[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Jane looked at the closed door, knowing that even if she broke her throat by shouting here, Snape would not open the door again.But although Snape made it sound like he was really going to torture her, he actually put her wand in her hand.Jane untied the spell for herself, and the black ropes that originally bound her hands and legs fell to the ground.She got up from the ground and kicked the door of Snape's office as if venting - she just couldn't help but want to unbutton his shirt just now, and she didn't expect to be treated like this.

She didn't understand what Snape was being coy about.She thinks that sooner or later they will reach the step of "being honest with each other". The intimacy between two people always comes naturally, as if their relationship is a matter of course.And Snape was always stubborn to make a stone fence between the two of them, whenever she wanted to go further, he would jump out to block her movements.

Jane sighed long, and walked towards the Gryffindor tower.

When October entered the second half of the month, the relationship between the two people still hadn't changed much, which made Jane feel somewhat frustrated.At lunch that day, she and Harry came to the entrance hall, where a large group of students had crowded around a large poster erected at the foot of the marble staircase.Ron, the tallest of the four, stood on tiptoe over the heads of those in front of him and read aloud the words on the notice: "The Triwizard Tournament - Representatives of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang We will arrive at 10:30 pm on Friday, October [-]th. The afternoon class will end half an hour earlier. At that time, please send your schoolbags and textbooks back to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, meet our guests, and then attend the welcome banquet.”

"Great!" said Harry happily. "Friday's last class is Potions! Snape won't have time to poison us all!"

Jane remembered that Snape had threatened them in Potions class some time ago, saying that he would put a dick in their pumpkin soup, so as to verify whether their antidote was made up to standard.She always thought it was just a joke, because as much as Snape hated these brats, there was no way he would have poisoned their food, and Dumbledore would not have allowed him to.But obviously both Harry and Hermione thought that Snape was definitely not joking, because in their impression their Potions professor was a gloomy and vicious villain.

It was precisely because of this notice that in the following week, the latest news at Hogwarts was no longer about "Jane Jean has the talent to resist the Imperius Curse", and all the students were talking about the top three Competition.And everyone is guessing who will be the Hogwarts warrior, what items will be in the Tournament, and how the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are different from them.

By the evening of Friday, a white translucent moon had already hung above the Forbidden Forest, and all the students, led by the deans of the colleges, came to the grass in front of the castle.As November approached, Hogwarts had already started to get cold.Standing in the crowd, Jane still felt chills all over her body, especially when the wind passed through everyone's heads and blew on her face, she felt that it could freeze the blood in her whole body.

"It's almost six o'clock." Ron looked at his watch and looked at the driveway leading to the front door: "How do you think they will come? By train?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione.

"How come? Broomsticks?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

"Nobody wants to fly from Germany to England on a broomstick unless he thinks he's an owl," Jane said.

"Portkeys?" continued Ron, guessing. "Or they can Apparate—maybe in their place, people under the age of seventeen are allowed to Apparate?"

"How many times do I have to tell you that Apparitions are not allowed in the Hogwarts grounds?" said Hermione impatiently.

When the students were trying to guess how Beauxbaton and Durmstrang would appear in front of them, Dumbledore standing in front of the crowd suddenly said loudly: "Ah! If I'm not mistaken, Buxbaton Sparton's representatives have arrived!"

At this moment, even Jane stretched her neck and looked in the direction Dumbledore was looking at——I saw a huge black creature passing over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, they flew from the sky above the Forbidden Forest to their front.Only then did they see clearly that it was a powder blue carriage as huge as a house.At the front of the carriage stood twelve winged horses, graceful in shape, silver all over, and about the same size as elephants.The moment the carriage fell, there was a huge sound from the ground, like an earthquake.

The door opened, and a boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage.He bent down, fumbled for something on the carriage floor, and opened a golden spiral staircase.Immediately afterwards, a shiny black high-heeled shoe stretched out from the carriage, and a woman about the height of Hagrid appeared in everyone's field of vision.

There was only one thought that crossed Jane's mind the moment she saw her - maybe she was Hagrid's sister? !

But this idea just flashed in Jane's mind, and she was quickly rejected by herself-if Hagrid's sister was her, then Hagrid might not appear in Hogwarts, but should Appeared in Beauxbatons.

Dumbledore greeted her immediately after she got off the carriage: "Dear Mrs. Maxime, welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore, I hope you are well." Madame Maxime spoke in a very low voice, and it was impossible to distinguish between male and female.

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"My students." Madam Maxim said, waving her huge hand carelessly behind her, and twelve or thirteen male and female students got off the carriage behind her one after another.Then she asked again: "Is Karkaroff here?"

"He'll come any minute," said Dumbledore. "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or go in first to keep warm?"

"Let's keep warm," said Madame Maxime, "but those horses—"

"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be more than happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore. "He's coming back from a little mess, and there's something wrong with something else in his - well - he has to look after."

"It's a fried-tailed snail." Ron said with a grin.

Jane agrees - their Fantastic Beasts Care class this year is actually learning how to keep snails.It was a gray, slimy magical creature that looked a bit like a lobster without its shell.They have no heads, with many feet sticking out in all directions, and they also emit a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp.What's more, their tails will emit sparks and explode from time to time, which is unbearable.Hagrid liked the creature, but all the students avoided it.Jane sometimes had to sneak a pair of gloves to go to Care of Fantastic Beasts class, lest she get a hole in her hand from a snail.

After the Beauxbatons delegation had left, they all continued to stand there to greet the Durmstrang delegation.Thankfully, the Durmstrang delegation didn't keep them waiting too long in the cold.Not long after the Beauxbatons delegation left, a huge sailing ship appeared in their field of vision.

The ship had an eerie, skeletal appearance, as if it were the wreck of a freshly salvaged ship, with dim, foggy glimmers in the portholes that looked like ghostly eyes.An anchor was thrown from the deck of the boat into the shallow water, and with another snap, a plank rested on the shore.The people on the boat stepped on the planks and came to the shore.

As Jane knew, Durmster's students wore black fur cloaks.But the wizard at the head was wearing a white fur cloak. When he saw Dumbledore, he immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Dumbledore! My dear old man, how are you?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

Amidst the greetings between Dumbledore and Karkaroff, Jane suddenly saw a figure behind Karkaroff, and her eyes widened. to him!And still in this way.