On Sundays, in the Gryffindor common room, the fireplace was burning brightly, keeping the outside cold out of the windows.
And Harry seemed to be discussing some secret, pulled Hermione and Ron down to a table, and began to confide in their ears.
After a few minutes.
"What? Fire dragon?" Ron was shocked, as if an egg could be stuffed directly into his mouth.
"Ron! Voice!" Hermione immediately kicked Ron from under the table to make him shut up, and then asked in a low voice, "Is the news reliable? How did you know? Harry?"
"I saw it with my own eyes." Harry was a little frustrated, "Hagrid took me to see it last night, and I was still wearing the Invisibility Cloak at that time."
For some reason, Hagrid, as a specially invited expert on magical animals, also came to Hogwarts yesterday. The three had a good meeting with him, and understood what Hagrid meant when he said "see you soon". Take this opportunity to have a good time in Hogsmeade.
And at the time of parting, Hagrid leaned down and whispered something in Harry's ear, telling him to go to him alone at night—just to help Harry.
"You guys are cheating!" Hermione subconsciously frowned.
"You're dying, why cheat!" Ron said angrily.
Hermione was a little hesitant, and she also knew that now was not the time to discuss the issue of "cheating", it was just a habit that drove her to do so. .
"I'm not the only one," Harry explained. "When I was wearing the Invisibility Cloak, I also saw the headmaster of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, especially Mrs. Maxime. I guess Hagrid was talking to She's dating, and it looks like Hagrid's still infatuated with that lady, so he almost came out with it."
"I mean, it's unfair that they all cheated." Ron said immediately.
"Wait, Harry." Hermione grabbed her wand and immediately ran out of the Gryffindor lounge.
"Where is she going?" Ron asked without paying attention, and then persuaded Harry, "Why don't we retire from the race, and we won't lose our lives."
He obviously forgot the wonderful contract formed between the Goblet of Fire and the warriors.
In his impression, the fire dragon is a terrible creature.
And soon Hermione concretized all of this.
It didn't take long for Hermione to rush back into the lounge like a whirlwind. The only difference from when she went out was the books she was holding in both hands, and they were piled up almost to the ceiling.
"Dragon is extremely difficult to kill, because their thick hide is soaked with ancient magic, only the most powerful spells can penetrate." Hermione sat back next to the two of them and carefully took out one of them. The faded writing on the cover hinted at the long history of the book.
Its title page clearly mentions the horror of dragons, but then there is no mention of any real means of resisting dragons, because this is actually just a fantasy book, and the theme becomes fantasy and meaning in the later stage.
This is the routine of Dragon Quest many years ago, maybe it was written by a bard.
"Try it again." Hermione immediately closed the last book, and opened the "Dragon Lover".
"Oh, what, do you still want to give the dragon's claws or teeth a full maintenance?" Ron mocked.
Hermione stopped talking. The book knowledge she was proud of seemed useless at this time. Almost no one left the exact method of dealing with fire dragons in books, and some only had some analysis of fire dragons.
"The fire dragon's eyes are weak, that is its most vulnerable place, and there is no magic to protect it." Hermione pointed to an image in the book again, and a fire dragon was outlined with fine brushstrokes on the page, with fierce eyes. Li, with gray eyes protruding, a pair of thick hind legs, extremely sharp fangs growing in the bloody mouth, and a circle of strange thin and sharp horns growing around the face, on which red ink is painted on the dragon. A mark was drawn next to his eyes to show his weakness.
"Yeah, Harry can accurately cast the spell on the eyes of the dragon." Ron also pointed at the place Hermione pointed to and continued, "But you think the dragon that Harry is going to face is just like the one drawn on the picture. Do you have any idea how tall and strong they would be?"
"Of course I know, this is just my suggestion, we can continue to discuss how to achieve this goal!" Hermione said angrily.
"I think, I can ask Sirius for help," Harry said cautiously.
Seeing his two friends quarreling for his safety, he felt a little sorry, but he also felt warm inside.
Maybe it's hard for me to find a friend who cares so much about my own safety.
"That's a good idea!" Hermione cheered, her eyes sparkling.
The three of them then began to seriously discuss the countermeasures against the fire dragon. Even though they had some confidence in their hearts, they couldn't pin all their hopes on Sirius.
"Perhaps I can wait and ask Professor Moody?" Harry thought to himself, but this time he still had to hide it from his two friends.
"By the way, Ron, you have a brother named Charlie, right? I saw him at that time too." Harry suddenly.
"That's right, he's working in Romania. I didn't expect that mom would be very happy to come back this time." Ron's spirit also froze for a while, as if he was very happy to see his brother.
The brother didn't play tricks on him like Fred and George did.
"What are you discussing?" The Weasley twins just happened to walk into the Gryffindor lounge at this time, rubbing their hands and putting them to their mouths to breathe, because it was too hot outside. cold.
The three immediately dispersed, and they decided not to reveal the secret of the fire dragon to others.
"Maybe they are discussing a wonderful prank." Fred nodded.
"Get to work, buddy, the Invisibility Cloak isn't done yet." George, and the brothers found a table to start their unfinished business.
"I'll go to the library to look up information, you continue." Hermione stepped out of the room with the book, and soon came to the library, found a place to sit down casually, facing the book in front of her, and continued to read stand up.
"So sleepy." At the desk, Hermione yawned and rubbed her eye sockets, feeling a little tired. She looked up and looked out the window. There was no sunshine today, but it was obvious that the sky was getting dark .
In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and Hermione was about to leave, maybe it would be a good choice to go back to the dormitory and continue watching.
"Hermi-on? Is that your name? I asked someone else just now." A tall boy stood in front of Hermione, looking a little nervous. Looking at him, you would never think that he was The all-powerful Seeker in the Quidditch World Cup - Viktor Krum.
"It's Hermione." Hermione repeated her name.
"Can we make friends?" Krum was a little nervous.
"Of course." Hermione said politely, "I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do right now, let's talk about it another day." Then she left the library in a hurry, leaving only a back view of the boy.
...
Back in the dormitory, Hermione was still wasting her mind on Harry's affairs. She had to extract possible useful information from a lot of possibly false information, and in order to improve efficiency, she could only glance at ten lines and quickly use her slender fingers to Turning the pages of the book, the other hand is holding a pen, recording on the paper.
Feeling that she was really sleepy, Hermione tapped her forehead lightly with her palm.
When people are extremely tired, their thinking ability will temporarily decline, and the same is true for their concentration. But sometimes, this jumping off of thoughts can also remind people of something they have overlooked.
"When I was wearing the Invisibility Cloak, I also saw the principals of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. It seems that Hagrid is still infatuated with that lady, so he almost confessed."
For some reason, the words Harry said before suddenly came to Hermione's mind, and she suddenly realized that in this way, three of the four warriors should have known the information of the competition in advance.
"He should be able to find out, right?" Hermione's mood suddenly became a little complicated, and she was inexplicably worried.
"Yes, his father is working in the Ministry of Magic now, so he can definitely find out about it." Hermione comforted herself, she didn't realize that she was already worried about someone subconsciously, even Hope someone helps him cheat.
It's just a faint sense of unease still lingering in her heart, lingering - these are just her guesses.
What if he really didn't know
Turning her head to look at the clock and the parchment papers in front of her that were covered with elegant black handwriting, Hermione let out a sigh of relief.
"Come here for today," thought Hermione.
Suddenly, a taut string in her head seemed to be broken suddenly, and a strong sense of fatigue suddenly hit her.
Hermione closed her eyes unconsciously, leaned forward, and fell beside the desk.
she fell asleep.
She is so sleepy.
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