Come on, Ivan, you can do it, we won't bother you! George patted Ivan on the shoulder, then left with Fred shoulder to shoulder.

Ivan couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but he didn't bother to stop them to explain, so he simply let them think and went straight back to the bedroom.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Ivan heard a commotion from inside before he could enter.

When I got closer, I realized that it was Ron, Harry, Seamus and others discussing the Warriors for the Triwizard Tournament, and even Neville said a few words weakly.

It seems that the little wizard who expects this honor will be more than he imagined.

Ivan shook his head secretly, except for Hermione, everyone else probably forgot about the dangers that Dumbledore had mentioned, and if they knew that the first event of the Triwizard Tournament was Fire Dragonfighting, they didn't know if they could afford to mention such an interest.

"Ivan, have you and George figured out a way to break the age limit?" When Ron saw Ivan come in, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Harry, Seamus and the others also looked at Ivan expectantly.

"Not yet, how can it be so easy?" Ivan hesitated for a moment, and his expression was free.

Although he already has some clues, he doesn't plan to reveal them.

First, the Triwizard Tournament is too dangerous, and it is also related to Voldemort's resurrection plan, and even Cedric, the leader among the graduates, is hanging, which is really not something that a fourth-year wizard can handle.

Second, he felt that Ron's big mouth was really unreliable, and Seamus was a bard with a mouth full of trains, and many of his legendary deeds were blown out by Seamus!

If they knew how to break the age limit, it wouldn't be a few days before the whole school spread the word!

When it reaches Dumbledore's ears, he will definitely close this loophole, and in this case, Ivan feels like he is going to be blind!

So he just casually mentioned that George and Fred seemed to be going to try it with an age-booster to divert the attention of Harry and the others...

"Age-enhancing agents? That's a good idea! Ron's eyes lit up, and he immediately said that if George could succeed, he would do the same!

Ivan didn't join Harry and the others in the discussion, but walked over to his suitcase and took out a piece of parchment full of revisions.

He had written it last night, and he hadn't had enough time to hand it over to Althea himself because he was up too late to-day.

"Dobby!" Ivan clapped his hands and shouted.

The next moment, Dobby, the house-elf, was summoned and appeared in the open space next to him.

Ivan placed the parchment in the envelope and handed it over. "Give this to my mother, prepare some food, and bring it to me at ten o'clock in the evening!"

"Yes, sir!" Dobby nodded his head, took the thing, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in place.

.......

At nine-fifty o'clock, there was silence in the Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

The fatigue accumulated after a day of riding the train made the energetic little wizards have to go to bed early.

Ivan got out of bed lightly, so as not to wake Harry and the others, who were already asleep, and slowly opened the door and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

Outside the window, there was a loud thunder, and the raindrops the size of beans hit the glass with a rattling sound.

Relying on his good eyesight, Ivan could see clearly in the dark, and after entering the lounge, he waved his wand with precision and lit the fireplace.

“Incendio！ (Flame Blazing)"

The orange flames rose to banish the cold and darkness of the rainy night, and Ivan walked to the armchair in front of the fireplace and sat down, and Dobby duly brought the plates to the table in front of Ivan.

"Strange, it's already ten o'clock, hasn't Hermione arrived yet?" Ivan looked at the clock and muttered to himself in some confusion.

Just as Ivan wondered if Hermione had forgotten this, he heard a noise from the stairs above.

After about a few seconds, Hermione, dressed in her dressing gown, walked down the stairs, her face flushed in the glow of the fireplace.

"It's so late, what are you calling me out for?" Hermione looked left and right, and saw that there were only two people in the lounge, Ivan and asked softly.

"You haven't eaten all night, aren't you hungry now?" Ivan smiled and pointed to some snacks on the table and spoke. "Whoa! This is for you! ”

After Ivan's reminder, Hermione noticed that there were several snack plates on the table.

As Ivan said, after an afternoon of hunger and a night, the little witch was already hungry, and she only held on to it with a breath of gloss.

But even so, Hermione didn't do it immediately, but hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice. "Did you get these snacks from the kitchen?"

Apparently the little witch still had some mind the food made through "slave labor".

"I made Dobby do it, isn't that slave labor? I've been paid! Ivan, of course, knew Hermione's thoughts, so he spread his hands and spoke.

"Of course not!" A slight smile tugged at the corners of Hermione's mouth, and her brown eyes stared at Ivan for a moment, then whispered "thank you."

"Eat it quickly, it'll be cold later!" Ivan also replied with a smile.

"Yes!" Hermione nodded, happily sat down beside Ivan, picked up a piece of syrup and fruit pie and ate it in small bites, slowly, not at all like usual.

Ivan sat next to him, just watching, and occasionally accompanied him to eat a few pieces.

The little witch seemed to have only been bathing for a short time, and there was a pleasant smell spread from her body, which made Ivan's nose itch a little.

Hermione looked a little helpless by Ivan's gaze, and her cheeks were hot from the warm breeze of the stove.

She turned her face away slightly, busily changing the subject, complaining to Ivan about the ridicule she had been made at when she had returned to her dorm and had been ridiculed for explaining to Parvati the idea of anti-discrimination against house-elves.

Although she said something unhappy, Hermione had a sweet smile on her face, and Ivan had forgotten to write to her before, and she had long since put it aside.

Ivan was able to take into account that she might be hungry, and specially prepared snacks in the evening, which made Hemin's heart warm.

She even thought that Ivan must have been in a hurry during the summer vacation, and she didn't deliberately forget to send the letter, just like last time...

"Sir! Your snacks! Dobby took the last two plates of snacks to the table, then picked up the empty plates.

Dobby's arrival interrupted Hermione's wandering thoughts.

The little witch remembered the "great cause" of anti-discrimination again, she looked at Dobby, then at Ivan, and said with emotion. "If only all wizards could treat house-elves the way you do with Dobby!"

(PS: Although I don't know if anyone will read a book on the eve of the college entrance examination, the angel still has to say: Come on the college entrance examination!) I wish you all the best of luck! ）