[HP] Aunt of the Savior

The process of obtaining the golden egg went more smoothly than Harry had imagined.He even prepared several spells against dragons, but none of them worked.The only thing that the Chinese fireball dragon had done to him was that he still felt a little hot on top of his head, like a fire that had been roasting by the fireplace for too long.

With the golden egg tucked under one arm and his Firebolt clutched in the other, Harry made his way towards the entrance to the grounds.Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody, and Hagrid were all waiting for him there.They all had nervous and excited smiles on their faces.

"It's really wonderful." Professor McGonagall looked Harry up and down, his voice was still a little trembling, "Are you injured? Do you want to check with Madam Pomfrey first?"

"Nice job!" Moody said loudly, his magic eyes twirling wildly in their sockets, with a smile on his scarred face.

"Oh, thanks, Professor, I'm not hurt, don't need to look for..." Harry's voice stopped suddenly when Hagrid stepped aside with a silly smile, causing the children behind him to suddenly appear in front of Harry.

"Mr. Potter, remember to go back to the tent just now after you read your score. Mr. Ludo Bagman still has something to say about the next project." Professor McGonagall showed amazing and In a rare forbearance, she didn't even scold the students of her house for sneaking down from the stands and pretending she didn't see Ron, Neville and Hermione at all.

The professors and Hagrid had left, leaving only Harry's friends chatting with him while waiting for the judges to score.

"Harry! Thank goodness!" It was already winter, but Neville was still sweating profusely from over-stress and worry. "Thank God, I thought you were going to be burned by that ball of fire at the time, it was really scary."

As he spoke, he looked nervously over Harry's head.The top tips of Harry's head were a little burnt at the ends.

"I'm glad you're okay." Hermione seemed to be hurt more than Harry. There were clear scratch marks on her face, and one could imagine how she scratched her own face when she was nervous.

But Ron, who ran down the stands first, remained silent, without saying a word.Harry had never seen Ron look so pale. It seemed that even the freckles on his face had faded. He looked Harry from head to toe, as if to make sure that Harry was real and that he was all right. Standing in front of him without incident.

"Fantastic." Ron's voice was tight and stiff. "I mean, you did a great job."

"Uh, thanks." Harry replied instinctively, curling up the corners of his mouth, but immediately pursed his lips again - he remembered that he should still be angry with Ron.

"I'm glad you're okay... No matter who throws your name into the Goblet of Fire, no matter who tries to use this match to kill you, they will definitely not succeed." Ron grabbed his robe with some anxiety, He was still a little uncomfortable, but his tone was very sincere. "You're the best, Harry."

Ron didn't want to meet Harry's eyes, don't start looking at the ground, ashamed of what he thought.When he'd just seen Harry take risks, he couldn't believe that he hadn't wanted to talk to Harry for weeks out of ugly jealousy.It dawned on him that if anyone had put in as much effort and taken as much risk as Harry, he would have deserved any fame, any limelight. "I……"

"Hey, buddy." Harry realized that Ron wanted to apologize, but he suddenly felt that he didn't need this right now.He no longer tensed his face, showing a big smile, and at the same time reached out and hammered Ron's shoulder, "Although I did lie to you once, I won't do it again, if you don't believe me next time —" He moved closer to Ron's ear "I'm going to kick your ass hard."

Ron looked at Harry in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to forgive himself so easily, but then he smiled awkwardly.

Hermione, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at them but couldn't help crying, and rushed up to give them a hug, with such force that Ron and Harry bumped their heads together: "You two idiots .”

After saying this, she ran away crying.

Neville looked at Hermione who ran away in puzzlement, and showed a naive smile. "Isn't it pretty good now?"

Harry felt that, compared to before the first match, he was now as relaxed as if he could float.He successfully passed a fire dragon and got the golden egg; as the youngest player, he scored the highest score of all... But it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that he and Ron reconciled, and The competition for the next event will not be held until February, and he still has plenty of time to prepare.

The only problem is that the golden egg that's the clue to the next project squeals as soon as it's opened.But compared to the annoyance Ron had been having with him the other day, Harry didn't think this question was a problem, especially when Ron was worrying for him whether such a terrible cry might be particularly dangerous.

As time entered December, the weather at Hogwarts was getting colder and colder, and it was undoubtedly a pain to take protection of magical creatures outdoors in winter.Fortunately, Lupine is a very careful professor. He arranged the teaching plan in advance, and arranged all the courses that can be taught in the classroom in this season, minimizing the time everyone spends outdoors, which made the students breathe a sigh of relief.

"How's the golden egg research going?" After class, Lupine left Harry behind and asked about the golden egg.

The last time Harry asked Lupine for help when he was facing a dragon, Lupine recommended the Eye Sickness Curse, but Harry felt that this spell was more suitable for protecting himself rather than taking the golden egg, so he finally chose Professor Moody to hint him. The Flying Curse summoned the Firebolt.Facts proved that he was right, Krum used the Eye Sickness Curse, but the dragon trampled half of the real egg because of the pain, and that's why he was ranked behind Harry in scoring.

"I don't know what it means yet." Harry said with some annoyance. "The golden egg will only make an unbearable scream when it is opened. I really don't want to ruin my ears again."

Lupine couldn't help laughing, and he winked at Harry. "I can fully imagine how terrifying that sound is, but maybe this is just a clue - I know that the language of some creatures sounds like a horrible scream to humans, you can check it out."

"Thank you, sir." Harry's eyes lit up, it never occurred to him that that horrible cry might be a language. "I'll look for it."

They walked out of the classroom together and headed downstairs to the auditorium.

"By the way," Lupine noticed the eager eyes of the female students passing by looking at Harry, and there was a smile in Lupine's eyes, "Harry, have you chosen your partner yet?"

"Dance partner?" Harry felt his face heat up.Recently, the topic of the students has indeed shifted from the Triwizard Tournament to the Yule Ball.

"Dancing partner at the Christmas ball, I think you must know this convention." A look of nostalgia appeared on Lupine's face, "Your father and mother were the dancing partners at the Christmas ball..."

He turned his head and happened to see Harry's hesitant expression, and couldn't help laughing. "Oh, if it's them you're asking... yes, they are too."

After Lupine said this, he looked at Harry with a gentle smile and his face turned red obviously.Harry sometimes seemed too steady, which made him want to take this opportunity to tease him a little bit.Even the benign-looking werewolves used to be one of the mischievous hijackers after all.

Harry did blush, and felt his heart beat faster.Mom and Dad, Aunt Jody and Professor Snape, they've all been dancers at the Yule Ball.There is no doubt that this dance partner seems to have some special meaning, so who should he choose as his dance partner?This doesn't seem to be too difficult a question to guess... Harry's eyes unconsciously fell on a familiar figure who just happened to walk into the hall.

Luna Lovegood held the textbook in one arm, and waved the other hand strangely in front of her eyes.She still pinned her wand behind her ears as usual as Harry saw her, and her beloved airship plum was still hanging on her white earlobe. She always looked like she was sleepwalking.Luna didn't see Harry, but judging by Luna's normal way of thinking, Harry suspected that her current actions might be driving away the disturbing horsefly in front of him.

"Look at that crazy girl..." A group of girls gathered together and laughed at Luna.

Harry was sure that Luna must have heard these discussions, but Luna was completely unmoved, as if she hadn't heard, and walked through the crowd into the auditorium alone.This made Harry feel a little sympathy and admiration for Luna. He felt that Luna had completely done what Professor Snape once emphasized to him, and she didn't care about the comments and evaluations of other people around her. .

"Oh, Professor Lupine, good afternoon, Harry."

Harry was too engrossed to notice that Professor Bubbaji had walked up to him and Lupine.

"Good afternoon, Professor Bubaji." Lupine's smile was much more natural than in the first few days of school.When he first heard the news, he always tried to avoid meeting Bubbaji or Snape, lest his eyes or expression look too unnatural in front of them.Even though he has learned from the Marauder's Map that the other party is Jody Potter, it is still difficult for him to connect the professor Bubaji in front of him with the previous Jody, especially Snape's indifference towards Bubaji His attitude made him admire the acting skills of the Slytherins even more.

Harry blushed even more when he realized Professor Bubbaji was looking at him, and he ran away without even saying hello. "I'm going to eat now."

Lupine and Bubaji looked at each other, and rarely showed a tacit smile.

Since that day, Harry has been troubled by the Yule Ball.He has never learned to dance, and the dance partner he wants to invite is obviously a rather special object.Originally, he had hoped that he could hide unnoticed, but Professor McGonagall mercilessly crushed Harry's delusion of not being noticed.

"This year, the Triwizard Tournament was held. According to the usual practice, the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament will be responsible for starting the dance at the ball."

Harry suddenly felt that he would rather go through the dragon again.