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    February does not seem to be a very suitable period for outdoor activities. The evidence is that eleven of the students watching the game that day caught a cold and had to go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment, while several people who were acting as warriors and props in the game at the time  But he is alive and kicking because of timely care.  Lafite saw a Slytherin boy coming out of the school hospital with a red face and smoke coming out of his ears. It seemed that Madam Pomfrey's special cold medicine had side effects. Lafite was very lucky that he drank the medicine at that time.  It doesn't have this effect.

    "Did Mr. Crouch catch a cold too?" When Patsy came over to convey his mother's condolences to Harry at the end of the game a week ago, Lafite couldn't help but ask him. You must know that in his impression, Crouch  Mr. Rauch almost never missed a formal occasion that required his presence, not to mention a cold or even a broken leg.  There is only one person who is better than Mr. Crouch, who has the title of Devil's Ruler, and that is Professor Binns. Even death cannot stop him from teaching.

    "Mr. Crouch's work is too hard, and it is currently being repaired." Passy's formulaic answer, Lafite suspected that he had used this set of words to dismiss the reporters who came to interview.  "No, don't worry, he's not dead. He's staying at home to recuperate. He regularly sends owls to issue instructions, such as asking me to take over the referee's job for him." At this point, Patsy straightened his chest and took on this position.  Later, he felt that he had become Mr. Crouch's confidant.

    Raffi curled his lips, he suspected that Mr. Crouch still couldn't remember that Patsy's surname was Weasley and not Wetherby.  And according to Harry, on the night when he carried the golden egg to the prefects' bathroom, he saw Mr. Crouch appearing in Snape's office on the Marauder's Map - how could there be a person who was dying of illness?  Will have the ability to sneak in there.

    But this is not important anymore. The situation at that time was a bit chaotic. After the judges finished scoring, they announced that the last project would be June 24th. The entire audience was applauding. Krum tried to attract Hermione's attention, but Hermione was just thinking about it.  Harry cheered, and Lafite had no time to stop Krum, who was so attentive, because after Malfoy solved the water beetle stuck in his throat, he brought two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, to come to him to settle the score. Lafite gave  He cast a full-body restraint spell on each of them, and then violently snatched Colin Creevey's camera away.  Unexpectedly, Creevey was also a troublesome guy. A few days later, he grabbed Lafite's robe, sobbed and complained that the film inside could not be developed for some reason: "I took a lot of pictures of hibiscus from the water.  The photo that came out - that curve is really damn, if that bastard from Slytherin hadn't snatched my camera away, I shouldn't have told this secret in front of him - "

    Lafite suddenly began to wonder why he wanted to expose all the film inside - he could have snatched the camera over and pulled out the film inside.  "Crevi, remember to tell us this kind of important information in advance next time." Lafite replied depressingly.

    After saying goodbye to Creevey in two words, Lafite turned the corner of the corridor, where several students were discussing what happened under the lake during the previous game. They kept laughing.

    "Hi, Lafite!" Jessica, Lafite's ancient magic text classmate, spotted him and raised her hand to say hello.  "We were just talking about you fighting thirty armed merfolk under the lake¡ª"

    "Your information is out of date. We are dealing with fifty of them. They are all armed with sharp spears, plus twenty Grindylows. Their claws are so sharp that they can crush granite!" Lafite waved his hand and added more words.  "Finally, I summoned the giant squid at the bottom of the lake. It rolled its tentacles like this - plus my iron fist, and we successfully got rid of all troubles -" Lafite said, striking a Chinese martial arts pose and making a haha  A sound.  "By the way, you must not imitate me. I used a lot of leftover bread to bribe him, so he would respond to my call at the critical moment."

    The men laughed and praised him for telling stories that were ten times more interesting than Cho Chang's because she could only say that Dumbledore used magic to hypnotize the hostages and assured them that they were in absolutely no danger and that they would be dead as soon as they emerged from the water.  wake up.  Jessica promised she would let her boyfriend continue to promote this new version.

    Lafite chatted with them for a while, and when he left, he received a letter from Thunderbird. In the letter, Thomas boasted about how hard he searched everywhere every day, and that the food at home was getting worse day by day. Prost continued  They refused to provide raw liver for three days.  The total of more than 4,000 words of nonsense expresses two messages in total. One is that Sirius was found. When he found him, he was pretending to be a cute stray dog ??and deceived a little girl with his innocent eyes.  Half a hot dog, Sirius temporarily moved into the house after the two had a fight; secondly, they should write a letter together to boycott family recipes without raw liver.

    Lafite admitted that Thomas has gained some weight recently, and there is definitely no harm in eating less liver, but he has helped so much, so he can¡¯t just go back to it.Answer, in the end Lafite had the courage to write a letter to his godfather discussing the importance of raw liver on the table, and then bribed his Thunderbird with a bag of Bibi's All-flavor beans to let him fly back again.  At this time, the benefits of owning a ptarmigan became apparent. Although the bird often disappeared and stole his snacks, it was still very useful at critical moments. At least it was much easier to use than the school owls, because it  Strong winds for a period of time often blow the owls away from their targets, making it impossible for them to deliver letters in time. For example, the delivery time of the "Daily Prophet" has become very irregular, and some people cannot receive it until the evening.  Lafite didn't care about it, but Lavender found it intolerable.

    Lafite told Harry the news while having lunch, of course using the code name, calling Sirius "Cold".  But sometimes, it's difficult for two people who don't understand each other to communicate normally with extra code names. Harry kept asking him if he had a cold, and said that there were many patients at Madam Pomfrey's place, and he was one of them.  : "The latest cold medicine is very effective. People who have tried it say the taste is unforgettable."

    Lafite was so angry that he rolled his eyes and just wanted to grab the bespectacled head in front of him and shake it hard.

    After changing the three explanations, Harry finally understood that Lafite was talking about Sirius turning into a big black dog. He was surprised and dropped his fork on the plate with a loud sound.  "He cheated for food in Hogsmeade?" he said nervously, "If he is caught"

    "This is not cheating. He got it with his shining eyes. This is an exchange of equal value." Lafite spoke for Sirius, "Thomas said that he couldn't get much human food at that time, so he almost relied on  If I can¡¯t bear to live like a rat for a day.¡±

    "Can I come to your place during the Easter holidays?" Harry said eagerly. He wanted to see his godfather now.

    "Of course - why not? Now that he is safe, there is no need to feel too guilty." Lafite said, "By the way, I probably won't be able to go back then. It's okay for you to go alone. You know how to use Floo powder, right?"  "

    "Of course, but what are you going to do?" After staying at Lafite's place for a holiday, Harry had completely integrated into that family, so he no longer hesitated to say no. Although the residents there were all very strange,  But at least they didn't treat him as an outsider. Lafite's grandfather had endless strange adventure stories. His ghost godfather taught the two of them some little magic spells that were very effective in life, and his vampire uncle always used training methods.  As an excuse to repair two boys; the same is true for the Weasley family. Mrs. Weasley almost treats him as her own son, and Mr. Weasley secretly shows him various Muggle items he has collected, some of which are suspected of being illegal, haha  Leigh loved both families.

    "Secret," Lafite replied, "By the way, do you think he should replenish his energy after being homeless for so long? He is very thin now."

    "Uh, thank you for taking care of me" Harry said immediately.

    Lafite rolled his eyes: "I'm not asking you to say this, I'm saying, why don't we write a letter together, saying that liver is good for body recovery"

    Harry rolled out the parchment obediently, and after writing two words, he realized something was wrong: "I don't seem to know what Cold likes at all."

    Lafite patted his shoulder sympathetically and comforted him by saying that there would be an Easter holiday for them to get acquainted with each other.  Harry nodded calmly, still a little distracted until the afternoon Care of Magical Creatures lesson.

    After entering March, the weather became a little clearer, but the biting cold wind still tortured the students who participated in the Care of Magical Creatures class. The only thing to be happy about was that there were two less blast-tailed snails that Hagrid had carefully cultivated.  But that has nothing to do with the weather, it is purely the result of internal cannibalism within the race. Every time Hagrid talks about the naturally cruel habits of this creature, he can't help but sigh.

    ¡°If this continues, there probably won¡¯t be a few left in June.¡± He said, ¡°It was originally agreed that during the competition¡±

    "What did you say?" Lafite, who was feeding Madame Maxime's silver-maned horses, asked alertly, his ears so high that he almost caught up with the horses.

    "I didn't say anything!" Hagrid immediately responded clumsily. Seeing that Lafite's suspicion was not relieved at all, he took on the airs of a teacher and made a stern tone.  "You, go and smooth the hair of those unicorns."

    Lafite glanced at the two silver-white creatures under the tree, surrounded by girls. The golden horns on their heads showed a perfect spiral pattern, but this did not mean that such beautiful things could not be used as deadly weapons.  "Are you trying to murder me?" he asked.

    Hagrid left with a dry smile. Lafite turned around and continued to add pure malt whiskey to the manger. The silver-maned horses' eyes were red from drinking, and their breath smelled of alcohol.  He felt that Mrs. Maxim's future expenses would be very huge if she continued to drink like this, and maybe they would be raped when they returned to school.These drunkards were dragged to Germany.  Thinking of this, Lafite decided to leave the stable that smelled of alcohol. He turned around and stepped out of the door, hitting a UFO head-on.

    Lafite stumbled back, holding his forehead, and suddenly leaned against the stable pillar. Seeing him suffer a loss, those heartless horses all snorted excitedly and neighed loudly.  He came back to look at the attacker and saw that it was a gray-brown owl.  Lafite touched his red forehead bitterly, but the other party's situation was even worse than his. The poor little guy's head fell to the ground and sunk deeply into the pile of straw next to him. It seemed that he had lost some strength, and his head was exposed.  The wings kept flapping, but I couldn't help but successfully pull out the head. Only my claws were still tightly holding a cloth bag containing magazines.

    This was another owl that got lost in the strong wind. Lafite thought that the recent letter delivery mission was a bit dangerous. He walked up and grabbed the owl's talon and got it out.

    The owl's brain might have been damaged. It threw a magazine into Lafite's hand, then tilted its head and looked at him. It took Lafite several seconds to understand that it wanted him to pay.  .

    "No, I didn't order this magazine, thank you." Lafite said, he grabbed the "Wizard Weekly" and wanted to stuff it back.

    The owl did not understand what he meant at all. It spread one of its wings and straightened its chest to signal Lafite to put the money into the bag hanging on his chest.

    "You are buying and selling by force! Bojin and Bok don't even dare to do this kind of business." Lafite couldn't help shouting, "Do you think this is Knockturn Alley?"

    The owl showed an innocent expression and showed no intention of leaving.

    "Okay, you win." Lafite said helplessly. He took out two galleons and threw them into the owl's pocket.  The owl hooted twice and shook his breast pocket.  Lafite's eyes widened: "Why do magazines have to be so expensive!"

    In the end he had to throw in another Galleons, and the owl put his head in his pocket and found him four Silver Sickles.

    It was the first time that Lafite encountered such a magical thing. He watched the owl fly towards a group of boys who were looking at the unicorn from a distance, and one of them let out an ouch.  Lafite nodded, feeling that the next unlucky guy was born.

    After class, he narrated this magical experience to his friends, and everyone laughed until their stomachs ached.  Hermione analyzed in a serious manner that this owl was probably a wizard who was short of money and used magic to earn daily living expenses. The more she talked, the more serious she pretended to be. In the end, she herself was confused by this inference.  Had to laugh a lot.

    Lafite felt that it was just a mistake to expose his embarrassing incident. He buried his head in depression, opened the "Wizard Weekly" and flipped through a few pages. He couldn't help but blurt out: "What the hell is this?"

    It was a color photo of Fleur. If you look closely, Krum, Cedric and Harry were actually in it, but the three of them were squeezed into the corner, acting as background and passers-by.  Here is such a short article:

    of warriors

    She may be such a beautiful and refined girl - but she still can't avoid various embarrassments of women.  Rita Skeeter reports.  Miss Fleur Delacour, who traveled across the ocean to Hogwarts to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, had just finished the second event a week ago, but she never imagined that some people with ulterior motives had already extended their evil hands.  Her appearance and character are different from ordinary people.

    An unknown person, let's call him by a pseudonym, let's call him 'Draco', secretly did some evil things to her during the game that he thought were secret - just before Miss Delacour  When you come out of the water, your whole body is wet with water and your body lines are exposed, some people have been waiting for this moment!  Mr. Draco was a bad boy with a secret hobby. He took the opportunity to secretly take a lot of photos with the large camera he had prepared. It is said that he also sneaked into the locker room dedicated to the game. Of course, Miss Delacour was not aware of this.  Nothing.  Mr. Draco originally planned to secretly develop the photos and slowly appreciate them in private, but he didn't expect that there was someone more evil than him in the audience. Since we don't know the name of this bad guy, we just used a pseudonym to call him.  He 'Rafi'.  Mr. Lafite is a forbearing observer and careerist. He watched Mr. Draco's little moves completely and stayed in ambush. Finally, he found an opportunity to attack Mr. Draco and snatched the camera.  The film in the camera was destroyed during the fight. Praising Merlin allowed Miss Delacour to preserve her female dignity.

    There is evidence that Mr. Lafite is more harmful, because his clutches have also extended to several other players, such as the warrior from Durmstrang Magic School, the famous player Viktor Krum came to  After attending Hogwarts, he found his true love here - the smart and kind-hearted Miss Hermione Granger. Miss Granger was outstandingly beautiful andGentle and adorable, Klum has invited her to Bulgaria for the summer.  However, Mr. Lafite had other feelings for other people's girlfriends. He stepped in between Klum and Granger, used various means to tease Mr. Klum, and even used a homemade ecstasy to tease him.  Miss Granger, let her think that she has a soft spot for this ugly and vulgar guy.  Miss Pansy Parkinson from Hogwarts confirmed this to us.

    Sneaking into the women's locker rooms and using Ecstasy are apparently forbidden at Hogwarts.  Albus Dumbledore undoubtedly needs to look into this matter seriously.  At the same time, let us pray that Klum and Miss Granger can resolve their misunderstanding and get back together as soon as possible.

    Lafite's face turned blue when he read this report, and he couldn't figure out why Rita Skeeter would suddenly target him. Lafite didn't think Skeeter could do anything to him.  , but this feeling is as uncomfortable as just swallowing a toad.

    After dinner, Lafite was walking down the corridor clutching Wizarding Weekly, and met an angry Malfoy, who was also holding the same thing in his hand.

    "What did you do, Warren?" he asked, waving the magazine in his hand. "You really spent a lot of money to set up a trap for me. It's a pity that the old woman didn't listen to your instructions at all - you paid for it yourself.  "

    "Ha, I still want to ask you this question!" Lafite answered unceremoniously, "Only you would use yourself as a bargaining chip when making a move. Didn't you work with her last year? Why didn't she do anything?  To save your face?"

    The two of them stared at each other, and finally pulled out their wands and had a fight. After more than ten seconds, Lafite successfully used the Iron Armor Curse to reflect Malfoy's Expelliarmus, and Malfoy's wand flew to the other end of the corridor.

    "Wait a minute, Warren!" Malfoy yelled, "We are all victims and should not kill each other."

    Lafite stared at him: "You will speak some normal words after losing. Go back to your father and ask him for help."

    Malfoy did not dare to tell his father about this matter. Skeet would be in bad luck by then, but he estimated it would be even worse. Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy never read "Wizard Weekly" "this kind of rubbish that deceives half-bloods."  .

    ¡°This is our own matter, we can solve it ourselves if we can!¡± He said, picking up the wand while stepping back.

    "It's exactly what I want." Lafite actually didn't want to let his family know about this report, so he nodded in agreement.

    A few minutes later, something happened that surprised Lafite himself. He and Malfoy were calmly discussing Rita Skeeter.

    "This is a temporary cooperation," Malfoy said. "For the sake of us being pure-blooded ancient families, this is an insult to our bloodline. It is absolutely impossible for me to say these things to Granger."

    "Of course this is temporary." Lafite said, "And if you don't want to be thrown out by me right away, stop talking about pure blood right away."

    Malfoy snorted, but in the end did not continue to refute.  "Have you done anything to offend Rita Skeeter lately?" he asked.

    "I don't care what she does, uh wait, maybe there really is" Rafi rubbed his chin, and he thought about the incident in Hogsmeade where he used the leprechaun's gold coins to trick Skeet into falling into the water.  .  "But it's impossible for her to know that I did it, and even if she knew, she wouldn't involve you. You must have done something to offend her."

    Malfoy frowned and began to seriously consider when he had done something to offend Skeet.  Lafite waited for a long time but didn't get any valuable answer.

    "By the way, have you seen Skeet during the game?" Malfoy suddenly asked.

    "You obviously know that I spend most of the time sleeping under the lake." Lafite replied angrily, "I didn't see her after I came ashore."

    "I don't think I've seen it before," Malfoy said. "Logically speaking, she's wearing such bright clothes, so I can't miss her."

    "Your 'seem' is really not accurate," Lafite said. "Skeet should be present, otherwise how would she know about the camera."

    "You had already come out by then, and your eyes didn't look that good either." Malfoy countered.

    The two people became silent again.

    "Okay, I see you can't think of anything valuable in your head." Lafite said, "I really don't want to say good night to you, but I have to go back to sleep, and I don't want to let Skeet disturb me.  My normal life.¡±

    Malfoy looked at his back, his face flushed.  "Valen, do you dare to make a bet with me to see who can solve Skeet's problem first?" he shouted.

    ?Lafite didn't even look back: "I'm happy to accompany you."
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