HP Dawn Night

When the Daily Prophet arrived early the next morning, Mom eagerly opened it.

She quickly read the relevant article, and then closed the newspaper with confidence.

The article had a blatant headline - Horror at the Quidditch World Cup.There is also a photo of the Dark Mark.

"That woman Rita Skeeter wrote it," said Mom briskly.I opened it up and took a look, and Rita attributed all the mistakes to the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic, and she also mentioned that no criminals were caught.

I handed it to Draco after I read it: "What about the rumors that a few bodies were brought out of the woods?"

"It's not clear, but Rita Skeeter's articles are always exaggerated. Anyway, at least it shows that the Ministry of Magic failed to find anything useful on the scene." Mom hummed a song in a good mood, " By the way, I'm going to visit Narcissa today, and I'm going to Diagon Alley by the way, do you need to help you buy things for next semester?"

"Okay, thank you, Mom."

"Aunt Margaret, are you going to Diagon Alley with my mother?" Draco asked.

"Yes, this is the most deceptive way to meet people. If there is no problem, maybe you will be able to go home soon." Mom said to Draco softly.

"No," Draco refused quickly, and then he coughed dryly and changed his way of speaking to a more normal one, "I mean, I'm quite happy living here, anyway, I'll be here soon School is about to start, isn't it?"

"More than two weeks," I retorted.Draco was speechless for a moment, and my mother gave me a reproachful look:

"Don't you welcome Draco?"

"No, obviously not." I argued, "I just thought Aunt Narcissa might want to spend more time with Draco..."

"Sissy won't object to Draco living here." Mom said with a smile, very sure, "Okay, Vio, go and get me your shopping list. Draco, take yours too." Come on, I can bring it to Narcissa."

I brought over my school shopping list and added some other things to it.Mom took it and looked at it: "The gift robe is not needed, it is ready."

"But why are there dress robes this year?" I asked.Mommy smiled mysteriously:

"Because there will be a very, very exciting event at Hogwarts this year. Speaking of which, I really hope I can go back to Hogwarts for another year." Mom said a little wistfully, which turned my appetite off. Suspended:

"Why? What event? Quidditch World Cup Junior Edition?"

"Speaking of which, this is not an experience that everyone can have. If I can, I would like to see part of it."

"Part of what?" I asked repeatedly.Unfortunately, at this time Draco happened to walk over with his shopping list, and Mom immediately grabbed the cloak that the house elf had prepared:

"I'll be back soon, bye, boys."

"You came at a bad time," I grumbled. "I almost knew what the dress robes were for."

Time flies, and it's time to go to Hogwarts in the blink of an eye.

On this day we met Uncle Lucius and Aunt Narcissa again at the station.

"Mom, I'm so glad you remembered to bring me candy." Draco reached out to take a large box of candy from Aunt Narcissa, and handed it to me, "It's for you and Pansy."

I opened my eyes wide in surprise: "I didn't expect you to have bid farewell to the era of being obsessed with candies." You must know that Malfoy's homemade candies are Draco's favorite, but it seems that he is very fond of candies this summer The love of love is indeed not so strong.

"I'm already a big boy." Draco said proudly, and Aunt Narcissa rumpled his hair with a smile, and showed off to Uncle Lucius and my mother with great joy:

"Xiaolong is already a big kid."

"Mom!" Draco struggled to complain, his face flushed slightly.

"Behave better in school." Uncle Lucius said seriously, "Although this year's activities are very exciting, don't focus on having fun."

"By the way, what's the event this year?" Draco asked.

I yelled, "You know that too, Mom. But you just don't tell me."

"At this time, 'Top Secret Information' can only be released when the Ministry of Magic thinks it is appropriate." Uncle Lucius replied.

"Maybe we will meet again soon, after all, such an event is worth giving up part of your work time." Mom said with a smile.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"Triwizard Tournament." Aunt Narcissa said quickly and in a low voice, at this moment, the whistle blew, and we looked at the three adults in amazement, but they looked like they knew it all :

"Don't show off around, Dumbledore will tell you the specifics."

"I'm glad they changed the charter, it's going to be exciting."

"Severus will communicate with us about your school situation at any time, so don't always think about causing trouble! After all, you will take the OWL exam next year."

The engine's pistons hissed loudly, and the train started.

"Really, they actually Apparated so quickly." When I looked into the stands again, my mother and the Malfoys were nowhere to be seen.

"I didn't expect that this year would be a Triwizard Tournament." Draco whispered excitedly to me. "Do you know how many people have never had the chance to participate in this tournament in their lifetime! Over the centuries—"

"Hey, what are you doing standing here? Go to the box." Blaise's familiar voice sounded, and Pansy was standing next to him. Neither of them had a suitcase in their hands, and they had already occupied the box.

"Dear Vio!" Pansy rushed to hug me enthusiastically, and I struggled to lift the box in my hand:

"The souvenir you want! You are satisfied."

Pansy smiled smugly: "It's really my good Vio."

Draco made a puking face behind her, and Blaise smiled:

"I also got Klum's autograph, after all, you all know, ha, I have a little bit of internal connections."

"Autograph?" Pansy squealed shortly. "Oh, Blaise—"

"Don't think about it!" Blaise interrupted her firmly, "It's hard to come by... Oh, by the way, Krum is still a student, do you believe it?"

"He goes to school in Durmstrang," we said as we walked towards the box.When Draco mentioned Durmstrang, he regained his spirits:

"Did you know that Father really considered sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knew the headmaster of that school. Well, you know what he thought of Dumbledore—that man was too Loved Mudbloods--Durmstrang wouldn't let the scumbags go to school. But my mother didn't want me to go to school that far away. Father said Durmstrang was..."

"Shh!" I signaled him to shut up. "Don't say it now."

The door of a box next to it was silently closed.