"Co on, Ivan, if you can do it, we won't bother you!" George patted Ivan on the shoulder and left with Fred on his shoulders.
Ivan was a little bit dumbfounded for a while, but was too lazy to stop them to explain, and just let them think about it, and went straight back to the bedroom.
As soon as he opened the door, Ivan heard a sound of discussion inside before he even entered.
It was closer to discover that Ron, Harry, Sear and others were discussing the Warriors candidates for the Triwizard Tournant, and even Neville said a few words weakly.
It seed that there would be more little wizards expecting this honor than he had imagined.
Ivan shook his head secretly. Everyone except Hermione probably forgot the danger ntioned by Dumbledore. If they knew that the first event in the Triwizard Tournant was Dragon Fighting, they wouldn’t know. Can you afford such interest?
"Ivan, have you and George figured out a way to break the age limit?" Ron hurriedly approached and asked after seeing Ivan coming in.
Harry, Seamus and others also looked at Ivan expectantly.
"It's not yet, how can it be that easy?" Ivan hesitated for a mont, and panicked freely.
Although he has so clues, he does not intend to reveal it.
The Triwizard Tournant was too dangerous, and it was also related to Voldemort's resurrection plan. Even the leader of the graduates, Cedric, was killed. It was really not sothing that a fourth-grade wizard could handle.
Secondly, he felt that Ron's big mouth was really unreliable, and Seamus was a bard who ran a train with his mouth full, and many of his legendary deeds were blown out by Seamus abruptly!
If they know how to break the age limit, then it goes without saying that this thod will spread throughout the school in a few days!
When it reaches Dumbledore’s ears, he will definitely plug this loophole. In this case, Ivan feels like he’s going to be blinded!
So he just fooled around, and incidentally ntioned that George and Fred seed to be going to try an ageing agent to divert the attention of Harry and others...
"Ageing agent? This is a good way!" Ron couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he imdiately said that if George can succeed, he plans to do the sa!
Ivan did not participate in the discussion with Harry and the others, but went to his suitcase and took out a piece of parchnt full of andnts.
This was written by him last night, because I got up too late today, I didn't have enough ti to personally give this thing to Aysia.
"Dobby!" Ivan clapped his hands and shouted.
The next mont, Dobby, the house elf, summoned and appeared in the open space nearby.
Ivan put the parchnt paper in the envelope and handed it in. "Give this to my mother, and prepare so food, and bring it to at ten o'clock in the evening!"
"Yes, sir!" Dobby nodded vowingly, took the thing, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in place.
...
At 9:50, there was silence in the boys' bedroom in Gryffindor.
The exhaustion accumulated after sitting on the train for a day makes the energetic little wizards have to go to bed early.
Ivan got out of bed lightly, so as not to wake Harry and the others who were already asleep, slowly opened the door and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.
There was loud thunder outside the window, and heavy raindrops hit the glass and made a rattling noise.
With good eyesight, Ivan can see clearly in the dark. After entering the lounge, he accurately waved his wand and lit the fireplace.
"!"
The orange fla rose up, driving out the cold and darkness of the rainy night. Ivan walked to the armchair in front of the fireplace and sat down. Dobby also took the plates one by one and put them on the table in front of Ivan in ti.
"Weird, it's ten o'clock, is Hermione not here yet?" Ivan muttered to himself sowhat confused as he looked at the clock.
Just as Ivan wondered if Hermione had forgotten about it, he heard a sound from the stairs above.
About a few seconds later, Hermione in her nightgown walked down the stairs, her face flushed under the reflection of the fireplace fla.
"It's so late, what are you calling out for?" Hermione looked around and saw that there were only two people in the lounge, she and Ivan, and asked softly.
"You haven't eaten anything all night, aren't you hungry now?" Ivan smiled and pointed to so snacks on the table, and said. "Here! This is for you!"
After Ivan's reminder, Hermione noticed that there were several dessert plates on the table.
As Ivan said, after being hungry for one afternoon and one night, the little witch was already hungry, she just kept on holding her breath.
But even so, Hermione didn't do it imdiately, but hesitated and asked in a low voice. "Did these snacks co from the kitchen?"
Obviously the little witch still minds so food made through "slave labor."
"I asked Dobby to do it specially. Isn't it a slave labor? I paid for it!" Of course, Ivan knew what Hermione was thinking, so he spread his hands and said.
"Of course it doesn't count!" Hermione smiled slightly, her brown eyes stared at Ivan for a while, and then whispered "Thank you".
"Quickly eat, will be cold after a while!" Ivan also smiled and replied.
"En!" Hermione nodded, sat down beside Ivan happily, picked up a fork and forked a piece of syrup fruit pie and ate it slowly, not at all like usual.
Ivan sat next to him, just watching, and occasionally eating a few pieces with him.
The little witch seed to have just taken a shower, and a nice fragrance spread on her body, which made Ivan's nose a little itchy.
Hermione looked a little bewildered by Ivan's gaze, her cheeks being hot by the warm air from the stove.
She turned her face slightly, busy changing the subject, complaining to Ivan that after she returned to the bedroom, she explained to Parvati and the others the idea of anti-discrimination house elves but was laughed at.
Although she was talking about so unhappy things, Hermione's face always had a sweet smile. Ivan had forgotten to write to her before, and she had long been tossed aside.
Ivan was able to take into account that she might be hungry, and the act of preparing snacks specially in the big evening made Hersen so warm.
She even thought that Ivan must be in a hurry during the sumr vacation, not deliberately forgot to send the letter, just like last ti...
"Sir! Your snacks!" Dobby put the last two snacks on the table, and then picked up the empty plates.
Dobby's arrival interrupted Hermione's thoughts.
The little witch rembered the anti-discrimination "great cause" again. She looked at Dobby, then looked at Ivan, and said with emotion. "If only all wizards could treat the house elves like you did to Dobby!"
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