Chapter 222: award
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Taking Hermione into the hut next to the auditorium, the portraits in the room suddenly turned around to say hello to the two of them. In one portrait, Slytherin was drinking with a curly-haired man and saw the two of them. Immediately, he raised the cup and gestured slightly.
Inside the room, Krum was leaning against the mantelpiece, hunched over there, meditating on something, keeping some distance from the other two.
Jiang Xuanzhong looked a little surprised at Hermione who had just walked into the room, and seemed to be surprised by Hermione's age.
In fact, Iger was also surprised, but it is not incomprehensible if you think about it carefully.
The little girl has been by her side since she entered school. What kind of spells do she come into contact with every day?
A lot of them can be regarded as forbidden spells, right?
Besides, it's impossible for a little girl to stay by her side and not learn anything about the characteristics that she can learn by herself, not to mention Hermione's ink. The girl has unconsciously become stronger than many adult wizards.
"It's unbelievable, I thought Hogwarts would choose a senior student." Furong looked at Hermione in surprise, then looked at Iger next to her, and suddenly felt that it wasn't so difficult to accept?
The monster's girlfriend can't be weak, can it?
The door behind him opened, and a large group of people rushed in. Before Professor McGonagall closed the door, the buzzing discussion in the auditorium continued.
"Aha, that's really good!" Bagman looked at several students in the room eagerly: "Then, let's talk briefly and give some guidance to our warriors, Batty, will you come? "
Crouch was stunned, then nodded slightly, and stepped forward: "The first project... is to test your courage, we are not going to tell you what it is, daring to face the unknown is an important quality of a warrior, very important…"
"The only thing I can tell you is that the first project will be carried out on November 24th in front of other students and the jury."
"It's not fair!" A voice sounded, and everyone turned to look. Fleur was frowning at Iger, who was doing nothing next to Hermione: "He is the referee on the court, and the warriors of Hogwarts are his daughters. Friend, he can't promise he won't reveal the game like that little girl."
Hermione raised her eyebrows, her face unhappy.
little girl?
"That's what I said, but apart from Mr. Morriss' accident, we can't guarantee that other people can save you in time when the warriors are in danger..." Crouch said calmly: "What's more One thing is, as a Hogwarts student, if Mr Morriss doesn't referee on the court, he has the right to run for the Warriors..."
"The condition of your school's participation in the competition was that Mr Morrissey could not participate in the competition as a student. Mr Morrissey thought it was unfair to him. In order to enjoy the entertainment of the competition, we agreed to it. As the referee on the court, this is also agreed by the principal of your school." Crouch explained.
Furong turned her head to look at her headmaster, Madam Maxime didn't say anything, she just winked at the thought of Furong, motioning her not to say anything more.
"It looks like you have no problem with it?" Crouch glanced at it, then turned to look at Dumbledore: "So, I think that's all, Albus?"
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded. "You really don't want to stay at Hogwarts tonight, Barty?"
"Yes, I have to go back to the Ministry as soon as possible." Crouch smiled dryly: "It is a very busy, very difficult time... I put young Wetherby in charge temporarily... He is very enthusiastic , To be honest, the height is a bit too high..."
Ignoring the babbling words of the group of leaders, Iger dragged Hermione, gave Elsa a wink, and the others left in a hurry.
Today is a good day. Iger is happy for Hermione to become a warrior, so in this case, the Gryffindor Tower is going to have a party tonight.
It turned out that Iger was right. When the three returned to the tower, the whole lounge was full of jubilation. Even Professor McGonagall untied his meticulously groomed hair and drank butter beer among the students.
The older catgirl is very happy, and this kind of happiness has begun to appear since Iger was assigned to Gryffindor.
Gryffindor House is getting better and better.
Harry became Gryffindor and Iger became Gryffindor.
Harry brought Gryffindor the Quidditch House Cup that had been missing for a few years.
Iger has made the academy in the limelight again and again.
Now, there is another warrior in the Triwizard Tournament in the academy. This warrior has also won the first place in the school year exam for three consecutive years...
Professor McGonagall would be more perfect if you ignored the two mischievous twins who were happily setting off fireworks...
The lounge was boiling, and everyone was enjoying themselves. Even You Mengyu, who was nestled in the corner by the fireplace, and Emily, who had sneaked in together, were secretly drinking the vat that Iger got back two days ago. Mead.
"Even though it's not me, it's still our Gryffindor, oh, that's great..." Angelina hugged Hermione enthusiastically, the girls chatted about something, and the little belly around them kept growing. Squeeze in the direction of several people.
"Really... You really didn't ask Iger to help you?" Ron looked at Hermione unbelievingly for the third time.
"I wrote the name myself, and I made it myself. You saw it with your own eyes, don't ask me again!" Hermione looked a little impatient, but no matter how she heard it, there was a sense of pride in her voice. .
"It's incredible...I wouldn't be so surprised if it was Harry." Ron muttered unwillingly.
"It's normal. Hermione is the first in her age, and she has learned so many spells from Iger. How can you think it is more reliable than the two of us?" Harry smiled, although he was also very disappointed in his heart.
After a long time, Hermione secretly avoided the sight of the carnival crowd, turned around and slipped back to the room, because of her alcoholic strength.
"How do you feel?" Iger slowly followed behind and asked cheerfully.
Hermione didn't speak. As soon as Iger closed the door, she turned around and hugged Iger in her arms, hugging the boy in front of her tightly.
"I can't believe it..." Hermione sniffed, her voice sounding excited.
Iger grinned, and the calm look just outside was pretending...
"I never thought there would be a day like this Hermione's voice was sharp.
"Like I never thought I'd be a wizard," Hermione muttered as she lay on Iger's shoulder.
"This shows that my little white face is very competent and has successfully trained you into an excellent witch..." Iger laughed.
"Well..." Hermione snorted naively, and tightened her arms again: "I'm very happy..."
Gently stroked Hermione's messy hair, Iger's mouth curled up: "Just be happy."
"Are you proud of me?" the little girl muttered in Iger's ear.
"Of course." Iger nodded.
"Hmph..." Hermione finally couldn't help giggling, and then released Iger and gently pinched his chin: "Come here, I'll give you a reward..."
Iger gave her a shy look...