The next morning, Ennie was startled by Hermione.

Although the girl dressed up a little, it was still difficult to hide the tiredness on her face.

"Yesterday they were noisy in the lounge until the middle of the night, and when they came back to the dormitory, they were still chattering."

Hermione gave a big hacher as she spoke, and began to miss the days of occupying Aini's office.

Everyone at Hogwarts knew that Ernie had been making his home in the Forbidden Forest, but Beauxbatons and Durmstrang didn't know, and with Bagman's big mouth, God knows what rumors could come out of him if he played his role.

So Hermione moved back to the dorm the day before yesterday.

It's a pity that she communicates enough with everyone during the day, and she doesn't have loneliness at night to relieve her roommates, but she thinks they are noisy.

She doesn't have high requirements, she just wants to read a book quietly for a while, or study the magic script.

Ever since Aini had helped her fix the Grim Chain, the girl had become even more obsessed with the wonderful little things.

"Maybe ......"

Eni pondered for a moment, then reached out and ruffled the girl's hair, "That's good, go talk to Minerva, and ask for a separate lounge by the way."

The little witch who was confused when she heard the words instantly lit up her eyes. Professor McGonagall values rules, but as a qualified Lion House member, she is not inflexible for the sake of honor.

Didn't you see Harry join Team Quidditch when he was in his first year?

Moreover, due to special circumstances, it is not without precedent for a separate lounge application.

Steady!

Hermione happily ran to Professor McGonagall's office.

Ani collected her thoughts while wandering aimlessly around the castle.

Others, when they wander, are much more in high spirits.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students woke up early in the morning to visit the thousand-year-old castle – breakfast had not yet been served.

Then the young wizards were numb, and the changing passages and moving staircases cast a fog over their Hogwarts journey, and if it weren't for the increase in the number of Hogwarts students in the corridors over time, few would have made it back to the Great Hall for a hearty breakfast.

"Suck and Slip"

Ron snorted contentedly at the cheese on his fingers, his gaze wandering over the Ravenclaw and Slytherin tables, "I love Triwizard Tournaments."

"Me too."

Harry nodded in agreement, but there was a hint of longing in his heart - it would be better if he could become a warrior himself.

So when Ron focused on the beauties and idols of the Colonel, Harry's eyes couldn't help but wander to the opposite side.

Soon, Ron's gaze shifted as he had been staring at the place since he had eaten his fill.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Hermione's tone was brisk, and it was clear that the girl was in a good mood right now.

"Ah, no...... It's okay......

Harry replied in a bit of a panic as if someone had spied on him, and lowered his head to deal with the bratwurst on his plate.

Ron, on the other hand, looked at Fleur's delicate face as if he hadn't heard.

"Inexplicable."

The girl muttered, shoved the remaining small piece of muffin into her mouth, and got up and walked towards the door.

"Looks like everything is going well."

Just listening to the little witch's brisk footsteps, Aini knew that what had happened before was done.

"As you expected."

Hermione squinted and smiled, looking so cute.

Seeing the girl's tired appearance, Professor McGonagall not only approved her request to rest at the club during the competition, but also crossed out several empty classrooms next to the club's grounds to expand the club's space.

- At first, the club mainly used the Room of Requirement as an activity venue, but although the space was sufficient and convenient, it changed too much, and later for security reasons, the headquarters was re-established in a vacant corridor next to the library.

However, as the society expanded, it became a full-fledged institution

The auxiliary management organization, the place seems a little cramped, this time it is just to rearrange and arrange.

President's office, separate offices for each department, large activity room, training ground, retreat room......

After a busy day, it's time for dinner.

"Let's do it first, and we'll do the decoration ourselves."

Hermione wiped the sweat from her forehead, and three gray marks appeared on her fair skin.

Aini couldn't help but smile, reaching out to condense a water mirror in front of her.

"No matter, rest for a while."

After two more casual wipes, Hermione was half-lying on the couch and refused to get up.

Not only had they separated the rooms, but Eni had gone to Dumbledore to apply for permission, reconnecting the new headquarters' magic network and creating a secret passage to his office.

Originally, he wanted to connect the lounges of the four academies by the way, so that it would be more convenient for the students to meet and communicate, but considering that it was still an eventful situation, he could only postpone it for the time being.

However, in the next few days, everything was calm, the cats roamed around, the rats secretly observed, the little phoenix patrolled back and forth in the various layers of space, and Ani opened the True Eye almost around the clock, intending to search for some clues.

I have to say that Voldemort's unusual move this time put a lot of pressure on Ani, who just wanted to grab the opponent's tail in the shortest possible time and pull it back into his rhythm.

But nothing new has happened recently, and even Bagman has survived the recovery period of the Imperius Curse, and his emotions have calmed down.

Of course, being able to stay at Hogwarts and avoid those goblins still makes Bagman feel very happy.

Until he met a woman, a woman who was not considered an abomination - if anyone could smash her face into a ball.

If the Daily Prophet were to run a "Most Unpopular Man" poll, Rita Skeeter would be on the list, excluding all side moves.

The way she looks when she's babbling and making up rumors is very appealing — to fists, bricks, or pans and things like that.

"Whew...... Today's protagonist is here, and you should be more focused on your work. Just like me, I came to Hogwarts to work."

Bagman struggled to calm himself down, and once again emphasized that he was here for the Ministry of Magic's mission, not to hide from those ugly goblins!

"Ha, come here, little girl. I've heard that Dumbledore requires the Warriors to be at least 17 years old, but you obviously don't meet the requirements, can you tell me about the shady inside...... Is it?"

As soon as she saw Hermione, Rita rushed over to her, and began to spit out before she could get closer.

Then he saw Ani coming in with him, and almost swallowed the tail back of his voice.

"Oh, ha, haha, Mr. Scamander, what a surprise meeting, please forgive me for being unprepared."

The woman laughed awkwardly a few times, and quickly changed to a flattering face.

This also made Hermione, who had just raised some anger, change her mood in an instant, and turned around and showed a sweet smile.