In the end, Harry and Hermione didn't understand why Krum revealed the first item of the Triwizard Tournament to Hermione, which is no ordinary little secret, and whoever gets the news will get a head start in the competition and even win the competition.

Even Hermione herself, she never thought to tell the other three warriors about the fire dragon in the game.

Then again, did Krum say it to everyone, or just Hermione? Where did he know about this top-secret information?

When he went to the Forbidden Forest that night, Hagrid only took her and Lady Maxim with him, and Professor Karkaroff didn't discuss the matter with Harry and Hermione for a long time, and the only possibility that Snape had helped Karkaroff find out about it by virtue of his relationship with Professor Blaine.

This speculation led directly to Harry's sense of Snape to a new level, and during Friday morning's Potions class, Harry had been staring at Snape with hatred, and Snape had no doubt felt Harry's disgust.

In just one hour, Gryffindor's scoring hourglass suffered a catastrophe, and Snape tried his best to deduct points for Harry, and Gryffindor lost nearly forty points in one lesson.

"I'm going to Professor Moody!"

By the end of the lesson, Harry kicked over the stool and ran out of the professor before Snape could deduct points again, and when Hermione reached the foyer, he huffed,

"Tell him that Durmstrang's Warriors snooped on the game, and that he has clear evidence of kicking Snape out of the school!"

"Don't, Harry!"

Hermione said nervously,

"If Snape is kicked out of Hogwarts because of this, then Hagrid will be punished too!"

Harry choked for breath, then hurried upstairs with his head down.

The last lesson of the morning was Professor Blaine's physical education class, which belonged to Snape and was taken from him by Professor Blaine. Because it was a coordinated lesson, the students who participated were not neatly present, and by the time Harry and the others arrived in the classroom, they were probably only halfway there.

Now, the young wizards have experience with this course, before the official class begins, everyone throws all the school bags, robes, etc. in the corner, and then moves in the wide classroom to stiffen their bodies, so that they can be more agile when dodging, and Harry and Hermione quickly join the team.

Taking advantage of this, Amosta is still writing back to those who apply to watch the game, and he must finalize the list of spectators today.

One may just expect the warriors to be heroic in the game, but for someone like Amosta, the game is not so simple, it is like a big banquet, a rare platform for communication and communication in the European wizarding community.

After about ten minutes, when the students finally arrived, Amosta stuffed the letter into the envelope, handed it to a school owl crouched by the window, and turned his head to find the students looking at him with a little awe.

"What's wrong?"

Amosta raised an eyebrow in surprise, asking Astoria as close to him.

"Are you in trouble, Professor?" The little girl didn't answer the question immediately, but thought for a few seconds before responding cautiously, "Because. Do you look serious? ”

"Oh-"

The students nodded their heads, and Amosta laughed,

"That's right, the school board rejected my request for a raise, and I'm thinking about telling them to get out of the way and I'll pay myself my own salary!"

There was a burst of laughter, and even Harry, who was holding back his breath, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Amosta walked from behind the desk to the front, resting his butt on the edge of the table and starting to roll call, and after confirming that the personnel were all there, he looked at everyone with a smile,

"That's right, there is one thing, because of the impact of the Triwizard Tournament, next week's physical education class will be temporarily suspended, and it will be resumed next week."

The students weren't particularly surprised by this, the first event was scheduled for next Wednesday afternoon, and the PE class was on Wednesday evening, but Professor Van Bryan had a bit of a conscience and he shouldn't have let them get into class at a time when they should have a lively discussion or celebration with their classmates.

"--Also, all the PE students, except Cedric Diggory and Hermione Granger, have their Wednesday morning classes cancelled, and I've already said hello to your respective deans—"

Amosta said with a smile, and saw the surprise on the little wizard's face as he wished,

"I have an extra task for you--"

"What is it?" Ernie McMillan asked excitedly.

"That's-"

Amosta clapped his hands and beckoned the students to him, smiling at the faces full of excitement and curiosity,

"I don't think there's anyone who doesn't know about the terrorist attack at the Quidditch World Cup this summer, which had a devastating impact and lost a lot of people, and the Triwizard Tournament is also a big event that has attracted a lot of attention, and I discussed with Headmaster Dumbledore what to do if some daring Dark Wizards really try to attack the guests who come to watch the tournament—"

Some of the bright-witted wizards had already guessed what Professor Bryan was going to say, and they stared at Professor Bryan eagerly, eager to hear the answer.

"Normally, we should ask the Ministry of Magic for a little support and send some strikers to guard it, but I think this is a rare opportunity-"

Amosta cleared his throat and finally stopped selling off,

"I need some manpower, arrive at Hogsmeade Station early next Wednesday morning, to greet the guests sent by the Hogwarts special train, when the time comes, you will be escorted in batches according to the teams that practice dueling confrontation, and when all the personnel have arrived, you will also need to carry out the task of maintaining order on the spot from the beginning to the end of the game."

The room was silent, no students spoke, and Amosta could only see a pair of eyes that were full of excitement.

"How?" Amosta frowned deliberately, "I thought it was a good idea, if you didn't--"

"We do!"

Fred and George yelled at once.

Go on a mission, oh my gosh, what a cool thing that sounds like that!

"Do you really think—"

The lively Gryffindor girl, Angelina raised her hand and asked in a trembling voice,

"Do you really think that we can cope with a terrorist attack?"

"Oh, of course, you're making so fast that I can see it all-"

Amosta said with a smile,

"Of course, I have to tell you that I personally don't think there will be any terrorist attacks, and perhaps the biggest difficulties you will encounter are early morning and cold weather. But it's also necessary to do so, isn't it because you're part of Hogwarts, and now it's a way for us to show the whole European wizarding community what Hogwarts is like and how much we value the game—"

It sounded a lot more fun than fighting a dragon, and, moreover, it made more sense - Hermione pursed her lips with a grumbling look in her eyes.

"So, we need a little extra training, I mean, you can't look too amateurish, can you. You need to dress neatly and be in high spirits to show your guests the best side, and this class, including the next Saturday and Sunday, I need to give you emergency training, such as the queue of escorts, how to guard the surroundings, etc. ”

How could there be an opinion?

What a fun thing it is, even though they are not Warriors, maybe with this, they can show their faces in the Triwizard Tournament as well!

"Time is short, so let's start—"

Amosta's face was pleasant, and he pointed to the doorway to Cedric and Hermione, who were dull and indifferent to the crowd as if they were outsiders.

"So, Mr. Diggory and Miss Granger, go about your own business, I don't have anything to do with you here--"

(End of chapter)