[hp] Pride and Prejudice

She pointed to the sky: "What is that?"

But within a few seconds, Ola put her hand down.

Because everyone is screaming.

Vasily's face turned pale with fright, and the painful cries and screams of these people mixed together, forming a scene that was unimaginable in a peaceful age.

Aura realized belatedly that this might be the sign of the mysterious person.

"Let's go," Vasily reacted first, "Get out of here quickly and go back to the tent."

His hand was very strong, and he pulled her back all at once, which was painful and terrifying.

When Ola endured his excessively cold temperature and evaded and walked back to the tent, a pair of big hands pulled apart forcefully.

Allen looked at Vasily coldly: "Thank you, please go back quickly."

Ola raised her head: "Brother..."

Allen held her hand: "Okay, don't send it off."

He could hardly hear anything.

Vasily had no choice but to nod to her as a sign of friendship.Just when Ola was about to say hello to him, Alan pulled him in. Alto was packing his luggage in a hurry, and the whole tent was flying around——

All of them are ready to escape from this place.

Like a crime.

"What's wrong?" Ola asked. "We didn't do anything wrong!"

"Of course not!" Artorio shouted in Russian.

Ola also shouted, "Then why are we packing away?"

"What are you doing?" He raised his eyebrows high, "That person is back. Last time, to let others know, I, the little devil who likes to study black magic, has nothing to do with him. I almost sat in Newmont Gad."

Alto waved his fist: "Fortunately, Karkaroff betrayed a large number of Death Eaters, and I wasn't among them!"

Ola could hardly take in so much information.

"Listen, my dear sister," Allen drew out his wand and cast a spell, "Now, you don't have anything to do with Death Eaters, members of the Order of the Phoenix and their children, and you are not allowed to have anything to do with Draco Malfoy!"

Ola didn't have time to ask what the Order of the Phoenix was.

She also hastily picked up her little suitcase.

Alto finished collecting the last things: "Okay, Alan, don't tell Ola about this now, we have already found you a perfect home."

Varisi Karkaroff.

"His personal conditions are good. Their family has some relationship with Death Eaters, but they betrayed that person again," he rambled, "I hope that person will not do anything to the traitor."

Ola was wronged: "But I'm not a tool!"

"Ola, this is only temporary." Alto persuaded, "I can't join the ranks of Death Eaters, but there must be inextricable relationships between us, and it's easy to get rid of. This is just a verbal engagement, we You will not be allowed to marry him. My sons and daughters, you must think of the aftermath of the war."

Boy, the war is about to start, and he was thinking about the aftermath.

Ola didn't have time to complain, and was directly held by the old Alto and his brother, and they were taken back to their hometown in Norway by the Portkey.

All night they listened to old Aalto discussing strategies.

It made all the house-elves in the manor very nervous.

The next day, Ola woke up from the big soft bed, the half-slanting sun shone on the newspaper, and the pure white milk was quiet and spotless.

"Damn it!" she yelled, "it was all the house-elves who caused the mess last night, what were we worrying about yesterday? Worrying about the house-elves running off and throwing socks in the master's face, and we're not allowed to order them to cook ?”

Death Eaters murdered and broke the law and became house-elf miners.

The panic last night was like a ridiculous joke.

Ola was about to be annoyed.

The point is, her father is still willing to marry her for this ridiculous messy accident.

At the dinner table, Ola angrily put this report at the forefront.

So that Aalto can see clearly.

But Aalto sat idly by.

"Ola," he swore, "it's all a lie. I work for the Ministry of Magic and I know it!"

She turned her head and snorted coldly: "This is the house elf, made by Mr. Crouch's elf Winky. She almost killed a few Muggles, caused chaos, and even put the Dark Mark on the sky."

It must be trying to recreate the history of the elf chaos in 1689.

"I've decided that I'll never eat house-elf food again."

Ola watched her pixie spark warily.

But soon, this protest was like a joke——"Mysterious Organization Breaks into the European Cup and Makes Trouble: Imitating the Mysterious Man"

In the next few days, the "Daily Prophet" was like an unscrupulous third-rate small newspaper, bouncing back and forth on the edge of yes and no.

She would rather read "Witch Weekly".

But Ola refused to eat, so she had to eat chocolate frogs three times a day, which made her always feel that her teeth were about to grow worms.

As the day approached to take the express back to school, Ola was almost looking forward to it.

When she ran into the car and was about to complain about her miserable holiday life with Pansy and Draco, her brother Alan held her hand tightly and pulled her into a box alone.

"What's the matter!" Aura frowned, "You don't really believe that the mysterious man is back, do you? He has been dead for 13 years, please don't consume a poor man who has been dead for more than ten years?"

Allen frowned: "Ola, you have to trust your brother and Alto, we won't lie to you."

Ola snorted.

After a while, she thought of something, and raised her head triumphantly: "Alan, is it true that in your heart, I am more important than your girlfriends? That's why you came to me in a hurry."

Allen nodded impatiently.

Ola was already flattered, she smiled and kicked her little leather shoes.

But in fact, Ola and her brother have nothing in common—two years apart, already a generation gap.

Ola played with her hair boredly, and slowly fell asleep.

In the end, she was sleeping soundly in the corner of the box, and it was Allen who woke her up.

Ola rubbed her face, lazily returned to school with her brother.

It was raining heavily outside.

She was used to the cloudy and cloudy weather in England, sitting comfortably on the long Slytherin table, chatting with her friends.

"Ola," Pansy sighed, "you've been so sleepy lately."

Draco snorted coldly: "I'm too busy, I've been talking to other men recently, it's normal to be too lazy to talk to us."

Pansy glared at him: "That's not true, Ola wrote to me."

"Oh, you're just a friend of Pansy's." He sarcastically.

Theodore sat in the middle and flipped through a book.

Ola was embarrassed. This was the only one she didn't consider a friend.

"No," she coaxed, "it's just my brother, you know that."

They chatted in every possible way, and Allen glanced helplessly, as if to say, why are you chatting again.

Ola was twirling her hair energetically, and she and Pansy were chatting about dresses.

Suddenly, a loud voice resounded in the auditorium——

"I also regret to inform you that there will be no House Quidditch tournament this year."

She almost screamed: "What!?"

Ola spent almost the summer practicing the technique.

Draco also seemed rather surprised.

Her eyes couldn't help but glanced at the long red table of Gryffindor, and the savior was chatting with his friends, and he couldn't hide his surprise.

Ola's heart was full of disappointment.

She turned her head again, "Draco, what should we do?"

"Merlin's underwear, that old lunatic!" He threw his top hat angrily.

At this time, Aurora stretched his neck to see that a terrifying-looking stranger walked to the front of the stage and whispered something to Dumbledore.Draco drank pumpkin juice, looking very frightened.

Dumbledore announced: "Allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Moody."

"The one who filled Azkaban by himself." Draco said very reticently.

Slytherins hardly applauded.

But few people at Hogwarts dared to applaud.

"As I said," he continued, "over the next few months we will have the great honor of hosting what has always been a fantastic event, one that has not been held in over a century. It is with great pleasure that I Tell everyone that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year.

When he finished speaking, the auditorium was filled with cheers from the students.

"Then there are warriors dancing this year, I must find a warrior," Pansy said excitedly, "Come on, boys."

Draco smiled smugly.

She looked at Draco, then giggled: "But, you're not coming to me, are you?"

They laughed tacitly.

Ola rested her face on her elbows and stared into the distance.

Draco glanced at her quickly, then glanced back.

"I know you all want to win the Triwizard Tournament trophy for Hogwarts," Dumbledore continued, "... However, only students aged 17 and above are allowed to sign up."

Suddenly, it was filled with the wailing of the students.

Ola came back to his senses, "Then neither my brother nor Draco can become warriors."

"That Potter's limelight has finally subsided for a while." He sarcastically said.

At this moment, the door was opened.

Brown Patton's students wore silk-like clothes and came in slowly. The one standing at the front had a head of silver hair and was eclipsed in beauty. At a glance, he could be seen as a Veela, even the headmaster who looked like a giant was eclipsed.

Ola saw that all the boys' eyes were almost fixed on it, and then the beauty sat at the Ravenclaw table.

She smiled coldly.

Not only from Slytherin's side, but also from Potter.

What a dead face control.

But Ola didn't expect that he quickly withdrew his gaze, and the two pairs of surprised eyes looked at each other in the air, and then moved back to other places in embarrassment.

"Ah!" Draco exclaimed excitedly, "Krum!"

A huge ship emerged, and many students dressed in black came down from it. At the front was Karkaroff whom Ola had seen, and the students behind him were all dressed in black, and the Quidditch star Krum also In it, they are all tough guys with big muscles and rough lines.

Karkaroff smiled at them.

Immediately afterwards, Aura's sight was filled by a black shadow.

He had tight lips, a beard, and was tall.

She said softly, "Vassily."

He tried to pull a nice smile on his stiff face.

Ora suspected that he might not have learned to smile until now.

"You guys are very familiar," Draco said coldly, "When did you meet?"

Aura opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Vasily turned his head away.

He suddenly became very forceful: "She and I are fiancée."

She nodded curtly.

The mysterious man must die quickly, before she gets married.

Press him down even if you don't die.

Draco's face turned sour that even sitting next to him couldn't help Krum.

"But we haven't had any engagement parties yet," she explained.

I don't plan to do it either.

"We can immediately..."

Allen said lightly: "My sister is still young!"

His aura is actually stronger, at least Vasily doesn't have the same aura as before.

Ola doesn't want to be involved in this.

She realized that she did not have the right to marry before the mysterious man died.

Although, most girls from pure-blood families are forced to marry another pure-blood.

For her, it's no different.

She was a little annoyed, and the sense of wanting to resist became stronger.

She said politely, "I'm full."

Ola didn't wait for her friends to persuade her, and ran directly back to the dormitory, where the green curtain enveloped her.

Fortunately, those from other schools didn't go to school with Hogwarts, Durmstrang was on the boat all day, and Ola just asked to sneak back early after class, otherwise, Vasily would catch her.

She is tired of people pestering her.