"It is not allowed to use truth-spitting on students for no reason. Hermione muttered, "He might just want to test it?" she stammered.

"You're right, Miss Granger. Snape appeared behind Hermione like a ghost, and said grimly.

"Gryffindor deducts twenty points, and the students get distracted in class, discussing things that are not relevant to the lesson. Snape showed no mercy in deducting twenty points. "Besides, if you're afraid, then you can choose not to eat tonight, then I can't do anything. He said mockingly.

"Miss Jack-of-all-trades, if you don't take it right away, it's likely to fail, am I right?" Snape asked with a sneering glance at them, then snatched the empty crystal bottle from Harry's unresisting hand and stuffed it into his long gray robes.

Harry had really been trying to prevent Snape from not eating dinner that night, and he still suspected that Snape was trying something against him.

George and Fred finally sneaked into the cellar where the house-elf was staying, and helped him bring him a few breads to satisfy his hunger, so that he could spend the night.

After that, they took Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and it has to be said that someone imitated it vividly, and at this time, the real Moody returned to his rightful post, and everyone didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Harry's impression of Moody's missing handful of gray hair seemed to have grown overnight.

He even wondered if he had hallucinated before.

If he knew that there was a hair growth elixir that accelerated the growth of hair, maybe he wouldn't doubt himself.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is June, and the atmosphere in the castle is beginning to be restless, because on the 24th of this month, the last event of the Triwizard Tournament will begin, and many students are enthusiastically discussing who will spend the final Goblet of Fire.

Fleur and Krum spend most of their time in their respective carriages and boats, occasionally visiting the Hogwarts library in preparation for the game.

"Harry, the third project is the labyrinth, so we'll have to learn the orientation charm first, and it will automatically point you in the right direction. Hermione picked up a few more tomes and began to look up the information.

They were now in their break room discussing what to do with the third project, it was summer, and the marble fireplace that had been burning red and providing warmth for everyone had long since been extinguished, causing the scarlet around to become a little dull.

"We also need to learn a few lethal spells, both against objects and people. Hermione said, "In the former, the maze may run into a dead end, and it might be a good idea to break down the obstacles directly." ”

"As for the latter, it's better to understand, whether it's defending the opponent or taking the initiative to attack in order to eliminate them first, as long as it's within a certain limit, it should be allowed by the rules, so we have to put spell practice on the agenda. ”

After that, the three of them began to practice in some of the more secluded places of the castle, and the most used place was Hagrid's hut, where Sirius seemed to have taken root, and he did not leave.

As Harry's godfather, he naturally welcomes them very much.

When Harry was attacking, it was often Ron who was targeted, and when Harry was defending, it was Sirius who attacked him, or Hermione, and after practicing for a while, Harry did feel that he had made a lot of progress.

"I feel like I've fought a lot. At the end, Ron quipped.

During this time, Hogwarts also began to conduct final exams one after another, and as one of the preferential treatments of warriors, they could not take the final exams. He sat at the back of the classroom for each exam, looking for useful mantras for the third project.

Coincidentally, on the day of the competition, almost all the students' exams also ended on that day.

On the day of the game, Malfoy and Pansy had finished breakfast in the auditorium, and the former rushed to the conference room next to the auditorium, because Snape had given him a notice: "The relatives of the Warriors have been invited to watch the finals, you can meet each other." ”

And Narcissa is also quite concerned about this, and she has long been unknown to how many letters she has written to her precious son.

"Draco, aren't you nervous?" As soon as Malfoy walked into the room, Narcissa spotted her precious son, rushed in front of him, and pinched his shoulder, "Look, Draco, you must have lost so much weight because you were preparing for the competition!" Narcissa said exaggeratedly.

"I think it was okay before, Mom, you said that, but it made me a little nervous. Malfoy smiled helplessly and said to Narcissa.

"It's not hard for my son, is it?" said Lucius, looking up at Malfoy at this time, and said proudly.

He wore an extremely formal and expensive dress today, the craftsmanship was quite exquisite, and the snake-shaped silver-plated cane that he often held in his hand seemed to have been polished again, and from time to time it reflected a dazzling silver light, which looked extravagant.

Before his son arrived in the conference room, he was looking at the murals on the walls of the room.

In the other corner of the room, Victor Krum spoke fast Bulgarian to his dark-haired parents, who had inherited his father's hooked nose, in a corner of the room.

On the other side, Fleur is chattering in French with her mother, a beautiful blonde woman whose two daughters have almost inherited her beautiful looks.

Fleur's little sister, Gabrielle, took her mother's hand and looked up at her sister's conversation with her mother.

As for Harry's family, it will naturally not be the Dursleys, but Aunt Vernon hates this kind of thing that has to do with "magic" the most, and his wife, who may be eager to come here to see it, can only refuse for the sake of face and other reasons.

Of course, Dumbledore would not allow and agree that Muggles who do not accept magic will come to Hogwarts to visit, and if they are the parents of enlightened Hermione, maybe they can.

According to one of the provisions of the International Secrecy Act, the identity of a wizard cannot be disclosed to Muggles, and an exception to this article is the immediate family of a wizard of the hemp species.

Of course not.

And who else could Harry's family be?

In the corner opposite where the Lucius couple were, Mrs. Weasley was smiling and waving at Harry, who had just entered.

"I didn't expect that!" said Mrs. Weasley enthusiastically. Harry stepped forward with a smile, "We wanted to come and watch you play, Harry!" and she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and began to talk to him.

The four warriors at this time happened to occupy the four corners of the room and divided into four groups.