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"Maybe she learned this spell from somewhere else." Diggory turned to Riddle suddenly. "I think it's fun, so I'll try it by stealing the wizard's wand. There happens to be someone here who knows the spell, you know?" A spell, right?"

Professor McGonagall widened his eyes, pursed his lips, and shook his head slightly at Riddle.

"Of course I know." Riddle completely ignored McGonagall's hint and replied arrogantly.

Many wizards gasped.Mr. Weasley looked at Riddle in surprise, and then at McGonagall, whose face was pale.

"He's just a child, ignorant, and thinks it's funny to joke like this." Professor McGonagall walked out tremblingly, "He's not a Death Eater, Dumbledore will vouch for him."

"I don't need Dumbledore's guarantee." Riddle snorted contemptuously. "What? Are you going to arrest me? Lock me up in Azkaban? Hurry up, I wish for it!"

"Tom, don't forget you promised Dumbledore!" Professor McGonagall shook his head sadly.

"I didn't do anything, others want to arrest me, what can I do?" Riddle crossed his arms. "I haven't violated my agreement with Dumbledore at all."

"You," Crouch came up, pointing his wand at Riddle, "where did you learn this spell?"

"Me? Learned this spell?" Riddle acted as if Crouch was insulting him, "I invented this spell!"

The tension on the field seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and some wizards even laughed.A witch in a woolen dressing gown said with a smile, "Gee, it's not funny, boy, it's not funny at all."

"If you don't mind, I'll take my people back first, and they've explained what they know," said Mr. Weasley weakly. "Amos, can that wand..."

Diggory handed Harry his wand.

They all left without even stopping Riddle.Not long after, he heard Winky's shrill cry, "No! Master! No clothes! No clothes—"

"How could they do this to her!" Hermione looked very angry. "Mr. Diggory seems to believe that Winky is the one who conjured the Dark Mark, and keeps calling her a goblin. And Mr. Crouch, obviously Knowing that Shining is innocent, she has to be fired! What should she do?"

"Okay, can someone explain what that skeleton is? Why does everyone seem to be afraid of it?" Ron interrupted Hermione impatiently.

Both Professor McGonagall and Mr. Weasley glanced hesitantly at Riddle who seemed still angry. "That's the symbol of the mysterious man." Finally, Professor McGonagall explained with a trembling voice, "Only the Death Eaters know how to conjure the Dark Mark."

"Every time You-Know-Who and Death Eaters kill someone, they have to display the Dark Mark in the air." Mr. Weasley shuddered, "Ron, you are too young to know what it feels like... think I want to see you go home and see the Dark Mark hovering over the house, and you know what you'll see when you go in, that's what everyone fears the most..."

They were silent for a moment.

"You know the Death Eaters, don't you?" Harry asked Riddle suddenly, "When you asked who that person was, and reported their names one by one, you seemed to know who the Death Eaters were. .”

"Tom!" screamed Professor McGonagall. "Is that Death Eater trying to identify you?"

"It's unlikely." Riddle looked serious, "He probably doesn't know who I am, he's too young. I wanted to lure him into revealing his identity, so I mentioned some names that I thought might be Death Eaters , he didn't answer me."

Everyone else looked at Mag and Riddle strangely.

"Maybe he doesn't know either." Riddle thought. "Not all Death Eaters know each other. It's not safe. If one is caught, the others will be confessed."

"Shut up, Tom." Professor McGonagall said wearily. "I will tell the principal about this."

"So you really are a Death Eater?" Ron asked softly, in a tone of awe and curiosity.

"Me? A Death Eater?" Riddle's anger rose again. "Do I look like the kind of person who kneels on the ground and holds other people's robes and kisses them?"

"Pfft!" Harry chuckled, and the others laughed too.

They returned to their respective tents, and Professor McGonagall told them to sleep well before setting off. This night was quite a toss.

"I want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament." Lying on the bed, he whispered to Riddle.The other party couldn't sleep either. "No matter what conspiracy the main soul and the Death Eaters have, or what they want to do to the Triwizard Tournament, as long as Harry doesn't participate, their thoughts will be in vain."

"They'll always figure out a way to get Harry to compete."

"A school can only have one representative. The judge of the Triwizard Tournament is the principal of the school, isn't it? Let's explain the situation to Dumbledore. He won't let Harry fall into the trap easily. As long as we can replace Harry The conspiracy of the main soul has been found out."

"I don't think Dumbledore would keep Harry out of danger because he was worried about his personal safety. That's not the Dumbledore I know. He's a ruthless man who will do anything for justice."

"He still loves Harry very much." He was convinced of it.

"So what? Sending his loved ones to prison or to the underworld, isn't it rare for him to do such a thing? Never underestimate Dumbledore, as good as he is, he is as terrifying as he is."

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☆, Goblet of Fire 5

The prelude to the Triwizard Tournament kicked off on October 10.That night, the students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons arrived at Hogwarts, along with Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman, who also served as judges.Principal Dumbledore announced the competition rules. Only students who have reached the age of 30 can pass the age limit set by the principal, and put the note with their name on it into the Goblet of Fire, and the Goblet of Fire will choose the warrior who can best represent the participating schools.The list of warriors will be announced on the eve of Halloween, so they only have 17 hours to decide whether to participate. Once selected by the Goblet of Fire, they cannot withdraw.The competition has a total of three events and lasts for an entire school year.

"Age limit!" Fred's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Just a drop or two of aging potion can fool it? We can laugh when the name enters the Goblet of Fire, and it doesn't care who is 17 years old. who is under the age of 17."

"I don't think the age limit set by Professor Dumbledore will be so easy to break through." He shook his head, even Riddle was only 16 years old, and none of them could cross the age limit.On the contrary, if the person who is the main soul wants to put Harry's name in, it's as easy as pie.

"People under 17 can't win." Hermione looked at them both reproachfully. "We're not learning enough."

"That's about yourself." George waved his hand impatiently. "Harry, you'll be there too, won't you?"

Harry looked hesitant, no doubt attracted by the Triwizard Tournament, but he didn't want to disappoint Dumbledore.

The next day he and Riddle went to the auditorium for breakfast.

"I think I'm fine." Riddle said confidently, "I don't think I will be judged as a person by magic, there must be loopholes in Dumbledore's magic, and you can even let your snitch go in with a note in its mouth... … Even if I am counted as a person, I am old enough, don’t forget, I was born in 1927, and I am 67 years old this year.”

"Forgive me for only discovering that you are particularly vicissitudes today."

There was already a circle of people around the Goblet of Fire, some of them still had bread in their mouths.He walked to the age limit, pulled out a wisp with his wand, and began to analyze the spell language used by Dumbledore, the anti-ageing potion, of course, this is the easiest way to think of it, those who have used the aging potion will Being cast with an interesting shapeshifting spell...

"Did someone put their name in?" Ron walked over and asked the people around him.

"All representatives of Durmstrang. But I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts yet." A third-year girl replied.

"Maybe someone slipped the name in while we were sleeping," Harry surmised, "I would have done that, it would be a shame if the cup crumpled up your name and threw it out. "

"It's done." The twins and Lee Jordan came over with smiles. "One drop each, we only need to grow up for a few more months."

"I suggest you don't..." Before he could finish speaking, the twins walked into the circle.Then, there was a hissing sound, and the two of them were thrown to the stone floor in the distance at the same time, and it seemed that they fell hard.And with a loud pop, identical white beards sprouted from their chins.

The hall laughed, even George and Fred themselves.

"How? Are there any other restrictions?" Riddle had already written the note and stood beside the age limit.

"No more, I don't think you will be thrown out." He stood up, and suddenly everyone around stopped smiling, staring in the direction of the entrance of the auditorium.

Riddle turned to see Dumbledore standing there.

The headmaster was probably just attracted by the noise coming out of here, but after seeing Riddle's blatant appearance, the expression on the headmaster's face could hardly be called happy.Riddle provocatively raised the note in his hand, "I think there will be another space in the trophy showroom to commemorate me." After speaking, the other party walked into the age limit and threw the note in .

Nothing happened.The Goblet of Fire didn't crumpled up the note and threw it out as Harry said, and the age limit didn't respond at all.Everything seems to be taken for granted.

"Let's go." Riddle patted the ashes that didn't exist on his hands, and dragged him away.

Throughout the day, the students debated who would be the Hogwarts Champion. "Warrington of Slytherin got up early in the morning to put his name in," Dean told them. "It's the captain of the Quidditch team, the big guy."

"Everyone in Hufflepuff is talking about Digory, but I don't think that little creampie would risk his pretty face," Seamus said contemptuously.

On the Gryffindor side, only Angelina voted in her name.

"We can't make Slytherins warriors, can we?" Ron said, looking at Riddle uneasily out of the corner of his eye. "I mean, we all want to honor our house."

"I don't think there is any suspense in this matter." Riddle ended all the arguments with a haughty attitude. "I can't wait to see the look on Dumbledore's face."

After dinner, everyone fidgeted and stared at the Goblet of Fire.Tom was back in the white cat's body, flicking his tail anxiously.

Dumbledore extinguished the lights in the Great Hall, leaving only the blue-white light of the Goblet of Fire shining.Suddenly, the blue-white flames turned red, and a piece of charred parchment was spit out. "Hero of Durmstrang - Victor Krum!"

"I'm not surprised at all," Ron said loudly, trying to drown out the cheers and applause that swept through the auditorium.

"Warrior of Beauxbatons - Fleur Delacour!"

It's the half-breed Veela.He saw the girl get up from the Ravenclaw table, shake off her long silver hair, and walk into the small room next to the staff table.

"Heroes of Hogwarts." Dumbledore pulled out the third note from the tongue of fire, and his stern eyes fell on it.Tom narrowed his eyes and shook his beard. It was also difficult for him to guess what choice Dumbledore would make if Riddle's name was chosen by the Goblet of Fire. After all, it was completely against the rules.

"Ender Wiggin!"

He froze for a moment, there was no applause in the auditorium, only buzzing whispers.Ron looked at him in surprise, "So you asked that Slytherin student to help you put your name in, you should have told us earlier!"

"I knew I would ask Angelina to help me put my name in." Harry said enviously.

"Oh, Dumbledore must be angry." Hermione said dissatisfied.

He didn't answer, picked Tom up from the table, and walked to the small room next to the auditorium as Dumbledore asked.

"Who are you?" Fleur asked as soon as she saw him. "Where are the Hogwarts warriors? Are you here to ask us to change places?"

"I'm a Hogwarts champion," he said softly, and Tom meowed discontentedly in his arms.

"You? How old are you, kid?" Fu Rong asked arrogantly.

kid?He raised his eyebrows, even if he looked younger than his peers, he wouldn't be called a child, right?

Before he could answer, another person walked in in a daze, and it was Harry.

"What's going on here?" Fu Rong shook her hair impatiently. "Don't tell me you're a Hogwarts champion, too."

Harry opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"This is too bizarre!" Ludo Bagman walked in enthusiastically, pinching Harry's shoulders, "Let me introduce you, this is the fourth warrior of the Triwizard Tournament!"

More people came in, three headmasters, Barty Crouch, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.Professor McGonagall glared at him sternly as soon as he entered.

"In my impression, the statute does not mention that the host school can have two warriors." Karkaroff was the first to attack, "Also, Dumbledore, isn't your age limit able to exclude those who have not reached the age Out? If not, I can bring more people from the school."

Snape leaned over and whispered something in Karkaroff's ear.The headmaster Durmstrang with the goatee showed some apprehension, looked at him with complicated and incomprehensible eyes, and said reluctantly, "Well, I admit that Mr. Viking is a warrior who meets the requirements. But the two warriors..."

"But he's not!" He didn't expect that it was Harry who spoke, "He asked the senior students to vote in his name!"

"Dumbledore, what's going on?" Madam Maxime asked arrogantly, her chest heaved and she seemed very angry.

"Mr. Viking did not use any cheating methods, he is indeed eligible to participate." Dumbledore's eyes fell on Harry, "Harry, the senior student you mentioned does not exist, Hogwarts There is no such person."

Harry's eyes widened, "But..."

"For the specific situation, you can consult Viking later." Dumbledore interrupted Harry gently, "I am more concerned about whether you have put your name into the Goblet of Fire."

"No." Harry replied quickly.

"Did any senior student sign up for you?"

"nor."

"He must be lying!" Madam Maxime said excitedly, "Dumbledore, there must be something wrong with your line! Hogwarts has two students who are underage and have been chosen as warriors, and there may be more Underage students sign up!"

"That possibility is not ruled out." Professor Dumbledore replied politely.

"Dumbledore, you know that line is fine!" Professor McGonagall was indignant, "Ender was able to sign up because he was old enough! As for Harry, he said that he didn't ask senior students to sign up for him, we should believe him!"

They argued again, and finally Crouch silenced everyone. "According to the rules, anyone whose name is sprayed out of the Goblet of Fire must participate. We should abide by the rules."

No matter how much Karkaroff and Madame Maxime complained, they had to accept the process of continuing the game.Crouch explained the first project to them. "The first project is to test the courage of the warriors in the face of the unknown, so we are not going to tell you what it is. The first project will be held on November 11th, and the warriors will complete the project in front of classmates and judges. Done During the event, the only weapon the warrior is allowed to carry is his own magic wand, and he cannot ask for help from others. After the first event is over, the warrior will learn about the second event. Due to the long time of the game, The requirements are relatively high, and the warriors will not take the school year exam."

After the explanation, Mr. Crouch left.Ludo Bagman intends to stay and continue watching the game.The principals of the other two schools led their students out of the room.Professor Dumbledore also advised him and Harry to go back and rest.

"You cheated!" Harry was still angry as they walked back to the Gryffindor tower, "you let that Slytherin student put your name in in front of us, and Professor Dumbledore saw it It’s gone! I didn’t ask anyone to sign up for me, but they all grabbed me!”

He also didn't expect things to turn out like this. Dumbledore insisted on refusing to pronounce Tom Riddle's name, and instead asked him to compete instead of Riddle.What did Professor McGonagall mean when he said he was old enough? "I didn't ask Tom to write my name." He was a little helpless, knowing that Harry's anger came and went quickly. "Did you forget what he said in the hall? He wants to have his name written on the trophy."

The expression on Harry's face was blank for a moment, and his tone softened, "I remembered... Oh, that's right... Then why... Why does even Karkaroff think you can participate?"

"Karkaroff has nothing to lose by my participation. I am a fourth-year student, and he won't think that I am the strongest player at Hogwarts. Maybe he is still gloating. But you are different, You gave Hogwarts a double chance to win, he wasn't targeting you, he was targeting Hogwarts." He replied calmly.

"But I didn't..." Harry's tone was almost pleading, "I didn't sign up, you know."

"I know." He sighed, and Dumbledore's actions made him disagree. Is it so difficult to announce that Harry's participation is not in compliance with the rules at this time?Moody also said that one must have a skilled wizard to fool the Goblet of Fire. It was obvious that someone was going to assassinate Harry, but the headmaster didn't say anything.What was Dumbledore's plan?

"How likely do you think Moody is that someone wanted my life?"

He remembered that Riddle had said that the main soul would be resurrected with Harry's blood, so Harry would not be killed immediately, but what about after the resurrection? "I'm not sure, but I think it's a well-crafted conspiracy. Whoever put your name in the Goblet of Fire must have had no good intentions."

Harry seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but then he became anxious again, "Do you think it's possible——Voldemort?"

"Does your recent scar still hurt?" Seeing the other party shaking his head, he continued, "It cannot be ruled out that Voldemort is behind the scenes. He is indeed planning something, isn't he? Letting you participate may be just the first step, what will happen later? It's hard to tell."

Harry looked worried.

"However, I think that's still a long way off. The top priority is the match in three weeks' time. It's agreed in advance, and I won't show mercy." He felt that Harry should cheer up first.

"Me too." Harry laughed. "This is the first time we have become rivals. I have never seen you fully display your strength. I look forward to your wonderful performance that day."

They came to the portrait of the Fat Lady and walked over together.

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☆, Goblet of Fire 6

Once back in the Gryffindor common room, the noise of celebration almost caught them off guard.

"Two warriors! Both are in our Gryffindor." Angelina rushed in front of them enthusiastically, "Good job!"

"Ender, I knew you could break through that damn line!" Fred gave him a thumbs up. "Harry, you should also tell us that you signed up!"

"How did you do it, Harry?" George asked too. "I'm not surprised that fellow Ender can do it."

"I didn't! I didn't know—" Harry argued, trying to get away from the crowd that surrounded them.But people are like this, the more Harry struggles, the more the classmates lean over there, wanting Harry to have a cup of butter beer to celebrate with them, Lee Jordan also found a Gryffindor flag for Harry put on.He got out of the crowd easily, however, and fed Tom some biscuits—the fellow was bearded and languid.

"You should know that the principal will not allow you to participate." He stroked the cat's fur.

Tom poked at the diary in his arms.

He opened the diary and put it on the table. / I wrote both of our names, on the same note.The glory should belong to both of us. /

He immediately understood why Dumbledore and McGonagall's attitude was like that.The Goblet of Fire must have counted Riddle and him as one person, because they share a life, one life, two souls, one of which has reached the standard age, and the strength of this life is recognized by the Goblet of Fire, so he is sure It is true that there is no cheating, it is just a loophole in the rules.

"In the end, they will write your name on the trophy." He couldn't help laughing, "After all, the judgment of the Goblet of Fire should prevail."

Tom was sprawled on the table, obviously not happy at all.

"I'm going to bed!" Harry over there finally yelled unbearably, got rid of the crowd, and went back to the dormitory.He quickly picked up Tom, without Harry to help him attract the fire, the others would soon be entangled with him.

When he arrived at the dormitory, he realized that Harry and Ron seemed to be having a very unpleasant fight. "Oh, another warrior in this dormitory." Ron said angrily.

He shrugged. "If George and Fred were a few months older, they wouldn't mind putting your name in for you."

This kind of statement made Ron feel better, "They won't, if the Goblet of Fire chooses me, they will have no place to cry." Ron lay down, "Anyway, congratulations."

"The game has just begun, and we are still far away from victory." He put the cat on the bed, "Thinking that my opponent is a character like Victor Krum... Ron, if you prefer your idol instead of Don't help me, be careful I won't give you Christmas presents this year."

"No way!" Ron said immediately, "There must be no less gifts! Don't worry, I will definitely help you win the competition, but you can't stop me from cheering for Krum, he must be great!"

He smiled and said nothing.Ron shouldn't be mad at him anymore.

Woke up the next morning, the cold war between Harry and Ron was still going on.

"Do I have to admit, like you, something I didn't do to get him back?" Harry glared angrily at Ron's empty bed.

"I didn't admit anything." He pointed it out sanely. "I just didn't stop other people from finding reasons to celebrate."

"But you didn't deny it either. In fact, you were acquiescing, pretending that you really cheated." Harry still didn't grasp the point of the matter.

He looked at each other, and suddenly felt that Harry was not the same as before, not really a change, but more like a repressed nature revealed. "I'm just acknowledging the fact that neither of us should have been drafted as Warriors in the first place. No matter what caused the situation, everyone else has reason to think it's unfair. You say you didn't cheat, you just It will aggravate their imbalance. If you cheated and succeeded, you still have the ability to be selected without cheating, so why don’t other people who didn’t cheat have such luck?”

"Luck? You call that luck?" Harry looked furious. "Yesterday you said it was a conspiracy!"

"I know it's a conspiracy because I have more information than anyone else," he said calmly. "You have to convince other people that it's a conspiracy, first of all, by convincing them that you can see what Voldemort is doing in your dreams, and that you saw Voldemort plotting against you, during the Triwizard Tournament. In fact, still There's a lot of speculation on our part, and it proves nothing. But for other people, they don't know that, they just know that you've won the glory they only dreamed of."

"What kind of honor is this!" Harry said angrily, "And it's not what I asked for!"

He stopped talking. Not everyone is willing to put themselves in another place. Some things are said for nothing.

When he came to the auditorium for breakfast, the Gryffindor students cheered again. In contrast, the attitudes of the students in other colleges were much more complicated. "Ignore them." Seamus snorted contemptuously. "The Hufflepuffs still think you usurped Diggory's honor."

"It makes sense for them to think so. If it weren't for me, Cedric would have been the most likely to be chosen as a warrior. I heard that he studies well and is a prefect." He served himself a large plate of scrambled eggs, And baked beans with tomatoes. For some reason, he has a particularly good appetite today.

"But the Goblet of Fire thinks you're better." Neville said excitedly, "Show them something, we all know you're the best."

"That's right, Digory can't keep up with you," Ron said loudly, drawing glaring looks from a group of Hufflepuff students.

By Monday, Hogwarts students had recovered from the initial shock and confusion.The Hufflepuff students were still not very happy with him and Harry. In herbal medicine class, he and Neville were the first group to complete the task. Neville's triumphant gesture made them even more unhappy.To his surprise, the Slytherin students supported him. They booed Harry, but congratulated him sincerely.It is said that the news that a Slytherin student helped him sign up spread like wildfire among the students. The Slytherins became angry at first, thinking that there was a traitor among them, and they turned to support after a thorough investigation failed.The Ravenclaw students supported him too, and according to Ginny, they always had to support a champion, and he seemed more qualified to be a champion than Harry.

He no longer hides his strength, and in all classes, he completes the professor's requirements as quickly as possible.Hermione didn't attack him like she did in the third year, perhaps because Hermione cared more about Harry, who was in a bad state.In Charms class, Harry and Neville were the only students who couldn't master the Flying Charm, and he could see that if Harry's mind was filled with all kinds of troubles, it would only get harder and harder in terms of homework.

On Friday, Malfoy began to distribute badges to people in various houses, with words supporting him, and of course it could also be changed into words against Harry, which obviously made Harry even more angry.

"You're on good terms with those Slytherins," Harry said grimly as they were on their way to the wand testing.

"Since you have made them feel unfair, you have to show your extraordinary strength to prove that you are worthy of this unfairness." He is used to such situations. He has been treated specially by adults since he was a child. He has experienced the isolation, malicious provocation and targeting of his classmates, and he has come over. "Complaining is useless, only strength can convince people."

"It's easy for you to say." Harry's tone was full of resentment.

Before testing the wand, Harry was taken in for an interview by a female reporter named Rita Skeeter.He had seen the name of this reporter many times in the Daily Prophet. His style of writing was exaggerated, and there was no shortage of incendiary statements. He could only make Harry wish for luck.

The expert who was invited to test the wand was Ollivander. This nervous-looking old man first checked Fleur's and Krum's wands, and then his. "Ah, this is my product. Acacia wood, dragon's heartstrings, twelve and a half inches, quite soft," Ollivander slightly twisted his wand, "easy to bend. You seem to still maintain its fineness and Subtlety, that's unusual for a wizard with two wands. Generally speaking I don't recommend that a wizard hold multiple wands at the same time, because the wands will repel each other... let me see your other A wand."

He handed over his elder wand.

"This is a wand made by my ancestors." Ollivander examined it with a professional eye. "Elderberry, dragon's heartstring, thirteen and a half inches long. The wood from which this wand is made is very rare. The elder tree The finest parts of wood would make two wands in all, and my ancestor thought it should be matched with the most incomparable inner core, so he took the dragon's heartstring. His apprentice thought that the inner core should be chosen the closest to the nature of the wood. Therefore, I chose the tail hair of thestral. Later, that wand was bought by Antioch Peverell, which is the legendary Elder Wand. From my personal point of view, no matter what combination is It should be matched with the most suitable person, so that the wand can exert its full power. It seems that you have wronged your wand a lot."

He kept silent.Ollivander created a silvery stream of light with his wand and returned both wands to him.

After testing Harry's wand, the warrior posed for a photo with the referees before Dumbledore sent them to the Great Hall for dinner, but it was Ollivander who stopped him.

"Although it is inappropriate to propose such an invitation to a promising young man like you, I noticed that you seem to have no intention of going deeper and further in the field of magic?" Ollivander stared at him with silvery white eyes. "Then maybe you could consider working in my shop after graduation, I'm sure you'd be very talented at making wands."

He felt a little surprised, a talent for making wands?Why does Ollivander think so?

"Oh, don't rush to answer, you can wait until the fifth grade to think about the work." The other party blinked at him, "A lot of big things may happen in the future, and you may change your mind, but you can always take it as a option, if... if I were still in the UK at the time."

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☆, Goblet of Fire 7

Within days, Rita Skeeter's article appeared in the Daily Prophet.He had already subscribed to the Daily Prophet for a whole year, so Ron saw Rita's article immediately.

"It doesn't mention your name at all!" Ron angrily defended him, "This woman even misspelled Krum's name!"

"It's fine for me." He randomly picked out a page and glanced at it, which was full of sensational descriptions that made the skin crawl.

"Ender, you can't always be so humble. You are the true warrior of Hogwarts. Unlike some people, who have somehow cheated the Goblet of Fire, and are busy looking for every opportunity to show off." Luo Ern said it loudly on purpose so that Harry, who was passing by them, could hear him. "The top student in the school? This top student needs a cat to help with his homework!"

Tom meowed disapprovingly.

"Honestly," he held his forehead helplessly, "your attitude won't help you reconcile with Harry, Ron."

"I'd love to be his friend." Ron said proudly, and passed the newspaper to Neville, who was watching helplessly. "As long as he doesn't lie to his friends, don't take advantage of his worst posture, I can tolerate his other shortcomings."

He sighed, not knowing what to say.

In fact, Ron clearly cared more about Harry than he did.Whenever Harry wasn't around, Ron would talk to him about the first project, guessing what the judges would test the bravery of. "Maybe they will give you a Boggart. We didn't see the wonderful duel between you and the Boggart last year... What do you think Harry's Boggart will become? Mysterious Man? It will scare people to death."

"I don't like boggarts." He was actually tired of Ron's endless speculation, but he knew,