Out of nowhere, it was George Weasley.

He had been looking for the blonde boy for a long time.

Fred agrees with the idea.

However, Rig was obsessed with learning at first, and the twins were the most old-fashioned and overly academic.

After observing from a distance for a long time, he found that Rig was not Percy's type, and the twins dared to come into contact.

Finally Rig had time to talk, and the twins didn't have time.

As soon as the talented Seeker Harry entered the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Wood went crazy.

dragged them to train every day.

Merlin's wig.

Fred could hear Wood muttering as he slept.

"This is our most promising year......"

Walking on the way to the auditorium, Fred unconsciously read it.

Harvest a sympathetic glimpse of good brother George.

George said with a strange smile, "All right, boys, and girls. ”

"It's time."

Fred reflexively continued, "This is an important moment. ”

"The moment we've all been waiting for."

George laughed, feeling that Fred was not very smart today.

It's really crazy to be tortured by Wood, and my mind is full of his speeches.

George put his arm around his good brother's shoulders and pondered as he walked.

How can we alleviate Fred's demonic state?

George, who was looking around aimlessly, saw the swaying trio in the distance at a glance.

George patted Fred on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go find the blonde boy!" ”

Hearing the blonde kid, Fred, who looked haggard, shook his head.

Struggling to break free from a cycle of singles called Wood.

The two are tall and have long legs, and they can catch up with the trio in a few steps.

George let go of the hand that was holding Fred, stepped forward, and patted Rig on the shoulder.

"Are you free today? Chat in the Charms classroom at noon? ”

Rig heard a familiar voice.

When I looked back, I saw the Weasley twins, who were not in any better shape than them, and were also very haggard.

Rig is a little weak.

He's not a pigeon.

It's obviously an agreement on the Hogwarts Express, but I haven't gone to George and Fred at the end of the year.

The main reason is......

Well, he's a pigeon.

But Zero was smiling at him, Noble had learned to breathe fire, and Hermione had asked him to go to the library again......

Rig cleared his throat and said, "I have time, I see you've been busy lately, and Quidle Wizard hasn't been looking for you." ”

Rig looked at the twins with reproachful eyes, and the twins begged for mercy.

"See you at noon, then. It's really Wood's problem, and if it weren't for him, we would have come to you a long time ago. ”

Fred was sober at this moment, and quickly passed the flying pot to Wood.

Wood who just came out of dinner: ? Are you polite

"I don't think you need to eat, there are sandwiches in the stadium anyway."

Wood smirked, tugging George with his left hand and suppressing Fred with his right.

If he doesn't wield power, do you really think he's a piece of wood?

Harry and Ron behind Rig muttered quietly.

When he first met Wood, he thought Professor McGonagall was going to use a wooden cane to teach him a lesson for breaking school rules.

Ron was inherently empty.

If you don't have a good rest today, you'll be even more empty.

His back is sore and his legs are weak, and he can't get up when he squats on the ground with a smile.

The swaggering twins were dragged away by a well-fed Wood and rushed to the Quidditch pitch.

Wood didn't reserve a training venue in advance today, so he could get it early.

Rig and Harry were finally able to eat their fill.

Hermione, who hadn't seen her in the morning, sat down next to Rig out of breath.

Harry hurriedly helped her fill a bowl of cereal.

"Where have you been?"

Rig picked up a slice of roasted, crispy honey toast and looked at Hermione, who was tired early in the morning, in confusion.

Hermione let out a small shout, cautiously looking left and right.

I found that no one was paying attention here.

Only then did he take out a thin rectangular package from the thickened wizard's robe.

"This was given to me by Headmaster Dumbledore."

Hermione was nervous and expectant, "He said we did a good job of keeping Noble safe, so he gave Harry a gift. ”

"Oh, no." Hermione thought for a moment, recalling the conversation from the morning.

Seriously, every sentence is repeating in her mind now.

She's so excited, Headmaster Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of all, is coming for her!

She woke up feeling guilty about deducting points from Gryffindor, and vowed to cut off another hour of sleep.

Study hard and add up all the deducted points as soon as possible.

As soon as he left the common room, he saw Headmaster Dumbledore waiting.

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled at them, and her roommate Patil was about to faint.

Then, they found a hidden place to talk.

She stammered a lot of things, and Hermione hammered her head in annoyance.

She couldn't remember what she had said.

Headmaster Dumbledore didn't approve of her continuing to study with such a reduced break.

He also said that he believed she could give Gryffindor extra points, and Hermione's eyes were slightly red when he recalled this.

No, Rig and they were still waiting for her to speak, and Hermione suddenly realized that she had been immersed in memories for too long.

"Headmaster Dumbledore is talking about the return of things to their rightful owners, so this gift may have belonged to Harry in the first place."

Rig and Harry looked at each other in surprise.

Harry was because of a gift from Headmaster Dumbledore, and Rig was because he knew it was an invisibility cloak.

Just reach out and pinch it gently, and the gentle texture shows what this gift is.

Harry's porridge couldn't be drunk, and Ron hurriedly fetched a few pieces of bread and slices of meat from the paper basket containing the bread.

The boys hurried to the unfinished bathroom where they had last encountered the trolls.

After three months of living at Hogwarts, they found that no one was going to the bathroom.

Filch is distressed that the renovation plans have been disrupted, and the young wizards have avoided the bad luck classroom that the trolls have visited.

Towards the end of the period, this term became popular throughout Hogwarts.

A place that has been walked by stupid trolls, with a stupid curse.

Whoever goes becomes stupid.

Nobody wants to be stupid.

As a result, this became the stronghold of the only foursome who were not afraid of becoming stupid and cursed.

They saved Hermione here and became good friends.

Ron swore that if they were able to save Hermione here, it would mean that they would be smarter here.

Harry agreed.

After all, Ron never succeeded in casting the Levitation Charm again, which made Professor Flitwick angry enough.

Rig pushed open the tattered door of the bathroom.

Four people sat down in a chair each of them.

Harry took the package, picked it up and touched it, it was lightweight.

He unwrapped the paper bag.

Something like a liquid, silver-gray slid down to the floor, clumping together and shining.

Ron gasped.

"I've heard of this thing." He lowered his voice and put the bread in his hand back in the basket.

Hermione yelled in disgust, "Take out what you've eaten, you're saliva!" ”

"If I'm right—this thing is very rare and precious."

Rig touched the transparent fabric, and it slipped out of his hand again.

"What is it?"