v2 Chapter 507： Triwizard Tournament

After listening for a while, Hermione stood up and walked to the door of the compartment.

She pulled the door gently to prevent Malfoy's voice from coming in.

"He thinks that Demstrom is more suitable for him?" said Hermione, "I hope he will go there early when he goes there, and we don't have to put up with him."

"I remember, Krum is also Demstrom!" said Ron. "I have checked this information."

"What, Krum is there too?!" Harry looked a little surprised. "But Sirius said before that the school is not very good."

"Accurately speaking, it is bad!" Hermione snorted softly. "According to the European Magic Education Assessment, this school attaches great importance to black magic. Many black wizards graduated from there. ""

Of course, Demstrom’s tolerance for dark magic is within certain limits.

If there are black wizards like Grindelwald and Voldemort, they will take action.

In history, Grindelwald was expelled from Demstrom.

Because they can no longer tolerate his chaotic, increasingly evil black magic studies.

"But Krum looks good, yes, where is the school?" Ron asked, "Which country?"

“In a certain area of ​​northern Europe, I guess it should be near Scandinavia!” said Ai Wen. “I have read about the scenery around their school, which is in line with the Scandinavian environment. It is the largest peninsula in Europe and the highest place, with vast forests covered with snow, innocent snowfields and glaciers, and a night sky."

"Ivan, you are so powerful, you can speculate on so much information." Hermione exclaimed, "I just speculated that Desslang is probably far from the north, a very cold place, because their school uniforms also include Fur cape."

"It sounds good. Imagine what will happen!" Ron said with great enthusiasm. "It's not going to be difficult to push Malfoy off the glacier like an accident. It's a pity, His mother likes him so much."

"You still manage your own affairs, Weasley!"

When Ron’s words were not finished, he saw Draco Malfoy appear at the door.

Behind him stood Crabbe and Goyle. They were his buddies. They were terrible and a fierce look.

This summer, they seem to have grown at least a foot high, which is incredible.

Apparently, they overheard the conversation just through the door of the compartment.

"Go out, Malfoy, we didn't invite you in." Harry said coldly.

Malfoy ignored him. He looked at Evan, sitting at the window with fear, and his eyes fell on Ron.

Ron’s words had obviously made Malfoy very angry, and he was not prepared to leave.

"Weasley, what is that?" he asked, pointing to the cage of the pig.

There, a sleeve of Ron’s gown hangs from the cage.

As the train swayed, the lace on the cuffs seemed to be very conspicuous.

Ron wanted to hide his robes, but Malfoy's movements were faster than him. He grabbed his sleeves and pulled them hard.

"Look at this!" Malfoy was very happy. He raised Ron's robes and looked at Crab and Gore. "Weasley, don't you want to wear such clothes, I mean, they are in eighteen It was still very fashionable around the 1990s."

"Let's eat it, Malfoy!" Ron's face rose to the color of the gown, and he took the robes from Malfoy.

Malfoy made a loud sneer, and Crabbe and Goyle smirked, and the voice was harsh.

"Why, you want to participate too, Weasley? You want to try your hand and add a glory to your family? You know, this thing has something to do with money. If you win, you have money to buy a few Decent robes"

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked angrily.

"Do you want to participate?" Malfoy said again, looking at Harry, who was also glaring at him. "I guess you will, Potter? You never miss a chance to show off yourself, are you?"

"Either explain your words, or just walk away, Malfoy." Hermione lifted her gaze from "Standard Mantra, Level 4" and said impatiently.

When she heard Hermione's words, a smile of joy passed over Malfoy's pale face.

"Do you not know?" He said happily. "Weasley, your father and your brother are working in the Ministry of Magic. You don't know? My God, my father told me a long time ago, it was listening. Connelly Fudge said. Anyway, Dad is in contact with the top figures of the Ministry of Magic. Probably your father’s level is too low. He has no right to know, Weasley, yes, yes, they probably never talked about important things in front of him. topic of"

"Of course we know the things of the top three competitions!" Ai Wen interrupted him. "And we also intend to participate and become the warriors of Hogwarts. If you have any opinions on this, you can do so."

When I heard Evan's words, the look of joy on Malfoy's face came to an abrupt end, and it looked funny.

He took a step back and the look of horror seemed to have just been here.

For Avon, Malfoy naturally did not dare to have any opinions.

Whether it is the experience of the last semester or the horrible and shocking picture of the World Cup, it is fixed in his mind and can never be forgotten.

He made a gesture to Crabbe and Goyle, and the three disappeared together.

Ron stood up and slammed the door of the compartment shut. He used too much strength and the glass on the door broke.

"Ron!" Hermione blamed. She pulled out her wand and whispered, "Repair is like this!"

The broken glass pieces are automatically assembled into a complete piece of glass and returned to the door frame.

"I have had enough of him!" said Ron angrily. "What his dad is in contact with the top of the Ministry of Magic, my father can improve at any time, he just likes the present position."

"You don't have to influence your emotions because of Malfoy's words, it's not worth it!" said Harry.

"He! Influence my emotions! It won't be!" Ron said resentfully.

He picked up a sandwich made by Mrs. Weasley and squeezed it into a sauce.

"Well, Avon, what exactly is the three-powered hegemony you just said?" Hermione turned to look at Ai Wen. "They have been talking about this thing?! I want to listen there." Said it"

Harry and Ron also concentrated and looked at Evan curiously. (To be continued.)