Chapter 133: March
The next morning, Wang Yong and Hermione were going to take a Transfiguration class, so Wang Yong and Hermione had breakfast and chatted together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Hermione took a sip of cereal porridge and said mysteriously to Wang Yong, "Do you know how Harry brought Ron that day? β
Wang Yong crossed a slice of cold ham, waiting for Hermione's next words-
Hermione leaned closer, looked around, and found that no one was eavesdropping, so she said, "You opened up a line of heaven to the bottom of the lake at that time, and we all woke up after we came into contact with the air, and the original spell of breathing underwater was useless......"
"Hmm. And then what? Wang Yong ate a slice of cold ham and waited for Hermione's next words.
Hermione covered her mouth and said, "They're like that...... ...... who came up like that."
As she spoke, Hermione's face began to turn red a little shyly, and there was a hint of shame in her eyes when she looked at Wang Yong.
Wang Yong was a little curious now, he looked at Hermione's somewhat evasive and shy eyes: "What is it?" He couldn't help but laugh.
Hermione looked at Wang Yong's eyes, then bravely rose up and kissed Wang Yong's lips.
On this fresh morning, Wang Yong harvested a cereal-flavored kiss.
Hermione kissed Wang Yong for a while, then let go, staring at her cereal porridge, her face was red, as if a rose would grow there.
Wang Yong tasted it for a while, well, it's good, it's quite sweet.
Neville on the other side of the table was stunned and poured all the pumpkin juice into his collar, he had never looked at Hermione...... Hermione: Well, that's ......
Wang Yong laughed meaningfully, Ron and Harry are still okay, in order to win, they also made a lot of money, and they actually exchanged the air through kissing, no wonder their expressions were not quite right when they came ashore at that time, and they thought they were frozen.
But what's going on with this slightly Jinjiang setting, could it be that Draco Malfoy will also be added, and then form a love triangle that loves and kills each other?
At this time, Harry and Ron happened to walk in shoulder to shoulder, looking no different from normal days, but seeing Wang Yong showing an inexplicable smile to the two, the two couldn't help but feel their hairs stand on end, as if they were ...... What's wrong?
"Hey, Yong, come to our Gryffindor for breakfast today?" Harry took the initiative to say hello.
At this time, Wang Yong and Hermione got up together to go to class, and when they walked past Harry, Wang Yong winked at the two: "This year's chrysanthemums are beautiful, aren't they?" Harry, Ron? β
"Chrysanthemum?" Ron looked at Harry quizzically, "What does that mean?" β
"I don't understand." Harry sat down and picked up a piece of French bread, "Maybe it's a special blessing from China." β
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After a few days, the news of Krum's injury spread in the whole school, and now the person is still lying on the hospital bed, even if it is recovered with magic, it will take more than a month, and the whole body is burned with a large area of magic, and it is difficult to recover......
Strangely enough, Karkaroff did not hold him accountable for this, and when he woke up, Krum remembered almost nothing, except that he went to a duel and then went dark, and when he woke up, he found himself lying in the Forbidden Forest full of charred trees, crawling to Durmstram's ship, and finally fainted.
When Wang Yong and Hermione walked out of the library, the two were also discussing this topic.
At this time, it was a beautiful spring, and the weather began to warm up slowly, and everything began to draw out a fresh green, and even the sky seemed to be a washy blue.
The two of them walked towards the outside of the castle, there was no need to stay in the library at this time, the grass grew outside, and the warbler was flying, which was obviously more pleasant.
Hermione walked, she held Wang Yong's arm, and she felt a little excited to jump.
"Krum heard he was beaten like that in a duel." Hermione said meaningfully.
"Hmm." Wang Yong and Hermione walked out of the foyer, stepped on the soft lawn outside, looked at the soft sky and took a deep breath, as if the warmth of spring had been sucked into his heart: "Probably, people east of England like that." The Gauls still often cause confusion at the International Federation of Magic because of the lethal nature of the duel, and the Eastern Europeans also like to solve problems through duels, and many famous figures have died because of duels, such as Pushkin, who we all know well......"
Wang Yong explained like an endorsement, and it was obvious that all kinds of reasons had been perfected countless times in his heart like a belly draft.
Hermione held Wang Yong and secretly looked at his serious expression and words, but couldn't help laughing: "Well, yes, except for us in Great Britain, everyone else likes to duel, and after the duel, they think that their strength is not good, and they won't come to trouble someone, right?" β
Wang Yong turned around and gently hugged Hermione, looking at her little fox-like smug expression.
"The words of the Krum thing...... Hmm......" Wang Yong pondered, thinking about how to make up a reason to fool Hermione.
Hermione smiled, and she lightly covered Wang Yong's mouth with one hand, "Krum has nothing to do with me, does it?" I just don't want someone to risk it because of me. β
As she spoke, Hermione gently closed her beautiful brown eyes and stood on tiptoe slightly......
Wang Yong gently hugged Hermione tightly and kissed her......
In the spring, the two blended together......
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The rest of the days were peaceful, and nothing important happened.
Wang Yong continued his standard life, spending time with Susan and Hermione on weekdays, and with Snow when he returned to the common room. The rest of the time was a bit tight, and Fleur, Akihari, and Ginny were all taking turns trysts with him, making him often feel that he was running out of time.
But fortunately, because Gabrielle was next to her, there were a lot fewer trysts in that form, and occasionally the two took Gabrielle out to play together, especially Hogsmeade, every time Wang Yong went to Hogsmeade, she always had to take Gabrielle with her, she especially liked the candy in Duke Honey, when Wang Yong and Fleur drank butterbeer in the Three Broom Tavern, Gabrielle always had a glass of juice in front of her, and then watched her take out the candy, one by one, and taste it slowly.
At this time, Wang Yong always smiled and watched Gabrielle eat Zizi honey candy or Blow-treasure bubble gum, feeling very comfortable and comfortable. Gabrielle also ate candy and looked at Wang Yong and smiled from time to time, which made Fleur feel a little unbearable, whether this was herself dating Wang Yong or Wang Yong and Gabrielle going out to play together.
After all, Qiu Zhang is only fifteen years old this year, and he doesn't have much demand for some aspects, but since then, Wang Yong has never taken a bath in an ordinary bathroom, even if he doesn't take a shot, the two of them taking a bath in the prefectural bathroom together is also a very pleasing enjoyment for Wang Yong, isn't it?
And after that bravery, Ginny was always shy to see Wang Yong again.
There were even times when Ginny and Xue walked over together, but when she saw Wang Yong, her face turned red like steam, and she lowered her head suddenly.
Wang Yong finally caught a sunny May afternoon and blocked Jinny in an empty classroom with no one.
Looking at the panicked Jinny and the red cheeks, Wang Yong was as drunk as drinking wine, such a Jinny was not at all like the Jinny who took the initiative and was brave that night, and finally forcibly demanded it from him.
In this classroom, where Wang Yong cast the expulsion spell and the invisibility spell, Jinni was left with bits and pieces of crystal and passionate water, reflecting golden light in the sunlight.
Wang Yong remembered that Ginny's shy performance and white stockings always made him reminisce that afternoon, and he couldn't help but swallow.
"Hey, hey! Wang Yong! What do you think? Professor McGonagall has noticed this! Hermione whispered discontentedly in Wang Yong's ear.
It was the last week of May, and there was no regular Quidditch training this summer term, and there were no final exams, so I had a lot of leisure except to prepare for the third project and continue my own magical research.
Under the warm afternoon sun and Professor McGonagall's explanation, Wang Yong fell into the reminiscence of the good old days.
Wang Yong quickly pulled herself up, and Professor McGonagall took her stern gaze away from Wang Yong, although she knew that Wang Yong's magic skills were much higher than her own, but she did not allow anyone to desert in her class.
After class, Professor McGonagall left him and Potter behind, and Hermione quietly left early with a swipe in the palm of Wang Yong's hand.
"Potter, Wang Yong, go to the Quidditch pitch below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "and Mr. Bagman is going to tell the Warriors what the third event is. β
So, at half past eight that night, Wang Yong walked towards the venue after spending some time in the Ravenclaw Tower and the snow. As he walked to the Great Hall, he met Harry coming out of the Gryffindor Tower.
"What do you think it will be?" As the two of them walked down the stone steps together, melting into the cloudy night, Wang Yong asked Harry, "Fleur always thought it would be an underground tunnel. She thinks we're looking for treasure. β
"That's not bad." Harry said that he thought he would just need to borrow a sniffer from Hagrid and leave it to him.
They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered the pitch through a crack in the stands.
Wang Yong stopped and observed everything in front of him.
The Quidditch pitch is no longer flat and smooth. It seems as if someone has erected numerous long low walls here, which are intricately intricately stretched out in all directions.
"It's a wall!" Harry said, looking down at the low wall closest to him.
"Hello!" A pleasant voice shouted.
Ludo Bagman stood in the middle of the pitch, next to Krum and Fleur. Wang Yong and Harry stepped over the low walls and walked towards them.
When Wang Yong approached, Furong showed a rather bright smile and naturally held his hand.
By May, Krum had finally recovered, miraculously regaining strength, but the burned half of his cheek clearly showed that some of the injuries were not so easy to pass.
Although he forgot a lot of things, he felt an inexplicable annoyance when he saw Wang Yong.
"How's that, what do you think?" As Wang Yong and Harry climbed over the last low wall, Bagman asked happily, "It's going well, isn't it?" In another month, Hagrid would make them twenty feet tall. Don't worry," he said with a smile when he saw the unhappy look on Harry's face, "As soon as the tournament is over, your Quidditch pitch will be back to its original state!" Okay, so I guess you guys can guess what we're going to do here, right? β
For a moment no one spoke, and thenβ
"Labyrinth." Krum said in a hoarse voice, his vocal cords burned out by the fire of the duel.
"That's right!" "It's a labyrinth," Bagman said. The third project is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Cup is placed in the middle of the maze, and whoever is able to touch it first will get a perfect score. β
"Shall we just go through the labyrinth?" Fleur said.
"There will be many obstacles," Bagman said cheerfully, jumping around on tiptoe, "Hagrid offers a whole bunch of animals...... There are also some spells that must be lifted...... Stuff like that, you know. Also, the Warriors who lead the scoring go into the maze first. β
Bagman looked at Wang Yong and nodded, "Then Harry, and then Mr. Krum go in...... And finally, Miss Delacour. But you all have to work hard to succeed, and it depends on your ability to overcome obstacles. It's supposed to be fun, isn't it? β
Wang Yong nodded thoughtfully, the animals provided by Hagrid were basically fried tail snails that they had raised for most of the semester and now grew as big as a small house, as well as some other dangerous animals, but that was nothing, Wang Yong cared about the back.
"Very good...... If you're okay, let's go back to the castle, okay? It's a bit cold ...... here."
As they crossed the growing wall together, Bagman hurried over to Harry, apparently ready to reveal the secret to Harry, after all, he had lost a fortune at the Quidditch World Cup, and now all hopes of a comeback were on Harry, and if he couldn't win in the end, then he would have to run away.
Harry glanced at Wang Yong for help, but Wang Yong could only shake his head helplessly, and walked away with Fleur.
He saw Wang Yong being dragged into the forest by Bagman.
Fleur and Wang Yong walked towards Beauxbatons' carriage together, and the air was a little gloomy today. Wang Yong glanced at the forest where Harry and Bagman had disappeared, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, and one of his hands couldn't help but touch his wand.
Furong was talking to Wang Yong about some of her thoughts on this project and some spells that might be used, but seeing that Wang Yong didn't answer, she looked a little worried: "What are you thinking?" It seems like he is on his mind. β
Wang Yong looked at Hibiscus next to him, glanced at the starry night sky again, and said pointedly: "The sky after the British wizarding world is going to go into darkness again......
Furong held Wang Yong's hand, but she was not worried: "The British wizarding world is dark, you can come to France." β
Wang Yong smiled and kissed Furong lightly on the cheek: "Okay, if I really can't stay in the UK anymore, I will consider it." Let's go, don't worry about those things......"
If the worldline continues as usual, Harry and Bagman will run into Barty Crouch, but Barty Crouch Jr. does not currently have access to Harry's Cloak of Invisibility and the Living Point Map.
Perhaps Dumbledore would get the truth right away.
Maybe Barty Crouch Jr. still has a magic eye, and he may still be able to kill Barty Crouch Sr.
But the people who are guarding Barty Crouch now are probably the people rescued by Azkaban, and they will not be as wasted as Peter Pettigrew, and maybe Crouch will not be able to escape at all.
Wang Yongmo thought as he clutched his ebony wand.
Forget it, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he put his arm around Fleur's waist and stepped into Beauxbatons' carriage.
"If you go to the end, I don't mind helping you, but if you burp now, it proves that you're too wasted to even fight me, Voldemort......" Wang Yong said in his heart.