"Earlier in the Ministry of Magic, I met with our Minister of Propaganda, and I was arranging for a couple of veteran reporters, and it seemed that there was something important for them to prepare for the interview, and I had a feeling that what Mrs. Weasley said might be the same thing as that. Hermione said.

Zhang Qiu smiled: "Listen to them, everything will be known at Hogwarts." ”

Harry said, "It's just a Goblet of Fire." ”

Obviously, Harry was the only one who thought the Goblet of Fire was "nothing more than ...... That's it".

Even Zhang Qiu, when he heard the Goblet of Fire, his expression was very shocked.

Hermione even said directly, "Harry, it's a Goblet of Fire!

Harry was very cooperative and gave a very shocked expression: "Σ(っ°Д°;) っ！”

"Oh my god! The Goblet of Fire is going to be held again! I'm shocked!⊙o⊙!"

Zhang Qiu: "......"

Hermione stroked her forehead with her hand and said weakly, "Forget it, Harry, you better not act with me." ”

Astoria asked, "Sister Hermione, what is the Goblet of Fire?"

Miss Know-it-all likes to be asked questions of her, and she is about to speak: "Goblet of Fire......"

"Toot. The conductor's whistle sounded.

The doors are closed.

The train engine starts.

The train started.

Hermione fell into Harry's arms, just as she had done three years ago.

But Harry was filled with emotion in his heart, some things had really changed, and he would never come back.

Hermione stood up with a red face, glared at Harry warily, pulled Astoria to the side of the bench and sat down, and said, "I'll tell you about the Goblet of Fire. ”

Harry and Zhang Qiu sat on the other side.

Dense bean raindrops began to crackle against the glass window, and the scenery drove backwards, blurring everything outside the window.

Hermione's crisp voice spoke like a story......

"The Goblet of Fire, also known as the Triwizard Tournament, was created about 700 years ago and is a friendly competition between the three largest schools of magic in the wizarding world. The three schools are Hogwarts, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Each school chooses a warrior and then competes in three magical projects. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years and is hosted by the three schools in turn. ”

Astoria said, "But why haven't I ever heard of it, and you seem surprised that this Triwizard Tournament is about to take place, sister." ”

Hermione said, "That's because so many people died in this tournament that the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted for hundreds of years. Over the centuries, the International Confederation of Wizards has tried to revive the Triwizard Tournament several times, but has never found a good time. ”

"It seems that they feel that this is a good opportunity. Hermione said thoughtfully.

"Is the Triwizard Tournament a great one? I mean, which is more popular than the Quidditch match we went to see last week. Astoria asked.

Hermione said, "How can this be compared, Quidditch is like a kind of World Cup competition called football in the Muggle world, and the Triwizard Tournament is the Muggle equivalent of the Olympic Games. If I have one that I personally prefer, it would be the Triwizard Tournament, which is more fun and lasts almost a year......"

As she spoke, Hermione's face changed, and she said anxiously, "So, I can't study hard this year?"

"Hermione, this is a school of witchcraft and wizardry, so let's not study physics and chemistry like a Muggle school...... Harry said.

The train kept moving north, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the sky was dark, with occasional lightning, and the windows were covered with water vapor, so that the train was also lit up in white during the day.

The wind blew violently, and the glass shook and rattled.

"There's a chill. Zhang Qiu was blown by a cold wind and shivered.

Harry used his magic to conjure up two large quilts, one for him and Zhang Qiu, and one for Hermione and Astoria.

Zhang Qiu leaned against the window, stretched out a white finger, and drew circles on the glass.

Suddenly, her little hand stiffened, and then slipped weakly, and the water stains on the glass were smeared.

Then she lowered her head and bit her lip, her bright black hair covering her pretty white face.

Zhang Qiu clenched his hands tightly into fists, pressing on the quilt with inconspicuous movements, trying to stop a pair of smart hands under the quilt.

Harry's chin pressed against Zhang Qiu's smooth hair, and he smelled a faint smell of shampoo, and he smiled: "Zhang Qiu, I found that what you said is right, the process of the journey is indeed very "interesting"......"

Zhang Qiu lowered his head shyly, and made a soft "um......" sound in his nose.

Astoria stared curiously at the movement under the quilt, thinking to herself, could it be that her brother and sister were playing a game of guessing boxing?

......

"Bone Lu Gu Lu ......".

The witch serving lunch pushed the cart down the aisle, and Harry bought some of the best food he thought he could accept, and everyone enjoyed it together.

For the rest of the journey, Hermione looked at Harry with disdain and made a vicious gesture to Harry with a beautiful little nose.

“(*?? ω??)?? ╰ひ╯”

Harry: "......"

When the Hogwarts Express finally slowed down and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station, Hermione quickly pulled Zhang Qiu aside, thoughtfully tidied up Zhang Qiu's messy clothes, pointed to Harry, and whispered something in Zhang Qiu's ear.

Looking like that, I must not have said anything good.

The train doors opened, and thunder rumbled in the air.

Harry and the others got off the train, their heads bowed in the pouring rain, and walked on their feet. The rain was falling quickly and violently, Hermione wrapped her cloak around the two cats, the left embraced Crook Hill and the right hugged the little cutie, in fact, they were all covered by Harry with a magic ball outside their bodies, and they couldn't get drenched in the rain at all, just looking at the rainstorm that was close at hand, there was always a feeling that the rain had been drenched on their bodies.

On the other side of the platform stood a large, familiar figure, carrying a lantern and shouting something.

"Hagrid......" Harry shouted.

Hagrid waved his big arm and shouted happily, "Harry, see you at the banquet later......"

As is customary, the first-year students were taken by boat from the lake by Hagrid to Hogwarts Castle.

Zhang Qiu looked at the black lake water and said, "With such bad weather, taking a boat ferry, it is estimated that many freshmen will have to worry about the black lake water swallowing them......

Harry, they walked at the front of the crowd, walking across the pitch-black platform. Outside the station, a hundred horse-drawn carriages were waiting for them.

Hermione hurriedly jumped into one of them, and then she felt relieved.

As soon as the carriage doors closed, with a violent jolt, the long wagon set off along the path to Hogwarts Castle, crackling and splashing along the way.

......