"Headmaster Dumbledore was right.

Now this sea changed world.

Only by enduring more difficulties and tests can we better face the crises that we may encounter next.

Trust me Daphne.

Those trials were nothing to me. "

Braun smiled and stroked Daphne's blonde hair.

provoked the other party to be embarrassed:

"Who's going to care about you!"

After snorting coldly, he arrogantly ran to the group of girls.

Laugh and play with them.

That tsundere look made Braun couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Are you ready to race, Braun?"

Shabini leaned over and asked.

"Why do you want to participate?"

"Of course!"

Sabini straightened up.

But his face soon fell again:

"But my mom won't agree.

I'm just thinking about it. "

"Don't be so sad brother!

Maybe your mom will agree?

Who can say that!"

Braun patted Sabini on the shoulder and comforted.

Led by the prefect, he soon came to the door of the Slytherin common room.

"Password!"

The portrait of 557 at the doorway asked.

"Dragonseed!"

The portrait of a man with a gloomy face showed a smile.

The passage behind it is revealed.

The semi-circular common room is filled with soft sofas and tables.

The fire in the fireplace crackled.

The scorching fire warmed up the entire common room.

And as the crowd entered the lounge.

The sound of the storm also disappeared.

Outside the glass window.

There was only the gloomy water of the lake and a few fish-men banging on the windows to greet everyone.

"Let's go, let's go to bed! I'm so tired today!"

Braun yawned.

Sabini nodded.

The two of them walked towards their lounge like the other old students.

As for the freshmen.

Still standing in place, listening to the prefect's introduction.

Open the door.

In the dormitory, Braun and Sabini's boxes were neatly arranged.

Two four-poster beds facing each other.

A soft velvet quilt was laid on top.

It is extraordinarily soft at first glance.

"Meow ......"

Susie ran over and rubbed Braun's trouser legs.

"Did the elves give you a bath?

What a good boy who likes to be clean. "

Braun picked Susie up and rubbed it against his face.

"Every time I see Susie, it makes me feel the urge to get a cat. "

Sabini said with some envy.

"I don't think you'd better harm those animals!"

Braun said helplessly.

He felt that the animals would not last long in Shabini's hands.

Change into pajamas.

The two of them climbed onto the soft bed.

It was warm inside the bed.

It also has a faint fragrance.

Braun guessed that the house-elves were warming up the bed stove.

"Ann! Braun!"

"Ann, Sabini!"

Braun did not fall asleep immediately after saying goodbye to each other.

Rather, he was thinking about Moody's.

Just through the point of light in my mind.

Braun was certain that the Moody was pretended to be Barty Crouch Jr.

Although he killed Pettigrew himself.

But the big plot hasn't changed.

But some places are starting to change. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

For example, the number of teams in the Triwizard Tournament has increased.

And the rules of the game have changed beyond recognition.

The only thing that left Braun wondering was what Voldemort's plans were.

That's what worries Braun the most at the moment.

Originally, he was going to go to Barty Crouch Jr. today to inquire. []

But after thinking about it, Braun still felt that today was not a good time.

As can be seen from the situation in previous years. Dumbledore's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to treat him the same way as everyone else.

But surreptitious surveillance is certainly indispensable.

Going to Moody's office right after the first day of school wasn't a good time.

"Then wait a little longer!

Lord Voldemort...... Waiting to become the most powerful collection on my wizarding path!

I will step on you to glory!"

......

Early the next morning.

The storm had already stopped.

It's just that the ceiling of the auditorium is still gloomy.

Drinking milk and eating delicious buttery bread.

Braun quietly watched the class schedule.

This morning's class was full.

The same is true in the afternoon.

Maybe it's because of the Triwizard Tournament.

Professors are afraid that they will delay their students' time to study.

As a result, the classes are very full.

"The morning is about protecting magical creatures. In the afternoon, it is divination.

Grace was easy."

Braun commented as he ate his breakfast.

Turning her head, she saw Hermione walking in through the door.

"Good morning Hermione.

I feel like you've lost a lot of weight......"

"yes...... Thank you, Braun.

Although your uncle said it was because he and my parents were very good friends......

But I know he's got so much to give us because of you. "

Braun shook his head and took Hermione's hand:

"It's nothing.

Our relationship doesn't need to be so polite Hermione.

And I think you should eat more.

I still think your hands feel better when they're fleshy!"

Braun said solemnly.

Hermione took a sip.

Hurriedly pulled out his hand and ran away.

"Smile more at Hermione!

Don't be sad all day!

It's not like the know-it-all Miss I know!"

Braun shouted behind Hermione.

Hermione didn't turn her head though.

But Braun felt that Hermione's delicate face must have a smile on her face at this moment.

"Fluttering!"

Hundreds of owls flew into the auditorium.

Almost every little wizard had a letter on their desk.

Especially for students from the third year onwards.

Braun wasn't surprised.

Since yesterday Dumbledore had talked about the fact that there was no limit to the Final Four.

Braun knew that there would be a lot of parents who would send letters.

And the content must be nothing more than telling their own children not to allow them to participate in the competition.

"Oh my God! I haven't written to my mother yet!

Mom told me I wasn't allowed to go!"

Sabini feeds the giant barn owl as she feeds it.

While looking at the letter in his hand with a bitter face.

The look is extremely lost.。。

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