This Hogwarts isn't normal.

As soon as Crum left, Hermione was immediately surrounded by gossip.

There is actually nothing good about the final awards, but the fresh melons are delicious.

"Oh~ Our Miss Wanshida is quite charming, and they all fascinated the world's number one finder~"

"Tsk tsk—This kid Lao Wen is really quick to start~"

"I'm curious how you met~"

Hermione told everyone about her relationship with Crum with helplessness.

At that time, the magic projection in the gymnasium had malfunctioned, and she rushed over from the Ministry of Magic with the design drawings.

"Who is Bo Yi?"

"Who is Fanni?"

"Boye and Fannie are both employees of Wayne Enterprise. They are the director of the after-sales maintenance department and the deputy director of the safety department respectively."

And shortly after she brought the designs with them, Krum came over alone.

"I had planned it for a long time." Daphne teased, "Are you sure this is your first meeting with him?"

Hermione thought about it carefully, then nodded with great certainty.

"Hmm?" She remembered what happened last month with Vincent to go to the Ministry of Magic in Bulgaria.

They had a good deal with O'Bransden. When they got downstairs, they found that the originally quiet hall had become extremely lively, as if some big shot was coming.

If that person was Krum...

Daphne came over with a gossip on her face, "What? Did you remember something?"

Hermione quickly shook her head.

"No, nothing."

"real?"

"real."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Seeing her more guilty expressions, her friends' gossip souls suddenly burned, and even Qiu, who had always been gentle and gentle, was no exception.

The twins standing at the forefront of eating melons took out a piece of parchment from their pockets, rolled the door into the shape of a microphone, and started the interview in a decent manner.

"All things-Miss Granger, what did you hide from us?"

"We are all very professional journalists. You can speak up with confidence and boldness. We will definitely keep the secret."

Hermione rolled her eyes at them.

Who doesn’t know whether these two are rumor-making machines or the more they spread, the more outrageous they are.

She had a straight face, "Nothing to tell."

The front line fell, and Daphne, who was on the second line.

She squeezed the twins' big faces away and was close to Hermione's ear, "We are good friends who can talk about everything, aren't we?"

"Uh...yes."

"and you……"

"I can tell you, but you ten thousand-"

"Don't say it out loud, right? Do you still believe me? I haven't told anyone about your secret love for Vincent before."

After saying a whisper, Daphne retreated with satisfaction.

The second line seems to have fallen, but there are Rinyin and Jennifer in the third line.

"Vincent probably didn't know about this, right?"

Good guy, it's a threat to come up.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

Hermione's mouth slightly raised, "He knew, I told him the first time I returned to the Ministry of Magic."

The third line retreated, and the defense is unobstructed.

"Ahem--" Cedric cleared his throat and put on a harmless face with Qiu and Rov beside him.

"That... do we have to inform Vincent?"

It's still a threat, a pity.

Hermione opened the magic communicator in front of everyone, "Let me notify you."

The first four fronts retreated one after another, and there were two last hopes.

Ginny and Astoria were pulled away by Daphne, leaving only Neville, James, and Alfred.

But as soon as Hermione's eyes came over, Neville shrank his neck and left by himself.

James and Alfred winked, as if they were discussing countermeasures with their eyes.

"Lao Wen is our roommate, we just care about it..."

Hermione calmly compared her mouth, and James and Alfred immediately showed fear.

“Summer homework…”

Six Kills! Except for Ron and Kenny who were watching the awards, all of them were defeated.

There was no melon to eat, and the adults who quietly pricked their ears also dispersed.

Seeing everyone sitting back one after another, Hermione's heart finally fell.

There is a secret hidden in my heart, and it is not something that cannot be told.

If it's Vincent's...

Her mood became depressed again.

Now she also had to keep these secrets, even more cautious than him.

On the other side, a grand award ceremony is being held here.

Mustafa put medals on seven players of the Irish team one by one.

Then he picked up the trophy that symbolized the championship from Umbridge's hand.

"Thank you for giving a wonderful game to fans all over the world, this is your honor."

The trophy is pure gold, and its base is engraved with the names of seven players.

The base and the trophy are connected by a ghost flying ball, which surrounds a roaming ball on both sides, and at the top is a golden flying thief with spreading wings.

Troy held the trophy together with Quigley.

This scene was spread to the magic worlds of countries around the world through magic base stations, and to the players' lounges in the backstage.

Krum smiled bitterly and looked away from the live broadcast screen, looking at Ivanova who was treating his nose.

Her expression was particularly focused and her movements were particularly gentle, not as rude and irritable as she was during training.

"Clara, OK, I feel much better."

"Wait a little longer, your nose bridge is broken, it's not a complete treatment in just a few minutes."

Quigley was quite ruthless. He probably aimed at his forehead and wanted to knock the person out of the way.

It’s a pity that Krum’s hooked nose is a bit big, otherwise the Bulgarian team would probably break the England team’s record of 10:390 and bring a bigger joke to this World Cup.

Ivanova's treatment was very careful and he didn't even let go of the last little blood.

By the end of the treatment, the live broadcast had already arrived at the celebration banquet carefully prepared by the British Ministry of Magic.

Fudge is delivering a long speech, roughly with the British magic circle working together to present a perfect audio-visual feast to fans all over the world.

Master, there is still ^.^ after this chapter.

After his speech, the camera gave the big guys who applauded the VIP room.

Among the faces of all the old men or middle-aged uncles, Vincent and Harry naturally looked particularly dazzling.

Krum stared at the live broadcast scene blankly, and he always felt that Vincent's suit looked familiar.

Hair color…shoulder width ratio…height…

"Wickdor?" Ivanova reached out and shook his hand in front of him.

Krum's eyes, like hawk-eyed eyes, became even more sad, "It turned out to be him... I'm convinced now..."

"Lost?" Ivanova looked at the live broadcast screen in confusion.

"Wayne?"

She looked at the relief on Krum's face and soon thought of something.

"Is the private room you went to after the competition just now..."

"Yes, it's her." Krum took out the Golden Flying Thieves from his pocket. "I originally wanted to give this to her as a souvenir, but she refused."

He laughed at himself, "Then I found an excuse to ask her to meet her tomorrow, but she told me that she had made an appointment with her boyfriend."

Ivanova has watched the live broadcast again, and the camera just happened to capture Vincent again.

"You know?"

Krum looked at her nervously, "What do I know?"

Ivanova, who was telling her mouth, seemed particularly guilty, "It's the blond man, the mysterious boyfriend of the girl you secretly love."

Krum's expression was extremely complicated, "Did you know it long ago?"

Ivanova pursed her lips, "Yes, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to affect your normal performance on the field."

Krum looked at her blankly, then looked at the Golden Flying Thief in his hand.

He suddenly figured out a lot of things, something he had ignored before.

"Thank you, Clara."

Ivanova was stunned, "Wickdor, you..."

Krum's hawk-eyed eyes were no longer sad, and the haze on his face was wiped out.

"I'm fine, I just suddenly want to say thank you."

He put the Jin Feizhe back in his pocket, "Their celebration banquet has begun. Should we celebrate too?"

"What to celebrate?"

"Celebrate that I let go, let go, and win the title of world's number one finder."

Ivanova's lips raised, "Okay."

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