Chapter 326 Golden Egg

After the game, all players were summoned back to the tent by Ludo Bagman.

As soon as he entered, he saw Hermione covered in blood, which shocked him.

"Are you okay, Miss Granger? Do you need to see a doctor first?"

"No need." Hermione shook her head, "It's the dragon-slayer's blood."

Unlike those real dragons, bathing in the blood of a fire dragon does not change a person.

"That's good."

He turned to the others and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well done to you all!"

Ludo Bagman said, looking very happy, as if he had just successfully crossed a dragon.

"Okay, I only have a few words to say. There are four events in this Triwizard Tournament. The second event will start at 9:30 am on January 7 next year. Before that, you can take a long rest. A while—but we'll leave you with some questions for your consideration! Also, Miss Granger, could you please pass me the three extra golden eggs? You'll have some use for them, thank you."

Ludo took the extra golden eggs back and gave them to the warriors who had no golden eggs.

"You look down at those golden eggs you're holding in your hands, and you'll see they can be opened...see the seam there? You must unravel the clues provided in the eggs - that will tell you the second You can prepare for what the project is! Are you clear about it? No problem? Okay, let’s go!”

After returning to Hogwarts, the little wizards held a warm celebration, and the little lions were elated. Harry was even more happy. After reconciling with Ronald, he was also widely welcomed by the little wizards, because they finally recognized him. He is qualified as a warrior.

As for Hermione, she was not just welcomed, but... awe-stricken.

Some people already regard her as Levin's second best.

As the chairman of the Polytechnic Society, Hermione's amazing performance on the field and her overwhelming score in the end made the wizards of the Polytechnical Society burst with pride.

Due to strong requests from members, Levin organized an additional society event that night.

Everyone gathered in the Exquisite Society's exclusive classroom to celebrate Hermione's victory.

The tables and chairs were piled with mountains of cakes, candies, and bottles of sherbet, pumpkin juice, and butterbeer.

Someone was lighting some fireworks, and there were many stars and sparks flashing in the air.

At the end of the celebration, everyone talked about the next game, and everyone was more anxious than Hermione herself, asking her to take out the golden egg and study it together.

Although Levin already knew the result, he couldn't bear to reject everyone's enthusiasm, so he could only let it go.

"Hey, it's quite heavy," Zhang Qiu said, holding Hermione's golden egg and weighing it with both hands.

"Listen to my advice and don't open it." Hermione's reminder seemed a little frightening.

But she said it too late. Zhang Qiu had already dug his nails into the grooves on the golden egg and opened it.

An extremely terrifying, high-pitched scream filled the entire room.

"Close it quickly." The little wizards covered their ears.

In fact, before attending the celebration, Hermione had already tried it secretly and knew what was inside. When she couldn't resist everyone, she had already plugged her ears with two cotton balls.

He quickly stepped forward and closed the golden egg.

Zhang Qiu, who was closest to the golden egg, suffered the most damage. Fortunately, she had been strengthened with permanent elixirs and was much more resistant than ordinary little wizards. She quickly recovered and frowned: "What's inside?" nothing.

After learning this lesson, everyone no longer dared to attack the golden egg. They just discussed with each other how the scream was related to the second game.

Some people speculated that the second game was related to the female ghost, but in the end there was still no clue.

With Hermione's sudden rise to prominence, the Erotic Society has welcomed a new wave of newcomers.

As the course continues and the level reaches the standard, more and more young wizards are able to enter the third class of the Academy of Knowledge and learn arcane magic theory.

With this, Levin announced that he would hand over more affairs to Hermione, such as all three classes of arcane magic classes, which were originally taught by Levin himself but now turned to Hermione as the instructor.

Levin himself will only teach some key lessons.

In fact, before this, Levin's attitude towards Class 3 courses had been three days of fishing and two days of netting.

Basically half of the classes are hosted by Hermione, because everyone in the family is used to Teacher Hermione.

This time he was merely officially granting the lecturership to Hermione.

With his usual teaching performance and the endorsement of this game's results, everyone has no objection to this.

In this way, in the subsequent Erudite Society courses, Levin only needs to provide some information to Hermione and occasionally show his face. "The boss is finally completely liberated by letting go of his hands."

For Hermione, she was happy to serve as an arcane magic lecturer in her original position.

She has always felt that she received too much help from Levin:

There are so many precious self-created magics. As long as she wants to learn them, Guowen will teach them:

Levin gave her all kinds of precious elixirs and alchemy items for free;

She was also the first to learn the unique magical Animagus.

Take all of the above alone and place them in the magic world. Even the top magicians will flock to them. Each of them is priceless.

How could she, Hermione, be so virtuous as to be able to accept all this without any worries?

Even though she liked Levin, Hermione felt that she had to do as much as possible to help Levin in order to live up to his efforts.

This is why she can tolerate Levin's unbridled fishing as a hands-off shopkeeper and wipe his ass without any restraint.

Now it's just a matter of giving him a few more lectures, so what does that mean?

While sharing the burden for Levin, you can also enhance your prestige in the Bosho Society. It's the best of both worlds.

November brings high winds and sleet to Hogwarts.

In this case, the little wizards who need to go outdoors to take Care of Magical Creatures lessons are extremely attached to the hot fire and thick walls in the castle.

Although there is always draft in the castle in winter, it is much better than the cold wind blowing outside all the time.

Professor Hagrid, who teaches the Care of Magical Creatures class, is not focused on these students either.

From time to time he would get up and offer Madame Maxime's rune horses their favorite single malt whiskey.

The smell of alcohol drifted from the feed trough in the corner of the temporary stable, making the students in the Care of Magical Creatures class a little dizzy.

Despite this, they still have to work hard to take care of the terrifying Blast-Ended Skrewts.

Now there are only ten Blast-Ended Skrewts left.

Obviously, their desire to kill each other has not been completely eradicated.

Only the winner deserves to enjoy all the benefits of the Blast-Ended Skrewt.

The loser gets nothing,

This is so hot that you can’t even eat shit.

Now they are nearly six feet long each, their thick gray protective coating, their powerful swinging legs, their exploding fire-breathing tails, their spines and suckers,

All of this combined makes the Blast-Ended Skrewt the most disgusting thing any young wizard has ever seen.

And Hagrid came up with an even more terrifying idea. He actually wanted to hibernate these seemingly energetic snails.

The students looked listlessly at the big box Hagrid brought out, which was filled with pillows and fluffy blankets.

This is really a giant snail. Why don't you put some stuffed animals in it?

"We bring them in," said Hagrid (acbi), "then put the lid on and see what happens."

As a result, they discovered that the snails did not hibernate and did not like to be stuffed into pillow-lined boxes and covered with lids.

Soon, Hagrid shouted: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!"

Because the Blast-Ended Skrewts were running amok in the pumpkin, and the ground was already strewn with smoking box fragments, most of the students locked themselves in Hagrid's hut to avoid the Blast-Ended Skrewt attacks.

It wasn't until Levin used [Frost Nova] to freeze all the snails that the farce ended.

This time, the snails are really going to hibernate.

The little wizards worked together to stuff these frozen snails into the few remaining boxes.

Rita Skeeter leaned against the fence of Hagrid's garden and watched the drama.

Today she was wearing a thick magenta robe with a purple fur collar, and the crocodile leather handbag hung on her arm.

"Who are you?" Hagrid noticed her and came over to ask.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Rita replied, looking at Hagrid with a smile on her face, her gold teeth shining in her mouth.

"It seems that Dumbledore has said that you are not allowed to enter the school anymore." Hagrid said with a slight frown.

Rita didn't seem to hear Hagrid at all.

"What are these charming animals called?" she asked, her smile widening.

"Blast-tailed skrewts," Hagrid replied gruffly.

"Really?" Rita said, looking interested. "I've never heard of it before... Where did they get it?"

"Oh, with permission from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, I can purchase and raise these little guys." Hagrid obviously understood what the other party wanted to imply, and quickly took out a wrinkled picture from his moleskin coat. Proof, the red Ministry of Magic seal gleaming on it.

Rita held the certificate with two thick fingers and tried hard to read the colorful handler's signature on it: "Katlana Presto.

Rita knew the identity of the other party very well. He was a close ally of Deputy Director Gianna.

She narrowed her eyes and handed the certificate back to Hagrid, her attitude becoming more kind.

"Sorry to bother you, please say hello to Mr. Green for me." After saying that, she quickly turned around and left the pumpkin patch.

On the way out, she happened to bump into Harry who was looking for Hagrid. Her eyes lit up and she approached him: "Hi, Harry."

Harry looked uncertainly at Rita, who was wearing a magenta magic robe and holding a green shorthand pen in her hand. She looked like a smiling tiger.

"Harry, are you confident that you can defeat Hermione Granger, who is currently the top scorer, in the next game? I heard that she and you are good friends, has this affected your friendship?" She looked at Harry with a smile on her face, "Listen You said you and Ronald Weasley had a falling out. Is this because Krum came to Hogwarts? Is it possible for you to reconcile?"

"I just want to say a word to you," Harry said angrily, "Goodbye."

After saying that, he ran towards Hagrid's hut.

After the Charms class ended the next day, Professor Flitwick told the little wizards exciting news: "The Yule Ball is coming - this is a legendary part of the Triwizard Tournament and a part of our interactions with foreign guests. Great opportunity. Well, the prom is only open to students in fourth grade and above—but you can invite the first-year students if you want—"

The audience immediately became agitated,

Lisa Dupin chuckled, looking eager to try.

Padma Patil glanced at the boys in the class reservedly, showing a critical look.

It seemed that there were few boys in this classroom that she thought were pretty good.

Compared with girls’ precocity, boys are more mature

He must be somewhat straight.

Many people looked confused and seemed to be thinking, what is a dance party?

Do you want to see the ladies dancing?

And if there is a dance on Christmas Eve, what will happen to the originally sumptuous Christmas dinner? Will it be retained?

In addition, the girls' critical and scrutinizing eyes also made them a little confused.

"Put on your formal robes," Professor Flitwick said with a smile. "The dance will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock on Christmas Eve and will end at twelve midnight. And Levin

Green, Dumbledore asked me to remind you that as the referee of the competition, you need to set an example for the dance with them and lead the dances in the first few dances. "

Levin nodded, indicating that he understood.

"It's great that the referee can lead the dance..." Padma looked longingly and glanced at Levin secretly.

In fact, it wasn't just her... many girls who were pretending to pack their things and fell behind were looking at him secretly.

Levin pretended not to notice, packed up his things, and left the classroom quickly.

At this moment, Padma suddenly stopped him.

"Levin..."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing." Padma shook her head hurriedly.

"Then I'll leave first." Levin hurried away.

The looks of those girls were like wolves and tigers.

He didn't care at all about the coveting from girls,

Because I have realized that I am about to face a catastrophic problem. .