Harry was desperate.

It was a joy for his dear godfather, Sirius, to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts, and it was a joy to be one of the school's champions—but, why, exactly, two happy things bumping into each other should have been a happier thing, but how could it have come this way?

First Ron's side stopped talking to him out of jealousy, and then then a report came in—an interview that took up most of the newspaper.

He still remembered the moment when the newspaper was handed to him, because he was all there.

——

It was early in the morning.

It was another morning when Ron and he had only exchanged a blunt word.

So, Harry was going to do what Alan had told him at the time, and to find some help to get the problem out of the way—because he really didn't want to give up the friendship and hoped that someone would persuade Ron back.

Naturally, he blocked the twins in the break room - Fred and George walked out of the boys' dormitory while chattering about business.

"Good morning Harry—what, what's the matter?" George greeted Harry in a friendly manner, playing with a fake wand with a curious expression.

Well, that fake wand was the latest product of his two vacations - if you wave it, it can be turned into something else, and the twins traded it for five Galleons.

"Good morning, George, Flender, are you busy right now? Harry said sincerely, noticing the large backpack the twins were carrying - it wasn't like a student's bag, it looked like it was full of stuff.

"We've got a small order - to be honest, they're going to do it with a unique idea, but it's still a few days away, so we now have plenty of time to help Harry with those little issues. Fred's mouth opened and he grabbed Harry with one hand, "Tell me, what's the problem?"

"Aren't you really busy?" Harry asked again, uneasy, a little embarrassed at the moment.

"It's not a big deal - it's just a shapeshifting magic similar to our fake wand, you know, it turns into a critter when it is waved, and the request is for us to hide a backpack in the same way - a pretty clever way to hide some forbidden items in the future. Fred raised an eyebrow and said happily.

"It's actually quite simple, after getting some more things, the backpack will turn into a pan - when Filch or Mom comes to check on our things, whoever will let go of a poor pan - especially since this pan only deforms when the handle is removed! You know how many precious products our mother confiscated during the holidays!" George was also full of joy, obviously quite optimistic about the invention.

Although he didn't know why the two of them were so happy when they invented it, Harry was relieved to say what he wanted.

"What? Ron is at odds with you?"

"Well, even if it's true, it's a mistake for you to come to us - to be honest, Ron has a much better relationship with you than he does with us. ”

"That's right, because we've been bullying him—"

"But don't blame us, it's boring to not be able to go to school, and Ginny is so young - we have to find something to do, right?"

。。。

Anyway, Harry eventually left disappointed - after all, there were too many Weasley children, everyone had a good relationship, and Ginny was still a year younger behind Ron, so it was normal for Ron to be disliked.

Thankfully, the twins eventually gave Harry a pretty good idea before completing the order - they told Harry to find Ginny, who was the only girl in the family, so Ginny would definitely be able to help with that.

Although he didn't think it was reliable, Harry decided to follow the twins' advice and go over to Ginny for help.

At breakfast time, people come and go, and it is not easy to find someone.

After a long time, Harry finally spotted Ginny in the crowd - her fiery red hair helped a lot.

After spotting his target, Harry panted and ran straight towards Ginny, bumping into a few people along the way, but fortunately everyone was Gryffindor, and Harry rushed in front of Ginny with a simple apology - he almost didn't stop because of the speed of the impact, and it was easy to stabilize his body against the wall.

"Whew. Harry gasped as he looked at Ginny, "I'm sorry, Ginny, there's something I need from you—"

Just as Harry was about to say what he needed help with, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong - he was a little closer to Ginny at the moment, and then found that Ginny was all there, and his face suddenly turned red, as if he was about to crash.

Just when he realized that something was wrong and was about to withdraw, a voice that he was extremely familiar with, but which he was the last thing he wanted to hear at the moment, sounded - it was Qiu's.

"Harry—there's your report here, you're quick—" The voice stopped abruptly.

——

"That's the thing, Alan, what can be done now?" said Harry, cautiously.

At the moment, Alan was eating a dessert at the table, and although Harry also had a plate in front of him (which the Hufflepuffs had given him), it was obvious that he had no intention of eating at all.

"Did she quarrel with you?" asked Allen, swallowing the food in his mouth.

"No, she was just surprised, and then said hello, but then I ignored me without saying a word when I spoke to her, and Ben didn't say goodbye to the table—"

"Farewell?"

Harry's face flushed slightly, and he whispered, "She'll kiss me." ”

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Alan suddenly felt the dessert in his mouth turn sour—a strong dog food flavor.

Where is this and who is he?

Why doesn't he, a single dog, want to be an emotional counselor for a pair of loving guys?

So, Alan swallowed the last bite of the red bean cake, and then looked at Harry with a serious expression: "It's hopeless, wait for death, farewell!"

Without waiting for Harry to respond, Alan left the Great Hall, leaving Harry sitting there with a confused expression as he ate and drank at the Hufflepuff table.

——

However, the impact of Rita's letter was limited to that.

Although there was a lot of fabrication about Harry's love life, but at the moment Harry, who has the aura of a Quidditch champion, has successfully immune himself to these harassments - even those small emotional twists and turns have not caused too much trouble, on the contrary, it is probably because the newspaper is blowing too hard, the dog food distributed by the two has become more and more, if it weren't for the fact that the class or something is not in the same classroom at all, then maybe there will be a new reason for Hogwarts to deduct points...

If there was any downside, it was on Ron's side - after learning of Harry's behavior in the morning, Ron and Harry went into a state of cold war and didn't say a word to Harry at all.

In this way, the days passed day by day, tepid.

The original heat about the Warriors gradually subsided slightly, after all, the game hadn't started yet, and the classes and assignments hadn't been canceled, and a single topic couldn't stop Professor McGonagall's thick Transfiguration homework and Snape's poisonous tongue - however, when the first event of the game was about to begin, the heat was stirred up again.

However, this didn't have much impact on Allen, after all, according to a normal game, they would have to know what the game was going to be in the first moment.

But alas—even if Alan didn't pay much attention to it, the information was still sent.

It was sent by Harry, who had taken a break from the business of distributing dog food, and at twelve o'clock on Saturday night, Hagrid invited them to play in the Forbidden Forest.

In fact—by the time Harry handed the words, Alan already knew what to compare.

It's boring - can't the organizers be a little new? Why are they still dragons? or so cheesy - warriors have to be tied to dragons, right?

However, even if he knew what to compare, even if the agreed time was already twelve o'clock, he still had to participate in this invitation, and Hagrid's kindness was there, waiting for them to pass, Alan couldn't help but lose face and leave people over there, right?

It can't be helped, after all, Hagrid's good intentions are here - Alan is complaining while preparing for the night's action, not only does his psychology not fluctuate, but also silently gives a boring evaluation.

——

At half past eleven in the middle of the night, Alan greeted a few people in the dormitory and walked towards the exit of the lounge.

"Hey, Alan - another night patrol?"

"No, I'm a little hungry, I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat. ”

Greeting each other along the way, Alan left the common room and walked towards the castle door, where he and Harry had agreed to meet.

"Hey, Alan, you don't have to patrol today, do you?"

"No, I can't sleep, I'll go out for a walk—you go slowly, I don't want to be caught by Mr. Filch. ”

"Don't worry, you don't have to patrol as a warrior recently, but most of the patrol tasks have been pushed to us - in fact, it's nothing, can we still catch people out of their empty classrooms?"

After a few words with the prefect who was familiar with Allen, he ignored Allen and walked away, and after a round inspection, he was going back to rest.

——

"Hey, Harry, you're early!" Alan greeted Harry in the invisibility cloak over there - he was breathing too loudly and was exposed.

"Don't worry, the night watchman is on the other side, let's go straight - I don't know what Hagrid is doing. Alan pretended not to know, and took a step towards Hagrid's hut.

Due to the approaching of late night, it was pitch black on the grounds. After avoiding the two men chatting in the bushes, Alan led Harry down the lawn towards the light from Hagrid's hut. The huge carriage in Beauxbatons, which was very close to Hagrid's hut, was still brightly lit at the moment—I don't know what it was up to, in fact, when Alan knocked on Hagrid's door with Harry, Mrs. Maxim could still be heard talking in the carriage from afar.

"Alan, why didn't you disguise yourself?" Hagrid was startled by Alan.

"Don't worry," Alan walked in directly with Harry behind him, with a calm face: "I've checked, there are no people who are following, if you meet anyone on the road, it's that they avoid me instead of me avoiding them." ”

Well, being a prefect is to do whatever you want - because the other students don't know about the prefect's duty at all, they just know that if they are caught by the prefect, they will deduct a large amount of house points, although most of the prefects turn a blind eye, but it doesn't mean that anyone will try to challenge the prefect's right to deduct points.

"Well—it's really good that no one sees you. Hagrid made an attempted head-scratching motion, but canceled it halfway through — and that's when Alan had time to look at Hagrid.

There was a sprig of flowers stuck in the buttonhole of his clothes, like a very large artichoke. His hair wasn't as greasy as it had been last - it looked like he wasn't putting machine oil on his head anymore, but he must have spent a lot of time combing his hair, as the teeth of the comb with fresh stubble could still be seen on it.

In short, Hagrid looked like a fool who had fallen in love now—because Alan had already remembered what he was going to do tonight.

Quite simply, talk about each other's interests, and since Hagrid likes dragons more, he decides to go on a romantic date in front of dragons - probably.

Although Alan wanted to complain about something, the thousand words finally converged into one sentence, forget it, he was happy.

Maybe other giants will eat this set.

As for missing the question or something-anyway, everyone knows it in the end, and they are still worried about running the same line.

He didn't care, but Harry had a worried look on his face - after all, Hagrid had made too many moths, and if Dumbledore hadn't trusted him too much, and Hagrid hadn't caused any irreparable disaster, maybe Hagrid would have been fired a long time ago.

"Alright, Alan, you can hide too, it's better to hide with Harry," Hagrid pretended to be mysterious, "Don't worry, I'll show you something good later." ”

Alan clearly saw Harry's frightened expression, and it was clear that Harry's memories were telling him that the so-called good things were also determined by people.

However, Hagrid didn't see Harry's expression trembling with fear at all, he pushed the door open, glanced at the two of them, and took the lead to walk out, while Alan sneaked up and followed, and then Harry walked to the end in the invisibility cloak.

However, Hagrid did not walk directly towards the Forbidden Forest, but instead walked towards Beauxbatons' carriage.

As he knocked three times on the door with the two crossed golden wands emblazoned.

Madame Maxim opened the door. She had a silk shawl around her broad shoulders—and she smiled slightly at the sight of Hagrid.

"Ah, Hagrid...... Is the time up?"

"Good evening. Hagrid said, smiling at her as he stretched out a hand to help her down the golden steps.

Oh no, oh my God, I didn't come out at night to eat dog food - this is still an extra family bucket level!!