The Secret Warlock of Hogwarts Chapter 225 Registration
"Me?" Hermione said hesitantly: "Really going? To be honest, everyone knows that my age will never meet the standards. Although there is a high possibility that I can cross the age line, once I cross it,
There will definitely be trouble, and many people will definitely come to ask me the secret of crossing the line. I don’t think it’s troublesome... so I’ll wait until night.”
"But it was a night outing," DeWitt said, "it's against school rules."
"That's enough for you," Hermione gave DeWitt a cute look: "People change, and rules are sometimes not so important. Don't always laugh at me about the past."
The banquet was over at this time, and the Goblet of Fire had arrived at its own place and would stay there for the next few days. The students from the other two colleges started to move, and they wanted to return to the vehicle they came from.
, that is also their residence.
Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang, bumped into Harry when he left. He saw the scar on Harry's forehead and paused in place, seemingly unable to move due to fear. He happened to be blocking the entrance to the auditorium.
After living there, people will find their way out.
"Do you like watching Harry very much?" Professor Moody pushed his way through the crowd and yelled viciously: "Ingor Karkaroff! Get away from me!"
Karkaroff's fear was heightened after meeting Alastor Moody. He had never paid careful attention to the professor at Hogwarts. Now when he saw Moody, he blushed and uttered a few syllables.
:"It's you!"
"I'm staring at you!" Moody was satisfied with Karkaroff's expression. He warned: "I will always keep an eye on people like you! Don't block other people's way!"
This is just a small episode.
At night, DeWitt left the room and went to the Gryffindor common room. He saw Hermione, who had made an appointment with him, and the two quietly left.
"You must have no idea who I saw while I was waiting for you." Hermione lowered her voice to prevent the echo from disturbing the ghosts in the corridor.
"Percy Weiss is coming?"
"You didn't wake up? He has graduated."
"Don't worry about who it is," DeWitt yawned and said, "You will definitely meet others along the way. A lot of students who are too embarrassed to register in public and students who are trying to challenge the age line will go there at night to save some energy.
It might take a lot of time."
DeWitt was right.
The door of the auditorium has long been opened a crack. I don't know if Dumbledore did it deliberately or if it was opened secretly. There is an endless stream of students who understand each other's face. If they have to bump into each other's faces, they will be sneaky and embarrassed.
Smile.
"I still want to forget it," Hermione regretted again, she said: "To be in the limelight... I get goosebumps just thinking about it now, and my age is clearly inconsistent."
"Well...I encourage you just because I think it would be more interesting if you participated. I feel that no one in Hogwarts can compete with you now, but if you really don't want to," DeWitt said regretfully: "Then
Forget it. Go back?"
"You may not be able to choose, and there is an age limit." Hermione felt that her palms holding DeWitt's hand were sweating, and she squeezed a little harder, getting something from DeWitt's response.
Confidence, so the balance of deliberation in my heart tipped to one side: "How about I vote for a name?"
DeWitt glanced at Hermione helplessly.
Hermione let go of her hand, only used the Disillusionment Charm, crossed the age line without any trouble, and threw the ball of paper she had written long ago into the Goblet of Fire. The flames in the goblet jumped high, and several people were struggling.
The students who were arguing about who should go first were startled. There were several female students accompanying them who were urging impatiently. Hermione had quietly returned to DeWitt at this time. She took a deep breath and said excitedly: "
It’s done.”
"Go back?"
"No, I've thought about it again, you have to vote for one too," Hermione urged eagerly: "Look - I voted for everything."
"The age line," DeWitt never considered signing up himself. He was caught off guard and explained: "I'm not qualified..."
"Is there nothing you can do? I don't believe it," Hermione didn't listen at all. She suddenly plucked up the courage, grabbed one of DeWitt's hands and shook it, and begged in a sweet and annoying tone: "Please." An electric current rushed from DeWitt's ears to the cerebral cortex, bringing a kind of stimulation that he had never experienced before. Unfortunately, the time was too short, and DeWitt had no time to experience it carefully. He subconsciously took a breath of cold air. p>
"Ouch, are you blushing?" Hermione blushed too. She just remembered the Beauxbatons female student at the banquet in the auditorium, so she imitated the female student's tone of voice and tried to adjust it: "You don't like it?" p>
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It was difficult for DeWitt to describe. At that moment, he had the idea of finding a sofa to lie down in and relax. His originally strong legs could not work hard for a moment. This state was definitely not good, but he did not hate it.
, and then realized that the reason why he didn't hate it was because the person in front of him was Hermione, so he checked his heart, confirmed his thoughts and said frankly: "No, at least... I don't hate it, only for you."<
/p>
Hermione was actually even more embarrassed. Her heart was beating very fast, and she immediately began to change the subject nervously and stiffly: "Then tell me - do you want to sign up? I just went there and I know what's going on, Professor Dumbledore
The age line is judged by whether the wizard’s magic power is mature, you will definitely be fine.”
DeWitt suddenly realized that he was actually still recalling the wonderful feeling he had just felt from his ears to his whole body. This feeling was rushing under his skin, holding him up, making him not want to refuse, reluctant to put forward opinions, and said as if he couldn't help it.
: "Okay, then I'll repay you."
When he reached the distance in front of the Goblet of Fire, DeWitt lowered his head. His steps were not distracted at all due to lack of concentration, nor were they deflected by the light joy just now. When he came to the age line, DeWitt
Suddenly an idea came to him. He took out his wand and wanted to do something with the age line. But after thinking about the dangers of the Goblet of Fire in the past, he gave up the idea and tentatively crossed the age line first - he crossed it easily.
, threw the note with his name on it into the Goblet of Fire - the blue flame jumped, and that was it.
The next day is Saturday, and the registration results for the Triwizard Tournament will be announced at the banquet in the evening, but breakfast time is not over yet, and some people are already thinking of taking advantage of the loophole.
The twins made their debut on time, hand in hand with Lee Jordan, marching toward the age line in a majestic manner, eager to have all eyes on them. If you ask them how confident they are, the three Gryffindor students who are talking about it will give the answer -
—They are already studying how to divide the prize money after winning.