HP through the autumn

Ron and Hermione arrived at the medical wing after breakfast.Together, the three of them listened to Harry's account of what happened to him and Little Hangleton in the maze.

"It would be nice if You-Know-Who could be drowned in that cauldron," Ron sighed regretfully. "It would be nice to be scalded to death."

"That's what I thought at the time." Harry smiled, and now he could calmly face the fact that Voldemort had been resurrected.

"Harry, you are so brave." Hermione said distressedly, "It takes a lot of courage to take up the wand and resist the mysterious man."

"Nice job, bro," said Ron proudly.

Qiu: "That damned old man!" She was still resentful about Cruciatus.

"Old man? Who?" Ron asked.

"You-Know-Who, he must be at least 60 years old." She looked at Ron and his eyes widened. "You don't think he jumped out of a rock, Ron?"

Ron trembled involuntarily when he heard the mysterious man's name: "No, but I think he should be raised by a basilisk or a female dragon."

"You know he's alone, don't you, Ron?" Hermione asked helplessly.

"Of course," said Ron bravely, "but he doesn't quite look like a person, does he? Harry said he has snake-like eyes and a nose, and a mouth without lips." He shuddered: "Then How ugly is it?"

"Still bald," Harry added, "and I bet you couldn't imagine him with all your imagination."

"Could he be mentally twisted because he's too ugly?" Ron asked, and he began to list all the problems caused by being ugly: "No job, no friends, maybe no wife, it's really It's too miserable."

The four of them laughed together.

The next night, Harry was back in the Gryffindor common room.Dumbledore once asked everyone not to ask him questions, or pester him to tell what happened in the maze.

Cho didn't have such good luck. Dumbledore never said that he couldn't pester Harry Potter's girlfriend with questions.This led her to frequent encounters in the corridors and auditoriums with students trying to get a few words from her.The Ravenclaw students were also very interested in things in the maze, but when their prefect threatened to put them in detention for anyone who asked her any more questions, they decided not to mess with someone like the one in the first project. The fire-breathing female dragon-like female class grows up.

Cedric was generous enough to share with everyone what happened before he was knocked unconscious, which has recently led to a popular discussion among Hufflepuffs about "who knocked Cedric unconscious".The three warriors were the key targets they suspected, especially Harry who came out with the trophy in the end.

Many were initially dismissive of Rita Skeeter's reports of the day, when the "distraught and dangerously disturbed" boy managed to stun Cedric to become the champion.Many girls would cast admiring glances at Harry when they passed by, trying to get his attention.

Harry hardly appeared on the long table after that, and he started going to the kitchen every day to get food back to the dormitory to eat.His erratic whereabouts almost caused a trend of "siege Harry Potter" among the girls.

"I'm starting to feel lucky that Seid didn't become the champion." Laurie said gloatingly.

"They'll be busy avoiding Harry soon," Cho replied nonchalantly.As soon as Professor Dumbledore announces that Voldemort is back, he and Harry will immediately be seen as the crazy Gryffindor duo, and everyone will think they are out of their minds.

"It sounds like you have some inside information." Marietta asked with interest.

"Trust me, you won't want to know," Cho said.The truth is always hard to accept, and people prefer lies to whitewash the peace.

Laurie and Marietta looked at her suspiciously.

"I guess Professor Dumbledore will tell you in a few days," she said, "perhaps at the dinner before leaving school."

On the last night before going home, the Great Hall was once again decked out in red and gold, and Gryffindor won yet another House Cup thanks to Harry.

The real Moody sat at the staff table, looking extraordinarily nervous, as if he could jump up and fight someone at any moment.

She was looking forward to his fight with Professor Snape next to him.

Professor Snape was as grim and oily as ever.After Voldemort's return, everyone's life will become extremely difficult, and for Professor Snape, he is about to risk his life again to return to the Death Eaters and accept the spirit brought by Voldemort devastated.

After all, it is not a pleasant thing to often face such an ugly man who can kill at any time.

It's all Voldemort's fault, she thought. He ruined the good life of countless people, took the lives of Muggles wantonly, and killed everyone who tried to resist him with disgusting methods. Forgive the murderer.

She began to sincerely look forward to a Mary Sue time-traveling woman who fell in love with Voldemort, turning him from a perverted murderer into a slightly normal pervert.

Sacrifice a heroine to benefit the entire wizarding world.

But she deeply doubted that a heroine who fell in love with a murderous, snake-faced ugly man might be more dangerous than Voldemort.She either had no brains, or had a mind about as crazy as Voldemort's.

"Another year is over." Dumbledore said, standing up, his eyes sweeping over the four long tables.

"I have a lot to say to you all tonight. First of all, I want to announce that this year's House Cup belongs to Gryffindor House."

The Gryffindors cheered, and Fred and George tossed their hats into the air, clapping loudly.

After waiting for their cheers to fade away, Dumbledore continued, "Harry Potter, the champion of the Triwizard Tournament, added 200 points to his academy."

The Gryffindor table was buzzing again, everyone banging on the table in celebration, Fred and George trying to throw Harry up too, Ron and Hermione helping Harry avoid the Weasley twins.

"There are other things, which I think you have a right to know," said Dumbledore, "that our brave Potter was carried outside Hogwarts by the Triwizard Trophy. There he witnessed Voldemort's resurrection. "

The relaxed expressions on the faces of the students froze, and they looked at each other in confusion and horror, unable to believe what they heard.Everyone stared at Dumbledore, waiting for his explanation.

On the long table in Slytherin, some students did not look at Dumbledore.They gathered together to whisper and exchange news with each other.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you this. Some parents of my classmates may disagree with me, don't believe that Voldemort has returned, or think that you are too young to know these things, but I think the truth is better than lies." It's sweet," said Dumbledore. "I wish I was mistaken, but no. Voldemort, the Voldemort who caused indelible damage and harm to the families of some of you, has returned."

His voice echoed in the auditorium, and everyone listened intently.

"We need to be united and we can only fight this if we show unbreakable friendship and trust."

"Here I must mention one person--Harry Potter. He showed a fearless spirit that few wizards can show in the face of Voldemort's threat. He successfully escaped from Voldemort's hands He escaped and brought us this precious news, and for that I salute him."

Dumbledore turned to Harry gravely, and raised his goblet.Almost all the students in the hall followed suit, chanting Harry's name and toasting him.

After Cho finished toasting Harry, she tapped on the glass again, causing the glass to be filled again.

Cedric was still sitting on the Hufflepuff table, and Voldemort was successfully resurrected with Harry's blood.Although they still have a few difficult years of fighting Voldemort, the days are always getting better.

"To a better tomorrow forever." She said silently in her heart, and drank the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp.

There is a cliché saying that the haze will always dissipate, but the haze that lingers for a long time like Voldemort, probably only can be completely blown away by the strong cold air from the south of Siberia.

She couldn't help laughing, and lowered her head quietly in order to avoid being too prominent in a group of serious and silent classmates.

Her mood was unprecedentedly relaxed, and she was even in the mood to notice the thousands of candles above her head reflected in the wine glass, and the flames were flickering, just like the stars all over the sky billions of light years away.

The breeze slipped in through the gate of the auditorium, bringing the warm earthy smell of the summer night.

She could imagine the leaves swaying and rustling in the wind outside the auditorium.All kinds of insects are active on leaves, tree trunks, and soil, working hard for their own survival.The bees returned to the hive, waiting to set sail again for the morning sun the next day.Crickets rubbed their wings in the grass, playing their own serenade.

The flower closes its petals, waiting for tomorrow's sun to wake it up so that it can once again bloom in the sun.

Tomorrow is still a beautiful summer day.