After that night, a rift seemed to appear in the relationship between Harry and Ron. Ron was jealous that Harry was chosen to become a warrior by the Goblet of Fire, while Harry was angry at his distrust of him.
So early the next morning, Harry and Ron, who were inseparable almost every day, actually did not have breakfast together. Compared to Ron's jealousy and indifference, other Gryffindors gave Harry hero-like treatment. Of course, some of them expressed doubts about how he put his name into the Goblet of Fire. That was Hermione. She noticed the change in Dumbledore's face when he read Harry's name and guessed it.
He did not throw his name into the Goblet of Fire.
"Here, I guess you don't want to go to the auditorium right now. So, how about taking a walk?"
"Huh? Okay, thank you."
"You didn't throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, right?"
"How do you know? No, I mean, why do you think so. After all, other people..."
"I'm different from them. When Dumbledore calls your name, you can tell by the look on your face."
When Hermione said this, Harry paused while biting the bread. Even his best friend didn't believe him, and he didn't even find out about it, but he said it from the mouth of the girl next to him. "Yes, I did not throw my name into the Goblet of Fire. Thank you, Hermione."
"It's okay. Actually, what I want to know more is who threw your name into the Goblet of Fire. And what was his purpose for doing so. I even guessed whether it was your godfather who did it."
"Sirius? Impossible! Moody said the person who put my name in wanted me to die in the game."
"Is this what Moody said? In fact, it makes sense, because Harry... I don't think any student can do this... a student can never deceive the Goblet of Fire, nor can he surpass Dumbledore's
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"It would be nice if everyone thought like you, but unfortunately not, even my best friend..."
"You mean Ron Weasley? I just saw him having breakfast alone in the Great Hall, and I knew you might have encountered a little trouble. In fact, he was just blinded by jealousy. After all, being a friend of the savior can't
It’s not an easy thing.”
"What do you mean? What is he jealous of? Jealous that I made a fool of myself in front of everyone in the school?"
"Not entirely. How should I put it? Have you really considered Ron's feelings in daily life?"
"What do you mean?"
"As the Weasley family, he is neither the eldest nor the youngest child. While he has to compete with so many older brothers at home, he does not receive extra favor because he is not the youngest child."
"Besides, you are his best and one of the few friends, and you are so famous - every time others see you, he is left aside, and he suffers this silently, never saying a word.
I think this time he just couldn't bear it anymore..."
"Very good, so that's what he thinks? I should have thought of it a long time ago. No wonder he had that tone last night. Do you know? In fact, I don't like my so-called popularity, and I don't like leaving alone.
Wherever I go, people stare at my forehead stupidly..."
"Um..."
Harry's sudden emotional outburst left Hermione a little confused. After all, although the two of them were good friends, they were not so close that they talked about everything. At most, they were just ordinary friends who appreciated each other and had experienced some things together.
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When she first came to Harry, she only had good intentions and was curious about what might be hidden behind the scenes. But she didn't expect that she would touch Harry's heart and hear his inner thoughts.
She was a little overwhelmed by this, but she couldn't leave Harry alone. She could only try to comfort him and suggested that he tell his godfather Sirius about it.
"I think you should write a letter and tell him about this matter, and then ask him to use the Black family's connections to help you investigate."
"Yes, I can write to Sirius and tell him all the recent events in Hogwarts. Although he already knows many of them and has written to me... as if he had already
It's like knowing something is going to happen at Hogwarts. I need to find a pen and some parchment..."
With that said, Harry threw the bread in his hand into the black lake and fed it to Squidward, and while watching Squidward roll the bread with his tentacles, he received a silent thank you from the other party.
Of course, if it was Rolf here, he would be able to hear the audio version of Squidward's thanks. Although he doesn't know what the principle is, Rolf can indeed 'understand' what those magical animals that cannot make sounds want to express.
, and also allows them to 'hear' and understand what you mean, even if the other party doesn't even have ears.
Of course, Harry and Hermione couldn't understand, so Squidward's thanks were in vain. After the bread was swept away by Squidward's tentacles, the two turned around and returned to the castle together.
Following Harry's whistle, the beautiful Hedwig floated down from the window of the castle. Then Harry took the ink and parchment handed over by Hermione and began to write a letter to Sirius with a quill. p>
"Dear Sirius,
You asked me to write to you about what happened at Hogwarts, so I wrote - I don't know if you have heard that the Triwizard Tournament will be held this year, and I was selected fourth on Saturday night.
A brave man.
But I don't know who put my name into the Goblet of Fire, because I didn't do it myself, which makes me a little uneasy. Also, the other champion of Hogwarts is Rolf, yes, that Rolf
, he actually became a warrior.
Although this is unbelievable, I feel that this is inevitable. After all, he has been helping me since my first grade, and he also helped you. He is very good and is indeed qualified to become a Hogwarts Warrior.
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Finally, I hope everything is well with you.
——Harry."
After writing the letter, Harry rolled up the parchment in his hand and tied it up. Hedwig also pecked his fingers in response, and stretched out her long legs to signal Harry to do it.
What he should do.
"I know, I have to make another trip for you."
With that said, Harry tied the letter addressed to Sirius to Hedwig's leg, rubbed the back of her head with his cheek, and let it fly out of the window.
"I hope Sirius can give me some good advice after receiving the letter."
"I think he will come directly to Hogwarts, just wait."