Malfoy wasn't afraid, but he was getting gloomy.

He was a tiny bud in a corner of Hogwarts that no one cared about, and it hadn't even bloomed.

All eyes of the school were now on Harry.

The calendar is flipped page by page.

In their busy study and life, they are looking forward to the fact that February is finally coming, and at the end of this month, the second round of the Triwizard Tournament will be ushered in.

During this period of time.

Harry continued to study every day, occasionally digging out the map to see if the name Barty Crouch or "Cobain Yaxley" would appear, but unfortunately he couldn't find anything, but he could often see Karkaroff's name in Snape's office.

Although he was diligent in his travels, he was still timid and fearful, and he had not yet made up his mind to contact the Death Eaters.

Until the week before the second round of projects.

An unexpected figure appeared at Hogwarts.

In the lounge, Crookhill led a large black dog in, and although it was disguised very similarly, almost anyone who knew it could tell at a glance that it was Sirius Black, and George and Fred greeted him eagerly, feeding him a piece of chocolate and a glass of vodka.

Wait for Harry and them to come back.

A few people were dancing there with their dogs on their legs.

With a wave of his wand, Harry turned a piece of parchment on the table into a collar and lifted it.

"Oh, Harry, you're back?" Fred waved at him and greeted him cheerfully, "Would you like to have a drink together?" ”

Harry shook his head, "No, I'm afraid the godfather came to me for something." ”

He dragged Sirius out again.

Hermione and Ron followed.

When they all walked out, Fred nodded blankly, muttered in response, turned his head to look at his hand, and wondered, "What about Mr. Black?" ”

Outside the tower, a cold wind swished.

Refreshing Sirius's alcohol-paralyzed mind, he looked up at Harry, then at Hermione and Ron, and after making sure there was no one else, he yawned and became a man.

"Harry, long time no see!" He greeted warmly.

Harry nodded, "It's been a long time, why didn't you come to school without notifying?" ”

"I'm going to surprise you." Sirius reached into his arms, pulled out his Traceless Stretch Charm Bag, and took out something, "There are some things on vacation, I didn't make it back at Christmas, it's a belated Christmas present." ”

Ron's eyes widened.

Hermione was surprised.

Harry's expression was complicated.

It was an egg, not a dragon egg, but it was filled with a vigorous aura like a dragon egg, a breath that he was very familiar with.

"Thunderbird's egg?" He took a deep breath.

Sirius held it aloft, "Yes, it took a lot of work to get it, the Ministry of Magic of Eremecan, oh, they call it Congress, it's so tough, they're not like those Muggle officials. ”

"I'm so responsible, every time I show up at the border, they will immediately come out and eyeing me."

As he spoke, he sighed.

He talked endlessly about how he crossed the Mediterranean, crossed the dangerous land of Africa, set out from Mozambique, floated in the Indian Ocean for half a month, was almost swallowed by a giant whale, and recuperated in Ostrilla for a week before officially starting his journey across the Pacific Ocean.

It's just that Erimecan can't get in.

He had to spend a few days of vacation in Hawaii before he landed with a group of stowaways.

In order to steal the Thunderbird egg, how did he fight a group of Thunderbirds and escape before the wizards found out.

Ron listened intently, his eyes full of envy.

What a wonderful four months.

"Didn't get caught, did you?" When he was finished, Harry asked.

Sirius shook his head and winced his eyebrows, "How is it possible, I'm very experienced, well, although the wizards of Erimecan are very serious, they are not much better than the Aurors, and a transformation spell can play them around." ”

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't want to find a way to get you out in a few months." ”

Sirius shoved the egg into his arms: "How could it be! It's just a pity that I originally wanted to steal a Thunderbird breeding manual. ”

"But their sense of smell is a little too sharp, not the Aurors of Great Britain"

Harry interrupted him with the egg in his hand, "Are you letting me raise it?" ”

"Huh?" Sirius nodded blankly, "The Thunderbird is a very powerful magical animal, no less than a phoenix, and the blood and feathers of the Thunderbird are too difficult to get, and sometimes as soon as I hear the news, it is bought." ”

"Of course that's good, Godfather." Harry touched the egg, feeling its breath, "But where should I keep it?" ”

"School?"

Sirius nodded thoughtfully, "So I got a space at home to raise it?" ”

"It's better to get legal formalities." Harry echoed him, "I'll ask Professor Dumbledore in a few days, he should have a solution." ”

"I'm going to contact someone from the Ministry of Magic, too." Sirius snapped his mouth.

"Speaking of the Ministry of Magic." Harry gave him back the egg, this thing couldn't be kept in his own hands, or he was always wondering if he could make it into a potion, "Godfather, I have to trouble you to help me check on a few people." ”

"You're going to do it to the Ministry of Magic?" Sirius' eyes turned dangerous.

Harry shook his head and told him the details of the events before and after the Ball, "I doubt Barty Crouch Jr., but the most likely person to do these things is Cobain Yaxley at the moment. ”

Sirius' eyes became more dangerous: "I know him, a very troublesome fellow, I have fought him many times. ”

"That Skeeter guy hasn't known where to run lately, and he hasn't heard from me yet." Harry frowned, "Something may have happened to her, the Daily Prophet hasn't published her article for a while, if you have the chance, look for her." ”

"Which Skeeter?" Sirius was stunned for a moment, and his tone was surprised, "Is that Skeeter?" ”

Harry nodded, "The one from the Daily Prophet." ”

"She's on our side?" Sirius shook her head, a little incredulous, "That doesn't look like a nice guy. ”

"A little deal." Harry was succinct, "I'll explain to you when I find her, and she'll be on our side, at least when it comes to dealing with the Death Eaters." ”

Sirius nodded thoughtfully, "I was a little impressed with her, I always thought she was the kind of gossip thing. ”

"You're right." Hermione spoke, affirming his thoughts, "She really is. ”

After a little more chatting, Sirius couldn't wait to turn back into the big dog, ran to the common room, and continued to drink with George and Fred, and the sound that came out was no worse than the mermaid's singing, which was kind of a review of the second round of the project for the little lions to brush up on the content of the second round of the project.

Until the day of the game.

It's a somewhat eerie Friday, spring is coming, and the cold is a biting chill in the air in order to make another wave of power.

Harry wakes up early in the morning, and the game doesn't interfere with his normal routine.

When the workout returned, there was a rare absence of Hermione in the lounge.

Harry didn't take it to heart, it was good to take a break from bed once in a while, she needed a break now.

But until half-past eight, most of the students got out of bed, and by half-past nine, when the second round began, Hermione still didn't show up.

"Brown." Harry called out to Lavender, "Hermione hasn't gotten up yet?" ”

"Hermione?" Lavender was stunned, she was a little surprised, "Didn't she get up early?" ”

"Get up?" Harry's face became serious, and his voice was lowered a little, "Did you see her get up, or was there no one on her bed when you got up?" ”

"When I got up, there was no one on her bed, every day." Lavender immediately replied, "What is it?"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows, and before she could finish speaking, he rushed out of the lounge, opening the map of the living spots.

Maybe she's gone to the library.

Maybe something else.

But now the situation is unique, the Death Eaters are staring at themselves, and they find that they can't do anything to themselves, and then they do it to the people around them.

It's quite possible.

The map of the living point slowly spread out, Harry's eyes swept over, skimming over the women's dormitory, the common room, the library, and the bathroom, without the name of "Hermione Granger", he continued to search, and soon found the name of the person who worried him.

She's with a couple of other names.

Ludo Bagman, Albus Dumbledore, Lady Maxime, this is something he knows.

There are also unfamiliar ones like "Gabrielle Delacour", which seems to have been following Fleur Delacour all the time.

"Ivaneschi" was a very masculine name that Harry had seen, and he was often active on Durmstrang's shipwreck, and was not surprisingly a student of Durmstrang.

With Dumbledore, then Hermione's safety is guaranteed.

Harry grimaced, putting away the map of the living spots.

He already knew what the treasure of the second round was—his own treasure was Hermione.

Fleur's treasure is her sister, that is, Krum's treasure, which is somewhat surprising, is it actually a male, the same character as Dumbledore?

I had a rough guess in my mind.

But he walked honestly towards the Black Lake.

In a different way from the past, the seats that had surrounded the dragon enclosure last November were now lined up on the other side of the lake, and three huge curtains were erected in front of the seats, and the house-elves were busy fixing them.

Harry walked to a room and, without hesitation, pushed the door open.

In the room, Ludo, who was talking loudly, was stunned for a moment, and said in a panic and surprise: "Harry? How would you. Who told you that. ”

"I just found out that Hermione was missing early in the morning, and I was afraid that something would happen, so I looked for her." Harry replied softly, his gaze falling on Hermione, "Looks the same as I guessed, the 'treasure' of the second round of projects?" ”

Today's butt hurts, and suddenly it's a little hot, damn it!!

I'll update two chapters first, and I'll try to update the big chapter tomorrow

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