[HP] Astringent

All afternoon classes on race day were cancelled.Just after the luncheon, McGonagall called Harry away.Vanessa walked over specially, gave Harry a big hug, and kissed his forehead by the way: "Come on, Harry, you must be fine!"

Black and Hermione also embraced him to give him strength.Ron was standing not far away, looking at this side, but when Vanessa looked over, he walked away without looking back.

Harry had already known about the first task of challenging the fire dragon through other means, and he had told Diggory in advance to be fair.He has been working with Hermione to find a way, since he cannot ask his teacher for help due to competition rules.There is a trick to deal with dragons, because Vanessa has personally fought fire dragons, they are indestructible with scales and armor, only the eyes are weak, and only one eye sickness spell is needed.But there is also a risk that if the shot misses, it will anger the fire dragon.

Blake didn't go to the auditorium with them. He and the staff including Charlie stayed below to prevent any accidents.Vanessa is more worried about the person who puts Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire than the dragon.She wasn't the only one full of worries, Professor McGonagall was just as distraught.

Harry was last out and Vanessa was also concerned after watching the first three games.The warriors wanted to obtain the golden egg guarded by the fire dragon, but none of them walked out of the arena intact.Snape sat not far away, behind a group of Slytherins, his attention was not on the field for a moment, but he was engrossed in watching Crouch sitting on the referee's bench.

Harry didn't use the Eye Sickness Curse, but found another way to use the Flying Curse to summon Firefly.Riding on the Fire Dragon, he seems to have grown wings, and is faster and more flexible than the Fire Dragon.He played the dragon around like a headless chicken, but a few times almost caught fire.

Vanessa grabbed the scarf nervously, her eyes closely following his figure.

Immediately afterwards, there was a wonderful move to lure the tiger away from the mountain——Harry lured the fire dragon to a high altitude, and before it could react, it quickly swooped towards the golden egg!

In an instant, everyone stood up and cheered, because as the youngest contestant, he took the golden egg in the shortest time.

Hermione couldn't hold back anymore and rushed out of the auditorium.

December came after Neville also finished his final report on "The Relationship Between the Change of the Danish Royal Family and the Migration of Mermaids".Professor McGonagall informed all teachers and students that there will be a Yule Ball on Christmas Day, and all students above the third grade can participate.

The school suddenly became restless, and groups of girls giggled at the boys who were in good condition.Boys get together to discuss how to invite beautiful girls.Some girls even set their sights on Blake, forcing him to sometimes turn into a dog and hide in Vanessa's office.It didn't take long for that to stop working, as Colin Creevey accidentally took a picture of him in his transformation, and now all the girls at school know his Animagus form.

That night, Black finally used the invisibility spell to get rid of the suitor.As soon as he entered the room, he slumped on the sofa and sighed: "I really miss James' invisibility cloak."

Harry and Ron had already played three crackling cards, and Hermione was almost finishing her potion notes.Snape asked them to complete the antidote before the Christmas break, and to test their results in the last class.

"He's getting worse! Every class is worse than the last!" said Ron disapprovingly, "spoiling the last bit of term with a lot of homework."

"Well... you're actually not working hard enough, are you?" said Hermione without looking up.

Ron, Harry and Black exchanged an unbearable look behind her back.

Vanessa sat next to Hermione and looked at her notes: "Chuanxiong should be placed behind the rat's fecal stones, and the thorns of cocklebur will fall off automatically without pulling them out one by one."

She pointed out the problems in the notes one by one, and Hermione wrote them down quickly.She looked at what she wrote down for a while: "Chuanxiong was placed in front of the bezoar, that's what it says in the book!"

Vanessa took the textbook and looked at it for a while, remembering that all she mentioned was Snape's modified formula, she didn't know how to explain it.

"Listen to Vanessa." Harry carefully placed the cards on them, and the cards exploded, making them cough repeatedly. "Vanessa's potion is so powerful that even Snape can't make a mistake."

Black said strangely: "I clearly remember that potions were not prominent when you were in school."

Vanessa explained half-covered: "I know a person who is very powerful in potions."

Black showed an unbelievable expression: "It can't be the nose...Snape, right?" Vanessa didn't know how to answer, so he denied himself, "He looked at those broken notes as if they were guards. Like a hen for its eggs, it can peck whoever wants to see it."

Indeed it is.It's just that Vanessa once asked Snape to invent a little spell for her, and helped him copy five notebooks and three experimental records.

Fortunately, no one was obsessed with this issue anymore, and Harry brought the topic to the matter of the golden egg.He already knew it was the cry of a mermaid, and at the Gryffindor party to celebrate the day he got the golden egg, he opened it, and the horrible sound nearly pierced everyone's eardrums.But Neville had seen through the secret of the golden egg. He had just spent two weeks studying merfolk and was all too familiar with it all.This topic didn't last long, and they followed the trend and talked about their dance partners.

"Harry, do you have any goals? Your father has been following your mother since the first grade!" Black looked at Harry gossipingly.

Some kind of longing appeared on Harry's face, but he tried his best to suppress the blushing feeling, but his voice was sour: "Not yet." These small movements did not hide from Black's eyes at all, but haha Libby Potter is much more shy and can't help but be funny.

"Whether there is or not, you have to act quickly, or the good girl will be snatched away by others!"

Ron winked at Harry and said, "We should really do it...invite someone. We don't want to end up dancing with a couple of ugly monsters."

When Hermione heard this, she raised her head from the pile of homework. She was furious and stammered a little: "I'm sorry, a couple... what?"

"You know it without telling me, I'd rather go alone than look for it, for example, Heloise."

"Her acne has been much better lately - she's actually pretty!" said Hermione grimly.

Ron was still picking on you, and Hermione couldn't help it, and said, "I see. So, basically, you want to invite the most beautiful girl who's willing to accept you, even if she's a total badass?"

"Yeah, that's basically correct."

"I'm going to bed." Hermione stuffed all the books into her schoolbag, threw them on her shoulders, and strode out.

"Hermione, honey..." Vanessa's cry didn't stop her either.

Ron said inexplicably: "What is she going crazy?"

"Silly boy, why didn't you invite Hermione?"

Ron froze for a moment, as if Vanessa was speaking an unfamiliar foreign language, he stammered, "Oh, yes... yes, Hermione is a girl too."

Even Harry couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help sighing.But he was not sure whose standpoint he should stand in to speak, and finally chose to remain silent.

Vanessa then asked Harry: "Why don't you try inviting Ginny?" She was interested in putting up a line for her niece, and Harry sometimes had a few brains.

"I can't invite Ginny."

"Why?" said Ron. "What's wrong with my sister."

"Ginny is nice, but I only think of her as my sister. You know Ron."

"Anyway, there is no suitable dance partner. My sister is a good choice."

Blake interrupted him: "Don't listen to him, if you only treat Ginny as your sister, you can invite someone else. Otherwise, after the ball, everyone is kissing their partner, how can you talk?"

"Dear, dear... what did you say?" The two were shocked and speechless.

"Kiss." Vanessa couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

"What about you, Sirius?" Harry tactfully turned the fight to Black.

Black brushed his hair, and gracefully extended his hand to Vanessa: "Would you like to go to the ball with me, Miss Weasley?"

Vanessa was drinking water and almost spit it out: "I don't want to, Mr. Black."

Ron and Harry were rocking up laughing.Blake was instantly wilted, sat back obediently, and said pitifully, "Is it true that I can only invite Minerva?"

Vanessa added without empathy: "Sybil can too."

Chatting and chatting is about to curfew, and the two children went back to the dormitory together.Blake could take a few steps slower, and he said to Vanessa quite seriously: "I really want to invite you to the dance together."

Vanessa looked at him like this, a little surprised, she had never seen Blake like this: "Thank you for the invitation, I just haven't considered whether to go to the dance or not."

"It's okay." Black waved his hand, "I'll wait for you."

Vanessa quickly forgot about Black's invitation, and it wasn't until the Friday before Christmas when Hermione burst into her office crying that she brought it out of some corner of her mind again.

"Ron...he thought of inviting me when Fleur Delacour rejected him!" She wiped her eyes fiercely with her sleeve, the corners of her eyes were red, and Vanessa hugged her tightly in her arms.

"My silly nephew, if you are angry, just give him a curse, but don't be angry with yourself." She appraised Hermione's frizzy hair.Hermione was out of breath from crying.

Before coaxing them here, Ginny also rushed in.She didn't cry, but her expression was not much better than Hermione's.Vanessa stretched out her other arm consciously: "Come here, my little Ginny."

Ginny curled up on the sofa, a little shorter than Hermione, curled up in Vanessa's arms.She sighed a long way: "Harry invited me to the dance."

Vanessa said, "That's good, why don't you look happy?"

Hermione also stopped crying and listened quietly to their chat.

Ginny played with her hair and said sadly, "Harry wanted to invite Cho Chang from Ravenclaw, but he was turned down. It was Ron who asked him to invite me."

Vanessa tightened her arms around her and patted her gently to comfort her.Ginny saw the candy on the table and asked, "Can I have a candy?"

"Of course." It was given to her by Black, and she kept forgetting to open it.

"Hermione, did you say yes to Krum?" Ginny asked.

"Not yet, but I'll go and tell him." Hermione nodded. "I'm going to show Ron that he's blind!"

"Yes, you have to give my stupid brother some color. Ron has been terribly slow since he was a child!" Ginny said with the same hatred, "You don't even know that he only found out that I was his sister when he was six years old. The other brothers are different! God knows I've only worn skirts since I was three."

Hermione finally showed her first smile of the night, she rubbed her eyes: "I'm going to the library tomorrow morning, I have to find out if there is a way to smooth my hair."

"I'm good at these questions, no one knows more beauty magic than me." She summoned a quill, and scribbled down the names of several books, "The book list I opened is the most practical. "

"I really... thank you so much!" Hermione hugged Vanessa excitedly.

"I want it too," Ginny said. "The warriors are going to do the opening dance, and I don't want to lose to Cho Chang!"

Vanessa looked at her face carefully: "You are no worse than anyone, and you have an advantage, you have red hair like Harry's mother." Ginny's face was full of question marks, Vanessa explained Said, "If you say who is Harry's favorite person, it is definitely his mother. If you dress up like her mother, at least he will have a special affection for you."

"But I don't want to be anyone, I just want to be myself."

Vanessa was shocked by her words. This was something she had always hoped for but never did, but she was so confidently spoken out by a 13-year-old girl.And it's ridiculous to look forward and backward.She laughed quietly thinking about it.

"Am I right?"

"No, you're right." She blinked and made up her mind, "Let me teach you a spell, it's definitely prettier than any hairpin."