HP Disguise Magus

The next morning, Amy and Hermione went downstairs to eat in the auditorium early, "Where's Harry?" Only Ron was eating there, Hermione asked.

"Still sleeping," said Ron.

Hermione glared at him, picked up a stack of bread, "Amy, I'll wait for Harry in the common room."

"Go ahead and say hello," said Amy.Hermione hurried out of the Great Hall to find Harry.

"Hey, Ron. Can I sit here?" Amy asked.

"Of course," said Ron muffled.

Amy sat down next to Ron and scooped herself some scrambled eggs.

"Are you okay? You look sullen." Amy asked after taking a sip of milk.

"It's fine," said Ron, "no big deal."

"Surely you know what Hermione said is right, there's no way Harry would cause such trouble for himself," Amy said.

"Maybe, but I've had enough, let them deal with it, without me."

"I don't think so, Ron," said Amy softly. "You and Hermione are Harry's best friends. You are as important to Harry as Hermione."

Ron looked at Amy suspiciously.

"Imagine, without you, Harry would have to deal with Hermione's House-Elf Rights Association by himself, and Trelawney, the big liar." Amy said lightly, "And, I believe Harry I'd rather play wizard chess with you than spend all day studying in the library with Hermione, although I think studying is good. You know."

Ron's expression improved a little. "Indeed, I believe I share Harry's views on learning." Amy smiled.

"The three of you can't live without each other, Ron, isn't it the golden trio? Hermione has brought you both a lot of knowledge, and you have brought them a lot of happiness. Both are equally important, and maybe happiness is even more important." Ai Mi said seriously. "You know, Harry has no parents, the most important thing for him is your friendship."

"What you said may make sense, but it sounds like my mother is talking." Ron was a little guilty, blushing.

"Hey—" Amy was a little dumbfounded. "Harry must be very sad at this time. He will encounter many dangers soon. The person who put Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire may want Harry's life! And his best partner ignored him... ..."

"But he may also encounter some good things." Ron was depressed again, and he glanced at the Ravenclaw table, where there were several Beauxbaton girls, including Fleur Delacour.

"Oh," Amy couldn't help crying and laughing now, "Ron! The girl at Beauxbatons is so much taller than Harry, do you think Harry would like a girl so much older than himself? And I think Booth Barton's girls won't like Harry because of his so-called fame, he's still a 14-year-old boy."

Ron was really embarrassed now, "Amy, you are much sharper than my mother."

"I'll take this as a compliment," Amy said helplessly.

"Then what should I do? I yelled at Harry yesterday and still didn't believe him." Ron said a little cowardly.

"We can try to see if Harry forgives you." Amy said lightly, "Or do you need more time?"

"I think you're right, Amy," said Ron, with a little ketchup still hanging from the corner of his mouth. "Shall we go find Harry and Hermione together later?"

"No problem." Amy smiled. "Hermione told me she was going to write to Sirius with Harry, let's go to the owl shack and try."

Sure enough, Amy and Ron found Hermione and Harry in the owl shack.Ron's freckles were slightly red, his whole head seemed to be on fire, and he stammered an apology to Harry. When Harry first saw Ron, he looked at him suspiciously, but when Ron opened his mouth, he Immediately forgave Ron.

Hermione looked at Ron with relief, her eyes seemed to say, "You have finally grown up! Ron!" Ron said, "Don't look at me like that, Hermione, I feel like I have another mother." .again." Hermione stomped her feet angrily.Harry and Amy both laughed.

Harry's steps were much more brisk, but his reconciliation with Ron was affected again at the beginning of the next day's class.

Needless to say, Slytherin, no matter what the situation, they would only laugh at and provoke Harry.

The Hufflepuff students also became indifferent to Harry. They thought that Harry stole the limelight from Hufflepuff. Originally, Hufflepuff won few honors, and Cedric was one of the few who honored them. people.As a result, Harry stepped in and took away the unique title of Hogwarts Warrior.

Most of the students in Ravenclaw also thought that Harry had come up with some means to sign up. They were very disgusted with this kind of behavior of fighting for fame and fortune, so Harry was also criticized by Ravenclaw.

And there's no denying that Cedric does look more of a warrior than Harry.He was handsome, with his straight nose, black hair, and gray eyes.Between Cedric and Viktor Krum, it's hard to say who gets more praise these days.Wherever Cedric went, a crowd surrounded him.There are also many Hogwarts girls asking him for autographs.

"It's a good thing you believe me," Harry said with a frowning face, "otherwise I really wouldn't be able to make it through." Hermione and Ron and Amy looked at each other, and Ron patted Harry on the shoulder.

Amy hurried off to Potions class on Friday afternoon.Harry and Hermione Ron had already gone, and she forgot to take the potions textbook and ran back to the dormitory to get it.

"Hi, Amy," Cedric and his friends were followed by a group of girls, chattering towards Amy.

"Hi, Cedric, congratulations on becoming a Hogwarts warrior." Amy said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm going to be late for Potions class, I must hurry up..."

"Thank you," Cedric wanted to say something, but was rushed away by the crowd.

In the Potions classroom, Amy ran to the desks of Harry and Ron. The two looked like they had finished fighting, and Ron was still shaking with anger.

"Where's Hermione?" Amy asked inexplicably,

"Picked off by Snape," Harry said sullenly, "shot in the teeth by Malfoy's spell,"

Only then did Amy notice that all the students in Slytherin wore a big badge on their chests, which said "Support Cedric Diggory - the real warrior of Hogwarts", and Malfoy noticed Amy's Gaze, he smiled maliciously, pressed the badge, and the bright red words on it were erased, and then another line of words appeared, "Potter stinks—"

Amy waved her wand threateningly, and Malfoy turned to listen to Professor Snape's lecture.

Ron said gloomily beside Amy, "Snape also deducted fifty points from Gryffindor, and we each stayed in school for labor once. There is nothing about Slytherin at all."

Amy glanced at them sympathetically, she was also angry with Snape, now she didn't care about Snape at all, she basically ignored him, didn't even bother to stare at him, Snape's voice was next to him Response, "The antidote! You should prepare your own formula now. I ask you to boil it carefully, and then, we will choose one person to try..."

Without looking up, Amy could hear the malice in his tone.Just poison me, Amy thought angrily.

At this time, a junior elementary school student knocked on the door and entered the classroom, walked up to Snape's podium and told Harry to go upstairs.

What's up? ' asked Snape impatiently.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm taking Harry Potter upstairs." Snape looked down at him from his hooked nose, and the smile faded away. "Potter still has an hour's Potions class," Snape said coldly, "He'll go upstairs after class."

The little boy blushed. "Sir—sir, Mr. Bagman wants him to go," he said uneasily, "and all the brave ones, I think they're going to have their pictures..."

"Very well, very well," snapped Snape, "Potter, leave your things here, I want you to come back later and try your antidote."

"I'm sorry, sir—he has to take his things," he said in a nervous squeaky voice, "all the brave—"

"Very good!" said Snape, "Potter - take your schoolbag and get out of my sight!" Harry looked at Ron and Amy, who nodded at him, his schoolbag thrown over his shoulders. Come on, stand up, and walk towards the door.As he walked past the table where the Slytherins were sitting, the words Potter Stinking shone at him from all directions.

"Oh, Amy, I have a bad feeling," Ron looked at Snape's expression, "Snape won't poison me..."

"Let's see if he dares to come over," Amy glanced at Snape, who looked the other way.

Harry didn't join Ron and Amy until mealtime, when they were both almost finished.

"That Beauxbatons girl is indeed of Veela blood, Ron," Harry told Ron impatiently as soon as he sat down.

"Oh, oh," Ron said a little uncomfortable, "what are you doing upstairs?"

"Detecting the wand," Harry said curtly after a moment's hesitation, grabbing himself a large steak.

"Should we go and see Hermione? Why hasn't she come to dinner yet?" Amy asked.

"Madam Pomfrey should be taking care of her," said Ron, "we'll see."

After the meal, the three returned to the common room, and Harry received an owl. "Reply from Sirius," Harry unfolded the letter excitedly, his mood at this time was completely different from when he wrote the letter, "he said that there was something he wanted to tell me face to face, and asked if we would still go to Hogsmeade this year ’” Harry handed the letter to Ron.

"Good idea," said Amy, "November 11nd is Saturday, when we go to Hogsmeade for the first time this year,"

"Okay, then I'll write back and tell him," Harry pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote back to Sirius, "Dear Sirius...see you at the Three Broomsticks please," Harry wrote.