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After Bagman left, Ron immediately said to Harry and Qiming with an excited face,

"There are two events left! If you want me to say, the final champion must be one of the two of you, Krum is still a rival, but we have the two of you on our side, we will definitely be able to beat him! Fleur is far worse than you, just a vase!"

"You think she's like a vase now, Ron. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hermione said sarcastically.

Ron looked at her with a strange face, then at Qiming, and didn't speak, but Hermione's face turned red inexplicably.

That night, when they walked into the Gryffindor common room, there was a sudden burst of cheers and uproar.

Tables and chairs are piled high with small mountains of cakes, and jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer. These were all smuggled by George and Fred from the kitchen.

Lee Jordan even set off some fireworks in the lounge, and many stars and sparks flashed in the air.

Dean, who is good at drawing, hung several eye-catching banners in the common room, some of which depicted Harry flying around the dragon on a broomstick, and a few of which depicted Qiming transforming into a golden eagle and fighting the tree hornet dragon at close range.

Everyone was very happy, Harry and Qiming became the focus, everyone kept cheering for the two, even Hermione couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, her face immediately became rosy, and later, Qiming had to snatch the wine glass from her hand, and helped the girl to the door of the girls' dormitory, and watched her stagger in.

Next, Qiming did not continue to participate in the celebration, and the warm atmosphere in the lounge made him a little uncomfortable, so he went out for a walk alone.

Hogwarts does not allow students to walk around the hallways after half past nine p.m., and every night at this time, Filch, the caretaker, patrols the hallways with his cat, Lady Loris, to catch the students who sneak out.

But this one was not binding on Qiming, who shuttled freely through the corridors, all the way out of the castle to the open space outside.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on Qiming's body, casting everything with a layer of silver brilliance.

November nights in the UK were already very cold, but for Qiming, such cold did not mean anything.

In the bitter cold wind, Qiming walked slowly along the small steps.

Suddenly, his steps paused, then quickened, and soon he was on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Come out!"

Qiming said. When he said this, there was silence all around, and there was no one.

Qiming sneered and said:

"Do you think I'm cheating on you? Come out, your hiding methods are very clever, but just now, you were exposed. ”

"I didn't expect you, whose power was completely sealed, to have such a keen insight, but you just accidentally wanted to sneeze and you found out. You pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and you play really slippery. ”

In the air, a voice rang out. At the same time, with a ripple like water, a figure appeared out of thin air five meters in front of Qiming's body.

"It's you!"

Qiming said in surprise, the person who came was none other than him, he looked exactly like him, who else could there be except his copy.

Seeing Qiming's reaction, for some reason, a trace of surprise appeared on the clone's face, and then he seemed to remember something, nodded and acquiesced:

"That's right, it's me. ”

"What are you doing in this world?"

Qi Ming said in a cold voice, he knows the ability of the clone very well, the spatial light of the mind is even more clever than the folded space of Zhao Fukong, from "Resident Evil 2" to now, several horror movies have passed, and the ability of the clone to evolve through the plane Qi Ming does not feel strange.

"I've always been in this world. ”

The clone looked at Qiming and said with a strange expression.

Qiming sneered and said:

"What are you kidding! aren't you on the Demon Team?"

Because the soul is too close to the high-dimensional space, Qiming has always been able to communicate with the clone at the level of spiritual power, so Qiming is very clear about the movement of the clone, but only after arriving in this world, because the power was sealed, he lost contact with the clone.

"Demon team?"

A flash of memory flashed in the clone's eyes,

"Just assume I'm on the Demon Team. ”

Qiming didn't hear the meaning of the clone's words, or rather, he didn't want to hear it at all.

"What the hell are you doing in this world, killing me?"

Qiming said coldly.

The clone glanced at him, did not answer, and slowly rose into the air, as he said:

"Come to China, go there and find me, and you will get the answers you want. ”

With that, the whole person turned into a streamer and disappeared into the distant sky.

"Damn, play mystery with Lao Tzu, shit!"

Looking at the sky where the clone disappeared, Qiming scolded and said that if it weren't for the loss of strength, he would now be eager to catch up and rub the clone's face on the ground. He's not a fool, and if he can't see that all this has something to do with the clones, then he doesn't have to continue to struggle in the reincarnation world, just wipe his neck.

Now, he has one more reason to go to China, but the mission of the Lord God has allowed him to win the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament, and it is better for him to stay here until the game is over.

With the end of the first project, the schedule returned to normal, and Qiming began to skip grades again, and in the next less than three weeks, Qiming completed the fourth grade final exams of a series of courses such as Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Charms, and Herbal Medicine, and successfully skipped to the fifth grade.

Now, there was only one course left in his fourth year, Transfiguration, for which he had already finished his final exam, but Professor McGonagall just wouldn't let him pass it, forcing him to stay in fourth year.

According to her, although Qiming passed the final exam, he did not have enough credits and could not be promoted to the grade.

"You are the most talented wizard I have ever met, Mr. Qiming, in every way, I have to say, your level of transfiguration is very high, many seventh grade students are not as good as you, but your attendance is not qualified, fifth grade is O.W.L.S, if you can't get rid of the habit of sleeping in class, I can't let you go to fifth grade and affect the learning of other students. ”

So, in today's Transfiguration class, Qiming rarely didn't sleep, he wanted to make a good impression on McGonagall, and let him apply to complete the fourth grade and be promoted to the fifth grade.

And the same today, Qiming found that he seemed to have forgotten one thing:

"The Santa Ball is just around the corner – it's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to mingle with foreign guests. The dance is only open to students from the fourth grade onwards - but if you wish, you can invite a junior student to attend - "

Professor McGonagall's words made Qiming finally think about the Triwizard Tournament Ball, an event that was the focus of the original book, Qiming had been focusing on the study of magic, and completely forgot about it, and he also remembered that as a warrior, it seemed that he needed to lead the dance.

To jump, or not to jump, that's a question.