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Ginny glanced at the others in the common room, lowered her head and whispered, "You say... Why did Roger suddenly become interested in chrysanthemums?

"No, on the contrary, this sign has been there for a long time. Hermione looked serious at the question.

Because she remembered that in the first grade, in order to protect the Philosopher's Stone, she took the headmaster into the last room, only to find Roger trying to rip off Harry's pants with his bare ass.

Then the girl suddenly realized how lively and cute she was back then, and then look at her current self... It seems that he is going farther and farther down a road of no return...

Harry in the back was also bruised: "And this tendency should be quite serious..."

Wild ball boxing, every time you drink, you will run naked... Who is contagious with these things? The little savior doesn't want to speak, he just wants to be quiet...

The sudden mention of this question made Neville's little fat man equally shocked, and he thought back that every time he drank with Roger and Harry, he faintly felt that every time his ass was cold......

Ahem, this is purely psychological, lying on the floor with a bare butt for a night, whoever rests on the water butt is cold, if the body bones are a little weak, maybe the stomach hurts...

As for Roger's main purpose today, it was to fool himself into going to the Triwizard Tournament. It's a little difficult, and he's not very sure...

If you want to fool the Goblet of Fire, which has a good spell, you will need to use a particularly powerful confusion charm, which is not described in the books or movies, and Roger does not know which spell it is... But it's not impossible.

As for going to die in the Forbidden Forest... If he wants to go, he will go by himself, and Roger is not happy to carry so much burden...

The big nonsense in front of me is all confusing the audio-visual of my friends.

For the next few weeks, Roger didn't do anything, and every day in and out of class, he was under the watchful eye of Harry and Hermione, and there was no sign of anything going on.

But in Hermione's eyes, this was all the calm before the Triwizard Tournament officially began, and once Roger failed to sign up, there was a reason to drag them to the Forbidden Forest to play and die.

And Roger is indeed waiting for the opportunity for the Triwizard Tournament to begin.

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A few days later, when Roger and the others finished their magical beast protection class for the day, although no one could figure out what the fried snails Hagrid had made, the price was still amazing, and Harry and Hermione were so tired that their backs hurt.

They wanted to hurry back to the common room to take a shower and rest in the soft armchairs. But when they came to the foyer, they found that they could no longer move forward, because a large group of students were huddled under the marble staircase, around a large poster board erected.

Although Roger didn't want to admit it, Harry was currently the tallest of the three of them, and the little savior stood on tiptoe, went over the heads of those in front of him, and read the words on the notice aloud to both of them:

"Triwizard Tournament

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6 p.m. on Friday, 30 October. The afternoon class will end half an hour early, when students are invited to return their school bags and textbooks to the dormitory, meet in front of the castle, meet our guests, and then join the welcome banquet. ”

The announcement in the foyer raised Harry and Hermione's somewhat relaxed vigilance again.

The people who lived in the castle had the same noticeable impact. For the next week, everywhere we went, there seemed to be only one topic to talk about: Triwizard Tournament.

Rumors spread quickly among the students, like highly contagious germs: who would be the Champions of Hogwarts, what the Championship would be, and how the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students would be different from them.

Thorough cleaning of the castle has also begun. Several sordid portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed figures were very unhappy about it. They sat hunched in the frame, muttering sullenly, grinning in pain each time they touched the tender pink flesh of their faces.

The armor suddenly became shiny and shiny, and it no longer creaked when it moved. When Filch, the janitor, saw that some of the students had forgotten to clean their shoes, he went into a rage, causing the two first-year girls to go into hysteria.

The other faculty members also seemed nervous.

"Longbottom, please, don't show your face to Durmstrang and let them see that you don't even have a simple transformation charm!" Professor McGonagall yelled as the class ended. The lesson went particularly badly, and Neville Fat accidentally grafted his ear onto a cactus.

On the morning of October 30, when Roger and his gang went downstairs for breakfast, they found that the auditorium had been renovated overnight.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing one of Hogwarts houses: Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, Hufflepuff with a black badger on a yellow background, and Slytherin with a silver python on a green background.

Behind the teacher's desk, there hung the largest banner with the coat of arms of Hogwarts: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake linked together, surrounded by a large letter H (the initial of Hogwarts).

Roger, Hermione, and Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table, next to Fred and George. The twins uncharacteristically avoided the crowd and muttered to the sidelines.

"Do you two have a way to do the Triwizard Tournament?" Harry asked tentatively, "Do you still want to sneak in?"

At the point where Dumbledore announced that the school would hold the Triwizard Tournament this year, the pair had been clamoring to participate, but unfortunately they were still a few months apart before they turned 17.

Unable to get anything out of Roger's mouth, Harry wanted to try to start somewhere else, even if he was very confident in Dumbledore's defenses, but it was still necessary to run into Roger's unreasonable goods, just in case.

"I went to ask Professor McGonagall how the Warriors were chosen, but she wouldn't tell me," George said resentfully, "she just told me to shut up and concentrate on my raccoon transformation." ”

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and didn't ask any more, Roger was on the sidelines, and it was not good for him to notice something.

That day, there was a sense of anticipatory joy in the air. In class, no one was paying attention, and everyone thought that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.

Even if he was worried about Roger's affairs, Harry was looking forward to it, and to be honest, he didn't know there were any other schools of magic before this year.