Hogwarts: Frog Cub Brings Back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the Start

"what?"

After hearing what Sirius said, Harry was obviously stunned.

You just saw - my mother?!

What does this mean!

Harry hurriedly raised his head and followed Sirius's gaze, but after the noisy crowd appeared in front of him, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Maybe--I was wrong, Lily has been dead for so many years..."

After returning to his senses, Sirius glanced at the back of the woman in the distance with a somewhat complicated look, and shook his head in a hoarse voice.

When he was talking to Lou En just now, he happened to see the woman's profile, which was exactly the same as Lily who died ten years ago - but, there was obviously a man beside her.

I always feel that the man looks familiar too?

On the other hand, Lou En, who was standing beside him, looked at the back of the person who was leaving in the distance thoughtfully.

Sirius was absolutely right, those two people were Snape and Lily living in Spider End Alley.

After all, the tickets in their hands were specially prepared by Lou En for Tom.

I didn't expect Sirius to find each other so quickly.

This was somewhat unexpected to him.

Thinking of this, Lou En subconsciously glanced at Harry with a blank face.

I don't know what kind of expression he would have when he found out that his mother was living with Snape.

The corner of his mouth slowly hung an arc of evil interest, and he thought with some anticipation in his heart.

"Look—isn't this Harry Potter the Dead Man, how to watch the Quidditch World Cup in a place like this?

A sarcastic laughter suddenly came from below, which instantly attracted the attention of several people.

"It's Malfoy."

Hermione, who was standing aside, pulled Lou En's sleeve, leaned in and whispered.

I saw Draco wearing a black dress with a sarcastic smile on his mouth, looking up at Harry and Ronald above.

His eyes subconsciously looked away from Lou En and Hermione who were on the side.

After all, he was still a little afraid of this 'confidant friend' in his heart.

"Malfoy, you

After seeing this enemy, Harry couldn't help but grit his teeth and stepped forward to 'theorize' with him.

But Sirius on the side reached out to stop him.

Lucius Malfoy?

Sirius half-squinted his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man with a scepter behind Draco, and sneered subconsciously at the corner of his mouth.

If he hadn't happened to be at Malfoy Manor, he might have been thrown into the dungeon by Tom and waited to die.

"Sirius Black - I didn't expect you, a fugitive, to come here." Lucius also noticed that bad look, picked up the snake-headed cane in his hand, and stepped forward, raised his head to look at him, yin and yang strangely. Said, "Don't be afraid of being caught directly into Azkaban by the Aurors, and continue to accompany the group of dementors who are by your side!

Well - as expected of Draco's father, the way these two talk is really annoying.

After hearing this sentence, Sirius did not have much reaction.

He looked at Lucius with a smile in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up. He leaned down in a low voice and said, "The last attack didn't catch you, it's all down to your luck, trust me, Lucius. S - next time, you absolutely can't run!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lucius's expression changed instantly, and he saw his eyes widen and the scepter in his hand pointed high at the sneering fugitive in front of him.

"Last time—the last attack on Malfoy Manor?!"

His complexion gradually turned pale, and his lips trembled as he spoke these words.

You know, after the last attack at Malfoy Manor, he hadn't slept well for two weeks in a row - he was frightened all day, and until now he is still living in the Ministry of Magic.

And now, the disgusting fugitive in front of me actually says he did it...

This...this is simply too rampant!

Lucius was trembling with anger, the scepter in his hand pointed high at him, opened his mouth but could not say any threatening words.

He was still afraid in his heart, afraid that the group of dark wizards would come again.

"Hey, how many are there?

A smiling voice came from not far away, and I saw Lockhart wearing a gorgeous blue robe and walking over with a smile on his face.

Lockhart?

Lucius turned around quickly.

However, before he could react, he clapped his hands on the shoulders with a little force.

"Mr. Lucius, you'd better go quickly, Minister Fudge can't wait any longer.

Lockhart looked at Lucius in front of him and reminded him with a smile.

".々By the way, Mr. Geralt—this letter is for you!"

Seeing the blond wizard standing above, Lockhart took out a delicate envelope from his collar and handed it to him.

Then he walked down with a gloomy Lucius.

"What were you talking to Lucius just now, why is he moving so loudly?"

Harry asked curiously.

"Maybe knowing that I stole a few live peacocks outside his tent.

Sirius said disapprovingly.

Lou En, who was standing not far away, couldn't help laughing after hearing Sirius' perfunctory behavior.

Then, he curiously opened the letter in his hand.

The content of the letter is very concise.

"To Sir Geralt:

The Triwizard Tournament of the Goblet of Fire is about to start next term, and by that time both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang Academy will be visiting, hope this news helps you. "5

Triwizard Tournament?

Lou En (good money) snapped his fingers thoughtfully, and flames instantly engulfed the letter.

Regarding this matter, there is naturally a record in his residual memory.

Triwizard Tournament…

If memory serves, he remembered that there was an age limit for the game.

I don't know if he will be able to participate.

"What did Lockhart write to you just now?"

The little witch hooked his neck and asked softly in his ear.

The warm breath made him feel a little itchy.

"It's the Triwizard Tournament, and the Goblet of Fire will start next semester."

Lou En didn't hide it either, just said it directly.

Anyway, all his biggest secrets have been told to Miss Hermione, let alone this thing can't be called a secret.

"What, the Triwizard Tournament will be held next semester!?"

Miss Granger couldn't help but exclaimed,

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