Because he was a member of the "Three Wizards' Tournament", Harry was exempt from the final exam, so he had to sit in the back of the classroom and check the new spells for the third mission.

Ron is very envious of such a thing, no need to take an exam, this is a dream thing.

"Maybe!" replied Harry, who had preferred to take the test and know how bad the task would be today.

But it was then that Professor McGonagall walked up to him along the Gryffindor table, "Potter, all the team members will meet in the off-hall meeting room after breakfast. She spoke.

"But the mission only started in the evening!" Harry said quickly, and then he accidentally knocked the scrambled eggs off.

He feared he had mistimed.

"I know, Potter," she continued, "you know, the players' families will be invited to watch the final. This arrangement just gives you a chance to greet them. She finished and left.

Harry looked at her back, his mouth wide open. "She didn't expect the Dursleys to attend, did she?" he asked Van Lin very directly.

"I don't know," Van Lin shrugged his shoulders, remembering Dudley's chubby body, and if Dudley had behaved, he might not have to take Fred and George with him the next time he went to Dursley's house.

"But, Harry, I need to hurry up, I'm almost late for class. See you later. Van Lin hurriedly said that he had to supplement the course recently, and he still needed to prepare in advance.

It's been an exciting evening, one of the most exciting days since arriving at Hogwarts.

Harry finished his breakfast.

The hall was empty.

He saw Fleur Delacour get up from the table and walk into the meeting room with Cedric.

After a while, Krum slowly walked in to join them, and it looked like Krum had fully recovered.

Harry looked at Krum and wondered, what would he do if Van Lin were to compete?

But soon Harry came to the answer, Van Lin is a person who is afraid of trouble, if he participates in the competition, although he will not do anything to Fleur, but the other people are not necessarily, maybe this is what Van Lin said about gender advantage?

Harry looked at Fleur looming behind the door, Fleur's beautiful Harry was already so numb, at least, if Hermione was willing to take the time to take care of it, it wouldn't be far behind.

There is also autumn ......

Harry was still in his old place. In fact, he was really reluctant to go into the meeting room.

He had no family—no family who would come to see him to take on the challenge of fate. Strictly speaking, Sirius can only be counted as a relative, a godfather, and besides, Sirius has not had time to come over.

But just as he wanted to get up and go to the Tuhao Pavilion to review the spell, the door to the meeting room opened, and Cedric's little head poked out.

"Harry, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you!" Harry felt embarrassed, but stood up anyway.

The Dursleys aren't in there, right?

He thought to himself, stepped down the hall, opened the door, and entered.

Cedric and his parents sat on the floor by the doorway. Victor Krum stayed in the opposite corner, talking quickly in Bulgarian with his dark-haired parents.

On the other side of the room, Fleur was chatting with her mother in French, her voice a little muffled. And Fleur's little sister...... Gryffindor's little angel Gabrielle is also here, holding her mother's hand.

She waved at Harry, who waved at her.

He also saw Mrs. Weasley and Bill standing in front of the fire, smiling at him.

Harry smiled and walked over to them.

"A surprise for you. Mrs. Wesley said happily, "I think we're here to see you, Harry!" and she leaned down and kissed Harry on the cheek.

"Are you alright?" asked Bill, smiling happily and holding Harry's hand.

"Cha Li came, but he didn't have time. He said you had a great fight against the Trumpet-Tailed Dragon! Harry noticed Flembé Delacour, who was constantly looking at Bill, and secretly sending him a surprise.

Harry could tell she wasn't going to refuse Bill's long dogtooth hair and earrings.

"You guys are wonderful," Harry whispered to Mrs. Weasley, "I was thinking of the Dursleys. ”

Mrs. Weasley sighed.

She would never say to Harry's face that the Dursleys weren't, but every time she mentioned them, her eyes would unnaturally shine a lot.

"It's good to be back!" Bill said, his eyes scanning the hall (Willy, the fat aunt's friend was winking at him). "I haven't seen this place in five years. Is the Mad Knight still there?

"Oh, of course," Harry replied. He just met him last year. "And the fat aunt?" asked Bill again.

"She was here when I was studying," said Mrs. Weasley, "and when I got back to my dormitory at four o'clock one night, she told me to fuck off." ”

"What are you doing outside at four o'clock in the morning?" asked Bill, looking curiously at her mother.

Mrs. Weasley smiled, her eyes twinning. "Your dad walks with me," she said, "and he let Filch catch him." That guy is an administrator, and your dad still has those scars on him. ”

"Show us around, Harry?" Bill suggested. "Yes!" Harry said, leading them back to the hall. As they passed Arms Diggory, he looked at Harry.

"That's you!" he looked at Harry, "I don't think you're confident, are you?, Cedric's score is about to catch up with you, right?"

"What did you say?" said Harry, somewhat helplessly.

"Ignore him," Cedric whispered to Harry, following his dad with a frown, "he's been angry after reading all the previous Daily Prophet articles about 'witchcraft games.'" You know, the people at The Daily Prophet think you're winning. Especially that Rita Skeeter, even though she's missing, I suspect she's been caught by the guys she's covered with. ”

Apparently, Diggory didn't like Rita.

"He doesn't want to correct her, does he?" said Arms Diggory again, loud enough for Harry to hear, as Harry and Mrs. Weasley and Bill prepared to walk out the door. "You should show him how good you are, son, haven't you won him once before?"

"It's Lit. Skitt is in trouble on his own, Ames!" Mrs. Weasley was annoyed, "I thought you would know the truth, you work in the government!" Mr. Diggory seemed to say something, but his wife tugged at his arm, and he just shrugged and turned away.

Harry felt a little irritated, in Vanlin's words, just a bunch of idiots, who knows what they want to compare, honor?

It's a really bad title, and Diggory's father is like a tasteless clown.

Harry left at a faster pace, and it has to be said that Harry has also learned a lot of ways to do things in recent years.

Harry spent the morning taking Mrs. Wesley and Bill on a tour of the campus, looking at Beauxbatons and Durmstrong's boat with great interest.

Next stop...... Mrs. Weasley is interested in "Beat Willow".

The tree had been planted by her fresh after she had left school. She remembered a hunting ground keeper named Oju before Hagrid.

They walked around the flower house.

"What happened to Percy?" asked Harry.

"Not so good. Bill said. "He's angry," Mrs. Weasley said, looking at the ground, her voice low.

"Ever since Mr. Crouch's accident, the department had allowed Mr. Crouch's influence to leave quietly, but Percy was dragged in and asked to explain some of the instructions that Mr. Crouch had sent him. They seem to think that the instructions may not have come from Mr. Claus. Percy is under a lot of pressure right now. They didn't let Percy replace Mr. Crouch as the fifth referee tonight. Cornelius Fudge will take his place. ”

They returned to the castle for lunch.

"Mom, Bill!" Ron was surprised to see them here, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see Harry's last mission!" said Mrs. Weasley briskly, "I dare say it's changed here, and I don't have to cook my own meals." How's the exam?"

"Well, it's fine," Ron replied, "I just can't remember all the names of the goblin mutineers, so I made some up myself." Okay, right?" he said as he ate a piece of corncake, but Mrs. Weasley's face seemed serious.

Ron added, "It's the stuff called Botrot and Verriandy, it's not that hard. Fred, George and Ginny also came, right next to them.

Harry was in a happy mood, he felt as if he was back in the Burrow, he couldn't remember the game to worry about in the evening.

It wasn't until Hermione and Verlin showed up during lunch that he remembered that she Rita Skeeter had been in Hermione's hands for a long time.

"Are you going to tell us ......?" Hermione shook her head and looked at Mrs. Weasley again.

"Hello, Hermione and Verlin. Mrs. Weasley said, her tone seemed much stiffer than usual.

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley. Van Lin politely replied that it was a pity that the Dursleys did not come.

Dudley should have been afraid that they would die.

Still, Mrs. Weasley's change in attitude caught Van Lin's attention.

"Hello. Hermione smiled at Mrs. Weasley, but Mrs. Weasley was expressionless.

Harry looked at the two of them and said, "You don't believe that...... Belch...... It's ridiculous in Witch's Weekly. Because Hermione wasn't my girlfriend. ”

"Oh!" Mrs. Weasley hurriedly spoke, "No, of course not!"

"Of course, that guy just makes things up, and Van Lin and Hermione have been fine. ”