novelslam Chapter 613 The Attacked Krum
Chapter 613 The Attacked Krum
Chapter 613 The Attacked Krum
students are queuing,
Filch stood by the crowd, checking their names against the long list.
Listed are parents or guardians who are allowed to visit students in Hogsmeade.
When it was Harry's turn, Filch stared at him.
Harry shrugged nonchalantly.
Sirius, as guardian, signed him, and Professor McGonagall passed it.
So he's an eligible student and doesn't need to take the secret passage to Hogsmeade
Filch's gaze, which quickly left Harry, began to stare viciously at Krum.
Miss Alice on the ground also sniffed her nose vigorously, as if trying to remember his scent.
Krum frowned his thick eyebrows, a little annoyed.
He didn't offend the administrator, did he?It had nothing to do with him being caught by Snape.
But Filch still stared at Krum in the eyes of his enemy.
Harry took Krum out of the castle and walked towards the carriage.
He looked around, but couldn't see Ron or Malfoy.
Harry's heart skipped a beat.
Malfoy had been attacked this morning and must have been hospitalized.Wouldn't Ron be tricked too?
At the thought of this, he was in no mood to go to Hogsmeade.Even the thought of teasing Krum was completely gone.
He is a bit dull:
"Sorry, Viktor, I just thought of something, you go by yourself first."
"But..." Krum frowned.
"The cauldron in my dormitory is still simmering on the fire, and I forgot to close it before I left!" Harry babbled and ran towards the castle.
Krum was speechless. He had already seen William and Hermione get into the carriage and walk away completely.
Without Harry leading the way, how would he know where to find them!
Krum followed Harry as well.
The two turned back to the castle, and were confronted by Filch again, who had apparently just sent off the last group of people for Hogsmeade.
"What are you two doing?" Filch asked suspiciously.
"Nothing," Harry said honestly.
"Nothing?" Filch spat on the floor, his jaw shaking uncomfortably.
"It's as if it's true! You two are running panting, it looks abnormal!
Why not with your nasty red-haired friend, who's buying stinkbombs and burp powder and chirping bugs in Hogsmeade right now? "
Harry shrugged.
"Go back to the common room where you belong!" snapped Filch.
He stood staring at Krum until Krum was out of sight.
"Did you offend him?" Harry asked in a low voice.
"No." Krum shook his head.
"Then I'm going back to the dormitory first, don't follow me!" Harry hurried away.
Krum gave chase again, but the stairs suddenly turned, sending him into another hallway.
Krum lost his way and stepped on a staircase, but the wood suddenly disappeared, and his feet were stuck on the stairs.
The damn corridor!
Krum swears.
Who the hell designed it?
Just as he was about to call for help, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and he fell directly on the stairs.
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Ron stood at the castle window, looking out sullenly.
Not long ago, he saw Harry and Krum walking into the castle together.
Footsteps were heard from the other side of the corridor.Ron turned his head to see Ludo Bagman walking briskly towards him.
"Ron, kid!" Ludo walked over enthusiastically, put his arm around his shoulder and said:
"You did a good job, you actually became a warrior, good boy! Your father already knows, and Arthur and I have a very good relationship!"
Ron nodded blankly. He remembered that Ludo helped get their World Cup tickets.
"Let's go, let's change to another place. This place is too conspicuous. You don't want to see a warrior and the referee alone!"
"Um...okay," said Ron.
Ludo took Ron a little out of the way, then turned to look at him with a fatherly look on his face.
"How are you feeling, Ron? Is there anything I can do to help you?"
"What?" Ron stammered.
"Have you made up your mind?" Bagman asked furtively, lowering his voice.
"I can give you a few ideas if you want. I mean..."
Bagman lowered his voice and continued, "You're at a disadvantage here, Ron... as long as I can help..."
"Aren't you a referee?" Ron blurted out, but then regretted it.
Ron you idiot, what are you talking about? !
This is a great opportunity! !
Ludo didn't have too much embarrassment on his face, and continued to say gently: "Cheating is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament. Besides, Arthur and I are close friends..."
Ron's heart beat suddenly.
If Bagman would help out...he might win the first event when no one else knew about it!
Bang bang bang!
There was the sound of wooden footsteps, and Mad-Eye Moody suddenly appeared, limping towards them on crutches, his wand also lit.
He shouted, "You two, have you seen any strange people?"
"What's wrong?" Ludo suddenly panicked.
"Professor Moody?" Ron also stammered.
"How are you," said Moody in a low voice.
His magical eyes stared at the two, and then that eye rolled to the back of his head.
"What are you two doing here?" he said suspiciously.
"Ron is asking me about the World Cup, you know...he and Harry were kidnapped." Ludo said immediately.
"I told him 'it's under control,' didn't I, Ron?"
Ron also nodded vigorously, as if Ludo was telling the truth.
The two of them were discussing about cheating just now, so no one should know about it!
"What happened, Moody?" Ludo asked.
"Someone's been attacked, Durmstrang's student—Krum!" His face was stern.
Just then, footsteps sounded again.
Filch came from the other side, with a cat at his feet.
He grabbed Harry and said triumphantly, "Professor Moody, I caught Potter, he didn't go very far.
I told him to go to the break room and he didn't, he must have done it! "
Harry struggled and roared, "I didn't, I didn't attack Krum!"
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Hogsmeade Village,
William and Hermione, who walked around, were holding cream-filled chocolates bought from Honeydukes Candy Shop.
They bought a lot of gifts, big pieces of buttery peanut candy, shimmering pink coconut sorbet, a big bucket of multi-flavored beans... and sent them back to the two families in their own names.
William to the Grangers, Hermione to the Starks.
This routine has been carried out for several years, and the effect is not bad.
At least every time William came home, Lyanna praised Hermione full of praise, and said that he had no conscience and didn't give gifts.
It's just that they didn't know that it was actually a gift bought together.
Delivering express delivery these days, of course, must support their own business, neither of them chose owl.
"It's time, we should go to the Pig's Head Bar." Hermione glanced at the time.
The two walked along the main road, and soon turned into a small road next to it. There was a small bar at the intersection.
A tattered wooden signboard, hanging from rusty brackets over the door, depicts a severed boar's head, blood seeping through the white cloth that wraps it.
Aberforth was holding a big fat sheep, brushing it, and tying a bow on its tail.
Seeing the two of them, it was like seeing a real big fat sheep, and immediately stood up.
The two walked across the crowded bar towards an old goblin.
"Mr. Stark, Miss Granger, hello." The old goblin showed a flattering smile.
Gringotts owed so much Galleons, so it was natural to lower their posture.
Aberforth came over, rubbed his hands together and said, "What do you need to drink?"
"Two butterbeers," said William.
"Only two bottles!" Hermione emphasized.
"Five bottles of Butterbeer? Two bottles of Firewhiskey?" Aberforth muttered. "And a bottle of lime brandy?"
Aberforth lit the wine indiscriminately as if he had never seen any guests.
Everyone knows that Stark is rich and has earned millions of Galleons.
Who are you insulting when you drink butterbeer for two sicos? !
Under the helpless eyes of William and Hermione, they saw this old man who looked very similar to Professor Dumbledore, going to get some wine.
"Have you brought anything?" William asked.
"Bring it, I just trained, the price, of course..." The old goblin laughed philistically.
"Five thousand Galleons for a day...the price I gave is not low." William said impatiently. "You leave it alone."
"Of course. And sir, you can't draw blood... and you can't hurt... let alone kill you..."
The old goblin repeatedly explained, and carefully handed over a black box.
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(Please recommend tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.)
(End of this chapter)