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Behind Wood, they also saw Cedric and his son, who were about to visit the Quidditch ground in advance.
Cedric Diggory was about seventeen years old and was a very good-looking boy.
At Hogwarts, he was the captain and ball-seeker of the Hufflepuff Academy Quidditch team.
Simply put, he was the enemy of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
In particular, considering that they had beaten Gryffindor in the first Quidditch game last year, he was not very popular.
Fred and George did not even greet him. They had not forgiven him until now.
Cedric's father was Amos Diggory, a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard.
He worked in the Department of Magical Animal Control at the Ministry of Magic and was very familiar with Mr. Weasley.
It was obvious that he was proud of his son.
Amos stared rudely at Harry and Sirius for a long time, especially at the scar on Harry's forehead.
"Of course, Cedric talked about you," Amos Diggory said. "He told us about the game between him and you last year. I told him that when you are old, you can tell your grandchildren about it. You were great. You beat Harry Potter!"
Beat Harry Potter. This was indeed a provocative remark.
Sirius looked at him unkindly. Fred and George also frowned.
Only Cedric stood there, looking a little embarrassed.
"Harry fell off the broom, Dad!" he whispered. "I told you, it was an accident."
"Yes, but you didn't fall off, did you?" Amos said loudly and affectionately, patting his son on the back. "You are always so modest and gentlemanly. You can understand that sympathy for the weak is a rare virtue, but the winner is always the best. I'm sure Harry would say the same. One fell off the broom and the other stayed firmly on it. It doesn't take a genius brain to tell who is the better pilot!"
This sentence was really asking for a beating. Almost everyone's expression turned ugly.
"Okay, I need some water!" Mr. Weasley said quickly, taking out a big dusty kettle. "Children, can you please fetch it back? You can take this opportunity to walk around the camp. Don't worry about the time."
At Mr. Weasley's insistence, they set off soon after, and none of them looked too happy.
"I can't believe that guy actually said he beat Harry if it wasn't for the Dementors," Ron complained.
"Dad is always like this. He's too nice!" Fred shook the kettle vigorously.
"If it were me, I would pounce on that Cedric and give him a good beating to teach him a lesson!" George followed.
The rest of the people didn't express their opinions, but none of them objected to what George said, including Hermione.
Of course, she looked a little different today. She wasn't as eager to express her opinion as before.
Since the incident last night, she had been trying to avoid Elwyn all morning and didn't talk to him.
Even if they occasionally looked at each other, she would quickly look away with a flushed face.
Hermione was embarrassed. Girls were like this, thin-skinned.
This was the main reason for her abnormality. She wasn't angry at Elwyn for climbing into her bed. This was a good sign.
Even if Elwyn was stupid, he knew that this was the time to pursue victory. Perhaps it would have an unexpected effect.
However, there was no chance!
They had been busy since the morning. The two of them didn't even have a chance to be alone.
Even if there was something to say, it couldn't be said in front of so many people.
In short, the two of them had always maintained this strange relationship that was neither close nor distant.
They passed through the camp and came to the kettle, where a small queue had already been formed.
Fred and George saw Lee Jordan. He was their good friend at school and often got into trouble together.
The three of them huddled together and whispered for a while. Then they left the queue with evil smiles on their faces. It was unknown what they were going to do.
"What are they going to do?" Ron said doubtfully, looking at the backs of the three of them.
"I don't know!" Harry shook his head and picked up the kettle that Fred had left behind.
They entered the queue. In front of them, two men were arguing fiercely about something.
One of them was very old and was wearing a long printed pajamas.
The other was obviously a wizard who worked in the ministry. He was holding up a pair of striped pants and was so angry that he was about to cry.
"Just have a heart and put it on, Archie. You can't walk around like that. That Muggle at the gate is beginning to suspect something. "
"I bought these pants in a Muggle shop," said the old wizard stubbornly. "Muggle wear them too."
"Muggle women wear them, Archie. Men don't. Men wear these," said the wizard who worked in the ministry, waving the striped pants.
"I won't wear them!" Said Archie indignantly. "I'll let the wholesome breeze blow my bum, thank you."
Hearing their conversation, everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Hermione, in particular, couldn't help it. She stooped and ran away from the queue. She didn't come back until Archie had filled his kettle and left.
A few minutes later, they were walking back through the camp, more slowly because they were carrying the kettle.
The kettle was very large and very heavy when it was filled.
Without using magic, it was difficult for the few of them to carry it.
They couldn't let Hermione and Ginny carry the kettle, so Elwyn, Harry, and Ron took turns carrying it.
Along the way, they saw many of the Hogwarts' classmates.
Among them, the one who left the deepest impression was Autumn Zhang, who happened to be walking right in front of them.
Autumn was Ravenclaw's ball-seeker, a very pretty girl.
She waved and smiled at them, and Harry waved back, splashing a lot of water on the front of his shirt.
"Hello, I just saw Cedric. He said you were here to fetch water!" Autumn said happily, her face flushed with concern and excitement. "How have you been, Elwyn? Since you left school early at the end of last term."
She asked about Elwyn's condition, which showed that she was very concerned.
Elwyn and Autumn had a good relationship. Ever since they met for the first time, they had become very familiar with each other.
Autumn seemed to have a good impression of Elwyn. Speaking of which, most of the girls in school had a good impression of Elwyn.
"Thank you, I'm fine. There's nothing wrong!" Elwyn replied with a smile. "How was your summer vacation?"
Before he could continue, he saw Hermione appear behind him.
After seeing Autumn, Hermione, who had been hiding for the whole day, took the initiative to approach her. Her little face was full of vigilance.
Elwyn smelled a hint of nervousness. Something was not right.
Fortunately, the bloody storm that he had expected did not happen.
After seeing Hermione's expression, Qiu quickly separated from them. Her face was still blushing.
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