Gryffindor common room.

The arriving student gave the command, and the fat lady opened the door.

The circular common room was filled with tables and soft armchairs, and the fire was crackling and burning. The students talked to each other as they walked past the jumping flames.

George, Fred climbed the last spiral staircase to their dormitory at the top of the tower.

Five four-poster beds stood against the wall, draped with crimson curtains, each with their boxes at the foot of their beds.

The walls of their dorm room are plastered with posters of Quidditch stars.

George sat on the edge of the bed and whispered, "We will only turn seventeen next April, and if we miss this time, we will never have this opportunity in our lives." ”

Fred said, "I know, you think I don't want to try." ”

George said, "Do you think it's possible for us to ...... the 'threshold' that Principal McGonagall said?"

Fred said, "You think it will be so easy, since the professor has made a limit, there must be very few wizards who can easily break through this limit. I don't think we're the wizards she refers to with superhuman magical talents. ”

Compared to other wizards, Fred is still more sensible, he is self-aware.

"Still, we're going to try, what if we still have a power in our bodies that we haven't learned?" Fred laughed.

"But don't get your hopes up too much, we're more hopeful that we have to put it on another condition. Fred said sneakily.

George and Fred almost had their hearts set on each other, and he said, "You mean age?"

Fred said, "As Principal McGonagall said earlier, it wasn't her who decided that the students who met the criteria would participate in the tournament, it was a referee outside the school. This is our chance, if the professor of the school is the referee, then we have no drama at all, and the professors must know who the seventh grade students are. ”

"But it's different with a strange referee, as long as we can fool him that we're older than seventeen, that's fine. ”

George said: "Yes, the final selection of the Warriors is also determined by the referees, and if we can fool the referees, that is also our skill, and Professor McGonagall will have nothing to say at that time." ”

"Yes, that's it. Fred said.

"Hey, ten thousand Galleons......" The two brothers chuckled together, as if they had seen the picture of their success.

At this time, there were many, many wizards in the whole of Hogwarts, like their two brothers, who began to have wrong ideas in their hearts.

......

Harry's Cottage.

Harry crouched down, looked at Astoria and said gently, "Astoria, can we discuss something?"

"Brother, what's the matter?" said Astoria.

Harry stroked the top of Astoria's head and said, "You're in your third year now, and you're grown up, you can't sleep with me anymore, you know?"

"How about you and your sister Hermione changing rooms? You and your sister Zhang Qiu sleep in the same room. ”

Zhang Qiu almost fell.

Hermione, who was tidying up the living room, blushed and scolded, "Harry, what are you talking about! I'm not going to sleep with you!"

And Astoria's petite body trembled slightly, lowered her head, and a crying voice came from under her long golden hair: "Brother......"

"What's wrong?"

Astoria slowly raised her head, her big beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Harry's gaze with pleading and a hint of fear: "Don't you want Astoria? ”

Harry smiled bitterly, he didn't expect Astoria to react so much. He held Astoria's face in his right hand and said, "Of course not, I just want to ......"

Seeing that Astoria was about to cry again, Harry quickly hugged her into his arms and said, "Well, when I didn't say what I just said. ”

Astoria buried her head in Harry's shoulder, crying.

Harry gave Hermione a helpless look.

Hermione felt a little regretful in her heart.

"Phew!" Hermione shouted inwardly.

Night.

Harry lay on his bed, listening to the storm raging outside, but his heart was comfortable.

Astoria nervously grabbed Harry's hand because of some concern, and half of her body was attached to Harry, for fear that Harry would leave her and run away.

......

The next morning, the storm had subsided, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still cloudy and misty.

As Harry, Hermione, Zhang, and Astoria studied their new class schedule for the semester over breakfast, large clouds of blue-gray were tumbling overhead.

A few seats apart from each other, a group of Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were discussing what magic they could use to make themselves older enough to fool around and compete in the Triwizard Tournament.

But they were afraid that their voices would be quiet, and almost half of the auditorium could hear what they were saying.

Hermione's finger slid over Monday's column on the timetable and said, "Herb class, with Hufflepuff students, Protecting Magical Creatures, with Slytherin...... No classes in the afternoon......"

Zhang Qiu scooped a spoonful of honey on her slice of bread, spread it evenly, took a bite and said, "We have Professor Snape's Potions class in the morning and Transfiguration class in the afternoon......"

......

Due to the heavy rain the other day, the vegetable patch they passed by was damp, take a step and sink it.

Harry's herb class today was in Greenhouse Three, and Professor Sprout had the class learn about a very ugly plant today.

Actually, they don't look like plants, but like big, swarthy, slimy slugs that come straight out of the soil. And they all squirmed slightly, and there were many shiny bubbles on their bodies, which seemed to be full of liquid.

"Who knows what this thing is?" asked Professor Sprout.

Ron covered his nose, looked disgusted, and counted in a disgusted tone, "Who wants to know who knows." ”

Professor Sprout didn't look at him at all, but at the few people who were usually answering questions actively.

"Yes, Miss Granger......" Professor Sprout said.

Hermione lowered her little hand and said, "The scientific name of this botanical is Babo tuber. ”

"Correct, Gryffindor plus two points. ”

"Today's task is to learn what it's used for and how to pick what it's good for," Professor Sprout said. ”

"See the bulges on the stems, we need to squeeze them with our hands, and then collect the pus from it......"

The girls of the two colleges took a step back, their faces full ......of horror.

"Professor, can you not do it?" said a Hufflepuff girl.

"No, you can't. Professor Sprout said.

She smiled and said, "Don't be so disgusted, and I don't want you to do it directly, I also prepared dragon skin gloves for you, remember to bring gloves, because the undiluted Babo tuber pus is very corrosive." ”

"However, a drug made from the juice of the diluted Babo tuber is the best medicine for pimples, which can make your skin become blown-and-breakable, and your skin is like clotted fat, and your makeup is powdered. ”

The girls' eyes lit up, and there was no more hate in their eyes, only fiery love.

Hermione was no exception, even though she was already very beautiful.

"If this thing were to be brought to the Muggle world, I'm afraid it would drive all women crazy. Hermione said.

Professor Sprout said, "There used to be an ancient potion called the 'Anti-Aging Elixir', which was based on the sap of Babo's tubers, and the effect was to keep the person who took the potion forever at the age of eighteen, but unfortunately, this formula disappeared forever with the disappearance of its master, the witch Shaki. ”

The process of squeezing the tubers of Babo was disgusting, but the girls felt a sense of satisfaction one by one.

Whenever a bulge is squeezed, it spews out a large stream of viscous, yellow-green liquid and emits a pungent gasoline smell.

They collected the liquid in bottles, as taught by Professor Sprout, and by the end of the lesson, the students had already collected several bottles.

Professor Sprout plugged the mouth of the bottle with a stopper and said, "I'll give some of the ingredients to Madam Pomfrey, and around Halloween, each of you will get a vial of Babo Tuber Elixir." ”

"yes. The beauty-loving witches jumped up excitedly.

......