The end of May is approaching summer, and the weather is getting brighter and hotter. All wizards have subconsciously put on their summer clothes.

Hermione also wore a light-colored pleated skirt, and her top was a thin wizard robe to block the sun.

Her brown curly hair was combed into a low ponytail and scattered messily on her back. She also held several thick books in her arms, giving her the appearance of a girl full of literary and artistic sense.

Originally, with the beginning of summer, it meant that the semester was coming to an end, and the study of various courses became more and more intense in order to cope with the exams at the end of the semester.

In the morning's Transfiguration class

"Miss Granger's Transfiguration is excellent, ten points for Gryffindor - and Geralt is also a good student, ten points for Slytherin!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the two badges turned into green frogs on the table of the two people, pursed her lips slightly, and nodded slightly.

Only five minutes have passed since the task was assigned, and this pair The outstanding young couple had already displayed the results in front of her, while the others were still racking their brains to deal with their frogs. They are still as outstanding as ever!

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but think.

These two people have never been the same. From the first grade until now, I have always been among the best - no matter what course I took.

"By the way, Mr. Geralt, you remember to take Potter and the others to the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock tonight."

Professor McGonagall seemed to have remembered something and said to him.

"There, Mr. Bagman will tell the warriors what the third project is. At the same time, the warriors from the other two schools will also go"

"Okay, professor."

Lorne raised his head and chuckled and nodded.

When Professor McGonagall went to check the completion of other wizards, Hermione couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Didn’t you know what the third project is a long time ago, and it’s still at nine o’clock in the evening - didn’t we agree to go to the cabin tonight?…"

"Okay, okay, let's go after we come back - it shouldn't be too late by then."

Lorne reached out and gently held her soft little hand, and comforted her with a raised corner of his mouth.

After all, some things can be done at any time - besides, the two of them still have decades to stay together.…

"Okay..."

Hermione held the side of her face with one hand and sighed helplessly.

However, when she felt the gentle touch from the palm of her hand, the corners of her mouth also raised subconsciously.

It's so good, this feeling!

By the way...how will the wedding be held in the future?

As she thought about it, Hermione couldn't help but think of the topic she talked about last time.

Until now, she has not decided on her attention.

This matter is indeed worthy of Miss Granger think carefully

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It’s half past eight in the evening!

The sky gradually became gloomier, completely shrouded in the veil of darkness.

The night sky in May was not as cold as in previous months. Instead, there was a gentle evening breeze gently blowing on their faces.

Lorne and Hermione walked out of the hall, followed by Harry and Fred.

Behind them are Fleur and Krum, the warriors from their academy.

"This kind of weather is really suitable for staying in a wooden house."

Hermione hugged her boyfriend's arm and walked down the stone steps with small steps. Her brown eyes looked at the cloudy night and whispered to herself.

"Just introducing some venues, it will be over soon."

Lorne said with a shrug.

"Are we just walking through the maze?"

Fred, who was following behind, asked Cedric boredly.

The two of them had already been informed of the events to be carried out in the last game, but no one knew exactly what was going to be done in it.

"It might be possible to look for something inside."

Cedric guessed.

Amidst chatting and laughing, they walked along the dark lawn towards the Quidditch pitch.

The originally gorgeous Quidditch pitch was now covered by a tall stand. It was shrouded.

After passing through the cracks in the stands and walking inside, the scene inside was also reflected in everyone's eyes. The

Quidditch pitch was no longer smooth and flat at this time. It seemed that someone was here and everything was happening. These long low walls are intricate and winding in all directions - and they are still moving, like magical creatures.

"It seems that you are all here, so let us talk about the rules."

At this time, Bagman's cheerful voice sounded from behind.

He stood in the center of the stadium and introduced to them loudly.

"In another month, Hagrid will make them 20 feet tall. At that time, you will be challenged in it - by the way, it is a maze."

"The purpose of the last event is very clear. The Triwizard Tournament trophy is placed in the center of the maze. Whichever warrior touches it first will get full points!"

"In other words, we just need to walk through the maze?"

Fred sounded a little disappointed.

"Of course not, of course there will be some obstacles inside, such as the animals raised by Hagrid, and some spells that must be lifted. Oh, by the way, the warrior with the leading score will enter the maze first!"

After hearing Fred's question, Bagman forced a smile on his face, then thought of something, and said to Lorne.

So far, among the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, Lorne... Geralt's score is in first place - and Cedric is in second place

"sounds good."

Fred thought for a moment about the animals Hagrid had adopted, and couldn't help shaking his body before saying.

He could already imagine how chaotic this game would be.

"Very good - if you don't have any questions, then we will go back to the castle. To be honest, it seems a bit cold here.……"

Bagman rubbed his shoulders and said

"Then I'll leave first."

After getting the news she wanted to know, Hermione quickly pulled LuoWalking towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest - she really didn't want to waste any time here.

"Why do these two people look so anxious?"

Fu Rong looked at the backs of the two leaving figures and said in a thoughtful tone.

"Who knows. Fred responded with a shrug.

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