"Harry, Harry!"

In the dark and broken passages, Hermione desperately chased Harry, however, it turned out that even after training, she was still a little far from Harry in terms of athletic talent, and no matter how hard she tried, the distance between her and Harry grew.

"Stop, Harry!"

Seeing that the road beneath her feet began to curve, Hermione knew that they were almost at Hogwarts, and she yelled anxiously, and felt a hint of regret in her heart.

On the one hand, she regretted that she shouldn't have told Harry that Professor Bryan wasn't going to hold him accountable for hurting Fleur, because Professor Bryan had sent them to his office at night to be punished in the name of sneaking out of the school - which relieved Harry of his worries.

On the other hand, she also regretted that she hadn't told Harry about Ron's careful thinking during this time, and this was probably the root cause of Harry's anger. He sensed that he had been betrayed, and that betrayal wasn't just from Ron, and that Hermione was aware of all of this and didn't say anything to him, which was also a bad thing.

"Listen to me, Harry!"

Hermione shouted anxiously, a broken cry already in her voice.

Harry hadn't heard Hermione call him again, and he had noticed the pleading in Hermione's tone, but now there was a fire burning in his chest, and it was burning all over his body, and he had to run as hard as he could to make him feel less uncomfortable.

He was running through the dark passages, but his eyes began to flash the time he had spent with Ron and Hermione in the years he had spent at Hogwarts, from the first time the three of them met on the Hogwarts train to today, they had saved the Philosopher's Stone together, investigated the basilisk together, and hunted down the innocent Sirius in the Forbidden Forest together.

Together with Ron, he flew to Hogwarts in Mr. Weasley's car, and together with Hermione, used the time turner to capture Peter

The three of them had gone through so many wonderful experiences together, and Harry had thought that their friendship would always be strong, just like Sirius, Remus, and his mom and dad, but now, Sirius actually used Peter's example to imply that Harry couldn't tell whether he was angry or frightened right now, he just wanted to. Just want to find Ron right away and punch him in the face of his freckled nose!

Wow--

The sudden white light made Harry, who had been running in the tunnel for a while, dizzy for a few seconds, and at this moment, Hermione finally caught up, she rolled over and jumped off the hunchbacked witch's body, her hair scattered, and two clear tears under her eyes.

Harry was swooping down the hallway window and squinting at the field below, Hermione gasped for a few quick breaths before running over and grabbing Harry's robe, but Harry, who had already confirmed something, forcefully snatched it back from Hermione's hand and prepared to rush down.

"What do you want to do, Harry!"

Hermione blocked his path with outstretched arms.

Harry never imagined that he would one day speak to Hermione in such a tone, but he said very stiffly,

"Get out of the way, Hermione, I'm going to go down to Ron Weasley and punch him in the nose, and if I can, I'd like to rip off his skull and see how many ridiculous thoughts are in his stupid little head!"

"Don't do that, Harry!"

Hermione pleaded,

"Sirius just asked you to have a good talk with him--"

"I'll talk to him!" Harry exclaimed, "But wait until his nose is the same as Fleur Delacour, if he doesn't, I'm afraid he'll not be clear!" ”

Harry, who was determined to leave, was unstoppable by Hermione, and there was a fierce chase in the castle. To the astonishment of many, Harry descended the stairs to the auditorium like a gust of wind, jumping down the marble staircase in front of the foyer in two steps and rushing towards the venue.

Ron and Seamus and Dean let loose on the field, riding Harry's Firebolt, while Seamus and Dean were completely left behind by him using the Sweep series. They seemed to be in high spirits, and even the misty light rain didn't interfere with the fun of their game.

"Get down!"

Harry was even more furious by the sight of this, and he drew his wand and fired a brilliant red light into the sky, and shouted,

"Come down, Weasley!"

The sudden movement disrupted the rhythm of the three of Ron, causing them to almost collide in the air, and then, they spotted Harry yelling at them on the ground, and after a curious glance at each other, Ron controlled the fire bolt and slowly floated down.

"What's wrong?"

Ron asked in confusion as he glanced at Seamus and Dean who had fallen behind him, and then, looking at Harry and Hermione, who had hurried over with a miserable face, asked in confusion.

Harry didn't speak, but looked at Seamus and Dean, and it wasn't hard for him to see that Harry was getting angry right now, especially since Hermione was secretly gesturing to the two of them to leave.

"We forgot to have lunch --"

Dean patted his head and said smartly, he gave Seamus a look, and the two of them ran away quickly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ron frowned, confused. He looked at Hermione with his head down, because for some reason, he didn't want to meet Harry's eyes now.

To be honest, Harry didn't know how to say anything when he saw Ron, and of course, he didn't do anything, although he did want to punch Ron in the nose.

"Didn't you go to see Sirius?"

Unable to get a hint from Hermione, Ron turned to face Harry, his eyes flashing with an unnatural look, a quick glance in Harry's eyes and a quick avoidance.

"yes!"

Harry nodded his head as he gasped,

"Thanks to him, I figured something out. For example, you've always wanted to put an ugly scar on your forehead or something! ”

"Harry, don't--"

Hermione poked Harry's waist as she pursed her lips, tears rolling in her eyes.

Ron's face turned pale all of a sudden, his pupils contracted, and fear was seeping out of the center of light and shadow in his eyes.

Harry's appearance was unbearable, but at the same time, there was a surge of happiness in his heart. Truth be told, he wasn't having a good time during this time, Hermione was picked to be the Champion of the Championship, and many arguments proved that it wasn't just a prank, but an elaborate conspiracy, and he had been worried about it. He thought that he was just as worried as himself, and even more worried than himself, but it turned out that it was not the same thing at all!

"I don't understand, do you?"

Harry clenched his fists and stared at Ron,

"What do you think about Hermione becoming a Warrior!"

Hermione's lower lip was bloodshot, and she held herself and turned her face elsewhere to not let Harry and Ron see that she was crying.

If Ron's face could be described as pale just now, now it was pale without a trace of blood, and he looked at the firebolt that belonged to Harry in his hand, and if he could, he even wanted to ride it away from Harry and Hermione!

"What's the matter, there's nothing to say, is there?"

Harry gasped and said in a cheerful tone,

"Perhaps, you finally realized that you are a fool and an idiot, right?"

"I'm not a fool!"

Ron looked up suddenly, he didn't avoid Harry's eyes, he roared angrily,

"I'm not stupid either!"

(End of chapter)