The next morning, Harry, Ron and Hermione came to the Great Hall and saw Cedric and the other two also having dinner. They looked at each other and sat opposite them in tacit understanding.
"Uh... Hi, hello." Harry said, and Cedric put down his fork and smiled at them.
Harry was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say, especially since the man in front of him had danced at least seven dances with Cho at the Christmas ball, leaving him no chance.
He mumbled something in his mouth, but Cedric didn't hear it clearly and looked at Harry in confusion.
"I, ahem - I mean, Ron has something to say to Collins."
This time it was Ron's turn to stutter. "What - me? Oh, it's me..." He glared at Harry, and at this time Collins put down his knife and fork and looked at them, moving his majestic eyes between Harry and Ron.
Ron looked at Collins, his face flushed. Collins's thick eyebrows and short brown hair were particularly sharp. He remembered his poor performance in front of Fleur and muttered softly, "Thank you..."
"Didn't you think of what to say?" Collins asked him.
"I mean - thank you for your reminder. You know, at the ball... You were wearing a blue dress and came over to tell me the clue. Although I didn't hear it clearly, I felt it was necessary, ahem, necessary to say thank you..." Ron said with a big breath, and Harry echoed, "Yes, that's right."
When Collins and the others left, Ron's ears were still red.
"Aren't you only allergic to Fleur?" Harry asked, trying to suppress Hermione's laughter and bring the topic into a serious discussion.
"I don't know... When her black eyes stared at me, my mind went blank." Ron said pessimistically, "First Fleur, then Collins, I'm not sick, am I?"
"Yeah, it's not clear, but it only occurs when facing those beautiful girls." Hermione pointed out sarcastically.
Harry felt that Ron was embarrassing himself. He moved the plate in front of him - Ron was about to spill the beef and pumpkin pie filling on his plate - he whispered to them what happened in the ancient runes professor's office last night.
After waking up, his memory came back, and Harry emphasized the strange magic book.
"It sounds like that book should stay in the restricted area..." Ron commented, throwing the pie on the plate.
"No, the professor said that he got inspiration from the Dementors. To be honest, I think the professor's research field is very weird." Harry said his thoughts.
"Any subject studied to a high level will look strange to others." Hermione said as a matter of course.
Harry thought about it seriously, but he didn't know much about other professors' lives outside the classroom. In his imagination, Professor Flitwick might be fond of opera and afternoon tea. He would use spells to make those small teacups and teapots move, and maybe even say a few witty remarks (just like the servants he saw in the movie). Professor McGonagall might spend all her free time dealing with heavy school affairs. Snape would disembowel horned toads when he was free. The first thing Trelawney did when she got up in the morning was to hold the crystal ball to decide which clothes to wear... Professor Happ might
play cards with Varun in addition to reading books and studying runes? As for Professor Moody, Harry might have imagined him removing his wooden leg and rubbing it with oil, just like Harry took care of the Firebolt himself, but now Harry only had sympathy - maybe in the past few months, every time Professor Moody returned to his office, he would jump on the bed like a puppet, and then Barty Crouch Jr. would take the opportunity to sneak in and look through his memory.
Being able to deceive Dumbledore at least shows that Barty Crouch Jr. has a very sophisticated disguise technique and is likely to be good at brain occlusion.
At this time, three warriors from Vagadou walked past them, chattering. Harry heard a familiar word, and he thought it was an illusion, until he and Ron looked over and saw Lee Jordan waving at the three warriors from Vagadou. The Weasley twins sneakily took out a stack of parchment and handed it to the warrior named "Brands Ego" - his hair was shaved on both sides, leaving a terrifying peak hairstyle in the middle.
Harry was impressed by him because he could turn into an eagle, and the fight with the egg white eye in the first project was very exciting.
"How did they play together?" Ron said in disbelief.
"It seems that Lee Jordan is the middleman," Harry looked over there thoughtfully, and Lee Jordan was patting his chest, and his unique voice floated over from afar, "... Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable..."
"Fred and George won't set their sights on the people from Vagadou, if they cause international disputes, they will be in trouble..." Hermione said worriedly.
"Fred and George know what's going on. At most, they'll just sell their new products or something... right?" Ron's tone became uncertain.
Soon, Fred and George left. Lee Jordan was still chatting and laughing with the three people from Vagado. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood up hurriedly and stopped the twins in the hall.
"Oh, hello, I didn't see you." Fred was surprised.
"What were you doing just now?" Ron asked directly.
"Nothing, just meeting Lee's new friend." George answered evasively, tilting his head towards the hall.
"I saw it." Ron said, "You handed them something, not a prank product, but a stack of parchment, maybe some information..."
Fred and George looked at each other.
"If you revealed some secrets and caused Hogwarts to lose the game..." Ron deliberately said it seriously, and looked at his two brothers with satisfaction as their expressions became serious.
"You are really nosy. It seems that becoming a warrior has given you a lot of confidence." Fred said.
"Are you preparing for next year, little Ronnie, do you want to be a prefect?" George teased.
Ron's face turned red, and he said angrily: "I don't want to be a prefect--"
"But our little brother has a point this time." Fred said.
"Maybe it was just a coincidence."
Ron's face was about to turn the same red as his hair. Harry interrupted and said: "So, what did you think of just now?"
Fred and George looked at each other, "Listen, it's very simple. Lee Jordan made friends with the students of Vagadou. You know, his appearance is very advantageous..." Harry couldn't help laughing, and Fred said: "Vagadou School of Magic is different from us in many ways. They are good at transformation, alchemy, astronomy and gesture casting..." "
Yes, there are all kinds of alchemy gadgets popular there. The principle is not difficult, but the idea is very interesting, such as various types of amulets... Just like Dumbledore said, communication." George shrugged and said.
"They came to us two days ago, just before Christmas, and said they wanted to know about the Black Lake... This is not something that needs to be kept secret. I bet there are at least a hundred books in the library that mention it. Of course, it takes time to find it." Fred said.
George blinked and added, "Unless they are too stupid to remember to ask Madam Pince, her presence is actually quite strong, stronger than the rope in front of the restricted area that whips people."