HP: Let professors walk towards the light

Today is Saturday, but the hall is full of people early in the morning. Through the door of the hall, you can find that most of them are Gryffindors.

In the center of the crowd were the Weasley twins, who were trying to challenge the age limit set by Dumbledore.

Draco originally wanted to try it, but before him, Hufflepuff Fawcett went in with an aging potion and grew a beard.

Not surprisingly, the Weasley twins suffered the same fate. They were thrown out like shot put, and they burst into laughter at the sight of each other's long beards.

"See? In the hallway, the Weasley twins have also turned into old men. It's so funny!" Goyle said to others, pointing at the door opposite the hallway.

"Be quiet, Goyle! Don't raise your hand so suddenly. Do you want to blind me?"

Blaise, who was sitting next to him, smacked his lips, took his plate and sat across from him.

"Rena, are you okay?"

Pansy also glanced at Goyle with disdain, then turned to look at Rena who was lying on the table beside her.

"Why are you lying down so early in the morning? What happened?"

Seeing that she hadn't eaten yet, Draco grabbed a cup of unfinished cocoa from Goyle and pushed it to her.

"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well." Lena buried her head in her arms, her voice muffled, and she yawned after she finished speaking.

"Then you better cheer up and get some sleep, because the Warriors roster will be announced tonight."

"Draco is right. We can't miss it. Have you heard that even Warrington has voted for it? He's a big guy. I guess the smaller guys in Beauxbatons can never compare to him."

Pansy was a little excited. The warrior must come from Slytherin, the Slytherin who puts strength first!

The night before Halloween is always lively, but this liveliness does not come from the spooky Halloween decorations in the hall or the dinner dishes carefully prepared by the elves.

The Goblet of Fire was moved out of the entrance hall and placed where the host's desk was originally located, right in front of Dumbledore's empty seat. The excitement belonged to him.

Everyone in the auditorium was looking forward to it, as if the blue flame with sparks was shining on everyone, even the children who were under the age of seventeen and could not participate in the competition.

Except for one.

Snape was sitting in his seat with a sullen look on his face.

"What's up with him?"

Harry accidentally made eye contact with Snape and his hair stood on end. He felt cold even though it hadn't snowed yet. He turned his head and pointed at Snape secretly with Ron.

"I guess he must hate this kind of lively activity. Maybe he prefers to see someone drink the poison he made and then be sent to heaven by the antidote he made."

"Perhaps he should stay alone in his dank cellar. His face looks exactly like the cellar. No, let's not look at it."

Ron shrugged and rubbed his arms. Who knows what made Snape unhappy again.

Karkaroff might have guessed part of it. He had gone to Snape today regarding the Dark Mark, and was driven out by Snape again, but this was not the first time.

In fact, Snape was not in a bad mood, it was just that he scanned the hall with his eyes and came to a conclusion.

Hermalena was not in the auditorium.

She's not here again.

This conclusion made him think more. Where did she go? Did she do something alone again? Did she not listen to what he said to her? Why did she always not listen?

("Well, Goblet is about to make a decision!")

The auditorium suddenly darkened, leaving only the ambient light from the pumpkins.

("The champion of Durmstrang—it's Viktor Krum!"

"Great, Victor, I knew you were destined to be the Warrior!")

Hermalena was just a child at heart, reckless, rebellious, and self-willed. She was always unwilling to discuss things with others, not even with him...

("The Champion of Beauxbatons—is Fleur Delacour!"

"Well done my girl, congratulations.")

Stop and stop thinking about it, Severus. She had promised me solemnly last night that the Triwizard Tournament would go smoothly.

("The champion of Hogwarts—it's Cedric Diggory!"

"Incredible! Cedric, it's Cedric!!")

"Are you okay, Professor Snape? I don't think you're ill."

Green, who was sitting next to him, looked at him several times and noticed that he seemed to be in a bad state.

"Of course - no, please remember that I teach Potions. Thank you for your concern Professor Green."

Snape stared in front of him as his lips slowly uttered his words like a machine.

"Of course I remember. It's even better that you're okay. After all, tonight's banquet is exceptionally lively and should not be missed. We have selected the warriors, so we should really raise a toast, right?"

Green raised his glass and clinked it with Snape's glass, which he had never even picked up. A smile appeared on his face. He was in a particularly good mood and seemed to be enjoying this banquet very much.

"Crack, crackle -"

It was the sound of the Goblet of Fire.

Snape opened his eyes wide, and Dumbledore, who was interrupted while speaking, looked at the Goblet of Fire in confusion. The flame suddenly turned red and sent out another note.

The whole place was silent. Dumbledore stared at the paper for far too long.

"Harry Potter."

Snape stood up suddenly, walked past Karkaroff and Bagman to Dumbledore's side, accompanied by an equally anxious McGonagall.

"Albus, why is this happening? It's impossible for two heroes to appear in Hogwarts!" McGonagall's voice was as small as a bee.

Snape snatched the paper from Dumbledore's hand.

It’s Potter again, yes, it’s Potter again, why is it always him!

Snape took out his wand and pointed it at it.

"This is impossible."

He couldn't detect any traces. Could Hermalena have done this?

Tricked Dumbledore's wards, tricked the Goblet of Fire, tricked him.

Oh, genius, what a genius, such a powerful magic could even fool him. He knew, he knew that she would not sit still and wait for death, he knew it a long time ago!

Her reckless nature has always been with her until now. If she really stayed quiet, she would not have turned herself into that horrible person. It could only be that she was in big trouble.

There is a reason why he has been so anxious for so many days.

McGonagall and Dumbledore seemed to have finished their discussion, but regardless of whether they had finished the discussion or not, they should not continue to stand there like this. Dumbledore had to add Harry to the list of warriors.

The Great Hall was left to the other Hogwarts professors to preside over the remaining banquet time, while Dumbledore, McGonagall, Karkaroff, Maxime, Bagman and Crouch all followed into the small room where the warriors were to wait.

Snape left the hall through the back door.

Not to mention the students, even the professors were in a panic. Only Professor Green remained calm. He watched his colleagues disperse and a large area of ​​the teaching seats was left empty.

Well, he could only take on this task and appease his students.

Snape walked hurriedly.

There would be no other outcome, they would let Potter participate, and then Potter would come and steal his potions for the competition, and then all kinds of accidents would happen in the maze, he thought.

Come on, if you are so capable, let him see what different plans you have and how perfect they are.

Hermalena Tallos!

Why is such a bold genius afraid to come to the party? Is he going to be like a child who dares not look anyone in the eye after doing something wrong?

This makes no sense at all!

Snape rushed into the Slytherin common room first and opened Hermalena's dormitory door.

No one is empty.

Great, time to play hide and seek.

Then just pray that he doesn't find you himself.