Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

This made Hermione realize that it might not be that simple.

But she didn't ask much.

"Hermione, do you see the carriage?

It turns out that Beauxbatons and they all rest in the carriage at night!"

Ron walked over to Hagrid's window and pointed to the blue carriageway not far from Hagrid's hut.

"Really?"

Hermione glanced up curiously, then looked back.

"By the way, Hagrid, why aren't you in the house?"

Hermione looked around the room and found no large boxes containing snails.

She remembered that Hagrid cherished the little ones.

After each class, they would be brought to the house for fear that something would go wrong and they would die unexpectedly.

"They, those cuties were put outside by me in the "390" pumpkin patch. "

Hagrid said happily as he mended his socks.

"They can't be helped, they're growing just too fast.

It's about three or four feet long now.

The only problem is that they now seem to be a little short-tempered and have begun to kill each other. "

Speaking of this, Hagrid looked a little distressed and scratched his head with the bone needle that mended his sock.

"That's kind of bad. "

Hermione sighed after Hagrid.

"Hermione heard Ron and Harry say, did you play in the Final Four?"

Hagrid lowered his socks, his eyes inevitably worried.

"Oh yes, Hagrid. I want to work on myself!"

Answering Hagrid's question, he glared at Ron and Harry in annoyance.

They seemed to be a little upset that they had told Hagrid about their participation in the competition.

"yes, it's time to exercise. But to be honest, Hermione, I'm still a little worried about you.

After all, this time the Final Four Tournament is a bit difficult......"

As he spoke, Hagrid's eyes couldn't help but have some apprehension.

"Oh!

"yes, what is the game going to be?"

Harry and Ron asked excitedly.

They didn't expect Hagrid to know anything about the Final Four Tournament.

"Well, I can't say. But the game is different from before.

It will be interesting.

And we will also use a newer alchemy equipment during the competition.

You'll know when the time comes. "

After pestering for a while, he found that Hagrid was dead or alive.

The three of them gave up.

At about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark.

The three of Hermione prepared to say goodbye to Hagrid and go to the banquet at the castle.

Of course, the main thing is to see who has become the champion of the school.

and whether Hermione was successful in being chosen.

"Let's go!"

Hagrid stood up with some excitement.

"Let's go together, but you'll have to wait a bit. "

With that, Hagrid went into the back room.

Rummaging in front of a huge cupboard.

"What's wrong? Hagrid?"

Hermione asked, confused.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he smelled a pungent smell.

The three of them couldn't help coughing loudly.

"What's this, ahem!"

Ron couldn't help but ask.

"Uh, cologne ......"

Hagrid looked embarrassed.

"Don't you like it much?"

Watching the three of them cough incessantly.

Hagrid looked down at the date on the bottle.

"Well, it's been a long time since it's expired......"

Muttering, Hagrid put the bottle down.

Ran to the bucket outside the window and washed his face desperately.

It seems that I want to wash all the smells. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Ahem! This smells! Hagrid's perfume is so good!"

Ron coughed and waved his hand and fanned the wind, as if that would make him feel better.

"Clean and new!"

Hermione waved her wand, and with a gust of wind, the smell of the room dissipated considerably.

"Hoo ......"

Ron let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much, Hermione. "

Hermione shook her head.

"Nothing! But do you know what happened to Hagrid?

Why is it a perfume and a suit.

And his hair......"

"I don't know.

Hagrid was already dressed like that when we came. "

Harry replied.

"I may know ......"

Ron whispered 0 .

He pointed to the window.

"Look!"

Madame Maxim was coming out of the carriage.

Behind her were the Beauxbatons students, who followed Madame Maxim in a neat stride.

Hagrid, on the other hand, was leaning around Madame Maxim, not knowing what he was saying.

But looking at his fascination, you know that this conversation is very pleasant.

"I dare say Hagrid must be in love with that woman!"

Ron was sure.

After all, Hagrid is so old, and he will definitely not let go of a woman about his height when he finally meets her. "

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Alright!

Let's go too!"

Hermione looked speechless.

Originally, I said I would go with them.

Who knew that Hagrid turned his head to look at the cottage and then left with Madame Maxim.

Instead, they left them here.

The three of them walked out of the hut.

Close the door.

It was cold outside, and the three men wrapped their cloaks.

He walked briskly towards the castle.

......

This year's Halloween feast is not much different from previous years.

Pumpkins dressed up as flying bats.

There are also various streamers.

The only difference between 2.9 is the food.

Because the three academies came in order to take care of their tastes.

Therefore, there are many dishes with national styles.

The crowd at the banquet was not as lively as in previous years, but all of them were anxious.

It seems that he can't wait for Dumbledore to declare success.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Sabini! Daphne and I are not in a hurry.

What's in your hurry?"

Braun said casually as he picked up a portion of bacon and ate it.

"It's a Final Four tournament! Braun!"

Sabini looked very excited.

"Hmm. "

Braun agreed:

"But what does this have to do with you?"

Sabini: "......"

He felt that Braun was getting more and more annoying.