[HP] Control Tool Recycling Center

A piece of good news, the one who spread the news that "after the first match of the Triwizard Tournament, the three schools will hold a misunderstanding" is Mr. Draco Malfoy's roommate, Blaise Zabini.

Bad news. On the night of spreading the news, Mr. Zabini stopped Ms. Tanai Porter who was returning books outside the library, and extended an invitation to her.

The night before the chaos.

"...I'm sorry." Tanai stood at the corner of the corridor outside the library, and said softly, "But I have no plans to participate in the ball for the time being. This is a voluntary registration, right?"

Zabini nodded.Most of his body was covered by shadows, and his face still showed a joyful indifference: "It is true. This is not an invitation, I am just entrusted to tell you that there is still a safe way out here ...everything I say stands until the ball, and you can change your mind at any time."

"Thank you?" Tanai was a little puzzled, she paused, and asked, "Sorry, entrusted by someone...?"

Blaise's expression hidden in the shadows seemed to become more vivid, but it seemed to be her illusion.In a dim corner, it was really difficult for her to clearly distinguish these subtle differences.

He looked into her eyes and said: "You will know later, we... I have no malicious intentions. I suggest that you think about my proposal again. As far as the current situation is concerned, this is the simplest and most effective way .”

Tanai didn't understand what he meant at all, but now, after more than ten hours, she at least understood part of it.

She didn't know what Zabini was thinking, but what Cedric was thinking now must be wrong; she hadn't heard of any conflicts between Draco and Pansy during this time, but the relationship between her and Harry The contradictions are almost transparent.

Even the most dull person should be aware of the problem, let alone she is not stupid - she just never thought of this possibility.Or, to put it another way, before this, if she could really think of this possibility, it would be chilling.

All this time, she has been watching them calmly and hopelessly.

Her fingertips once slid across the paper pages, and pieced together flesh and blood characters in the gaps between words.She has followed the eyes of the savior boys and seen their most vigorous years.She couldn't help loving these children, just as she couldn't help missing her youth when she read these chapters.

But that's about it.

Sprinkle their own love and affection, spare no effort to hold their plans, and try their best to change their known unfortunate future. A happy ending is the best reward for everything—in any case, how can the characters in the book fall in love with each other? reader?

She blinked slowly and hesitantly in the chaos and confusion, and then shifted her gaze to the tall boy who had already walked in front of her.

He held out his hand to her, palm up.

Something is wrong, she thought.Cedric's partner should be Cho Chang, Draco's partner is Pansy, Harry's partner is Parvati, Sirius did not attend the dance.

She knew exactly what the ball was about, and she knew just as much what being invited meant.

Everything that was about to happen in the Goblet of Fire was flying in her mind complicatedly and chaotically, like a flock of pigeons eager to break out of a cage.She barely managed to catch the star words, but as far as she could see, the content suddenly became obscure.

Tanai rarely lost his peaceful smile, and just stared blankly at the slender, well-manicured palm in front of him.After more than half a minute of pause and aphasia, she stretched out her hand with some hesitation, and gently placed her fingertips on his palm.

"... yes," she heard herself say, "I'm sorry, but last night I accepted Mr. Blaise Zabini's offer."

"I'm his dance partner."

The episode of the dance party did not disturb the official arrangement of the Triwizard Tournament. On the Wednesday of the second week after Harry was discharged from the hospital—the third morning after the invitation to the dance party, he was taken into the edge of the Forbidden Forest by Professor McGonagall in the big tent.

Professor McGonagall looked even more distraught than he was, and she babbled uncharacteristically all the way, from wands and spells to the emergency team, until they stood at the entrance of the tent.

Harry wished she would be quiet, but when they stood silent in the doorway, he changed his mind and expected her to say something more.

"...You just need to show your true level as much as possible, it's okay. It's not dangerous." Professor McGonagall did not disappoint his expectations. She turned her head to look at the surrounding trees, then shook her sleeves and opened her mouth , but the content sounds quite patchwork: "The college has taken all protective measures, and you will not be fatally injured. Is your sister not here? I thought she would..."

Harry cut her off.

"Thank you for sending me here." He said with a strong tone, "Is Mr. Bagman in the tent now?"

"Yes." Professor McGonagall didn't notice his abnormality, she nodded, her tone was a bit erratic: "He will tell you—tell you what to do. Good luck, Harry...protect yourself .”

Harry nodded, and he threw back the curtains and slipped into the tent behind him.

A few minutes later, he drew a Hungarian Horntail, which seemed like the worst option.For the next long period of time, he sat quietly in the lounge, silently listening to the screams and shouts from the venue not far away.

With the passage of time and the reduction of the number of people in the tent, he could clearly feel his heart beating faster.Holding his wand tightly, he stared at an open line of the tent for a long time, his mind blank.

The performance of the other three people was very stable, and they got the golden egg smoothly.While thinking vaguely like this, Harry walked into the venue along the established route.

He raised his head, quickly swept across the stands and the referee's seat, and finally cast his gaze on the giant dragon in front of him.

I better not die here.he thinks.Tanai should be sitting in the stands.Oh, of course, he better not die without Tanai, he still has to deal with Voldemort... Could Voldemort be more terrifying than this dragon?

probably not.The dragon wasn't terribly scary either, the scariest thing was Snape, and his Legilimency—no, it was Tanai.

While thinking this way, he stretched out his hand and caught the flying flames.

At the moment of holding the wooden handle, all thoughts are stripped away.

Hogwarts' youngest Seeker grabs his broomstick.This time, his golden snitch was lying quietly not far away, waiting for his arrival.

He has no reason to fail.

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The author has something to say:

Zabini is in charge of saving the field (referring to the male guests). If he doesn't come, all the lines will be played in BE at once.

Say, thank you Zabini.

I always feel that it is not right to write now, or it may be because the update is not smooth enough?Just, I feel that the best performance so far is about 40-80 chapters, and now I can’t grasp the feeling like this

Do you want to cut the follow-up outline, kill Lao Fu after the Triwizard Tournament, and then quickly end the next episode (?)

ummm would like to ask the little angels about their reading experience?After about a hundred chapters to the present, do you feel tired?

Please speak with confidence and boldness as much as possible!The first book is really inexperienced, I know very well, I will not break the defense, I really need writing guidance and feedback (shock sound)!

感谢在2022-05-1004:43:02~2022-05-1803:27:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Ah Fei; 5 bottles of Dale and Chunfeng Wangguiren; 2 bottles of Jiajia and Rong Xing; 1 bottle of Magical Girl Qiqiqi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!