HP Dawn Night

On the first day after classes resumed, there was a Care of Fantastic Creatures class.

Normally, Potter would be happy to meet Hagrid.But not this time, because the class was taught by Slytherin and Gryffindor.

It was the first time he had faced a Slytherin since becoming a warrior.

"We don't think Gryffindors have anything to be proud of," a Ravenclaw girl said to Pansy and me in Charms class this morning, "Did you hear what Hufflepuff said? "

Pansy and I shook our heads together: "We don't have any lessons with Hufflepuffs."

"Okay, then you should really go and listen." The girl shrugged, "They obviously think that Potter stole the glory that Cedric brought them - after all, he once defeated him in the Quidditch match. Gryffindor. I hear even Professor Sprout has grown cold towards him."

"No wonder, she's the Head of Hufflepuff College." Pansy waved his wand, perfectly recreating the results of Professor Flitwick's demonstration.

The Ravenclaw girl approached a little more mysteriously: "Snape, since you are the professor's daughter, have you heard any news? About how...cough...how did Potter whose name was thrown into the Goblet of Fire?"

I shook my head resolutely: "I have no idea about this either. But I don't think it's an aging agent. After all, even you Ravenclaws have been spotted, haven't you?"

The girl's face flushed slightly, and she quickly changed the topic in embarrassment: "Then do you think it might be a curse?"

"Unless a very strong wizard has the ability to control the Goblet of Fire." I said perfunctorily, when Professor Flitwick came towards us, the girl quickly turned her head, pretending that she was practicing seriously.

"It sounds like even Ravenclaw doesn't like Potter very much," Pansy concluded cheerfully as we walked towards the Great Hall after class.

"That is inevitable. Assuming that Potter did use some kind of deception to become a warrior, then he obviously touched Ravenclaw's scales." Blaise said-the Ravenclaws are the last to see Those who have achieved success through unlawful means.

In the auditorium, Draco made another discovery.

"Is it my imagination? Or is that really the case? Weasley doesn't seem to talk to Potter anymore." He happily motioned us to watch the Gryffindor Triangle.Now their seats have changed.Granger separated the two boys, while Weasley focused on talking to the person next to him.

"Oh oh, poor Weasley getting jealous?"

"I'm so useless when my best friend is a warrior," Pansy said sarcastically.

"But people are still happy to talk to Potter." I saw that Potter was still very popular in Gryffindor, and Seamus Finnigan even came over to talk to him.

"But other houses don't think so. Except for Gryffindor, other houses think it's disgraceful." Blaise reminded us, "Hufflepuff is now about to replace Slytherin as Gryffindor. It’s the most unpleasant academy.”

"That makes sense," Pansy agreed.

By the time they went to the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class in the afternoon, the Slytherin students were all ready to fight Gryffindor.

"I agree with you," I said, watching the figures of Potter and Granger, who were walking across the grass towards Hagrid's house, "it's not only unfair to Digory, it's the same to the other two schools unfair."

"Ah, look, guys, this is the Warrior," Draco said as he walked towards Potter, his trademark sarcastic smile on his face again, "do you have his autographed book?" " he said to his fellow Slytherins. "Better get him to sign it, I doubt he'll be here long... half the Triwizard Tournament is dead... Potter, do you think you How long can I live? I guess it's about 10 minutes after the first event starts?"

The Slytherin classmates laughed out loud, and I saw Hagrid approaching from a distance with a pile of crumbling boxes.

"Okay, Draco," I stopped him from saying anything more, "more trouble is coming."

"Why are you calling me?" Draco looked unhappily at the pile of disgusting creatures, "Did you see Potter's expression, it was wonderful—"

"I just thought of something." I whispered.

That's when Hagrid called Potter away, I think he just had something to say to Potter in private.

"What?" Pansy asked me when the four of us led the snails slowly to a place where there were few people.

"Draco, you reminded me that half of the Triwizard Warriors died." I looked at the three of them. "We all know Moody is a tough Auror, right?"

The name obviously displeased Draco: "Why don't you mention him..."

"But obviously Moody is not a good teacher, right? He even demonstrates the Unforgivable Curses in class." I continued.Blaise's eyes lit up slightly:

"You mean... what you're implying is that he was most likely invited by Dumbledore? To—"

"It's not necessarily to protect Potter, I think it may be to ensure the smooth holding of the Triwizard Tournament." I said, "I don't think Dumbledore can foresee that someone will specifically target Potter, but..."

"No, I just think that Dumbledore may have foreseen something." Draco interrupted me, "Just think about it, since Potter came to Hogwarts, there has been a year of silence ?”

We all fell silent.Draco was right, since Harry Potter came to Hogwarts, he has been fighting death every year.

In first grade, he protected the Philosopher's Stone; in second grade, he killed the Basilisk; in third grade, he let Sirius Black escape.

"You mean," Pansy paused, "Dumbledore thought someone would use the Triwizard Tournament against Potter?"

"So, that means Potter didn't put his name in the Goblet of Fire, but someone set him up?" Draco asked tentatively.

"That's pretty much what I think," I agreed, "but I think Moody's here to protect Potter."

"It seems to be true," Blaise said abruptly, "Draco, Moody transfigured you because you wanted to attack Potter; he treated Karkaroff badly because of that." Karkaroff and his students were watching Potter."

Draco was lost in thought, and Pansy continued: "Supposing someone is indeed planning to take advantage of the Triwizard Tournament to frame Potter, who would that person be?"

"In Gryffindor terms, they would suspect my dad first," I replied.

"But why did Professor Snape wait until now? He already had the chance to murder Potter [-] times!" Pansy exclaimed.

I spread my hands helplessly: "No way, that's what they think."

"Eliminate the possibility of Professor Snape, who else is left?"

"Professors at Hogwarts are unlikely, so only the students and headmasters of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, ah... By the way, there are also two officials from the Ministry of Magic." Pansy wondered looking at us, "Who could it be?"

"I don't know, Pansy." I shook my head.

"The attitudes of the two officials from the Ministry of Magic are very different. Bagman is very kind to Potter and is also very enthusiastic about the Triwizard Tournament. Crouch is just the opposite. He seems to have no patience to care about the progress of the Triwizard Tournament. , and don't really care about the so-called fourth warrior." Draco continued in one breath, "Beauxbatons and Durmstrang...they haven't even met Potter before, let alone they are both foreign schools."

"But Karkaroff and his students clearly know about Potter," I reminded him.

"Draco, you also said that Durmstrang is more respectful of... evil magic." Pansy whispered.

"You mean someone in Durmstrang wants to kill Potter?" Draco said in disbelief.

"Actually, we don't know who it is... now it seems that anyone is possible." Brace concluded.

We looked at the students who were leading the snails and scattered around. I don't know what my friends think, but I suddenly felt a sense of fear for no reason, as if there were a pair of evil eyes staring in the dark. We are the same.

To be precise, it was to stare at Potter and wait for the opportunity to strike.

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Alan Rickman (1946.2.21-2016.1.14)

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-After all this time?

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