Most of the students were a little indignant about the Goblet of Fire, but that didn't include the Gryffindor House group of lions.

As Harry and Hermione walked all the way to the common room, the portrait was opened, and the sudden noise that reached their ears shook them and nearly fell on their backs.

Then, all he knew was that he had been dragged into the common room by about a dozen hands, facing the entire Gryffindor house. They were all screaming, cheering, whistling.

Obviously, the little lions who have always been united are always more excited than unwilling about the fact that there are two warriors in their own academy.

"You should have told us you signed up!" Fred Weasley yelled. He looked half annoyed, half excited.

"How can you make it through without growing a beard?" George Weasley did the same.

"I didn't," Harry said, "I don't know how-"

Harry didn't think he knew how to explain it, because he was in a daze! Hermione, on the other hand, hung her head, letting her tousled hair cover her face.

Angelina rushed up to them in a whirlwind and said, "Oh, if it can't be me, at least I'm a Gryffindor—"

"Yes! It's better than having Hufflepuff's Diggory be a Warrior, Harry! Screamed Katie Bale, who is also a chaser for the Gryffindor team.

"We've got something to eat, Harry, Hermione, come over and eat—"

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten enough at the banquet—"

Hermione walked through the crowd without saying a word, leaving everyone behind and heading to the girls' dormitory.

However, it was the boys who had the most trouble, especially the Weasley twins. They didn't seem to feel the right fit to stop Hermione, so they all targeted Harry.

No one wants to hear him say that he is not hungry, no one wants to hear him say that he did not put his name in the goblet, and no one seems to notice him or be in the mood to celebrate it.

Everyone wondered how he managed to do it, how he had cheated Dumbledore's age line and put his name in the goblet......

"I don't know," he said over and over again, "I don't know what's going on. ”

But everyone didn't pay any attention to it, as if he hadn't said anything.

"I'm tired!" After about half an hour, he finally couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "No, seriously, George—I want to go to bed—"

Harry would have liked to see Ron, his best friend would always understand him, but he didn't seem to be in the common room.

Harry insisted he needed to sleep, nearly knocking the Creevey brothers to the ground as they tried to intercept him at the top of the staircase. In the end, he finally got rid of the crowd and hurried upstairs to the dormitory.

To his great relief, he found Ron and Kai lying on the bed, and he was the only one in the dormitory. Ron looked up as Harry slammed the door shut.

"Where have you been?" Harry said.

"Oh, hello." Ron said.

Ron had a smile on his face, but it was a very awkward, reluctant smile.

Harry suddenly realized that he was still wearing the bright red Gryffindor flag that Lee Jordan had just tied to him. He tried to take it off quickly, but the knot was tightly tied.

Ron lay motionless on the bed, watching Harry struggle to untie the flag.

"So," Ron said when Harry finally took off the flag and threw it in the corner, "congratulations...... I mean, congratulations. ”

"What do you mean by that, congratulations?" Harry said as he looked at Ron.

At this point, Ron's smile was clearly not quite right, and he looked at Harry as if he were looking at something unrelated.

"Nothing...... No one else crossed the age line," Ron said, "not even Fred and George." What did you and Hermione use - the Cloak of Invisibility? ”

"There's no way the Cloak of Invisibility will allow us to cross that line." Harry looked at Ron's expression, and a feeling of discomfort came over him.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ron said, "I thought you guys were using the Cloak of Invisibility together...... Because the invisibility cloak can cover two people at the same time, isn't it? So, you've found something else, right? ”

"Listen," said Harry, "I didn't put my name in that goblet, and I don't think Hermione either—she was depressed today, and wouldn't talk to anyone. ”

Ron raised an eyebrow.

"yes, none of you have ...... Who could that be? Ron squeezed out a smile and said dryly, "Who would help someone become a warrior for no reason?" ”

Ron's tone was strange, as if he was thinking about Harry, but also with a hint of inexplicable discomfort.

"Why would they do that?"

"I don't know," said Harry, who he thought sounded sensational, like acting, "to kill me." ”

Ron's eyebrows were raised so high that it seemed like they were about to disappear into his hair.

"It's okay, you know, you can tell me the truth." He said, "If you don't want people to know, that's fine, but I don't understand why you're lying, you're not in trouble for that, are you?" ”

"That friend of the Fat Lady, that Violet, she has told us all that Dumbledore has made you selected. Yes, yes, you, and Hermione, a thousand Galleons, right? And you don't have to take the year-end exams......"

"I didn't put my name in that goblet!" Harry said, starting to get annoyed.

"yes, well," Ron pursed his lips, "but you mentioned this morning that you said you could do it last night and no one would see you...... You know, I'm not a fool. ”

"You do make that impression on me right now." Harry said angrily.

"Really?" Whether reluctant or sincere, the smile on Ron's face was now gone, "Seriously, I'm sorry I've misunderstood Maca in the past - I'm very sorry. Although he always does things mysteriously, he never plays with others when he should be above board! ”

With that, he jerked the curtain over to cover his four-poster bed, leaving Harry alone to stand by the door, staring at the crimson curtain in a daze.

He had expected a few people to believe him, and one of them was behind the tent.

It was a long time after tossing and turning in bed before Harry finally fell asleep in a daze.

However, Ron, who was on the other side, kept staring at the curtain, and in his heart, there was endless boredom.

"Harry and Hermione...... Harry and Hermione...... Why is this happening? They left me behind and became warriors together...... Why is this happening? ”

It was as if there were countless bugs crawling in his mind, and he wanted to scratch it, but he couldn't. This disturbed mind was driving him crazy.

All night, Ron's bloodshot eyes weren't asleep.

……

On the other hand, Hermione had been burying herself in the quilt since she returned to her bedroom, motionless.

She didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't know what she was supposed to think, her mind went blank.

The feeling of being wronged was too uncomfortable, and it was exactly the principle she adhered to, without any reason or warning. It was as if she had been hit by a bomb, and she was caught off guard, and she didn't have time to think about anything.

It turns out that no matter how smart she is, she is just an extremely strong girl. Faced with a sudden grievance, she even forgot how to deal with it.

Until late at night, her roommate couldn't persuade her and went back to bed, when suddenly a slight noise broke the silence of the night.

Hermione didn't move, for she had been immersed in a blank inner world, and she hadn't heard it at all.

However, the noise continued, as if something was knocking on the window. It kept ringing, as if no one was going to give up.

Hermione, who was under the covers, finally noticed the movement, and she moved slightly, lifting the quilt and looking blankly towards the bedroom window.

It was a long time before she recognized that it was an owl she had never seen before, and that it seemed to have some kind of package under its talons.

Hermione pushed the quilt aside, only to realize that she had slipped into the covers without changing her clothes at all.

She pursed her lips, stroked her crumpled robe, and walked to the window to let the owl in.

The owl cooed, dropped the package, turned and flew away.

Hermione looked out the window, and it was as dark as usual at Hogwarts at night, and in mid-air, a crescent moon was hanging silently in the clouds.

She lifted the package in the faint moonlight and looked left and right, only to find that there was no sender signing, only a lone "For Miss Hermione Granger" scribbled at the very bottom of the package.

"Who sent the package?"

Hermione, with some doubt, opened the package.

It was three glowing vials of black **, which were tied together and very carefully packed in a large box filled with cotton. At the top of the box, there is also a small card.

On the back of the card, the use of these three potions is described in detail, and it is repeatedly noted that "only for self-defense, do not use it lightly".

And on the front of the card, two sentences are written:

"Stay away from strife and preserve yourself."

"It's a little late, happy birthday."

Hermione bit her lower lip, tears unconsciously overflowing from her eyes.

"Where is 'a little late', it is clearly more than a month late!" She wiped away her tears, but a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

Yes, although her birthday will always be forgotten, and she has always shown that she doesn't care. But there is one person who has not been missed once, and that is Maca.

But how did Hermione know that Maca, who has always paid attention to maintaining the relationship between friends, rarely misses other people's birthdays. Even Dumbledore, he had bothered to find out what his birthday was!

For four years in a row, Dumbledore had received woollen socks of different styles.