Chapter 568 It’s so Late, Why Did You Call Me Out?

"Come on, Ivan, if you can do it, we won't bother you anymore!" George patted Ivan on the shoulder, and then left with Fred on his back.

Ivan was a little dumbfounded for a moment, but he was too lazy to stop them to explain, so he simply let them think and went straight back to the dormitory.

As soon as Ivan opened the door, he heard a discussion inside before he even entered.

When I got closer, I realized that Ron, Harry, Seamus and others were discussing the candidates for the Triwizard Tournament. Even Neville said a few words weakly.

It seems that more young wizards expect to receive this honor than he imagined.

Ivan shook his head secretly. Everyone except Hermione had probably forgotten the danger Dumbledore mentioned. If they knew that the first event of the Triwizard Tournament was to fight the fire dragon, they would not know what else to do. Can you raise such interest?

"Ivan, have you and George figured out a way to break the age limit?" After Ron saw Ivan coming in, he hurriedly came forward and asked.

Harry, Seamus and others also looked at Ivan expectantly.

"Not yet, how can it be that easy?" Ivan hesitated for a moment, then panicked calmly.

Although he already had some clues, he didn't intend to reveal them.

First of all, the Triwizard Tournament was too dangerous, and it was also related to Voldemort's resurrection plan. Even Cedric, the leader among the graduates, failed. It was really not something that a fourth-year wizard could handle.

Secondly, he felt that Ron's big mouth was really unreliable, and Seamus was even more of a bard who talked a lot about trains. Many of his legendary deeds were blown out by Seamus!

If they knew how to break the age limit, it goes without saying that the method would spread throughout the school in a few days!

When it reaches Dumbledore's ears, he will definitely plug this loophole. If so, Ivan feels like he will be blinded!

So he was just fooling around and mentioned in passing that George and Fred seemed to be trying to use age-enhancing drugs to divert the attention of Harry and others.

"Aging agent? This is a good idea!" Ron couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he immediately said that if George could succeed, he would do the same!

Ivan did not participate in the discussion between Harry and others. Instead, he walked to his suitcase and took out a piece of parchment filled with revision opinions.

He wrote this last night because he got up too late today and did not have enough time to hand this thing to Asia in person.

"Dobby!" Ivan clapped his hands and shouted.

The next moment, the house elf Dobby was summoned and appeared in the open space next to him.

Ivan placed the parchment in the envelope and handed it over. "Give this to my mother, prepare some other food, and deliver it to me at ten o'clock in the evening!"

"Yes, sir!" Dobby nodded firmly, took the thing, snapped his fingers and disappeared.

At nine-fifty, the Gryffindor boys' dormitory was silent.

The tiredness accumulated after riding the train all day forced the energetic little wizards to go to bed early.

Ivan got out of bed quietly, so as not to wake Harry and others who were already asleep, slowly opened the door and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

There was thunder outside the window, and heavy raindrops hit the glass making a splashing sound.

Relying on his good eyesight, Ivan could see clearly in the dark. After entering the lounge, he accurately waved his wand to light the fireplace.

"Incendio! (Fire is blazing)"

The orange-red flames rose up, driving away the cold and darkness of the rainy night. Ivan walked to the armchair in front of the fireplace and sat down. Dobby also promptly placed the plates on the table in front of Ivan.

"Strange, it's already ten o'clock and Hermione hasn't arrived yet?" Ivan looked at the clock and muttered to himself in confusion.

Just when Ivan was wondering if Hermione had forgotten about it, he heard a sound coming from the stairs above.

About a few seconds later, Hermione, wearing a nightgown, walked down the stairs, her face looking a little red under the reflection of the fireplace flames.

"It's so late, why did you call me out?" Hermione looked around and saw that she and Ivan were the only two people in the lounge, and asked softly.

"You haven't eaten all night, aren't you hungry now?" Ivan said with a smile, pointing to some snacks on the table. "Here! This is for you!"

After Ivan's reminder, Hermione noticed several snack plates on the table.

Just like what Ivan said, after being hungry for an afternoon and an entire night, the little witch was already ravenous, and she just kept holding on.

But even so, Hermione did not take action immediately. Instead, she hesitated and asked in a low voice. "Are these snacks from the kitchen?"

Apparently the little witch still cares about food made through "slave labor".

"I specifically asked Dobby to do it. Isn't this considered slave labor? I paid the salary!" Of course Ivan knew what Hermione was thinking, so he spread his hands and said.

"Of course not!" A slight smile appeared on Hermione's lips, her brown eyes stared at Ivan for a while, and then she whispered "Thank you" in a low voice.

"Eat quickly, it will get cold later!" Ivan replied with a smile.

"Yes!" Hermione nodded, happily sat down next to Ivan, picked up a fork, picked up a piece of syrupy fruit pie, and ate it slowly and slowly, not at all like usual.

Ivan sat next to him and just watched, occasionally eating a few pieces with him.

The little witch seemed to have just taken a bath, and there was a pleasant fragrance spreading from her body, which made Ivan's nose itchy.

Being stared at by Ivan, Hermione seemed a little at a loss, and her cheeks were hot from the warm wind of the stove.

She turned her face away slightly and was too busy changing the subject, complaining to Ivan about how she was laughed at when she explained the anti-discrimination house-elf philosophy to Parvati and the others after returning to the dormitory.

Although she was talking about some unhappy things, Hermione always had a sweet smile on her face. Ivan had forgotten to write her a letter before, and she had already put it aside.

Ivan could take into account that she might be hungry and specially prepare snacks in the middle of the night, which made Hermione feel warm in her heart.

She even thought that Ivan must have something urgent to do during the summer vacation, and he didn't forget to send the letter on purpose, just like last time.

"Sir! Your snacks!" Dobby placed the last two plates of snacks on the table, and then put away the empty plates.

Dobby's arrival interrupted Hermione's wandering thoughts.

The little witch again thought of the "great cause" of anti-discrimination. She looked at Dobby, then at Ivan, and said with emotion. "If only all wizards could treat house elves the way you treat Dobby!"

(PS: Although I don’t know if anyone will read on the eve of the college entrance examination, Angel still wants to say: Come on for the college entrance examination! I wish you all good results!)