The death of Crouch Sr. is a big deal, even if he has been missing for a long time before, but as long as his death is not confirmed for a day, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Clearly, hope has been utterly dashed. Fudge was furious by the death of a high-ranking Ministry of Magic, and that night he led some of the Ministry officials to Hogwarts and talked with Dumbledore for a long time before leaving with the corpse of Crouch Sr.

They needed to give Crouch Sr. a decent funeral, and with the Crouch family already dead, only the Ministry of Magic could afford it.

"Maybe the third event of the tournament is going to be canceled." There were many people in the castle discussing this, but Ike knew that the more times like this, the more unlikely it would be that the tournament would stop, and the Ministry of Magic would do everything in its power to make sure the tournament went smoothly.

Sure enough, in mid-June, the Oros were stationed at Hogwarts. They were placed near the Quidditch pitch, to keep the field safe and to watch over the cuties Hagrid had put into the maze.

There is also the task of acting as a rescuer on the day of the third event, ensuring that the first time the warriors give up on the scene to rescue.

In Fudge's opinion, Hogwarts alone may not be enough to do this, and he doesn't want to see any more casualties now.

After the final exams, the atmosphere at Hogwarts grew more and more joyful as the day of the competition drew closer.

The little wizards don't care about any danger or not, they just want to watch the excitement after the exam.

But for Harry, it was getting more and more nervous. Throughout June, he was basically learning and practicing new magic, and if he knew the competition in advance, he would definitely have to prepare for it.

This matter is inseparable from Hermione's help, and if it is only him and Ron, I don't know how many detours will be taken.

In terms of unreliability, there is no such thing as negative and positive. As a result, Ike hadn't enjoyed a leisurely time with Hermione for a while, and it wasn't until the eve of the game that Hermione was finally done with Harry's business.

"You don't look nervous at all." At the top of the tower, the two of them leaned against the railing, looking at the boat in Rydhamstrang in the Black Lake, Hermione whispered.

"There's nothing to be nervous about in this game." Ike replied.

"Also, none of that may be dangerous to you." Hermione sighed,

"Harry has been busy for a while, and I don't know if a few spells will work then."

"He's sure he'll be fine." Ike looked at Hermione and smiled,

"He is our 'savior.'"

"Yes, Savior......" Hermione muttered, her eyes staring into the distance. Ike noticed it a little and put away the smile on his face.

"You've decided, Ike." Hermione said slowly.

“…… Kindness. Ike turned, leaning his back against the railing, lowering his head slightly. Even though he had been prepared in his heart, at the moment when Hermione poked, his heart was still a little messy.

"Actually, you decided a long time ago......" Hermione still looked at the Black Lake in the distance,

"The books, the notes, and the manuscript......"

"Now that I think about it, you never hid the fact that you were leaving......

"Ike in my memory will not reveal all his secrets."

"But this school year, you have exposed your secrets more than once......"

"Professor Moody, kill a fire dragon, and that sea control ......" Hermione turned her head and looked at Ike quietly.

"The place you're going must be dangerous......" Ike couldn't bear to look into Hermione's eyes, the kind of gaze that drained his courage and his steadfastness a little bit.

"Whew......" Hermione saw Ike's hesitation, closed her eyes slightly, and let out a long sigh of relief, and when she opened them again, her eyes were full of determination.

"Do what you have to do......"

"Hermione ......"

"Ike!" Hermione stared at Ike,

"You made your choice, and I made mine."

"So, don't bother with ......"

"Because ......"

"I'll go find you!"

"Definitely!" Slowly raising his hand and gently wiping the tears from Hermione's cheeks, Ike shook his head.

"When you know where I'm going, if you still feel that way......"

"Then I promise, I will protect your ......"

"No, you don't! Don't underestimate me, Ike......" Hermione raised her hand and knocked Ike's hand down,

"Do you think I don't know where you're going?"

"On the left arm that you have covered all year, there is a black mark!"

"You...... Got it? Ike didn't expect Hermione to even guess this.

"Don't underestimate me, Ike, I'm not a weak little girl!" Hermione wiped away the tears she had accidentally left behind,

"I'm Hermione Granger of Gryffindor!"

"No!" Ike shook his head slightly,

"I never underestimated you, it's just that until then, you need to be well prepared."

"At least, ......"

"Learn those books, those spells, I know." Looking at Hermione with determination in front of him, Ike laughed.

"Got it thought through?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, I'll wait for you." Ike held out his pinky finger, and Hermione grinned and hooked.

"Tell you quietly......" leaned into his ear and whispered,

"Dumbledore knows about it......"

"I know......" The corners of Hermione's mouth quietly rose,

"I guessed ...... too"

"So, you're going to learn Occlumency."

"I will......" ......... On game day, Ike arrived early in the conference room next to the auditorium, which Professor Flitwick had told him early on, and as a privilege, relatives of the Warriors were invited to watch the finals.

Pushing open the door, there were already a lot of people inside. Krum was speaking Bulgarian quickly with his parents, not at all gloomy.

Beside her, Fleur was talking to her mother, and Gabrielle was holding Fleur's hand and looking around curiously.

In front of the fireplace, Mrs. Weasley was talking to Julian, and Bill was still standing not far away.

"Little Ike!" Julianne saw Ike at a glance and waved her hand excitedly. Ike hurriedly greeted him and was hugged directly by Julianne.

"I didn't expect them to invite you over, after all, ......"

"I'm a Muggle?" Julianne laughed,

"The wizard's family has the right to know, have you forgotten?"

"I really forgot about ......" Ike scratched the back of his head, he really forgot about it,

"I'll show you around."

"Well, I want to see what the world of magic is like, too." Julianne naturally raised her hand to rub Ike's head, but suddenly realized that the child in front of her was now grown.

Even if you stand on tiptoe, you have to raise your hand to the highest level to be able to touch it.