panties, you can make sure of that!"

Harry seemed to have eaten something unclean:

"You want me to buy you underwear?! Why do I feel more and more weird——"

I rolled my eyes:

"If you want!"

Harry shrugged:

"Obviously, I don't want to! You should go to your little boy for such a thing!!" Regardless of my awkwardness, he continued: "But to be honest, I think you should put away your clothes first. When they ask, it's better not to say that it was sent by Malfoy, after all, Malfoy is one of the most hated people in Gryffindor - except you -, um?"

I shrugged:

"As long as you and Hermione aren't mad!"

Harry was helpless:

"If I were your mother, I would definitely kill you!!"

I think about Dad's distaste for old Malfoy:

"No way, my mother should be reluctant..."

Harry hates:

"Don't, no matter how disgusting I am, I'll write to your dad!"

The person Harry helped me find was a girl named Padma Patil from Raven Rauch, who was wearing a bright green dress, perfunctory, and looked like her sister Parvati Patil. The fanaticism is completely different, Harry walked in front stiffly as if being dragged by Parvati, I followed behind with a snickering smile, Padma Patil stared at me fiercely from the side, looking even worse happy.I rolled my eyes, like how other people valued her—look at her nose that wasn't straight at all!We entered the arena late, and Harry separated from us at the beginning and stood in front. I was bored to observe the crowd around me. The four warriors were at the front, except for Harry——Harry looked very Uncomfortable - even the gloomy Krum smiled easily, he was saying something to his female companion attentively, which made most of the people around him look over curiously , and the beautiful girl next to him in a dark blue dress looked somewhat embarrassed, felt my gaze, and smiled at me pretending to be calm, I wondered - who is this, I have never seen it before!From a distance, I saw Harry walking over, chatting with Krum's female companion, his dull expression made Krum's face gloomy again.I was even more curious and looked over there frequently.

"Weasley—"

A lazy voice sounded behind me, I turned my head, and saw Draco wearing a high-necked velvet gown, the silver-white gown and his platinum-blond hair made him look almost shiny, Parkinson was wearing a crumpled little pink dress, and his nervous smirk on Draco's body was unbearable.I was still looking at Parkinson, and Draco glanced at Padma Patil with critical eyes, and sneered, as if she was so unbearable, Parkinson followed suit With a sneer, Padma's face flushed immediately, her face was ugly and aggrieved, and she didn't know how to offend them.I held back my laughter, and quickly coughed twice. Just as I was about to speak, Draco led Parkinson with his head held high and walked straight away. Padma held his breath even more, and it took him a long time to get angry:

"They... what's wrong with them?!"

I tried my best to hold back my laughter, covered my mouth with my hands and coughed desperately, Padma looked at me angrily, stomped her feet and turned around and ran away.The rest of me couldn't react in place for a long time. When I looked up, Draco was standing in the crowd not far away, grinning and gloating at me with a big smile.I can't laugh or cry - wait a minute who am I dancing with? !

Krum's girlfriend

When the ball started, everyone rushed to the dance floor, the four warriors were gathered in the center to lead the dance, and the music started, and I was almost desperate-where the hell did Padma Patil go? !Pushing aside the crowd, I looked for it in the direction Petil ran away from just now. Fortunately, the girl with the crooked nose didn’t run very far. She was looking around at a loss in the crowd, and she was obviously relieved when she saw me squeezed over. , his complexion is still not very good, but he still reluctantly puts his hand in my palm.After finally finishing a dance, Patil seemed to be unsatisfied. I pretended not to see her and hurriedly pulled her down, walked to the nearest group of tables and sat down. Patil's face was gloomy, and I said relaxedly:

"Do you want another dance?"

Patil's eyes lit up:

"Okay!"

I'm talking nonsense:

"I'm really sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you—I accidentally hurt my waist a few days ago, Mrs. Penrad said I can't be too tired—but you can go to someone else, I'm completely fine by myself!!"

Patil's face changed from black to blue, and then from blue to black, which is very wonderful.I looked at her with sincere and regretful eyes, Patil's eyes were full of fire, and he sneered:

"Well done, Weasley!!"

Turning around and leaving in resentment—it is estimated that he will definitely not come back this time.I stretched my neck back and forth to look for Hermione and the others, but there were too many people and I couldn't see them at all.I couldn't help thinking: Hermione didn't come, didn't she, she didn't find a boyfriend, and she just didn't come to the Christmas ball because of embarrassment? !

"Ron?" The gloating voice sounded very pleasant: "Why are you here alone—where's your dance partner?!"

It's Draco.I shrugged:

"Let me run away in anger!"

Draco looked even more gloating:

"You ran away with your partner after only one dance?! I'm so sorry for you..."

"I really don't see where you regret—"

"Anyway, you poor partner-less bastard! I'm going to the dance!!"

"Go away!" This is purely to laugh at me!I looked behind him, and Parkinson was not nearby: "Where is Parkinson, how do you dance alone?!"

Draco didn't care:

"I asked her to bring me wine..."

I despise:

"You actually asked a girl to fetch wine for you?!"

Draco was annoyed:

"What? What's your opinion?!"

"How dare I have any opinions, Your Royal Highness!!"

Draco looked very concerned:

"Even so, I didn't make my girlfriend run away in anger——when the opening dance just ended!!"

I can't laugh or cry, this is too "competitive":

"Yes! Of course I'm not as good as you! By the way, have you seen Hermione, I haven't seen her so far—"

Draco's face was ugly:

"Didn't you see it?"

"No! Could it be that he hasn't come yet? I've searched around—"

"Here she is, right in front of Potter and the others..."

I am surprised:

"What, in front of Harry? Why didn't I look?"

Draco looked at me knowingly:

"You didn't see it, you idiot—"

"Hey--"

"But a lot of people don't see it at first sight—she's Krum's girlfriend!"

I was surprised, no wonder it looked so familiar from a distance, and even smiled at me, it turned out to be Hermione!Draco's face became more and more ugly, and I didn't care about it, I just said in surprise:

"What's the matter--suddenly unhappy--who messed with you again?!"

Draco gave me a hard look - I was even more inexplicable - curled his lips and said:

"Then what are you going to do for a while, I won't dance a single dance"

Does this change the subject? !

"Well, I wouldn't have liked to dance that shit--it made me dizzy!"

Draco sneered:

"barbarian--"

"I'd love to! Go around your circle—"

Draco turned around and looked around. Parkinson hadn't come yet, so he said impatiently:

"So slow to get a beer! Wait a minute—by the way, how did you get that ugly bastard out?"

"Ugly? Patil seems to be quite upright—except for her nose! I didn't say anything, it's all because she's too small!"

Draco sneered, just as he was about to say something, Harry who was far away was struggling to squeeze this way, Draco shrugged:

"Your master is here! Just in time, I have to go to Pansy—"

Harry had obviously seen Draco too, and paused, looking hesitant to come over.Parkinson was holding two goblets in his hand, bowing his head and cautiously coming this way. Harry stopped in front of him suddenly, and Parkinson inevitably bumped into Harry's back from behind. He tilted his hand, Obviously spilled the wine on Harry.I also gloated:

"It looks like the Parkinson who brought you the drink is in trouble—"

There has obviously been a quarrel over there. Parkinson is facing us, holding a cup in both hands, and is yelling something bossy. Obviously, she has aroused public anger. People around Harry looked at it with angry and displeased eyes. Look at that Parkinson.Draco exhaled impatiently:

"That idiot! You can make trouble with a drink!!"

As I said that, I could only walk towards Parkinson, and I stretched my neck excitedly to look there: as soon as Draco passed by, Parkinson's arrogance immediately faded away, and I don't know that Draco has said all about it. What, Parkinson gave Harry a stern look, then walked away aggrieved, carrying two cups.Harry shrugged, and moved his hands this way too.

"Hey, I said, why did you mess with Padma Patil!" Harry sat down and said, "As soon as I got down, she took his sister and ran away angrily. I asked her how she got you If you leave alone, she will scold you for not knowing what is good or bad, and seeing her like that, I can't wait to eat you up!"

I raise my eyebrows:

"Oh, is that right? Leave her alone, it's not like you didn't see it, she was reluctant from the beginning, as if she had wronged her by dancing with me - I was wronged - nose It's crooked like that, do you really think of yourself as a princess?!"

Harry laughed:

"Don't be as knowledgeable as her, I heard from Parvati—her sister—that she seems to have had a fight with her boyfriend, and her boyfriend has found another girl as a dance partner, so she is not happy!"

I pouted:

"Then you can't take it out on me! She deserves it, if I were her boyfriend, I would have found someone else early! Well, let alone her, it really affects the mood. I just heard that Krum's girlfriend It turned out to be Hermione?! Is that true?"

Harry also said excitedly:

"Yeah, that's him—Hermione kept it a secret—I was so taken aback when Hermione talked to me at first, I didn't recognize it at all!!"

clues that surface

Sister Patil never came back, and Harry and I had a good time, discussing with great interest that Hermione was actually pretty good-looking, and I didn't notice it before—the key is that she usually hides too deeply!Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, we are still amazed, Hermione walked over staggeringly:

"Ron, Harry, why are you just sitting here instead of dancing?"

Hermione's face was flushed, and it looked like she had just come off the dance floor. Harry and I looked at her as if we had discovered a new world. Hermione was a little uncomfortable being seen by us, but she was faintly proud. Hair around the ears:

"What are you looking at, don't you recognize me?"

"Yeah, Hermione, you really gave us a big jump!! I mean you're so beautiful!!"

Hermione couldn't help but beam with joy.

"You usually look slovenly, and you are totally different from today!" He leaned close to Hermione's ear and whispered, "Did you use some strange potion to make yourself look like this?! "

Hermione didn't understand Harry's meaning at first, she just said in a daze:

"what?"

Harry had a clear and understanding expression on his face:

"Didn't you mention a potion called 'Charm Potion' a while ago?"

A while ago, Seamus went to invite Fleur Delacour, the warrior of Beauxbatons, as a dance partner. He was humiliated on the spot and almost cried. After returning, he couldn’t recover for several weeks. Hermione said contemptuously at the time: Seamus was "Damn it, it's just asking for it!", and I remember Harry and I telling Hermione that it wasn't all Seamus' fault - that Fleur was so arrogant - that beauty is all there After all, that hibiscus looks really charming!Hermione also said disdainfully, "I really don't understand why you boys are so superficial?! Commenting that a girl always cares so much about her appearance, if you want to see a beautiful girl, you can just boil a pot of charm potion , drinking it will surely make even a sow fascinate you so much!!" Hermione obviously remembered this, moved her fingers inadvertently, and said through gnashing teeth:

"What do you mean by that?!"

I tried my best to suppress the smile, and Harry continued unconsciously, grimacing as he spoke, indicating that Hermione didn't need to pretend in front of the two of us:

"That's what it means! Hermione, have you really brewed the charm potion you mentioned? I said, the effect is really good—"

Hermione gritted her teeth, narrowed her eyes, and seemed to be desperately controlling her emotions, and took a deep breath:

"I didn't! I just groomed myself a little... straightened my hair or something, I didn't drink any 'charm potion'!!"

Harry raised an eyebrow:

"Oh yeah? That's really nothing, Hermione, you're beautiful tonight - did you drink?"

Hermione was annoyed to a certain extent, her eyes shot an angry fire:

"Again, I DON'T DRINK!!!"

Harry finally saw that Hermione seemed a little unhappy, and said with a smile:

"Really! If you don't drink, you don't drink! That's what I said, there's no other meaning——"

Hermione's chest fluctuated, she stood up abruptly, and said stiffly:

"You guys continue to chat, I'm going to find my dance partner—"

As he turned to leave, Harry muttered in a low voice:

"Why are you so angry? Drink it and drink it, and don't admit it!"

Hermione turned around with a "whoosh" in anger, and shouted sharply:

"If I didn't drink, I didn't drink! Who wouldn't admit it?! This is what I look like!!!"

Harry was shocked by the yelling, and the people around were startled by Hermione's sudden scream. They turned their heads and felt that people's eyes were on her. Hermione looked even more stiff, staring at her. Harry couldn't speak for a long time, I finally couldn't help it, and my stomach almost broke while lying on the sofa laughing.Hermione finally came to her senses, glared at the two of us bitterly, turned and ran away.Harry was baffled, and was a little annoyed after being yelled at:

"What, why did you get annoyed all of a sudden?! I didn't say anything, she must have been drinking! Didn't you notice that her face shape is different from before, let alone her teeth!! It's completely shortened ..."

I leaned on the arm of the sofa and was overjoyed:

"Really? I really didn't pay attention... Don't think about it, she must have become angry after being exposed! Girls, don't look at Hermione who doesn't seem to care much about her appearance—"

Harry muttered:

"Anyway, we know it too, why don't we admit it, are we still laughing at her?! It's unreasonable..."

Thinking of Hermione's embarrassment, I laughed even harder, I couldn't stop, and Harry saw me laughing so hard that I couldn't sit up, so he finally laughed too.The dance lasted until the early hours of the morning, and Harry and I were really just like what Draco said, as the only boys in Hogwarts who had lost their dance partners, sitting in the corner and staying bored until the end of the dance...

With the end of the dance, it means that the second project will start soon.And as the second project came step by step, Harry, who still couldn't find any clues about the golden egg, was no longer as relaxed as before, and gradually became anxious.For the first time, the three of us started to act separately. Hermione searched for as much information as possible while maintaining her homework, "One Hundred Practical Skills of Wizards", "Triwizard Tournament - Heroic Handbook of Former Warriors" ", Hermione didn't even know where to find a book called "The Secret of the Dragon's Golden Egg", Harry held the book with hope and read it in one go, and cursed after reading it, if it wasn't Hermione stopped her and almost tore up the book - the book introduced the detailed process of how to successfully hatch a dragon egg!Harry was ordered to eat, sleep, and go to the toilet, and he couldn't be separated from his golden egg for a moment-maybe when he peed, he had a flash of inspiration and found a clue to the golden egg? !My mission was the simplest: just do everything possible to leave Harry alone.I have already lost the right to "learn" Hermione's homework. Except for being forced to review homework and so on, I spend the rest of the time going to the Response Room to learn spells——Harry is sleeping next to the golden egg— It is worth mentioning that Hermione confiscated my wizard chess, Harry's invisibility cloak, and broomstick.Hermione promises to return these to us intact after the Triwizard Tournament is over!Harry was unconvinced:

"Maybe I won't live until then..."

Hermione said ferociously:

"Even if you die, I will burn these and return them to you! No matter how nonsense you talk, you will never see them again in this life!!"

Fortunately, in Harry's 'wholehearted' search, he finally found the secret of the golden egg.

Harry's Baby 1

With the help of Cedric Diggle, Harry finally got the clue of the golden egg.It is said that a piece of Harry's 'baby' was placed under the Black Lake, and what Harry has to do is to retrieve it within the specified time.Harry's hair was turning grey--he couldn't swim!Speaking of which, even if he could swim, how could he stay underwater for more than five to minutes—obviously, it might be more than that to recover that broken baby!Hermione was very happy at first, thinking that there must be some magic that could help Harry—didn't we do that when we helped Harry pass in front of the dragon before—but Hermione was very disappointed soon, because in There are no spells in the library that can help people stay underwater for ten minutes or even longer!I also pulled my hair and asked Harry, what is his baby, and can we hide it first? Harry looked at the invisibility cloak and broomstick in Hermione's hand, and shook his head in despair:

"Seriously, I really don't know what their definition of 'baby' is. My 'babes' have been confiscated by Hermione?! Hermione, protect them, if I never see them again They, I don’t want to live anymore—whether they can survive this shitty game or not!!”

Hermione rolled her eyes:

"Stop talking about these useless things! Find a way!"

The result was of course helpless.Hermione finally stopped caring about the surroundings or the awed or jealous eyes-there was no time for that-Krum came to Hermione twice, wanting to invite her to hang out or something, but Hermione was rejected. Declined.When Krum came to the tower, everyone was going crazy, the girls wanted to shoot Hermione to death with their eyes, and the boys started booing and whistling, the scene was chaotic, maybe they were scared by Gryffindor's enthusiasm Come on, Krum never showed up after being rejected twice.Time flies - no matter how anxious we are - until the day before the second project, there is still no feasible solution. Hermione has not closed her eyes for two days, and buried herself in a pile of books, refusing any conversation.I also flipped through the book in my hand irritably. Harry was sitting beside him, holding a book as thick as a brick in his hand in a daze, without turning a page for a long time.I casually threw a book over, and said angrily:

"What are you doing, you! Don't be dazed, the competition is tomorrow, hurry up and look for it!!"

Harry threw aside the book I was still holding, looked at me helplessly, and forced a smile:

"The worst case is that I can't pass the second project. If I fail, maybe they don't need me to participate in the last project..."

Hermione raised her head and sighed:

"That's fine...just..."

"Okay, you two! Hurry up and look for it when you have time, what's the use of thinking so much?!"

Hermione bowed her head again as promised, and Harry also smiled wryly, and said nothing more.

"You guys are here—"

"It made it easy for us to find—"

Two red heads protruded from behind the bookshelf, and seeing the twins' two identical faces, even if there was a big trouble, half of it could be eliminated.I laughed and said:

"What's the matter? What are you looking for us for?"

The twins come out from behind the bookshelves:

"Professor McGonagall is looking for you—"

Just finished speaking, Hermione couldn't help but □□:

"What, now?!"

Fred looked in awe at the pile of books on our desk:

"Well, Professor McGonagall told you to go over now! You, and Ron."

I wonder:

"Just me and Hermione?"

George picked up the books on the table casually:

"So many, read them all today? Is it related to the second project?! Just you and Hermione—"

Hermione also asked:

"What about Harry?"

George shrugged:

"No! Professor McGonagall said to let the two of you go."

"Didn't say what's the matter? Can't tomorrow, we're really busy now—"

Fred put his hand on George's shoulder and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid I can't, you have to go now, now!"

Hermione groaned in frustration and stood up:

"You look at it alone, Harry—do you have to understand carefully—I will go with Ron and come back. Your 'baby' is in my bag, watch!"

Hermione and I walked to Professor McGonagall's office in doubt, and Hermione stroked her messy hair that had recovered since the ball:

"What's the matter with Professor McGonagall, at this time?!" As if thinking of something, he exclaimed, "Merlin, it's not like she found out that the three of us have the same homework these days Right?!"

I'm amazed - it's possible!

"No way……"

Hermione tugged at my sleeve nervously:

"It's over, it's over, it must be like this! What can we do now? Professor McGonagall will be very angry... Are you talking?!"

My stature started to grow crazily this year. The school uniform I was wearing was an old robe that Percy wore when he was in the sixth and seventh grades. The cuffs were worn out by that nerd Percy. , was pulled by Hermione indifferently, and with a "sigh", it was directly torn open a big hole. Hermione stared at my cuff speechlessly for two seconds, and smiled embarrassingly:

"It's really not strong... You should buy a new robe, I haven't seen you wearing any new clothes since the first grade!!"

My eyes squinted blankly - I'm a head taller than Hermione:

"Guess I can afford it?"

Hermione smiled guiltily:

"Well, I'll pay you one piece?"

I rolled up my sleeves in distress:

"No need!! All I have left is this robe! Bastard!!"

Hermione laughed like never before:

"I didn't do it on purpose either! Let me take a look... If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see it..."

I am helpless:

"Forget it, anyway, if I'm still growing after a while, this robe will have to be thrown away sooner or later! Is there any magic spell that can 'heal' it?"

"No……"

Arriving at Professor McGonagall's office, Hermione took a deep breath, and just about to knock on the door, the door opened from the inside with a "squeak". Professor McGonagall stood at the door seriously, and Hermione began to stammer:

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, we didn't mean to do that...I promise never again..."

Professor McGonagall gave Hermione a strange look:

"Sorry? What are you talking about?"

Hermione looked up at the female professor quietly:

"That's...Professor McGonagall, will you deduct our points, or confine us?"

Professor McGonagall waved his hand:

"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm here to ask you to do me a favor—"

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and looked up:

"Of course, that's our honor! But, Professor McGonagall, is that urgent? We also have something tonight..."

Professor McGonagall walked out of the office and closed the door behind him:

"It's urgent. I'm afraid you won't be able to go back until tomorrow afternoon."

I was taken aback:

"What? How can I..."

Hermione kicked me secretly:

"It will take that long? But Professor McGonagall, is there anything that only the two of us can help?!"

Professor McGonagall nodded for us to follow her:

"I'll take you to the principal first, and the principal will explain to you if there is anything wrong. In fact, it seems that only the two of you can help with this matter!"

Hermione struggles:

"But we really have something very important tonight, very important! Professor McGonagall..."

Professor McGonagall turned his head and looked at us clearly:

"Does your 'big thing' tonight have anything to do with Potter?"

My heart skipped a beat—the three items of the Triwizard Tournament must be completed by the warrior himself. Did Professor McGonagall know that we cheated? !Looking at Hermione, Hermione hesitated and said:

"Well...it doesn't matter..."

Professor McGonagall showed an inconspicuous smile, and said gently:

"Don't be nervous, tonight's matter is related to Potter's second project, and you will find out later." He said casually: "By the way, did Potter find any clues about that golden egg?"

Hermione warned:

"Looks like I found it..."

Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, and focused on leading the way and stopped talking.Amid the uneasiness between Hermione and I, we finally arrived at the principal's office. Through the long spiral staircase, Professor McGonagall raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the old principal's cheerful voice came from inside:

"It must be Ron and Hermione, they're coming, come in—"

Professor McGonagall pushed open the door and beckoned us to go in:

"Albus, I brought Weasley and Granger, I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do."

"Yes yes, thank you, Minerva—"

Professor McGonagall nodded with the old headmaster, turned and left.Hermione and I walked into the room, and the headmaster's room was full of people. Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxime, as well as Luther Bagham, Barty Crouch, and Percy sat Behind Crouch, he lifted his chin and nodded reservedly at me—I was surprised at first, seeing his dead appearance, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes secretly—except for these referees—and the "referee" assistant"—two other students were also sitting on the side, Cho Chang from Ravenrauch, and a little girl with fair hair—that was Fleur Delacour's sister, and we seen before.Hermione and I looked at each other suspiciously again, and the old headmaster said:

"Come, sit here"

As he spoke, he pulled out his wand to create two stools next to Qiu Zhang, and Hermione and I had to sit on them first.

"Looking for you tonight" nodded at us: "There is something I want you to help with, yes, it's about the second project of our warriors!"

You nodded to the other referees next to you, and continued to say cheerfully:

"In the second project, our four warriors will go to the bottom of the black lake to find their 'favorite treasure'—"

Hermione exclaimed in a low voice, I held her arm, and Hermione covered her mouth.The old principal smiled at Hermione:

"And these 'babies', I think it's you!"

Qiu Zhang couldn't help but said:

"what?!"

The old principal explained:

"I hope that the four of you can assist us and assist the Warriors to complete this second project. Of course, you will not be in any danger. I and the other referees will guarantee this!"

Hermione and I looked at each other, never expecting this to happen, the old headmaster continued:

"In a moment I'll give you a potion that will put you in a deep sleep and stay safe underwater until the warriors bring you up. Now, does anyone have any doubts, Or, anyone who doesn’t want to participate can also say so—”

Now it was our turn to look at each other, I cleared my throat and asked:

"So, the 'baby' of the warriors can only be human? Can't we find something to replace it?"

Dumbledore laughed:

"This was decided after the deliberation of our five referees. Don't worry, you won't be in any danger. Of course, if you are determined not to intervene, we will ask other people to help! Now, have you considered it? , do you want to help-"

Hermione thought for a moment, poked me, and I asked:

"Professor Dumbledore, if we don't want to help, can we go back now?"

The old headmaster smiled and said:

"I'm afraid I can't. Since you already know about this, you can only stay here before the second project tomorrow afternoon. Sorry, for the sake of the secrecy of the second project, I can only wrong you."

How do we choose? !Hermione and I could only reluctantly agree.

Harry's Baby 2

Anyway, I can't go back until tomorrow afternoon, so Qiu Zhang and the little girl from France readily agreed.The old principal clapped his hands in satisfaction:

"Very well, since everyone agrees, I will trouble you to go to the medical wing tonight! After lunch tomorrow, Mrs. Penrad will drink the potion for you. If everything goes well, you will all be able to wake up in the afternoon. !"

Barty Crouch then stood up, expressionless on his rigid face, and said in a low voice:

"Now that it's over, Dumbledore, let's go back—"

Percy also stood up, and Crouch looked at Lude Bagham inquiringly, and Bagham laughed, and his loud voice was completely opposite to Crouch's:

"I'm not going back—that's the good thing about being a bachelor, isn't it, free—Albus, I wonder if I can stay at Hogwarts for a night?"

"With all pleasure—"

Crouch nodded at Bagham, and led Percy out first. Percy also nodded to me arrogantly like his "master", and then disappeared into the principal's office.

"Okay, children! I am sincerely grateful for your help. Now, let Ron take you to the medical wing. I believe Mrs. Penrad will arrange four beds for you. What I want to emphasize is that in the Warriors You can't leave the hospital wing until our second project - Mrs Penrad will help ensure that - Ron, can you?"

I came back to my senses:

"Of course!"

I was about to stand up when Hermione suddenly said:

"Wait a minute! Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I have one more question..."

The old principal said kindly:

"Of course! If you have any questions, just ask, and I will answer everything—"

While saying that, she squeezed her eyes, Hermione smiled:

"Professor Dumbledore, what I want to ask is... is there only one 'baby' for each warrior?"

"Of course, four warriors, four 'babies'—"

"Then—" Hermione looked at me, "Ron..."

The old headmaster smiled and said:

"Yes, he's Harry's 'baby' - I hope I'm not ambiguous."

I am surprised:

"Isn't it Hermione? Wait, who does Hermione belong to, no!" I felt my face contort: ​​"What is the definition of this 'baby'?!"

The old headmaster laughed even more happily:

"The so-called 'baby' is of course the most important person to me. Like Delacour