[HP] Can you be gentle with me

The Goblet of Fire was set out that night under the eyes of everyone looking forward to it, and a blue flame was ignited in the center of the hall.

The age line drawn by Dumbledore himself surrounded the Goblet of Fire firmly, making Ron, who had originally planned to secretly cast his name, immediately dismissed the idea in despair.

But there are still exceptions──

"Nigel, just promise us..."

Early the next morning, Nigel was dragged helplessly into an empty classroom by the Weasley twins, and the two of them were harassing his ears constantly beside him, talking to each other.

"Yes, you just promise."

Nigel looked troubled. "But it's been a long time since I tried to make a more complicated potion—" He said it was true, although he had tried many kinds of potions before, but he didn't continue anymore.

Potions is the only time he's exposed to potions now, and the first-year potions class... To be honest, he doesn't find it challenging at all—

He has always been the fastest in the class, and then he doesn't know what to do in the rest of the time, trying his best to restrain himself from going out of control to re-study the potion textbook, and occasionally helping the panicked The students kept them from getting points deducted in the dark and distracted themselves, but that's all...

It was a good thing Snape didn't ask him to do anything in class.

It seemed like he was really starting to think of himself as a normal student.

He won't call himself out at will, say nasty words to him, and stare at him deliberately, as he did on the first day of school. He is just a very ordinary, very ordinary first grader now.

"We believe you will be able to do it!" Fred said confidently. "We know there's no school today so you must have time."

"That's right, you can do it!" Geroge immediately agreed. "We also know that you managed to make a harder potion a long time ago!"

Nigel still felt helpless. "But your potion ability is also good, you can definitely make it yourself, can't you?" After all, most of the prank products that the twins have been researching all day long are based on the principle of potion science, especially they have to improve themselves , he wouldn't be fooled by their Potions pass grades—

That's definitely dark personal stupid prejudice, plus the twins don't take the usual classroom potions very seriously.

"We only have one chance!" Geroge explained. "If it fails, there is absolutely not enough time for us to make a second dose! To ensure a successful one, we can only ask you to help us—" He said, holding Nigel's arm with a smile on his face. "Will you help us?"

Nigel looked back and forth between the twins, and finally, sighed softly. "Okay, but—" He raised his voice slightly to drown out the twins' unanimous cheers. "But you are responsible for preparing the materials, as well as the location of the production. You have to find a place that is a little more hidden, and no one can know..." Especially Snape.

"Of course!" Fred immediately raised a hand as a sign of oath.

"We're ready-"

Nigel couldn't help but rolled his eyes, then gave them both a savage look.

So they have already made up their minds and he will definitely agree!

Still helpless, Nigel and the twins worked together to finish off the perfect bottle of aging potion before lunch.

"Just a few drops, remember." When the two of them carefully put away the small bottle, Nigel couldn't help reminding. "You just need to age a few months anyway—"

"Oh, little Nigel, of course we know." Fred couldn't hide the smile on his face. "Let's go and witness the success of my brothers."

After speaking, the twins took Nigel to the hall with a tacit understanding while half pushing and half pulling.

then……

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

It didn't take long for Nigel to be bounced backward because of the obvious failure of the registration in front of him. The twins with white beards quickly grew on their faces and laughed uncontrollably.

Come to think of it, how could Dumbledore not have considered that there would be students using aging agents?After all, aging potion is not a particularly difficult potion, just ask a student who is in advanced class of Potions to make it.

"Look, I told you earlier..." Hermione rolled her eyes and pinched Nigel's ear, who was out of breath from laughing. "Nigel, you are still smiling so happily, obviously you helped them do it together?"

"It hurts, Hermione!" Nigel cried out in pain, and after Hermione let go of her hand with a smile, he reached out to touch his ear and muttered softly. "It's not that they keep asking me..."

Everyone couldn't help laughing, even the twins themselves began to find it funny, and later they studied each other's beards, and then left the hall with a laugh and went to the medical wing.

This farce, which was enough to be the topic of the students' gossip for several days, ended like this. That night, all the students of the school arrived in the hall early and waited.

After much difficulty, Dumbledore on the teacher's long table finally swallowed the last bite of pie in his mouth, and stood up slowly. The students seemed to be waiting for his action, and they all fell silent in an instant in tacit understanding.

Dumbledore walked slowly to the Goblet of Fire and spoke. "It seems that our Goblet of Fire is ready. Those who will be selected as warriors in a while, please go to the side room and wait. We will explain the detailed rules of the game to you." After speaking, he, like everyone else, looked away Putting it on the Goblet of Fire and waiting, everyone held their breath and stared at the Goblet of Fire silently. Suddenly, the Goblet of Fire, which was originally dancing with blue flames, moved, and a piece of paper jumped out from the flame that turned red. , falling slowly, and was caught by Dumbledore who was waiting aside.

"The player representing Durmstrang is... Viktor Krum!"

The whole hall burst into thunderous applause, and Nigel saw Krum stand up from the long Slytherin table, and walked slowly and confidently into the small room beside him.

There was another red flash, and Dumbledore coughed softly and read the name on the note in his hand aloud. "Beauxbaton's contestant is... FleurDelacour!"

A beautiful female student stood up amidst the students' applause, her chin raised high, and she walked into the same door as Krum.

Finally, Dumbledore took the last note from the Goblet of Fire.

Nigel couldn't help but hold his breath. Although he showed a lack of interest in the Triwizard Tournament before, this is a cross-school competition after all, and it is also related to the honor of the school. The moment of hope is still out of the way, he can't do it...

"The Hogwarts player is..." Dumbledore read slowly. "Cedric Diggory!"

Hufflepuff's long table boiled instantly.

Even Nigel was infected by this atmosphere. His eyes glowed and he looked proudly at Cedric Diggory, the school representative warrior from their academy, who stood up arched. Although he was a little embarrassed, the deep smile on his face could not be hidden at all. Surrounded by everyone, they also walked into the small room.

"Whoa! Nigel!" Nigel felt his arm being grabbed, it was Henry. "It's Senior Diggory! Our school's warrior is Senior Diggory!"

"I know." Nigel smiled. "I just heard it all!"

Sure enough, Cedric is really powerful!

These days, he has spent almost every day beside Cedric and his classmates. He knows very well that Cedric really knows a lot, and he always has a smile on his face, and treats everyone very gently──

The school rep is really nice of him!

He will not be surprised at all!

Thinking of this, Nigel's chest unconsciously puffed up. This is indeed the glory of their academy, and it is an unprecedented glory!

However, the other three colleges were obviously not as excited as they were. After the three representatives left, their enthusiasm was not so high. They left their seats and planned to go back to their own colleges. The first experiment was at the end of November. It means that they still have to go back to the classroom during this time, and attend the class in peace.

Watching the students gradually disperse, the students of Hufflepuff restrained their complacency and left slowly.

In the next few days, the Hufflepuffs all felt that walking on the road was very imposing. Before, they almost maintained an absolutely low-key style. once.

Cedric Diggory's status in their college has suddenly risen to the level of a god. The boy who has been outstanding since the beginning of the school has performed flawlessly in both academics and sports, although he suffered a lot in Quidditch last year. He lost to Harry Potter, but the whole school clearly understood that it didn't mean his flying skills were poor, it was entirely because Harry Potter's flying talent was almost at the professional level.

It is said that the old Potter was a very good player back then, if he hadn't become an Auror after graduation, he would have had absolute strength to enter the national team.

Anyway, Nigel now has more reasons to hang around Cedric at night, he thinks he can help, even though he's only in first grade... but Cedric has always been good to him, and he will try his best Do your best to help him!

Every night Nigel would run over with a stack of thick brick books, flip through them carefully, and if he saw any useful spells or knowledge, he would immediately write them down on parchment and hand them to Cedric. After all, no one knew What is the first task they are about to face, it is definitely beneficial to have one more person to help them dabble in more things at this time!

Cedric looked at the furry black head that had buried his head in a pile of books after dinner and ran excitedly beside him, smiled, and couldn't help but reach out and pamper Nigel's head. "Come to me every night to look through these, what about your own homework?" He didn't see his friends trying to help him so hard.

Nigel raised his head in a daze, and then realized that the person who touched his head just now was the powerful senior in front of him, his face instantly turned red. "I... we finished our homework in the afternoon." He stammered. "I was thinking... I also want to help you with something──"

Cedric immediately found it very interesting, which is why he paid special attention to this boy who looked stupid but was actually very mature at first—of course, part of it was because of his surname, so that people would not associate him with him. It was too difficult for Professor Snape to associate it together, but only at first, after a few days together, he immediately noticed the difference in Nigel.

First of all, Nigel does not think that his age is a problem at all, and he is always very comfortable joining his conversations with his friends. Considering that sometimes the topics they talk about are actually relatively difficult academic content, he They also listened with gusto from the sidelines, and the occasional interjections were not superficial questions that made people feel like they pretended to understand.

Furthermore, Nigel is very lively, but also very quiet. When he concentrates on doing what he wants to do, he will devote himself to it. This is rare. Most freshmen are facing these boring textbooks. When I watch it for a few minutes, I don't know where my mind is drifting away...

Finally, Nigel's performance since he was elected as the school representative──

"Why do you want to help me?" Cedric admitted that he was very curious. Even his friends only talked about asking him to work hard. It is rare for him to check the data for him so seriously every night. Basically, how he behaves after being elected as a school representative is entirely his own responsibility.

Nigel blinked, but didn't answer right away, but Cedric thought he was thinking about how to answer the question.

Finally, he smiled. "Because Tahlia told me that good friends should help each other like this!" His tone was very serious. "And I think, Cedric is my good friend."

Now it was Cedric's turn to froze.

He really didn't expect this answer...and he never thought that Nigel regarded himself as a good friend—after all, he was five grades older than him!

Besides, just now Nigel seems to have mentioned a very familiar name...

"The Tahlia you just said..." He blinked involuntarily, deeply shocked by the sudden thought that popped into his head. "who is it?"