The battle was over, and by the next day, the Cowling Junction was still under the control of the living men of Lordaeron......

When the Dreadlord was burned half of his body and fled in panic, and when Hermione, who was angry, bombarded the last five shattered fires left on her magic book into the densest area of the undead and ignited an even bigger fire, the undead who had lost their organization and control quickly collapsed, and the important town of Cowling Junction was barely defended.

According to the rough statistics of the soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield in Lordaeron, they burned at least five thousand or so undead 'corpses'! Of course, it may not be a corpse, at most it can only be the 'body' of the undead? Because, for every undead who can move, they are in fact already a corpse in the actual sense, and their stenching things are not living creatures at all, they can just continue to move.

So

If you add the undead who were burned to ashes by that Granger witch with that terrifying huge fireball, in this defense battle at Cowling Crossing, they killed a total of nearly 10,000 or so undead of all kinds, although most of them were fragile skeletons and slow-moving zombies, but this was also a great and exciting victory for the Lordaeron soldiers at Cowling Crossing!

It's just that after the undead knight saw that he couldn't take advantage of it and led some of the elite undead to withdraw and disappear, the scattered undead still wandered around the Cowling intersection, and from time to time they broke into the vicinity of the town at the Cowling intersection, launching that kind of senseless raid on the town...... Therefore, at this time, except for the town, which was protected by Lordaeron's soldiers with simple earthwork and wooden fortifications, it was still not completely safe outside.

Correspondingly, while destroying nearly half of the incoming undead and repelling the terrible and arrogant demon to victory, Lordaeron's defenders also paid the price of nearly 500 soldiers plus the death of the beautiful witch named Fleur Delacour!

By now, the ashes of the fallen soldiers and the witch's ashes had been buried this afternoon, on the hill less than two hundred meters from the town of Kaulin Road.

Here, wooden planks and stone tablets are planted in front of the mounds, and the heroic warriors are all burned into handfuls of gray ashes and blessed by the paladins with holy light, completely eliminating the possibility of being excavated, infested and reused by the undead! And now, the mounds and wooden plaques here in this hill speak volumes about how cruel and ruthless this battle against the plague of the undead is......

At this moment, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, the warriors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, were standing silently at the bottom of the hill, next to the lone tree, standing silently in front of a small mound......

Because

In front of the two of them, it was the grave of their companion, their friend, and Harry's war lover Fleur, and the rather beautiful stone tombstone.

As one of the leaders of the Knights of the Silver Hand, a noble wizard who came to the kingdom of Lordaeron and helped the people of Lordaeron fight against the undead and finally died at the intersection of Cowling, as one of the leaders of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the reasonable Davey Croford Paladin specially made people choose the best location here, and specially erected a stone tombstone, which was also engraved:

?? Fleur Delacour??

November 30, 1982 - Dark Gate February 14, 20

She is a brave and venerable sorcerer from the distant Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who fought and died with more than 500 valiant soldiers of Lordaeron in the 'Battle of Cowling's Crossing' against the undead and demons.

……

The two of them stood silently in front of the small mound where a bouquet of flowers was placed, looking at the tombstones inscribed on it in the common script of the humans of the world of Azeroth, and then the two of them were still very strangely able to understand the tombstone silently, neither of them spoke first, just stood like this, motionless.

That paladin David Croford had a perfect arrangement for Fleur, anyway, whether it was Hermione or Harry, who didn't know what mood he was in at this time, neither of them was dissatisfied with this, after all, the other party was able to arrange it all in one day, what else could they say?

“……”

I don't know how long it took, but finally, Harry, who seemed to be petrified, finally moved...... He pursed his lips and exhaled a deep breath before slowly turning around.

"You know what?"

"Hermione, I'm suddenly hating that Professor Annie, and I'm hating that Triwizard Tournament......"

Or could it be said that he was not just hateful, but at the same time with deep hatred and disgust?

Because, he now felt, it all seemed to be the little girl's fault!

If it weren't for the fact that the other party insisted on giving them a way to play and try in this dangerous and crazy world, if they hadn't given them a way to leave, and let them experience the wandering and endless battles between life and death in this dangerous world every day, how could they have lost Fleur so quickly, and the heroic and Quidditch World Cup star Krum?

So, at this moment, the deep hatred and boundless remorse that had been brewing in his heart Harry was not completely unreasonable.

“……”

Looking up at Harry, who was subconsciously clenching his fists, Hermione opened her mouth, but in the end she still couldn't speak, just silently stood here with the other party, silently looking at Fleur's tombstone.

Because, she herself is also a little incomprehensible......

Hermione had long felt that the world was really too dangerous for their students, otherwise Krum and Fleur, who were in seventh grade, would not have died here one after another...... In fact, Hermione also felt that this place was also an extremely dangerous world for most wizards, even those like the Aurors! Even their headmaster, the strongest in the wizarding world like Professor Dumbledore, would have a hard time coming into this world, right?

But

Although she thought so, now that they were still in this world and had not yet completed their mission and found a way back, they always had to cheer up and struggle to survive, and in this situation and situation, it was useless to complain about others, because it would not do her or Harry any good to do so.

However, there was no way for her to explain this kind of thing to Harry at this time, so she could only let the other party slowly figure it out.

Ay......

"Harry?"

After waiting for a while, Hermione, who finally couldn't help herself, sighed inwardly before reaching out and carefully handing a roll of parchment and a cloak folded together into Harry's hand.

"Give!"

"This is all the high-level spells and techniques you asked me for earlier, and this Fleur's shadow cloak, we don't know what happened to her wand, and she can't be found after dawn, maybe someone accidentally burned it as firewood, right?"

"And ......"

"If there's anything you don't understand about those spells, just ask me directly."

Those were the advanced spells that the other party had asked her for before, most of them were combat-related or helpful spells that were required for fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh graders, and they were all recalled by Hermione one and written down in detail on the parchment.

The Cloak of Shadows, which could be invisible at night, the one from the goblins, and now a relic of Fleur, was also in Harry's hands.

Anyway, that's all she can do to help the other party......

Her embroidered deep-sea bag also contained a lot of miscellaneous items and potions, all of which were some of the goblin's goods, and after Captain Redpath of Daron County paid the goblin a large sum of gold coins on her behalf, the other party never came to ask her for the goods and discuss compensation, so they could keep those things, including the agility shoes on Harry's feet and the shadow cloak she handed over now.

“……”

"Hermione ......"

Looking at what the other party had stuffed into his hands, and then at the mound of dirt in front of him, Harry always felt as if his chest was blocked by something, and he couldn't help but think of everything he had spent with Fleur these days, especially when Hermione left them and headed for Daron County, he and Fleur had a great time.

It was at that time that he gradually began to get to know the senior sister from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who was three years older than him.

"What's wrong?"

Hermione didn't know why the other party was calling her, but knowing that the other party was in a bad mood right now, she hurriedly answered.

"If I ever had a chance to meet her, I would have asked her face to face why she did that!"

"If I don't have a chance...... Hermione, you're going to have to help me ask her why she did that, why she threw us in such a horrible place, why did you kill Fleur and Krum?! ”

Harry clutched the parchment and the cloak folded together in his hand in hatred, and even his nails unconsciously dug into his palms, and some beads of blood oozed faintly......

"I won't forgive her, she's an executioner!"

"She indirectly killed Fleur, killed Krum, killed everyone here!"

He didn't say who 'she' was questioning, but, both himself and Hermione, they all knew who he was referring to.

"Harry......"

Hermione's eyes were slightly open, and she looked at the companion beside her with some surprise, and she wanted to say something, but after opening her mouth, she sighed again, and then lowered her head faintly.

"Harry, this is actually a conspiracy of the demons, Professor Anne has no intention of harming anyone......"

"Really! Professor Anne is really not to blame for everything here...... As you know from your school days, Triwizard Tournament was interrupted for centuries because the number of deaths was so high...... Now that I think about it, maybe that's what the Triwizard Tournament really looks like and why it's been hiatred for so long, right? ”

"I don't think we should have been here for this horrible race, even though we all knew it wasn't our intention......"

"Maybe the Heads and Ministers of the Ministry of Magic, and Headmaster Dumbledore, shouldn't they agree to the Triwizard Tournament going back again?"

"I think if anyone has to blame, it's all the goblet of fire!?"

Looking at the other man's horrible expression, Hermione sighed and tried to defend their Professor Anne.

The reason why she was able to participate in this Triwizard Tournament was obviously because of Professor Annie, and why Harry was able to participate in the competition, then she didn't know...... And now it's a good thing that the two seniors who participated in the competition have all died, but she and Harry, the two fourth-year students who shouldn't have participated, are still alive and persevering, which seems ironic when you think about it?

But

Thinking about the battle in Daron County and the battle at Cowling yesterday, Hermione was a little grateful to their Professor Annie in addition to complaining...... Because, if it weren't for the magic book that the other party gave her two years ago, I'm afraid she and Harry would definitely not be able to hold on to where they are now.

"Say no more!"

"Hermione, I'm tired, I'm going back to rest first......"

Harry, who wasn't going to listen to Hermione's words of defence for that little girl, just stood up and turned to leave, because, his first girlfriend, or his first love, his beautiful Fleur Senpai, died yesterday, right in front of his eyes, in his arms.

He was still in his mind, and at that time, Sister Fleur's beautiful but beautiful face full of fear and consternation turned pale and cold in his arms......

She died to protect him, she didn't really need to do that, it should be him Harry Potter who should be lying here now, if he could, he really wanted to exchange his life for Fleur back, but he didn't have anything to do about it, and now there was no way to undo it.

At that time, although Davi Paladin's holy light healed her wounds, it still couldn't save her in the end......

Because the upright paladin said that Fleur's soul is no longer in her body, and a body without a soul will definitely not be able to live, presumably at this moment, Fleur's soul has already been taken away by the evil Dread Demon King, right?

And now, after a day and a night, it is not known what terrible torture she is suffering at the hands of the evil Marganis, who is like the evil vampire of myth and legend!

In this regard,

Harry said he would do everything he could to get her back, even if it was just her soul! He would never let her soul suffer eternal torture at the hands of that Dreadlord Marganis, he swore never!!

“……”

Suddenly, Harry froze, but he didn't turn around, just clutched the roll of parchment and cloak in his palm.

"Hermione!"

"Thank you for the spells you copied to me, I will definitely memorize and learn them in the shortest time when I go back, I promise you!"

"And ......"

At this point, Harry paused again, as if he was brewing some more appropriate words?

"You don't actually have to defend her......"

"Because I hate that little girl right now! Very nasty! Even the mere thought of her name makes me sick! ”

"I won't forgive her!!"

With that, Harry turned away without looking back, and it was self-evident who he was talking about as a 'little girl', because the clever Miss Know-It-All would surely know who he was talking about.

And now, he is tired, he has not rested for two days and one night, he needs to go back and sleep well, as for what to do after waking up, he has not thought about it, and he does not want to think about it for the time being!

“……”

Hey~ How did it get like this......

Watching Harry walk step by step in the direction of the town of Cowling Junction, watching the other party's figure get farther and farther away, until he disappeared behind the broken wood-and-stone houses, Hermione sighed leisurely, and then slowly crouched down on the slightly damp hill grass, hugged her knees tightly with her hands, and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

In addition to the battlefield at the intersection of the west side that had become extremely messy due to the scuffle last night, she also saw that there were several large fires still emitting black smoke in the wasteland farther away, but fortunately, this was the upwind direction, and the black smoke could not drift to this side, otherwise, it would definitely make her nauseate even if she smelled it!

Because......

It was the fire of the undead 'corpses' that the soldiers of Lordaeron had to do, or the bones and rotting pieces of flesh would become terrible weapons against the living of them if they were found.

After all, whether it's those terrible abominations or skeleton zombies that are sewn up, or even those terrible meat grinders, they are all inseparable from 'corpses'. Moreover, Hermione had seen terrible and evil ghouls who fed on the fresh meat of the living or the rotting flesh of the dead and 'healed' their injuries!!

“……”

However, when she thought of Krum, who had been burned all the bones before, and Fleur who was now buried under this big tree, Hermione's hesitant heart couldn't help but sink gradually.

She suddenly thought that if the old wizard 'Prophet' she met a few days ago who looked like a madman and liked to play tricks was telling the truth, then surely one day, she or Harry would not end up better than Fleur or Krum, right?

This continent is really on the verge of destruction, is there really an even more terrible crisis to come? Like, the so-called 'Twilight of Lordaeron'?

however

Hermione, who didn't know whether it was true or not, and didn't know what to do, could only squat on the grass silently holding her knees and thinking nonsense......

Because she was just a little witch, and the number of people she could influence was extremely limited, even the Paladin leader Davi Croford, who respected her very much, could not listen to her in everything, even if she knew and was willing to believe everything, but what was the use?

‘……’

‘！！ ’

'Huh? Sister Hermione, are you crying right now? ’

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a little boy's head appeared from behind the big tree, and then the other party tilted his head to look at this side, and then gently walked up to Hermione and squatted down, looking at Hermione's eyelashes that were wet for some reason and asked.

"Nope! I didn't have ......"

Hermione was a little stiff-mouthed and quickly wiped her face, obviously, she didn't want to show her weak side in front of this little boy Timmy.

"It's you!"

"Little Timmy, it's very dangerous here, how dare you come here alone?!"

After exhaling and relieving some of the boredom in her heart, Hermione stood up angrily, grabbed the other man by the back collar, and prepared to drag the other back to the town at the Cowling junction.

You know, although they are now victorious, and they have defeated the undead, everyone knows that it is not safe here, there are still scattered skeletons, zombies, and even dangerous and swift ghouls in action, so it is very dangerous for little Timmy to wander around outside.

If the other party were to be touched by that kind of ghoul, the monsters who like to tear people alive and devour flesh and blood will not wait for them to rescue him, like some gnolls!

'Ahh ’

'Sister Hermione, tap it, I brought the flowers to Sister Fleur......

Little Timmy, who was pulled by the back collar, quickly took out a handful of Zou Baba wildflowers from his pocket, obviously, the other party should have been hiding behind the big tree for some time, otherwise those wildflowers would not look Zou Baba and still look wilted after missing water?

“……”

"Put down the flowers, and then go back with me immediately, you must not sneak out alone in the future, do you hear?"

It's a pity that little Timmy's pitiful appearance didn't make Hermione treat her differently, and after staring at the other party and putting down the flowers, she dragged the other party by the back collar in the direction of the town, obviously not wanting the other party to stay here for too long.

And Hermione knows that this little boy is famous for sneaking and running around, and if he doesn't ask for strictness, I'm afraid that one day the other party will be eaten by the undead!

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Here in the Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle, the number of people began to increase gradually, because it was already after dusk, and the teachers and students who had nowhere to go after dinner had more or less begun to gather here to prepare for their routine night entertainment, that is, group viewing!

It's a pity that only the last two are left on the big screen that is still lit up in the auditorium, and the other two have turned into motionless gray at this time, which can't help but make the teachers and students feel a little regretful......

However, they also know that now that the 'film' has gradually entered a wonderful time, maybe when, the two remaining warriors on the screen will soon 'die' directly in some bizarre way of death, and this is what makes them excited and expectant?

Because this kind of 'film' is very real, and everyone doesn't know what will happen in the next moment, which is different from all movies and scripts.

For some reason, at this time, the teachers and students in the auditorium all threw a funny, bantering, or some kind of happy smile at a certain little girl who was puffing in anger?

Because, did they all hear the conversation between the two Gryffindor warriors Harry Potter and Hermione Granger on the screen just now, and also heard the brave Mr. Potter's blatant 'abuse' and 'slander' against a certain professor?

So, now many of them are waiting for the reaction of the professor who is said to be stingy and cautious in the open class of magic, to see if the other party will do something out of the ordinary because of this?

(Ding~!) Congratulations, Mr. Harry Potter, your reputation with Professor Anne Hasta has changed from friendly to neutral......

Bite~! Congratulations, Mr. Harry Potter, your reputation with Professor Anne Hasta has changed from neutral to cold......

Bite~! Congratulations, Mr. Harry Potter, you are ......

(●￣(??) ￣●)

- A shadow bear who fears that the world will not be chaotic begins to automatically supplement the mind of its bad little master with some kind of electronic synthesized sound from some game, and happily waits to see how some unlucky guy will be retaliated against by his little master?

Soon, however, Tibbs realized that there was no way for it to continue the simulation, for a certain familiar little hand quickly grabbed it so hard that it had to swallow the rest of the words into its bearskin belly...... ）

“……”

s(?? ｀ヘ????; )ゞ

Professor Anne said that she was angry now, angry, angry!!

Because, ah, a certain hateful 'scar-headed little four-eyed', the other party openly said bad things about her Professor Anne in front of countless teachers and students?

It is also likely to be featured in the school's school magazine, the Daily Prophet, and other international wizarding newspapers...... That kind of nasty thing, just thinking about it makes her feel the urge to immediately design that 'Scarhead Little Four-Eyed' to be captured by the Dreadlord and tortured for 10,000 years!

Or......

Have the undead take each other, and then have the fellows dismantle it and make it into an ugly, foul-smelling mending monster with sores on the top of the head, pus on the soles of the feet, and long rotting intestines on the belly, and then leave only his hateful scarred little four-eyed head?

If that were the case, surely the resentment in her stomach would have eased a little bit, right?

Of course, what to do, how to do it, or whether to do it that way, she hasn't figured it out yet, because she's in the process of planning it......

（…… ）

(lll￢?? ￢)

(Gotcha!) At this moment, Tibbs knew that a certain 'Scar-headed Little Four-Eyed' was bound to be unlucky, and as for what kind of bad luck it would be, I am afraid we can only wait and see. ）

"Ahem......"

"That...... Professor Annie, I think Harry must have been unintentional, because he doesn't know what happened yet, and I think he'll come and apologize to you when he comes out and understands everything? ”

"Of course, I, the old man, will definitely urge him to do that when the time comes."

Dumbledore looked at the screen, and then at some of the little girl with a stinky face, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, so he tried to explain it carefully to his student.

If he put himself in his shoes, he didn't think Professor Annie could blame Harry, because Harry was not like the other bystanders, the other party had no idea what was going on with Fleur, and it was normal for the other party to speak out and find someone to vent their anger when they thought Fleur was dead.

"That's right!"

"Professor Annie, I'm so sorry for Harry's trouble!"

"I'm sure Harry must have thought I was dead to talk that nonsense, it must be! Don't worry, when he comes out, I will definitely teach him a hard lesson and personally bring him to apologize to you! ”

Last night, the 'resurrected' Fleur, after seeing her Headmaster, Lady Maxim, Headmaster Dumbledore, all the worried eyes of her classmates and alumni who looked at her, and a certain Krum who should have been 'killed' a long time ago, and those warm applause, where did she not know what was going on?

So, after a day's rest, she had fully recovered from the state of 'death', and at this time she hurried over to Professor Annie's seat and apologized loudly for Harry.

It's just that she always felt that Krum, who was also following the other party's headmaster, looked at her with a look of schadenfreude? Could it be that the other party can't see his own good, and he can't see that he can continue to take risks in Lordanlun, but the other party comes out early?

That kind of gaze made her can't help but feel bored......

Of course, Fleur, who had more important things now, didn't think much of it, she just tried to defend Harry in front of a young professor.

"Don't worry!"

o(*^▽^*)o

"People won't be angry with him, really!"

(^_??) ☆

That's weird!

Wait, if you have the chance, Professor Anne, who is super stingy and vengeful from morning till night, will definitely give that hateful Harry Potter, and that 'Scar-headed Little Eyes' a 'decent' (read: miserable to the point of madness) a death!

She, Professor Anne, must let someone know that she dares to speak ill of Professor Anne in front of so many people and what kind of fate she deserves!

(sighs...... ）

(??????????)

(Tibbs pretends to sigh for some hapless fellow, not much, just a moment, and then soon he begins to gloat and is ready to wait to see the good things happen.) ）

"Really?"

Obviously, Fleur was a little skeptical, because she could see that the expression of the little Professor Anne in front of her was a little unnatural, and that smile was also very reluctant, anyway, Fleur felt that the other party was definitely not as relaxed as she was now.

"Of course it's true!"

s (???? ˇεˇ????) ゞ

"Is it possible that someone else will run in and burn him to death? Just watch it, people will never run to retaliate against him! ”

o(???? ω????) o

Yes, the great Professor Anne said that she herself would not have run in to retaliate against some 'Scarhead Four-Eye', how could she possibly do such a dishonorable thing?

But......

If she just carefully guides and lets others do it, then it's none of her business, because she only promises not to do it herself, but she doesn't promise not to let others do it, right?

?? 乛?? 乛??

And ah, she wouldn't tell Dumbledore and the worried Fleur and the others in front of her, at this time, her careful eyes were attacking, and a small, interesting plan was brewing in her heart...... She's ready, and when the time is right, she'll give it a little bit of a boost? When the time comes, things are sure to be interesting, right?

（…… ）

(●￣(??) ￣●)

"That's good......"

"Alright, Delacour-san, don't worry, go and sort out your gains, and then from tomorrow onwards, you can learn about Mr. Krum and enjoy this rare recreation of the semester with the other students?"

"I'm sure this must be very different from your adventures inside!"

Although he didn't know whether what a duplicitous little girl said was true or not, after receiving the other party's assurance, Dumbledore waved his hand and motioned for the professor and Fleur to come back to their seats, and not all of them gathered around to interfere with the old man's watching the 'movie'.

There are only two screens left in the Great Hall that are still 'live', and maybe there will be no two left, so he needs to take a good look and study the 'Kingdom of Lordaeron' and the 'World of Azeroth'.

"Harvest?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore, what do you mean by gain?"

Hearing the cold words of Headmaster Dumbledore at Hogwarts, Fleur was stunned for a moment, because she clearly remembered that she didn't seem to be able to bring anything out of the house, so what exactly did the other party mean by the harvest just now?

And this made her unable to figure it out, and she didn't know what the other party meant.

"This ......"

"Well, Delacour-san, haven't you noticed some changes in your body?"

Helping his reading glasses, looking at Fleur Delacour, an excellent girl from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and looking at this girl who was willing to sacrifice herself to protect Harry at a critical moment, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied Dumbledore reminded the other party after thinking about it.

The reason why he has been supporting the second project led by Professor Anne until now is not completely unreasonable! There are some things that this old man has long understood, and he believes that he is definitely not the only one or a few people who can see them, such as Severus not far away and 'Mad-Eye Moody' who has become more and more impatient lately, they must have understood it too, right?

"Change?"

"Mr. Headmaster Dumbledore, I don't think I've noticed any changes......"

After stretching out her smooth and delicate hands to look at them, and subconsciously touching her cheeks, Fleur was still a little confused, and she didn't know what the other party was referring to.

When she went back last night, she also went to the bathroom to take a bath, and when her mood gradually calmed down, she remembered to check her body carefully, and she found that her body was exactly the same as the day she just entered, there was no change at all, and even in the 'Kingdom of Lordaeron' due to the battle and other reasons, the wounds and cracks that appeared were completely recovered, it was really like waking up from a sleep, there was no change at all!

“……”

Alas......

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, he didn't know what to say, so he turned to look at the little girl beside him who didn't know what she was thinking.

"What do you think, Professor Anne?"

In fact, the changes that happened to the warriors, especially Harry, Hermione and Fleur, all the teachers and students saw it, and the only difference may be whether they are aware of it or not.

“……”

(?? _??)

"This old man Dumbledore said that the changes in you mean changes in other places, such as the kind where you are more skilled and fast in spells, and more experienced in combat!"

(lll￢ω￢)

Little Anne didn't speak as secretive as a bad old man, and she was scolded in public by a certain scar-headed little four-eyed, and she was about to go back because she didn't want to stay here any longer, so she jumped straight out of her seat.

"You're okay, you stayed in it for a long time before you died, that Krum was much more unlucky than you, he died in two days, poor thing, he didn't get anything......"

?? (????????)??

Yes, little Anne didn't care at all about the idea of the Krum who had just come over to see the excitement, even if the other party's face was ugly now, she just snorted coldly, crossed the aisle of the crowd and student seats, and walked directly in the direction of the foyer of the auditorium in front of her.

"Ahh

"Is that so?"

Fleur was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then, she raised her right hand in some disbelief, and after thinking about it carefully, she was not seen using her wand or chanting a spell, and a fluorescent flickering ball of light suddenly appeared in her hand like that.

“！！”

"Really?!"

"Madame Maxim, look at it, it seems to be true, I seem to remember all the tricks, it is not a dream or a hallucination!!"

After trying, Fleur quickly exclaimed, and then happily threw herself in front of their headmaster, Madame Maxim, and held up the small fluorescent ball of light in front of them.

‘……’

'Humph! ’

With a cold face, after seeing that there was nothing to see here, Principal Karkaroff snorted coldly, waved his hand, and motioned to his somewhat embarrassed student Krum, who couldn't raise his head, to quickly leave this large hall with him.

（…… ）

ε=(???? '●))) Alas

(At this time, Tiebs, who was deliberately thrown on the table by a certain little master again, patted his butt and stood up, and then regardless of the sight of others, he jumped directly to the ground and chased in the direction that a bad little master of his own had just left......

This is the wizarding world, it is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and almost everyone knows that Tibbs is a magical pet that can move, grow, and kill dragons, so it doesn't need to avoid their gaze anymore, just walks on its short legs, pushes away an old guy who gets in the way, and quickly chases after its owner.

Because, if it accidentally goes back late, if some bad little master can't find it, then it Tiebs will definitely be punished by the other party with the kind of extremely severe and unreasonable punishment!! ）

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(*???? ╰╯`??)?? Asking for a ticket?? (???? ╰╯`?? *)