The small room behind the Great Hall was usually locked, and the last time Harry saw him open it was the night Hermione had been chosen as a Hogwarts Warrior.

Intrigued, Harry walked in.

The fireplace directly opposite was lit with a fire, which made the room much warmer than the outside, and the furnishings were not complicated, with a few sofas and a long table, several sleeping portraits hanging on the side walls, and a few narrow checkered dressing rooms abruptly clinging to the innermost wall of the room, apparently made temporarily.

"You can pick and choose the suit that suits your size."

Amosta pointed to the pile of race jerseys on the table, and said gently to Harry and Ron, who were the first to walk in.

"Professor Blaine,"

Before Akihari entered the door, Harry asked urgently,

"What's going on, Professor. Me and Ron, does that mean that there are two people Hermione needs to rescue? ”

After receiving an affirmative reply, Ron also shouted,

"It's not fair!"

"When it came to choosing a rescue for Hermione, we agreed that both of you met the criteria for the 'most important person', the treasure, and Professor Karkaroff seemed to think that forcibly choosing one of the two of you might embarrass the remaining one and break your friendship, so he suggested that you get involved."

Amosta said with a smile.

This explanation made both Harry and Ron dumbfounded for a few seconds, looking at each other, Ron took a cool breath and snorted a few times,

"I'm going down to the Black Lake, I'd rather stay on the shore and watch the game!"

Harry grinned, but the wrinkles in his brow did not subside,

"But that makes it harder for Hermione, doesn't it?"

"You can't look at things so superficially, Harry," Amosta said calmly.

"The fact that two friends are in danger at the same time may be able to boost her fighting spirit and increase her resolve."

This.

Harry and Ron hesitated, but Qiu Zhang had already pushed the door in, and the topic was no longer suitable for continuity, Harry walked to the table with his head sullen and picked out a random dress, and walked straight to the most side of the dressing room, he twisted the handle, and the door did not open.

"That door might be broken, let's change the room."

Professor Blaine's voice came just in time, and Harry shrugged his shoulders and walked to the neighbor with his clothes.

When Qiu Zhang also walked into the locker room with suitable clothes, Gabrielle walked in slowly.

It can be seen that the little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes is still very scared, she bites her lower lip, tears in the corners of her eyes, but she does not say a word to retreat, but clenches Xiubai's little fist tightly, walks to the table and stands on tiptoe to pick up clothes.

Harry and Ron were about to walk out of the dressing room, and by the time they were out, Gabrielle, who had been the last to enter, had already changed her clothes and was waiting at the table.

Harry felt a little sympathy for the thought that this cute little girl was going down with him to the bottom of the terrifying Black Lagoon, and Harry smiled kindly at Gabrielle as she looked at him.

To Harry's surprise, Gabrielle seemed to have overcome her fear, and she smiled sweetly at him.

"Ahem--"

Perhaps fearing that they would be nervous, Professor Bryan's voice was softer than it had been before, and he smiled,

"It's a pity, guys, we don't have much time to waste on who comes first, and I can assure you that there won't be any pain, then, Harry?"

Harry grunted, his voice muffled, and seemed reluctant, but he heeded the call and stepped forward.

Twenty minutes later, Amosta walked out with a line of young wizards floating in the air, and was immediately greeted by a few people waiting outside.

Madame Maxim brushed Gabrielle's sideburns, her eyes slightly distressed,

"Are you sure there won't be a problem, Brian?"

"Oh, of course, uh... Cornelian... Mrs. Maxim—"

Amosta explains,

"I used it."

"Amosta's magical prowess is trustworthy, Olim,"

Dumbledore interrupted Amosta's explanation with a smile, and he beckoned to everyone,

"Come on, folks, I'm afraid we'll have to get everything in order as soon as possible, so that we might find time for breakfast."

The tension of the game kept Hermione up in the middle of the night, and she couldn't stop thinking about the bad assumptions.

For example, what if she tries to play magic, which she is not very proficient in, suddenly fails during the official competition? For example, with the size of the Black Lake, what if she can't retrieve the 'treasure' within the specified time?

In addition, Hermione is still confused about the 'treasure' in the hint.

She'd been keeping an eye on her belongings for some time, but the race was going to start tomorrow and so far, she hadn't found anything important.

This faint uneasiness ended in the thought that reason told her that she had to rest, and Hermione spent the second half of the night in a daze, until the sky dawned, and she finally fell asleep from the tiredness, but it didn't last long, and when the morning sun that slipped into the dormitory jumped over Parvati and Lavender's beds, and sprinkled on her face, Hermione sat up from the bed with a thud from the strong instinct of her body that had been formed by her long-standing habits.

Rarely, Lavender and Petil got up earlier than Hermione, and when Hermione put on her own robes and suddenly realized that she should wear her competition clothes today, and hurriedly changed her clothes, her two roommates had already freshened up and prepared to go downstairs.

"Good luck, Hermione!"

"We'll cheer you on!"

The two friends sent their blessings, and Hermione, panting in thanks, rushed into the bathroom, and after solving the hygiene problem faster than usual, Hermione rushed downstairs with a roar.

Admittedly, Hermione was a little disappointed not to see Harry and Ron in the common room for the first time.

During the first game, Ron was having a falling out with her and Harry, and on the day of the game, Harry was sent by Professor Blaine to Hogsmeade Station to greet visitors, and it was not pleasant for her to be alone in the tent for the Warriors.

This time, their misunderstanding was cleared up, and both Harry and Ron should have been well aware of the importance of the competition to her, and she thought that the two boys should have stayed in the common room early and gave her an encouraging smile when they saw her go downstairs.

But sadly, none of this happened.

A slight depression haunted Hermione, making her look even more tired from her lack of sleep.

"Hey, Hermione!"

While Hermione was standing in place to deal with her little emotions, on the stairs of the boys' dormitory, the sharp-eyed Neville found Hermione who appeared in the common room, and across the entire lounge, he waved her hand, and Neville's reminder also made Seamus, Dean, Ginny, the Weasley brothers and others around him look at her, and a group of people trotted in front of her.

"Oh!"

George glanced at Hermione's dark circles a few times and smiled evilly,

"You see it so radiant, my Miss Warrior!"

"Now is not the time to joke, George."

Neville, who was often joked about by the Weasley brothers, put on a stern face, he looked at Hermione, and his tone was fast,

"We're discussing, Hermione, maybe you'll know something inside."

"What?"

Although she had witnessed Neville's transformation, the serious face in front of her still made Hervay feel a little uncomfortable, and what he said made her feel even more dazed.

"Here's the case,"

Seeing Hermione's expression, Neville knew it, and he immediately explained,

"Last night. It was about four o'clock when Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared in our dormitory. She didn't look very good, she woke Harry and Ron out of bed, and without giving any explanation, she took him away and I and Seamus and Dean both saw it, and until now, they still haven't returned. I thought you'd know something! ”

Professor McGonagall taking Harry and Ron away?

On match day?

Quietly, Hermione's face turned pale.

(End of chapter)