Hogwarts Lion Girl

Harry stayed in the Weasley's tent for a while. Although the tent was large, there were also many Weasley children.

Ron was fighting with Ginny over a chocolate frog, and Mr. Arthur was talking excitedly about his new and improved Muggle product...

In short, it was too noisy and lively.

Harry felt a little bored, so he got up and walked outside the tent.

Just then, a figure hurried towards him. Harry looked closely and found that it was his godfather, Sirius Black.

"Harry!" Sirius gave him a warm hug. "There you are!"

"Good morning, Godfather. Are you here to watch the game too?" Harry asked curiously.

Sirius winked playfully and said, "Yes, come to my tent. Let's have a good exchange of feelings as father and son."

Harry nodded excitedly, "Oh, okay, I'll go talk to Mr. Weasley."

……

Harry followed Sirius across the thickly carpeted floor to a velvet sofa and sat down on it, with a soft glow from a magical lamp overhead.

Sirius walked over to a liquor cabinet and expertly mixed drinks.

"Would you like some butterbeer, Harry?" Sirius shook the crystal glass in his hand, and the golden liquid shone temptingly under the light.

"Okay, thank you, Godfather." Harry nodded expectantly.

Sirius's tent also has a small balcony, from which he can see most of the venue.

While Harry was admiring the scenery, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure, it was Salina.

Before he could feel happy, his movements paused slightly.

He saw Cedric holding Salina's hand and walking into a tent, the two of them were talking and laughing.

Sirius handed Harry a glass of butterbeer and leaned against the balcony railing, following Harry's gaze.

"What are you looking at, Harry?" he asked, with a hint of mischief in his tone.

Harry hastily looked away and picked up his wine glass to hide his awkwardness, "No, nothing..."

Sirius raised an eyebrow, obviously not believing him.

"Oh, come on, don't try to fool my eyes." He walked up to Harry and followed his gaze. "Is that... Cedric Diggory? And the girl next to him is... Serena?"

"No way..." Harry couldn't help but refute, realizing that his reaction was a bit extreme, and hurriedly explained, "Maybe you saw it wrong, it's just a female classmate..."

Sirius nodded in sudden realization, and said in a long and meaningful voice, "Oh - classmate..." He patted Harry's shoulder, his tone full of teasing, "The female classmate you like?"

"Godfather!" Harry blushed and didn't know how to explain.

"Don't be shy." Sirius smiled nonchalantly, "Would you like me to teach you some tips on how to chase girls?"

"What?" Harry looked confused, completely unable to follow Sirius's train of thought.

Sirius blinked his eyes mysteriously and said, "Don't look at me like a sloppy old man now. When I was in school, I was also a celebrity in school! The girls who were infatuated with me could line up from here to France." As he spoke, he gestured with his hands, as if he had returned to that spirited and energetic teenage days.

"I can tell, because Godfather, you are quite charming now." Harry couldn't help but laugh, although Sirius was a little childish, it was undeniable that he was indeed very charming.

"Good boy, you have good vision!" Sirius raised his chin proudly, "Let me explain it to you..."

……

Outside the Ministry of Magic's exclusive tent, Wood walked slowly up to Percy, who had a serious expression, with a playful smile.

"It seems that she didn't accept your invitation either." There was a hint of ridicule in his tone.

Percy frowned slightly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

He responded coldly and sorted out the documents in his hands, obviously not wanting to get too entangled with Wood.

"There's no point in pretending to be stupid." Wood stopped smiling. "We all know it, don't we?"

Percy raised his head sharply, staring at Wood with sharp eyes, "If you are free, you can go patrol the periphery instead of wasting my time here."

Wood shrugged, "Don't be so cold, Percy. We are classmates to some extent, and we have some friendship from the past."

Percy rolled his eyes. "That kind of thing doesn't exist." His tone was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"How cold and indifferent." Wood said in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Why do you have to keep people at a distance?"

Percy ignored him, "If you're fine, just go away. I have a lot of work to do."

Wood paused, "I have a plan, how about an alliance?" He lowered his voice, a gleam in his eyes.

Percy stopped but didn't look back, "..."

Seeing this, Wood continued, "It seems that neither of us is her first choice. If we don't join forces, we will have many opponents."

Percy remained silent, as if he was weighing something, "..."

……

Fred slowly put down the telescope in his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on the couple who were talking happily in the distance. The cynical smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a rare seriousness.

Seeing this, George silently put down the telescope in his hand and turned to look at his brother. Their eyes met in mid-air. Without words, they understood each other's thoughts.

Fred sighed, his tone filled with helplessness and bitterness, "Well, now it looks like we have no chance."

George raised an eyebrow and shrugged disapprovingly, "It's hard to say what watching a game together means."

Fred turned to look at George, his eyes full of disbelief, "Brother, they were holding hands just now."

George fought back, not wanting to be outdone, "So what? You've never held one before."

Fred was speechless for a moment, hesitating for a long time, and finally had to admit helplessly, "...That's right."

George frowned slightly, with a sly look in his eyes. "That guy looks like our number one enemy. We need to make a special plan to target him."

Fred became interested and asked, "What do you want to do?"

George raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a confident smile, "First, find a way to attract her attention back."

Fred's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "I have a new idea."

Not wanting to be outdone, George immediately said, "Me too."

Fred looked at George provocatively, "Who can finish the thing first?"

George accepted the challenge without hesitation, "You lose!"

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