Chapter 559: Encounter at Hogsmeade

It turns out that Fleur is still very sharp.

However, this sharpness is not good news for Fanlin. Communicating with Fleur requires caution. Not all things can be done by just dragging someone in.

On the same day, Fanlin and Harry left quickly.

Fanlin was very glad that he brought Harry with him. Even if Fleur wanted to tease him, Fleur still needed to maintain her image in front of Harry.

However. What kind of logic is this?

Hermione is more reliable.

…

"I'm like an idiot sitting here alone." Hermione muttered, "Fortunately I came prepared."

She then pulled out a notebook with records of S, P, E, and W members.

Harry saw his name, Fanlin's, and Ron's names listed at the top of the short list. It seemed like a long time ago that they sat together to make prophecies. Later, Hermione appeared and appointed them as secretaries and propaganda ministers.

In fact, in order to relieve their stress, during Hogsmeade Week, Fanlin, Harry, and Hermione came to Hogsmeade together, just to relax.

However, Harry didn't want to be watched wherever he went, so he chose to use the invisibility cloak. Being an invisible person is always easier to accept than being watched.

As for Ron, Hermione said that Harry should invite him.

However, Harry still refused righteously. He needed a leisurely weekend.

"You said that I should try to get some villagers to join S, P, E, W." Hermione looked around the bar and said thoughtfully.

"Yes, you should," Harry said, and he took a big sip of wine. "Hermione, when are you going to give up this P, E, W thing?"

"I will give up when the servants and elves have a decent income and good working conditions!" She countered, "You know, I think it's time to take some more direct actions.

I don't understand what you think, can't you see what they are going through, we have all been to the kitchen?"

"I don't understand, but Fred and George told you." Harry replied.

Hermione didn't seem to be going to argue, she fell into deep thought again, and Harry looked at the people in the bar while drinking. Everyone looked relaxed and happy.

Makmir and Albert were trading chocolate frog cards at a nearby table, both wearing the badge of support for Cedric Diggory on their robes.

Just by the door Harry saw Cho and a group of her Ravenclaw friends. She wasn't wearing the badge and that made Harry feel a little better.

Harry wanted to be like the people here, sitting and talking and laughing, not having to worry about anything except homework.

Harry would pay anything for that. He imagined what it would be like to sit here if his name wasn't on the flaming goblet.

At least he wouldn't have to wear the invisibility cloak. Ron would sit next to him. And with Hermione and Valin, the four of them could happily guess what difficult and dangerous tasks the school's warriors would face on Tuesday. He would look forward to that day, sitting safely in his seat in the stands, watching the warriors put their life's knowledge to use or cheering for Cedric with others.

He wondered what the other warriors felt.

Recently, every time he saw Cedric, he was surrounded by many fans, looking nervous and excited. Harry also caught a glimpse of Fleur Delacour from time to time in the corridor. She maintained her usual style, arrogant and calm.

Speaking of Fleur, Harry still felt a little funny. Under normal circumstances, Fleur was definitely the person that Vanlin least wanted to see.

One thing overcomes another.

Is there anything wrong with putting this sentence here?

Anyway, if this is exposed, it will definitely be the biggest gossip in Hogwarts.

And Krum only hangs out in the library, reading a lot of books.

I really don't understand why Krum is willing to hang out in the library.

It seems that only Hermione and Vanlin go there. At least under normal circumstances, he and Ron usually don't go there.

This is really boring.

After a while, Vanlin walked in from the outside of the door with some candy in his hand.

"You're going to buy this?" Hermione asked, "and then you left me here for most of the day, all by myself."

"Don't we have Harry?" Fanlin said embarrassedly, "I can't let Sirius's owl wait too long, I got the materials I need back, they are in the space."

Hermione nodded, she seemed to want to discuss with Fanlin about absorbing villagers as members of S.P.E.W, but Fanlin didn't really want to discuss this topic.

This is difficult to do, not everyone will accept the restoration of freedom of house elves, not to mention that this is Hogsmeade, a complete wizard village.

Naturally, Hermione's idea becomes more difficult to promote...

"Look! It's Hagrid!" Fanlin said.

Fanlin was extremely grateful that Hagrid showed up at the right time, even though he was sitting with Moody.

Hagrid's extremely fluffy hair on the back of his head - he must have been very generous to let go of the headband that was difficult to complete the mission - appeared among the crowd.

Harry himself hadn't recognized him at first sight, because Hagrid stood out so clearly and was standing so carefully.

Harry saw Hagrid bending over to talk to Professor Moody.

In front of Hagrid was his usual huge glass of beer, but Moody only drank from the warm water bottle he brought.

Fanlin was very curious about how long Moody's polyjuice potion could last. If there was no way, he wouldn't mind directing Moody to Professor Snape to find a solution.

Ms. Rosmart, the pretty boss lady, didn't seem to mind what Moody did. She just looked at Moody with a little disapproval when she went to collect the glasses at a nearby table.

Perhaps she felt Moody's approach was an insult to her spiced mead.

But Harry knew better. Moody had already said when he last taught them the method of fighting the Dark Realm that he preferred to use self-prepared food whenever possible, because it was too difficult for a dark wizard to poison a glass of wine that no one was paying attention to. It's too easy.

Harry looked on and saw Hagrid and Moody getting up to leave. He waved, then remembered that Hagrid couldn't see him.

But Moody hesitated for a moment, his magic eyes staring at the corner where Harry stood. Maudie knocked on the lower part of Hagrid's back (because he couldn't reach Hagrid's shoulder) and muttered something, so the two of them turned back into the bar and walked towards the table where Harry Fanlin and Hermione were.

Fanlin glanced at Moody warily. To be precise, it was Moody's magic eye.

Harry's invisibility cloak is still very powerful, but it doesn't seem to be very reliable in front of Moody's magic eye.

"Are you okay? Hermione, Fanlin?" Hagrid said loudly.

"Hello!" Hermione said with a smile.

"It seems that you are doing well, Hagrid." Fanlin said, "If you can learn the magic I teach you."

Moody walked around the table on crutches, then bent down. Harry thought he was going to see the records of S.P.E. and W. Unexpectedly, he said, "The robes are nice, Potter."

Harry stared at him in shock. The prominent duct on Moody's nose was just a few feet in front of him.

Moody smiled.

This looks a bit seeping, and the scar on Moody's face is not very pretty. It can be removed, but Moody himself doesn't care much about it.

"Can your alchemical eye... I mean, can you...?"

"Yes, those eyes of mine can see through the invisibility cloak," Moody admitted quietly, "and let me tell you, that sometimes works wonders."

Hagrid was also smiling down at Harry. Harry knew he couldn't see him, but Moody had obviously told Hagrid that Harry was there.

Hagrid was now also leaning over the title page of S, P, E, and W notebooks. He said in a voice so low that only Harry could hear, "Harry, you come to my cabin at midnight tonight and wear those robes. "

Hagrid stood up and said loudly, "Nice to meet you, Hermione."

Then, Hagrid winked at the three people and left, and Moody followed him.

naughty?

? ?

"Why did he ask me to meet in the middle of the night?" Harry said in surprise.

"Has he?" Hermione also looked surprised. "I doubt his purpose. I don't know if you should go, Harry."

"Maybe..." Fan Lin said, "Hagrid is the gamekeeper. If there is anything, do you still remember what Sirius said?"

"You mean, dragon?"

"That should be it. You must know it in advance. We can take a look at those dragons and then target them..."

Harry has always doubted whether he can really defeat a dragon. Fanlin has been training his eye spell in the past few days.

Although the effect is quite good, it is only a training tool, placed on a dragon...

At half past eleven that night, Harry pretended to go to bed early, but actually put on his invisibility robe and carefully walked through the common room and climbed down the stairs.

Several people were not sleeping in the room. The Weasley brothers had made a large pile of badges supporting Cedric Diggory and were trying to persuade them to say they supported Harry Potter instead.

So far, they've only been able to get the badge to agree not to display the words Stinky Potter. Harry crawled past them to the portrait hole, looked at his watch and waited for a minute. Then as planned, Hermione and Fanlin opened the door for him from the outside.

He ducked past and whispered "Thank you very much!" Then a few people quickly walked outside the castle. Harry put the cloak on Hermione. As for Fan Lin, no one would think Fan Lin was What kind of dangers will one encounter at night at Hogwarts?

The playground was dark.

The three men walked across the grass toward the light in Hagrid's hut.

There were also lights on inside the huge Beauxbatons carriage, and Harry could hear Madame Maxime talking inside the carriage as Harry knocked on Hagrid's front door.

It was in French, and Fan Lin could vaguely tell that Mrs. Maxim was telling the students to go to bed, but the voice was too low for Fan Lin to hear clearly.

"Is that you, Harry?" Hagrid asked softly. As soon as he opened the door, Fan Lin's figure appeared in front of him.

"It's us," Harry slid into the room and took off his cloak, revealing Hermione underneath.

"what is the matter?"

"Something to show you," Hagrid said.

Hagrid was in a state of great excitement. He had a flower stuck in a buttonhole that looked like an oversized anti-suffocation device. And he seemed to have given up on lubricating his hair, but he must have tried to comb it. The evidence was that what Harry saw was the broken teeth of the comb hanging on his head.

"What are you going to show me?" Harry asked alertly, wondering if the skrewt had laid eggs, or if Hagrid had bought another three-headed dog from a stranger in a bar.

"Follow me, don't make any noise, and put on your robes," Hagrid said, "We won't bring Fang with us, he won't like to see that thing."

Harry nodded, if it was really a dragon.

"Did you invite anyone?" asked Vanlin, "Madame Maxime?"

Vanlin pointed at the broken teeth in Hagrid's hair.

"I was just looking for your help, this thing is too difficult to deal with." Hagrid said.

"You still haven't mastered the cleaning spell." Vanlin was a little speechless, using an umbrella to release the spell, and it was pink, it was also a good thing that Hagrid thought of it.

Vanlin pointed his finger, and then a mist of water completely wrapped Hagrid's head.

It seems that Hagrid still washed well, at least this time Vanlin's spell did not bring more things out of Hagrid's hair.

"How do you get there? I think you need some methods." Hagrid said with his head down, as if he was checking the time.

"Why did you call Madame Maxime, Hagrid, I think you should..."

Harry didn't quite understand what Hagrid was talking about, but...

Hagrid didn't listen at all. He opened the door and stepped into the night. Several people were a little confused, not knowing what Hagrid was going to do.

Hagrid walked straight towards the carriage of Beauxbatons.

Could it be that they could show up in front of Madame Maxime?

Hagrid knocked on the door three times with his golden cross cane.

Madame Maxime opened the door. She had a silk scarf wrapped around her heavy shoulders. She smiled when she saw Hagrid: "Ah, Hagrid, is it time?"

"Hello!" Hagrid smiled at her, and Hagrid bent down, trying to learn the behavior of those gentlemen. He reached out to help Madame Maxime walk down the golden steps.

"Damn it, I think he forgot about us." Looking at Hagrid's figure that was completely opposite to them, Fanlin couldn't help but be a little speechless.

"You should understand the Spring of Giants." Hermione said, "So now, how do we follow him?"

"Use this, Harry, put on the invisibility cloak."

Fanlin tapped him and Hermione's heads with the shrunken wand. Then the two figures disappeared in front of Harry.

"Invisibility cloak?"

"It's the Disillusionment Charm." Hermione's voice sounded from the original position.

Fanlin touched over and held Hermione's hand in his hand. Although he could feel his magic power, he still felt that this would be better.

Hermione did not struggle, perhaps because no one could see it.

"Let's go over quickly, it seems that he has completely forgotten us." (To be continued)