[HP]Helen Pan

Although the relationship with Ron has become a little stiff, life is still going on in an orderly manner day by day.If Hermione didn't go to the library and fight for her SPEW (Society for the Advancement of House Elf Rights), she would spend most of the time with me, and Harry didn't want to alienate me like Ron .

Speaking of the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association, I have to mention Hermione's dedication to the movement to free the house-elves.

Even though I also bought a badge for two Sickles and accepted the position of promotion officer for the association, I still don't think it's that easy.

You know, I tried to be nice to my grandfather's Lulu, but it was so sensitive that I wanted to abandon it, it almost made it think that it had lost the value of living.I think Hermione is trying to change the deeply rooted worldview and values ​​of the house elves.

Aside from the classes getting more obscure every day, I had an easy life.

But the days at Hogwarts are always so unexpected. When you start to feel that the days are slowly getting dull, there is always something that reminds you - you are staying in a magic school.

With the arrival of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang delegations, the Goblet of Fire, which we have been looking forward to for nearly two months, finally kicked off.At first everything was in order, and the Goblet of Fire selected three warriors from three schools, Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons, Victor Krum from Durmstrang and Ho Cedric Diggory of Gwartz.The rest of the dinner party that day should have been carnival, but the fourth name spit out of the Goblet of Fire made the audience freeze.

The historic Triwizard Tournament actually has a fourth warrior, and this warrior is Harry Potter.

I clearly remember that when Dumbledore called Harry's name, Harry's face was full of shock, panic and bewilderment.After a short period of sluggishness, I sensitively thought that this might be a conspiracy, and it was impossible for Harry to cross the age limit drawn by Dumbledore.Someone must have signed him up, but what was the purpose of putting Harry in such a dangerous competition?

Who is going to harm Harry?

Harry walked towards the door belonging to the warriors helplessly. Unlike the shock and jealousy on everyone's faces, Ron's face was surprised at first, then jealous and angry, but the complicated expression finally turned into a mixed look of disappointment. and lonely.

It was a look rarely seen on the face of the boy who had been smiling heartlessly.

"Well, even Ron and Harry have started to distance themselves recently." Hermione fell on the bed with the book in her arms, and there was some complaint in her tone, "He thinks Harry tricked him into signing up secretly."

"Just like everyone else thinks." I feebly agreed, waving Anthony off the bed and crouching Crookshanks on my knees and slowly combing his shaggy hair.

"Yeah... like everyone else thinks." Hermione lay on her back and rolled her eyes, "I don't know what Ron thinks! He wants me to pass the message when he talks to Harry now, making me like a megaphone !" Hermione patted the bed and sat up straight, her brown eyes were as bright as the stars outside the window.

Ginny raised her head from the book, she blushed slightly, and asked cautiously, "Um...is Harry alright?"

I rolled my eyes at her, "You should know, he's been excluded a lot recently."

"It's too bad for Ron." Ginny lowered her head and whispered again.

I used my wand to clean up the cats' hairs on the bed, "A boy's puberty is always awkward and full of possibilities, my mother said." I shrugged my shoulders to meet Hermione's gaze, "Huh Leigh has already told Sirius about this matter, so let’s take it one step at a time! At least I think Harry is born lucky, maybe the one who lifts the Triwizard Cup in the end is our Harry!” I will Anthony And Crookshanks put back their sleeping basket, "By the way, now Ron is having troubles alone, and you always stay with me, so it seems that Ron is isolated, I will go to him tomorrow Negotiate."

I rummaged through the snacks in the cabinet, then turned to Ginny and asked, "I remember Ron likes peach-flavored fruit candy?" Give one to Ginny and Hermione, and then plan to pick out Ron's favorite flavor.

"That would be great, you'd better tell Ron about Harry's innocence." Hermione put the book on her lap, opened the first page and read, "Harry's unlucky, this is obviously a conspiracy , Dumbledore shouldn't have let Harry take this risk!" As she spoke, she turned the pages of the book angrily, and a pink envelope quietly fell out.

"Love letter?" Seeing Hermione frantically put the envelope back into the book, I climbed onto her bed and asked with a teasing smile.After seeing the blush that suddenly climbed up Hermione's cheeks, I was even more sure of my guess, I nudged Hermione with my elbow, and asked carefully, "Come on, tell me who is so discerning Athena from our Gryffindor?"

"Don't be so talkative." Hermione knocked me over on the bed with her shoulders, and when I was rolling on the bed and was about to make fun of her again, she suddenly said seriously, "You know what? Cho Chang in Ravenclaw is very sweet. I think he's a little bit fond of her."

Qiu Zhang, I immediately thought of the delicate oriental face I saw on the Hogwarts Express that day, and her soft-spoken, gentle and pleasant temperament.

"That's good!" I said without thinking, and then slowly frowned.

If I remember correctly, Cedric said in a letter to me during the summer vacation that he liked an oriental girl from Ravenclaw and was looking for an appropriate opportunity to confess his love.

Harry and Cedric as rivals?

This is a bit tricky.

"Cho Zhang?" Ginny asked in surprise, she pursed her lips and slowly frowned, looking troubled.

Hermione turned the pages of the book, I lay on my bed and Ginny fell silent tacitly. The three people in the room seemed to be in some kind of confusion at the same time.

In fact, it wasn't just Ron. Almost all the students in the school believed that Harry used some shady method to get the right to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.The backlash against Harry was at an all-time high.There's even a badge that turns around after the students - in support of Cedric Diggory - a true warrior at Hogwarts, just click the badge again and insulting words about Harry appear.

In such an atmosphere, Harry's life was actually very difficult. He even said that without the trust of Hermione and I, Sirius' letters every day, and Hagrid's concern, he might go crazy.

The new day was just as bad for Harry.Badges of support for Cedric were circulated overnight in Slytherin, almost everyone had one, and Draco even defiantly asked me through the parchment if I wanted one too.I was angry for Harry and wrote back, 'Whether the real Hogwarts warrior is Harry or not, that person is definitely not you anyway'.

From what I know of Draco's narrow-mindedness, he must once again think that Harry has upstaged him and is looking for an opportunity to embarrass Harry with a nasty stomach.And this opportunity was due to the Potions class this afternoon, probably because the Potions class and the Slytherin common room were both in the basement, and this group of guys always regarded this classroom as their own territory.

Looking at the shiny badge on Draco's chest that was blocking the intersection, I curled my lips with some headache, "Can't you be more peaceful?"

"None of your business." Draco rolled his eyes at me, his light blonde hair glaring in the dimly lit corridor.His eyes became sharp for a moment, and he stared at me in warning, but after a while he grinned again, "Why, isn't it very honorable to hang out with the fourth warrior?" He used his usual sarcasm tone of voice.

"Actually, it's really quite face-saving." I kind of understand Draco's temper, as long as I go along with him, I can always stop him from saying anything.

Harry came up from behind suddenly, he pulled me away, and asked Draco provocatively, "Malfoy, what trouble are you here again? Please let us go to class."

"No way." Draco smiled contemptuously, he glanced back, and a few big Slytherins spontaneously blocked the road.The badges on their chests changed at this moment - the words Potter stinks.Several Slytherin girls, headed by Miss Pansy Parkinson, leaned lazily against the wall, looking like they were watching a show.

Draco whistled triumphantly, "This is something we custom-made for you, how about it? You think it's not bad?"

Harry was standing opposite Draco, his lips were tightly pursed and straight, his teeth clenched so tightly that the muscles on his cheeks began to twitch slightly.Harry's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and his pale face slowly flushed with embarrassment.I just thought something was going to happen, and sure enough, Harry quickly drew his wand.And Draco became excited because of Harry's move, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger, as if he had been waiting for Harry's move for a long time.He raised his eyebrows excitedly and pulled out his wand, even with a touch of grace.

Hermione and I exchanged a look, trying to organize the opposing sides.But everything happened too fast, and in a blink of an eye, two dazzling lights flew out from the tops of the two people's wands, hit each other, and then refracted.

Seeing the magic beam flying towards me, I let out a low cry and instinctively leaned back to avoid it, and immediately after reaching out my hand came Goyer's scream.I wanted to look back with lingering fear, but Draco squeezed my hand and pulled me forcefully to his side, looked at me from head to toe with critical eyes, and then hummed softly and turned his head away.

"Hermione!" Harry supported Hermione who fell to the ground, his voice sounded a little flustered.

I just found out that Hermione didn't have my luck, she was hit by Draco's magic.Ron and I hurried to them to try to understand Hermione's situation. Ron pulled away Hermione's hand covering her mouth, and saw her two front teeth, which were already a bit big, were now visible to the naked eye. The speed grows longer.

"Oh my god..." Ron squatted beside me, he looked at Hermione's teeth in a daze, "What, what should I do?"

"Excuse me, thank you." Michael's voice suddenly came from the crowd, and he and a few Ravenclaw students struggled to squeeze in from behind the crowd.If I remember correctly, his class should be History of Magic.

"What's going on here?" Michael asked, glancing at Hermione before frowning at me.

"Some trouble..." I threw my hands at Michael, and then at Harry, "I think we'll have to take Hermione to the hospital wing."

"Can you go to the classroom first?" Michael greeted the fellow students, then squatted down, took out a thick cowhide notebook from his schoolbag, and flipped through it quickly.Michael scratched his head while muttering, "I remember I made emergency notes, aha! Found it!"

"Hee hee, isn't this Mr. Know-it-all from Ravenclaw?" someone in Slytherin said in a sarcastic tone, and the people around him immediately laughed.

To sum it up, 'knowledge' is an ironic nickname, which seems to have come from Professor Snape, if I remember correctly.

"Mr. 'Knowledge' and Ms. 'Knowledge' are a good match." A girl echoed.

Michael didn't mind the man's words. He asked me to hold up the notebook, and waved the wand at Hermione while muttering words in his mouth. After a while, a miracle happened, and the growth of Hermione's front teeth gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely. Lived and began to shrink slowly.

Michael squatted on the ground and saluted the person in the crowd happily. He swiftly stuffed the notebook back into his schoolbag with a warm smile on his face. It’s just a little bit more. I’m ashamed to be known as a know-it-all.”

Then, he looked at the Slytherin lady, "Please allow me to be honest, with your appearance piled up with Galleon and vanity, I think Miss Granger is even more beautiful and delicate. For your compliment , I am truly honored.”

"Good job!" I lowered my voice and elbowed him.

"That's right~" Michael whistled triumphantly, and then he patted me on the back, "I'm going to class, who of you will send Miss Granger to the medical wing? Gotta show Madam Pomfrey."

"I...I'll take her there!" Harry quickly helped Hermione up, when Professor Snape had already walked out of the classroom.

He glanced coldly at Goyle's red nose covered with boils, and then asked softly, "What happened? If I remember correctly, it's been 2 minutes since class, what are you still doing in the hallway?" Then Professor Snape squinted his eyes and looked at the backs of Harry and Hermione, "What are those two going to do?"

"Hermione was under Draco's spell, Harry sent her to the hospital wing." I said quickly.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Snape raised his voice and looked at Draco, "You used magic in the hallway against school rules?"

"Of course not, Professor." Draco immediately distanced himself from it.

"Then Gryffindor students who are absent from class will each have five points deducted." As he spoke, Professor Snape turned around, his black robe rustling with his footsteps.

Ron stared at Professor Snape's back, he should be very angry.I tugged at his sleeve, and then whispered, "He's always like this, let's go to class honestly..."

Ron probably didn't expect my actions. He glanced at me in a panic, and then hurriedly followed everyone into the classroom.I stood still and sighed, then followed slowly.