This afternoon, Hogwarts will hold the final event of the Final Six Tournament.

At the same time, towards the end of this match, there is probably a more heavyweight big party organized by the respected senior Riddle himself waiting for Hallie.

But Hallie seemed unhurried, laid-back, and chewed slowly for breakfast as usual.

But other warriors can't do that.

At this point, Krum's face had been gloomy, and he repeatedly cut the pastrami in front of him, not even noticing that he had cut the beef into small pieces.

Catherine repeatedly ravaged a hard-boiled egg, unconsciously pinching the peeled egg shell into tiny pieces.

Miguel didn't move in front of the table in front of him, but he pulled out a packet of black shriveled fruit, threw one into his mouth from time to time, and kept chewing.

And Fleur is doing much better than before, after all, she has also participated in a world-class competition.

In addition, she has also been tempered by the mentality of the first two competitions, and Harley is also magically guided and psychologically enlightened, so it is obviously in better shape.

But even so, in the face of greater danger and the death of the Warriors, Fleur still seems a little restless.

Hallie had to pat her on the shoulder from time to time lest Fleur add more fingerprints to the poor piece of bread in her hand.

After sending Harley the potion materials she had ordered from the Extraordinary Apothecary Guild, Hedwig just begged for a drink and quickly left.

Today, Hedwig, who is already a Sequence 6 hypnotist and has become better and better both mentally and physically, has more important tasks to complete.

"Hallie!" After breakfast, Professor McGonagall walked up to Hallie along the Gryffindor table.

"Tell you a bad news and a good news."

"First of all, bad news. According to the rules, relatives of the Warriors were invited to visit the finals. But the Dursleys were reluctant to come. ”

"Professor, how can this be bad news?" Harley wiped her hands with a handkerchief unhurriedly,

"I expected that. It's better that they're here. ”

"Professor, why don't you invite Professor Lupin and Sirius...... Wait, that's probably the good news? ”

"That's right. In fact, that's exactly what we did. Professor McGonagall nodded, smiling and rubbing Harry's head.

"We've invited Sirius and Remus, but they have some things to do right now, and I'm afraid they won't be able to reach Hogwarts until ten."

"I'll let you know when they arrive. You can continue to prepare for the game. ”

"Okay, Professor." Hallie replied politely.

When Professor McGonagall was gone, Hermione leaned her head back on, "Hallie, what are you going to do right away?" ”

"Do you want to go to the last row of the exam room to look up the materials?"

"Hallie, it's about to be a game, so you might as well relax with me."

Fleur on the side also put down her knife and fork and asked seriously,

"Mom and Dad have arrived at Hogwarts, you can come with me to visit them."

"And Daddy is always saying your name and wants to talk to you about Potions again!"

Hermione glanced at Fleur rather dissatisfied, and poked Harry's side of the waist:

"Hallie, it's not too late for exams, we need to get to the classroom quickly."

"It's Professor Binns' history of magic exam, but it's not good to be late."

…………

In the end, Harley chose to go to the exam room for the History of Magic exam.

Along the way, Hermione continued to discuss the possible content of the exam, and confidently said that she would definitely win first.

Hallie didn't answer the answer, and struggled to keep her expression from laughing.

During this period of time, because most of the consciousness was paying attention to the actions of the clone, coupled with the extreme confidence in his own strength.

So Harley's body doesn't have much movement, except for magical communication with Fleur, she is just taking a class with other fourth-year students.

She even took the final exam, which she didn't have to attend, and answered the exam paper to the brim.

Moreover, the wicked Harley deliberately did not let Hermione see the front of her answer parchment, and used the Warrior's privilege to place a large black tome on the table, pretending that she had spent all her time on the exam to check the information.

And when Hermione expressed regret for Harley's failure to take the exam, and announced with a little "reluctance" that she could only reluctantly accept the first place in the grade.

The girl didn't know that Harley was secretly snickering in her heart at this time.

Hallie was going to keep this scene in her memory and wait until the final exam results came out to make fun of Hermione.

If she could, she even wanted to extract this memory and make it into a "famous painting", and give Hermione a copy as a souvenir.

Since she was going to bully Hermione, Harley naturally wouldn't miss the exam in the history of magic.

It's a pity that Professor Binns really didn't cooperate with Hallie, and as a professor, it was inconvenient for him to collect the test papers, so he chose to let Hermione, who was the most active in the class, help him sort out the test papers.

As a result, Harry's neat parchment full of answers was naturally seen by Hermione.

This made Harley angry. Damn, the good fun is gone!

And when Hermione found this parchment, she quickly figured out the cause and effect of the matter and the key to it, and her face was shy and afraid.

Now thinking back to the "bold words" of the previous two days, she really wants to dig out a three-bedroom living room on the stone floor with her feet on the spot, and then hide in it!

It's so embarrassing! I don't even dare to talk to Harley properly!

As a result, Harley was brutally hunted down by Hermione, who was embarrassed and angry.

Thankfully, Professor McGonagall arrived in time to bring the news that Harley's parents had come to watch the game, which temporarily halted Hermione's retaliation.

Of course, if nothing else, Harley may be in trouble tonight. Like what...... Suffocated in bed with a ball.

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In Professor Dumbledore's office, Sirius was slumped in a chaise longue, while Lupin was sitting on the handle of a chaise longue.

"The two of you can't sit together in the way half a wizard should sit! Merlin is on top, you don't have a serious appearance every day, it's really ugly! ”

Phineas, the old headmaster on the wall who had the best relationship with Sirius and Lupin, complained unceremoniously.

"Old man, you're wrong!" Sirius couldn't help but correct,

"Lupin is a werewolf, so he can be counted as half a wizard! As for me......"

He jerked up from his chair and transformed into a big black dog in mid-air.

After a few hard screams, Sirius triumphantly turned back and lay down in his chair:

"My Animagus is a dog, so I can make up half a wizard! So, the two of us together should be able to make a wizard! ”

Phineas couldn't help but cover his face, not looking at his own offspring with a bad brain.

He had serious suspicions that Sirius had been in Azkaban for too long, and that his brain had become bad.

"I'm emphasizing the sitting position! Who asked you how many wizards you two were! ”

Phineas couldn't help but let out a hoarse roar, hating that iron is not steel, and scolded his great-great-grandson,

"Also, when did Animagus stop being a wizard! Animagus is a transfiguration magic! ”

"Whoever can use these spells must be wizards! What a half-wizard, idiot! ”

"Sirius, you've disgraced us Black! A lazy and stupid lion from Gryffindor! ”

Before the words fell, Phineas was hit on the back of his head by a Gryffindor graduate headmaster:

"Who are you scolding? How did Gryffindor provoke you! Don't blame Gryffindor for everything! Why don't you say it's his Slytherin blood! ”

The walls were mixed up again, and the Slytherin, who was still the usual person, surrounded the Gryffindor group alone.

Well, reverse bracketing.

Sirius didn't bother to bother with his merciless great-great-grandfather, and drank the pumpkin juice from the glass bottle again.

And Lupin didn't look much better than him, still clutching a chunk of egg and ham sandwich in his hand.

Both of them were in tatters. Clearly, they had an unusual experience before.

After completely solving the stomach problem, Sirius rubbed his abdomen and sighed:

"Finally a full meal! The smell of food in the place where the dark wizards and werewolves gathered was disgusting! ”

"Only the maggots that roll in the dung pit every day can eat it!"

"Before that, I used to eat that kind of food every day." Lupin on the side suddenly said faintly.

Sirius's grumbling words were snapped straight back into his throat.

He rubbed his tousled hair with an embarrassed smile, and a sound of unknown meaning came out of his mouth.

"Ah...... Well...... This...... I mean...... I mean......"

Lupin didn't pay attention to his brainless old fellow, but looked at the clock hanging on the wall:

"Professor Dumbledore, when is Harley coming?"

"yes, I want to ask too!" Sirius instantly found the best material to change the subject, and hurriedly agreed,

"What about my dear goddaughter? I haven't seen her for so long, I want to kill her! ”

"Shut up!" Lupin tried to pretend to be fierce and glared at Sirius,

"Have you forgotten what we've been suffering for lately? What we need now is to find out how soon Professor McGonagall will bring Hallie here. ”

"Before that, we're going to finish the debriefing!"

"Oooh." Sirius reacted at this point, then obediently closed his mouth and said no more.

Lupin began to report to Professor Dumbledore 1510 on what the two had seen and heard during this time, including the unusual behavior of the werewolves and the dark wizards.

Professor Dumbledore listened to Lupin's debriefing, nodding his head and asking for more details:

“…… Are you saying that during this time, Fenrir Greyback often called the captains of the werewolves to discuss certain things? ”

"Yes." Lupin nodded cautiously, "The leaders of those small groups of dark wizards also often go to him. ”

"Greyback used to call people for meetings as he does now, but they were very infrequent and didn't necessarily happen every two to three months."

"But during this time, he had meetings almost every three to five days."

Professor Dumbledore nodded:

"And did you hear what Greyback was talking to the other werewolves and dark wizards?"

"I don't know." Lupin grimaced and shook his head helplessly, "Professor Dumbledore, you know. ”

"My dad offended Greyback, so I was bitten by him."

"It is for this reason that although I am also a werewolf, when I enter the werewolf colony, I can only wander around the edges."

"Why is that?" The headmaster, who was listening on the wall, couldn't help but ask curiously, "Isn't that guy Finreal Greyback bitten quite a lot?" ”

"If he doesn't dare to give these werewolves a high position because he is afraid that these werewolves will hate him, then there shouldn't be many werewolves under him who have good brains to use."

"Of course he's not afraid that I hate him," Lupin's face was full of helplessness, "it should be said that he still hates my father, so he rejects me." ”

"I don't care about that, after all, I don't want to be part of Greyback's core group at all, and I don't want to be with them and hurt people together."

"But it also makes it impossible for me to know about the more classified events."

"And from other high-ranking werewolves or the leaders of the small group of dark wizards, can you get the information that Greyback said?"

Professor Dumbledore asked.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Sirius interjected the conversation for the first time,

"Remus and I tried for a long time, but these people were tight-lipped either."

"It's weird, after all, it turns out that when Greyback discusses things with these werewolves and dark wizards, he never forbids the leakage of news."

"It's no exaggeration to say that after he finished talking to the others in the morning, almost all the dark wizards and werewolves would know the whole thing in the afternoon."

"But this time, all the scum is tight-lipped and we have nothing to gain."

"The only thing that is certain is that they are planning something extremely bad, otherwise it would not have been possible to keep it so secret."

Before Sirius could finish speaking, Lupin suddenly remembered something: "Wait, there's one more very important thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Professor Dumbledore asked with a solemn expression.

"Professor, I suddenly remembered that during this period of time, goblins often appeared in werewolf colonies." Lupin spoke very slowly,

"And these goblins don't look like the goblins of Gringotts in England, at least neither I nor Sirius have seen them, and they don't speak with the same accent."

"Their whereabouts are too secretive, though, and we haven't found any more of them other than a few goblins who sell low-quality liquor to werewolves."

"Elf ......" Professor Dumbledore's face became more and more ugly as he tapped his fingers on the table.

He didn't believe that the elves would go out to sell shoddy liquor to dark wizards and werewolves, after all, everyone knew how poor these two groups were.

It's a pity that I can't do more investigation, because the goblin race is a very sensitive issue, and it has always been valued by the ministries of magic of various countries.

Professor Dumbledore let out a long sigh, feeling like a storm was coming.

Elves, werewolves, and dark wizards...... What an eventful time!

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