While Alan was immersed in his study of Dementors, Harry was restless and depressed.

Harry was treated like a hero when he returned to Gryffindor, and the Gryffindors enthusiastically stuffed the food into his arms, and everyone asked how he had thrown his name into the Goblet of Fire.

He explained over and over again that he didn't know what was going on.

But no one wanted to hear him say that he was not hungry, no one wanted to hear him say that he had not put his name in the goblet, and no one seemed to notice that he was not in the mood to celebrate it at all......

What made him most desperate was that when he returned to his dorm room, thinking he could have a good chat with Ron about this strange thing, Ron questioned him with a look that was both strange and familiar to him.

Familiar because the expression on Ron's face was exactly the same when he talked about Alan, and strange because it was strange

"It's okay, you know, you can tell me the truth. Harry recalled the way Ron said that, but it was a very awkward smile, "If you don't want people to know, fine, but I don't understand why you're lying, you didn't get in trouble for that, did you? A thousand Galleons, isn't it? And you can choose not to take Defence Against the Dark Arts class......"

Harry crouched down in despair and clutched his head.

He had expected at least a few people to believe in him, and one of them was Ron.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" a surprised female ascendant sounded.

"Hermione......" Harry didn't know how to express his heart for a while, the last time he had a serious conversation with Hermione seemed to be a long time ago.

"Why wasn't Ron with you?" Hermione looked around suspiciously.

"Ron, he asked me how I ended up throwing my name into the Goblet of Fire—" Harry muttered.

"Oh, I see. Hermione flicked her long, unkempt hair back, "Harry, he's just jealous. ”

Hermione's voice didn't rise and fall much, but the factual tone made Harry feel more and more that she was telling the truth.

"Think about it," said Hermione patiently, "he's the most inconspicuous one at home, and at school, it's always you who gets everyone's attention, and he doesn't get any attention. ”

Hermione paused, tilted her head, and looked at Harry's expression. There was no angry look on Harry's face, and he stared blankly at Hermione.

So Hermione continued: "It's understandable that compared to you, he's a little transparent, compared to me, he's a scumbag, and compared to Allen...... Hmph!"

Hermione didn't say the rest of the word, but Harry couldn't help but nod his head.

"Alan and I have drifted apart from him, and it's just you, as his best friend, and so famous - every time someone sees you, he's left out in the cold, and I think this time he probably can't take it anymore......"

"Did he mean to say that?" Harry's voice sounded extremely bitter, and the closer he got there, the deeper the wound became.

Hermione patted him on the shoulder, giving silent comfort.

"Hermione, do you believe me?" asked Harry looking up suddenly.

"Of course I know you didn't sign up yourself. Realizing that her next words might be hurtful, Hermione swallowed the phrase "You don't have that ability yet" into her stomach.

Harry's eyes moistened as he took Hermione's words as a wholehearted trust in himself.

"Harry, I believe in you too. Ginny stepped out of the corner.

Hermione was embarrassed to hear Ginny talking about Ron in front of Harry. She smiled unnaturally at Ginny, but Ginny didn't care.

"You know, Ron, he's like that sometimes, he's jealous, he's jealous, but he's not bad. Ginny explained for Ron.

"Harry, I'm sure you didn't put your name in it, just look at the look on your face at the time, full of disbelief. Ginny stepped forward and hugged Harry.

A smile appeared on Hermione's face, Ginny was such a clever witch who knew how to take chances. She'd been in love with Harry for so long, and now was the perfect time to brush Harry's affections.

By the time Alan came out of the tower, it was already time for dinner.

He hurried to the Great Hall, he didn't want to eat the leftovers of others.

"Hey, Alan. Alan stopped, it was Cedric.

"Alan, congratulations on becoming a Hogwarts Champion. I wanted to congratulate you last night, but you left too late. Cedric's expression was very sincere.

This made Allen's smile more and more sincere. Although Cedric has lost his reputation as a champion of Hogwarts, he has also lost his life.

Alan's appearance was warmly welcomed by the young wizards of Hogwarts, who were more willing to believe that Alan was the true warrior of Hogwarts than Harry.

Unlike Alan, who earned the respect of the young wizards of Hogwarts for his strength, Harry felt the disgust and dissatisfaction of the young wizards. Coupled with Ron's falling out with him, Hermione had long since walked away from them, and even though Ginny showed trust in him, Harry still felt extremely lonely.

He wanted to go to Hagrid for some warmth, but Hagrid had been uncharacteristically lately, not only wearing suits and leather shoes, but also wearing a bow tie and cologne.

Harry observed Alan and had to admit that Alan was more of a warrior than him, with a handsome appearance, a personable temperament, and a world-renowned reputation......

In just a few days, he had seen more than once girls begging Alan to sign their school bags.

And it was thanks to Pansy of Slytherin that Harry was motivated to go from low to angry.

When he went to the Potions class, which had tormented him, he found the Slytherin students waiting outside the classroom, each with a large badge pinned to the front of their robes.

Harry didn't react for a moment, but when he got closer, he could see that the badges were all printed with the same words, and the bright red letters shone in the dim light of the underground corridor, as if they were on fire:

Support Alan Harris –

The strongest warrior at Hogwarts!

"Do you like it, Potter?" Pansy exclaimed as Harry approached, "What other tricks do they have—look!"

She pressed the badge hard against her chest, and the words on it disappeared, and then another line appeared, shining green:

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