He looked at Gabri's appearance, and then looked at the surroundings.
A cute and delicate girl, a secluded and secluded grove.
Ai twitched his mouth subconsciously and smiled bitterly.
Nothing unexpected happened after that. Another half an hour passed.
He accompanied Gabri around the castle, feeling very relaxed and happy.
Ai had just sent Gabri back to the carriage when he saw Hagrid coming out of the cottage.
Hagrid didn't see Ai. He kept looking at the carriage as if he had changed into a different person.
He was wearing his best, but at the same time, ugliest, furry brown suit with a yellow and orange plaid tie.
But that wasn't the worst.
He had obviously tried to straighten his hair, using a lot of machine lubricant and the like.
Now, his hair was slicked back into two bunches.
Perhaps he had planned to tie his hair in a ponytail like Bill's, but found out that he had too much hair.
This outfit didn't suit Hagrid at all. Ai stared at him blankly for a moment, then decided not to make any comments.
Obviously, Hagrid wanted to leave a good impression in front of Mrs. Maxim.
Because of the giant's blood, there were too few women who could meet his aesthetic standards.
Although there were many difficulties to overcome, Ai sincerely hoped that the two of them could be together in the end.
When Ai walked into the hall, there were already more than 70 people gathered there.
Demstrong and the others were voting. Ai thought for a moment and decided to continue to verify what he didn't finish last night.
Although he had some guesses, it wasn't a bad thing to verify them.
He returned to his bedroom as fast as he could and took out the marauder map under his pillow.
On the map, there were more than 100 people in the hall.
Ai didn't recognize many of them. They were all Demstrong's students.
He took a quick look and didn't see Barty Crouch Jr. among them.
It seemed that Barty Crouch Jr. didn't mix with Demstrong's students.
Just as Ai stared at the marauder map, Corin yawned and sat up.
"Good morning, Ai!" He stretched his body and then seemed to remember something. He hurriedly got down. "Let's go to the lobby. I want to know who put their names in the Goblet of Fire!"
"Oh!" Ai put away the marauder map.
His heart was heavy, and he felt that something was not quite right.
When they arrived at the common room, Harry, Ron, and Hermione also came out of their respective bedrooms.
Hermione's hair was a mess, and Harry and Ron's shirts were unbuttoned.
The dark circles under their eyes indicated that they had not slept well last night.
By the time the five of them entered the hall, Durmstrong and the rest had already left. There were only about thirty people gathered there.
Some of them were still eating bread. They were all carefully examining the Goblet of Fire.
The cup was placed in the middle of the hall, on the stool where the sorting cap was accustomed to rest.
A thin golden line was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, enclosing the cup in the middle.
"Did anyone put their name in?" Ron asked a third-year girl eagerly.
"Yes, all the representatives of Durmstrong," she replied. "But I haven't seen anyone from the Hogwarts sign up yet."
"Someone must have put their name in while we were sleeping last night," said Harry. "If it were me, I would do that. I don't want anyone to see it. It would be so embarrassing if the cup crumpled up your name and threw it out!"
At that moment, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs. All three of them looked extremely excited.
"It's done!" Fred whispered to everyone in a proud tone. "I just drank it."
"What?" asked Ron.
"Aging agent, idiot," said Fred.
"Everyone drank a drop," said George, rubbing his hands together happily. "We just need to grow a few more months."
"If one of us wins, the thousand Garen will be divided equally among the three of us," said Lee, smiling happily.
"I don't think it will work," Hermione reminded. "I'm sure Dumbledore has considered this."
Ai was sure that the aging agent they developed would not work at all.
Like the Compound Decoction, the aging agent magic potion could only change the user's appearance and make them older.
Its duration was longer than the Compound Decoction, and it did not need to be taken every hour.
It was also much simpler to brew, but it still could not change the user's nature.
To put it simply, Fred and George, who had taken the age-increasing potion, had only turned into their future selves.
If they drank enough of the aging agent, they could even become their father, Mr. Weasley.
This kind of magic would only confuse people's senses, and would not break Dumbledore's magic.
In fact, with the abilities of the little wizards, it was impossible for them to use magic to suddenly be restricted by Dumbledore.
Fred, George, and Lee ignored Hermione, but looked at the fire excitedly, each of them trembling slightly.
"Are you ready?" Fred said to the other two, "Then, come, I'll go first …"
Fred took out a piece of parchment paper from his pocket, on it was written "Fred Weasley, Hogwarts".
He walked straight to the edge of the age line, stood there, and shook on his toes.
He looked like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot high platform.
Then, under the gaze of every pair of eyes in the hall, he took a deep breath and stepped over the line.
For a moment, everyone thought that Fred had succeeded!
George must have thought so too. He shouted proudly and jumped forward after Fred.
But then there was a hissing sound.
The twins were thrown out of the golden circle, as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out.
They landed painfully on the cold stone floor ten feet away, and in addition to their pain they were humiliated. There was a loud crack, and long white beards of the same color sprouted from their chins.
The people in the hall roared with laughter, even Fred and George got up.
After seeing the white beards, they couldn't help but laugh too.
"I warned you," a low, amused voice said.
Everyone turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore walking out of the hall.
He looked at Fred and George, his eyes shining.
"I suggest you both go to Mrs. Pomfrey's. She's nursing Miss Fawcett from La Clare and Mr. Summers from Hufflepuff. They're both determined to get a little older. But I must say that their beards aren't nearly as beautiful as yours. "
Fred and George set off for the hospital, accompanied by Lee Jordan, who was still giggling.
Ai, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Corin also giggled and went into the hall for breakfast.
(To be continued.)
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