Vol 2 Chapter 404: Obsessive-compulsive disorder (revised, sincerely thank the leader for the empty notes in the later period...

In the "Three Broomsticks" tavern, Allen, who had finished drinking all the butterbeers, stood up and wanted to leave. Turning around, he saw Ludo Bagman, Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic in a dark corner of the tavern. Silhouette.
Bagman was lowering his voice and quickly said something to the fairies, who all crossed their arms and looked menacing.
At this moment, Bagman's eyes met Alan, and he stood up.
"Wait a while, wait a while!" Allen heard Bagman say to the goblins bluntly, and then hurriedly walked over, smiling again on the baby's face.
"Mr. Harris, I want to congratulate you again for your outstanding performance in dealing with that tree wasp." Bagman said, "It's amazing!"
"Thank you." But Allen knew that Bagman had more than that.
Sure enough, Bagman offered an invitation for a separate dialogue.
"I wonder if I can say a few words to you alone, Mr. Harris?" Bagman said eagerly. "I'm sorry, girls, can you two give me a convenience for me to borrow Alan temporarily?"
Hermione glanced at Alan, then led Luna out of the tavern.
Bagman quickly glanced in the direction of the fairies, and they all looked at Bagman and Allen silently with slanted dark eyes.
"It's definitely a nightmare..." Bagman said in a low voice.
"Mr. Bagman, why are you looking for me?" Allen looked at Luna and Hermione outside the tavern, and felt that he had better finish the conversation with the middle-aged man to accompany the girls.
Bagman followed Allen’s gaze and smiled ambiguously:
Miss Penello Krivart killed many people when arresting fugitives in Albania. She used it in counter-defense when arresting the prisoners. Means far beyond the necessary, although it was finally judged to be legal, but now within the Ministry of Magic, plus what you know, she is a bit...er...nervous? This has caused some bad effects on her reputation. , When many people in the non-Auror military department of the Ministry of Magic talk about her, they think she is a dark wizard who likes to kill people. The situation around you two...Miss Crevat who just returned from a business trip But it’s on holiday!"
Hearing what he said, Alan couldn't help but squinted his eyes and laughed. It doesn't matter what his relationship with the girls is, but Penello is coming back, which is really good news.
"Mr. Bagman, why are you looking for me?" Allen's tone became a little impatient.
Bagman couldn’t help speeding up his speech: "Regarding the Three Witches Tournament, if I can help... to give you a proper reminder... I have witnessed your triwizard tournament after becoming your fan. Heroic...You were brave when you dealt with that giant dragon!...It doesn't matter, you just have to say a word."
"Thank you, but I already have a way." Allen politely refused, and glanced at the little monster in the distance, "Mr. Bagman, if you need help, you can ask the Harris family for help. ."
"Thank you." Ludo Bagman looked disappointed, muttered a few words, and hurried out of the tavern. The fairies all got up from their chairs and walked out after him.
Back at Hogwarts, the person doing underwater training by the lake is no longer just Krum alone. First, Fleur and Harry conducted underwater training with the assistance of Alan and Hermione. In addition to mastering the bubble spell The outside also taught them a spell suitable for casting in the water. As time went by, the golden egg was no longer a secret. Six warriors gathered together by the lake. The scene of practicing in the water in the winter attracted a lot of attention. The young wizards watched, and Allen’s behavior of not going into the water to practice also caused a lot of discussion. Many people thought that he would use the Phoenix form to directly pass.
The friendship between Fleur and Hermione has also deepened day by day through training. On this day, Hermione patted a pillow softly and softly, smelling the fresh smell on the pillow, and watching the whole bedroom, including the roommate's bed, were neatly made by her, showing her small front teeth with satisfaction.
At this moment, the door rang.
"Furong, Gabriel." Hermione looked at the pretty girl outside the door in surprise, one big and one small smiling brightly at her.
Her eyes were fixed on Gabriel, who had cloudy silver hair.
Gabriel held a cage in her hand with a buff hamster in it.
"It's cute, isn't it?" Gabriel, fluttering with her eyelashes, noticed Hermione's gaze.
Hermione looked at the hamster's pair of front teeth and smiled unnaturally: "Yes..."
Gabriel thought Hermione was interested, and raised the cage to her: "Did you see these little black things? It's its poop."
Facing this innocent Gabrielle, Hermione's mouth twitched, and she could only applaud falsely: "Awesome!"
The arrival of Furong and Gabriel not only added brilliance to the room, but also added infinite vitality and vitality.
Hermione looked at the wrinkled bed, the hamster feces scattered on the ground, the dirty floor, and stiffly brought out some snacks to entertain them.
At this moment, Hermione’s impression of perception became hot, and Alan’s voice came: "Hermione, I just heard Ginny say that she brought Fleur into your dormitory? I have something to find her so that I can find it now. You?"
Hermione took a look at her dorm and replied to Alan.
Soon, the door rang again.
Hermione opened the door and Alan looked at her with a smile.
"Don't you invite me in? I teleported over, and staying at the gate of the girls' dormitory is probably not a good idea."
Hermione stepped away quickly, and Allen saw Fleur and Gabriel and said hello quickly.
"Ellen, what are you carrying?" Fleur asked, staring at a green jar in Ellen's hand.
"Is this?" Alan shook the jar in his hand. "I asked for some gills from Professor Snape. I want to go back and make them into potions that are more effective than taking them directly, lest you and Harry's head-bubble spell in the game lost its effect."
Allen handed the jar to Furong, and Furong looked at it curiously and gave it back to Allen. Allen put the jar at the foot of the bed: "My mother wants to invite you to have lunch in Hogsmeade this weekend. I don’t know if you have time."
"Of course there is time." Furong nodded repeatedly.
After learning the news, Furong didn't want to stay here anymore. After using "Clean Up" to clean Hermione's room, she said goodbye to Hermione and Allen, and took Gabriel to leave the Gryffindor girls' dorm.
Allen thought that a beautiful girl like Furong would not be able to do housework. Unexpectedly, Furong was very good at housework because of taking care of Gabrielle, and his education was also very good. She knew that she would help her master clean up when she left.
After notifying Fleur, Alan didn't have to stay anymore, waved her hand with Hermione, and then moved away from the girls' dormitory.
After they both left the dormitory, Hermione, who was keeping to wave goodbye to Allen, immediately ran to the bed that was just made up by Fleur with magic, tore the quilt off, turned around and prepared to make the bed. She did not intend to use magic, but to enjoy the process of doing it herself.
Suddenly, hearing the sudden voice from Alan behind her ~EbookFREE.me~ Hermione jumped onto the bed in a panic.
"I just forgot the branchial sacgrass in your place... eh? What are you doing?" Allen asked.
Hermione rolled her body over with a little shyness, her wandering eyes out of contact with Alan: "I happen to be taking a break."
"Are you making the bed again?" Allen asked.
"Sorry, there is nothing wrong with the bed that Furong made up, it's just..." Hermione said, stuttering.
"Then you re-spread it because..." Allen asked puzzledly.
Hermione got up and squatted on the bed, looking embarrassed: "You will think I'm crazy."
"You will be in danger if you say it or not." Allen joked with some amusement.
"Okay, look!" Hermione stretched out her legs and jumped off the bed. "The quilt logo shouldn't be in the upper left corner of the bed, it should be in the lower right corner of the bed."
Allen nodded: "This is not crazy."
Hermione shrugged, "I'm just warming you up, this is the beginning."
Alan smiled helplessly with a flat mouth, "Okay."
Hermione pointed to the patterns on her quilt at this time: "Did you see these little flowers? It should be up, not down."
With that, Hermione pointed her finger in the direction of the head of the bed: "Because the head of the bed is in the direction of the sun..."
Realizing what she was talking about, Hermione suddenly got stuck. She was there for a few seconds. Her outstretched fingers shrank back and looked at Ellen: "You think I'm crazy, don't you?"
Allen looked at Hermione's eyes full of dozing: "Actually I think you are even cuter."
Hermione’s unbelievable face turned into a smile, and she waved to Ellen again and again: "Really? Come on, then, I will teach you how to fold the towel out of the sharp corners."