After coming out of the Ministry of Magic's temporary office in Hogwarts, Allen teleported to Gryffindor's common room. He hid himself, approached Ron, and plucked out a few strands of his hair.
Ron grimaced in pain, but he didn't know what had happened. He cursed a few times, and buried his head in reading "Weird Magic Puzzles and Their Solutions" to finish his paper.
He had already scribbled two paragraphs on the parchment in front of him. Looking at the length of the parchment, he would probably have to fight for a long time without Hermione and Harry's help.
Allen left Gryffindor with satisfaction, and wandered around the path from the Ministry of Magic's temporary office to Gryffindor. This path was quieter. At this time, most of the little wizards were in the common room or the library. Allen calculated that no one would notice him if he showed up here.
As expected, he was stopped by the official from the Ministry of Magic who came to consult. Under the other party's surprised gaze, he happily agreed to be Krum's hostage.
On the day of the second competition, Professor Mag solemnly found a few selected hostages during breakfast, and asked them to follow her.
Ron didn't understand. He followed behind Luna and Jenny in a daze. Jenny seemed a little nervous, and Ron couldn't help but feel nervous too.
When they entered the Ministry of Magic's temporary office, Albert and the hostages from the other schools were already waiting.
There were six cups on the long table in front of them. The brown liquid in them gave off the smell of chocolate, and was bubbling.
"As hostages who need to be rescued by the Warriors, you will be brought to the bottom of the lake by the merfolk in a while. But don't worry about your safety. Drink this, and you won't feel any pain or danger." Crouch pointed at the potions on the table.
Ron's eyes widened as he stared at Crouch in disbelief. He raised his hand and wanted to say something, but Crouch ignored him. He just waved his hand and asked him to wait.
"We told the Warriors that if you weren't rescued in an hour, then there would be no hope. But in fact, you won't be in any danger. " Crouch looked at his watch. "Alright, let's hurry up. It's very simple. Just drink it."
"I'm sorry, sir. Why did I become a Warrior?" Ron's face was pale as he mustered up the courage to ask.
Crouch frowned. "You were the one who agreed to be the hostage of the Warriors."
"No, I'm not. I didn't." Ron shook his head in fear.
"What he said is true." Luna said lightly.
For the first time, Ron felt that the crazy girl's words were so beautiful. He glanced at Luna gratefully and looked at Mr. Crouch expectantly.
Crouch frowned. Something must have gone wrong, but the match was about to start. There was no time to change the players, and he would not tolerate any more problems in this match. Ever since the Sirius case, his power in the ministry had shrunk and he was in a difficult situation. He was now in charge of such an important event as the Three Warlock Tournament, and he could not afford to make any mistakes. He could not afford to lose face, and his prestige could not suffer any more damage.
"Ron? Weasley, you are a Gryffindor. Be brave. If you run away, it will discredit Arthur and Percy. I'm afraid they will also leave an impression that they are not important. " Crouch walked behind Ron, put his hands on his shoulders, and pushed him towards the table where the magic potions were placed. Ron heard the threat in his deliberately raised voice.
"What he said is also true." Luna's voice sounded in Ron's ears again.
The crazy girl was still so unlovable. Ron stared at the cup in front of him and widened his eyes. A thought penetrated his heart like a spell. "If I act bravely, will dad and Percy be put in an important position?"
With this thought, his heart beat wildly again. For Dad and Percy, he was determined not to retreat. He had to accompany them to the end.
Ron picked up a cup and drank the potion in one gulp.
"Good, not bad. You are very brave to be the first to drink the magic potion. Don't worry, Krum is very strong. He will save you. You don't have to worry. "
"What? Krum, not Harry? Krum really likes me? "Ron was so overwhelmed by this news that he couldn't breathe. His head tilted and he fainted on the ground.
For the other little wizards of Hogwarts, today was a grand occasion. Before they left, they went up to Allen and wished him good luck tomorrow. Their voices were cheerful and full of confidence. Obviously, they all believed that Allen was going to complete another wonderful performance, just like in the first event.
Allen didn't lose his demeanor because of the upcoming competition. He smiled and nodded to express his gratitude.
Soon, Allen also got up and walked towards the lake.
Passing through the two large oak doors and walking down the lawn, he saw that the seats that surrounded the Fiery Dragon Enclosure last November were now lined up layer by layer on the other side of the lake. There were no empty seats, and their reflections were reflected in the lake below.
It was the coldest morning of the severe winter. The trees were covered in frost, as if they were seeping out frost. The sky was blue, like a sparkling mirror. The sunlight passed through, bright and cold. It shone on the cold lake, but it didn't have the slightest effect of warming it.
The referees sat at another table by the water, covered with a golden tablecloth. Allen walked around the lake.
Dumbledore smiled and winked at Allen. Allen sat coldly behind the long table, not even looking at Allen.
Madam Maksim smiled gently, as if nothing could ruin her good mood. Kakarov surrounded his precious student, Krum.
Krum wore a thick fur cloak and gave Allen a provocative smile.
Ludo? Bagman's voice suddenly resounded through the lake.
"In this competition, the Warriors need to go to the bottom of the lake to find the treasure they miss the most. However, there is a time limit. If it exceeds an hour, then all hope is lost. Next, please allow me to introduce their treasure. "
"Luna? Lovgood — Allen? The treasure that Harris misses the most. "
Hermione, who was sitting in the stands, told Penello some of the things she knew about Allen and Luna with a mocking smile. "Don't think that he likes you the most."
"Harry? Potter — Ginny? Weasley — Hibiscus Chinensis? Dracul — Albert? Harris. "Suddenly, Bagman's voice rose an octave." Viktor? Krum — Ron? Weasley! "
The arena was in an uproar. This was too unexpected. The unspeakable secret between Krum and Ron was repeated by the young Magi over and over again.
Like the other Magi, Krum was stunned by this news. After regaining his senses, his face was pale and his lips trembled. "No, I'm not, I'm not!"
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