HP Star Shining

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She still had to get on with Cedric.

Su Xingchen subconsciously touched the storage bracelet. It was time for her to take action. It was always better to be safe than sorry.

Come to think of it, after Cedric made that inexplicable request last time, he didn't come to see her on purpose. The two of them just greeted each other and said goodbye when they met as before.

Sure enough, the clues were revealed from his previous behavior, right?

Alas, it’s tiring to get along with smart people.

At this time, Bagman's shout was heard on the field. Su Xingchen realized that the scoring had started and trotted over.

Harry and Ron were standing at the edge of the paddock, from where they could see the five judges.

"How is it?" She ran over and patted them on the shoulders.

"It's about to start." Harry turned around and smiled at her, then quickly looked at the referee's seat.

The first judge, Ms. Maxime, raised her wand into the air, and a long, silver-ribbon-like smoke spewed out, twisting to form an "8".

"Not bad!" Ron said amid the cheers of the audience. "She probably docked your points because of your injured shoulder."

Then Mr. Crouch scored a 9, and Dumbledore also scored a 9.

And Ludo Bagman gave it a perfect score of 10.

Harry couldn't believe it. "But I'm hurt."

"Harry, stop complaining!" Ron shouted excitedly.

The last referee was Karkaroff. He paused for a moment, and finally his wand sprayed out a 4.

"What?" shouted Ron angrily. "Four points? You nasty, biased bastard! He gave Krum ten!"

But Harry didn't care. Even if Karkaroff gave him a zero, he didn't care.

Ron's ability to stand up for him was more important to him than a perfect score. Of course, he couldn't possibly tell Ron about this idea.

"Okay, let's go," said Harry.

The three of them turned and left the venue and returned to school.

Harry felt that his mood at this moment was lighter than air.

It wasn't just Ron, Star, and Hermione, his three best friends, it wasn't just Gryffindor students cheering for him either. When people from other houses saw the challenges he faced, they started to support him, just like they had supported Cedric.

As for the Slytherins, he could take whatever dirt they threw at him now.

"You're tied right off the bat, Harry, you and Krum!" Charlie Weasley hurried over from behind. "It's unbelievable! I must run and write to Mum!"

"I almost forgot," Charlie called back after running a few steps. "They told me to tell you that you have to stay here for a few minutes. Bagman wants to talk to you in the warrior tent."

When they passed the tent, Fleur, Krum, and Cedric were waiting outside.

Cedric had a thick layer of orange plaster on half of his face, probably to treat the burns on his face?

He grinned at the group of three.

This image was so funny that Su Xingchen almost laughed out loud.

She covered her mouth with one hand and waved the other in response, and Harry smiled at Cedric.

Harry was about to go into the tent with the other three warriors, and Ron offered to wait for him here.

"Then I'll go find Hermione." Su Xingchen thought about it and gave the two brothers some private space. After all, it had been so long, and they must have a lot to talk about.

Oh, she is such a beautiful and kind person.

Su Narcissistic Xingchen thought.

She looked at the noisy crowd on the other side of the venue, and students were starting to return to school one after another.

Before she went to find Hermione, she had one more thing to do.

In a place where no one was around, Su Xingchen happily weighed the small jade bottle that appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Even though Harry and Ron beat the guy up, revenge has to be taken personally.

The jade bottle contains the "itching powder" that she has recently devoted herself to researching and improving. It is the same kind used in the world of martial arts.

After all, potions that easily form pustules and the like are disgusting and do not conform to her aesthetic taste, and are also easy to be discovered.

Itching powder is different. It is a must-have prank medicine at home.

The things from our ancestors are still the best.

Today was the auspicious day she had booked early on. There were many people and it was a little chaotic, with people from various colleges mixed together.

Just in case, she borrowed the invisibility cloak from Harry in advance.

The Slytherins and students nearby who were walking with Flint thought he had gone crazy, and suddenly began to touch him all over his body, laughing as they did so.

Su Xingchen hid aside wearing an invisibility cloak and laughed.

That’s right, she improved it by adding some laughing powder, so it will make you smile when you tickle it.

God knows, it took her a long time to succeed.

You should know that real itching powder can penetrate into the internal organs, making people want to scratch their hearts and lungs, and eventually scratch their skin and flesh to pieces and die in a bloody mess.

But she wasn't that perverted, and Flint didn't deserve to die.

So we continued to improve and reduce the drug's effect, until it only caused a slight itching sensation without scratching.

But how many people can resist itching? Not to mention that friction from clothing can also increase the itching intensity.

After watching Marcus Flint jump up and down, scratching his head, and giggling, Su Xingchen felt refreshed. She wrapped herself in her invisibility cloak and ran away quickly. She couldn't afford to be caught.

That night, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Su Xingchen went to the Owlery to find Piglet.

Harry wanted to write a letter to Sirius to tell him that he had passed through a dragon safely.

When the piglet heard that he was asked to deliver the letter, he was so happy that he went crazy. He flew around Harry's head again and again, squawking non-stop.

Ron had to pull it out of the air, and Harry tied the letter to its leg.

Ron threw the piglet out of the window. It fell more than ten meters before struggling to fly up slowly, because the letter on its leg was much thicker than usual.

Harry couldn't help but write down the whole process of dealing with the fire dragon, how to deal with the tree-peak dragon, and how to dodge it.

After the piglet had completely disappeared into the night sky, Ron said to Harry, "Well, Harry, we should get back to your surprise party. I bet George and Fred must have stolen a lot of delicious food from the kitchen."

As they entered the Gryffindor common room, it erupted in cheers again.

The tables and chairs were piled with cakes like mountains, and jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

Lee Jordan set off some Filibuster fireworks, and the air was filled with stars and sparks.

Dean Thomas, who was good at painting, hung several eye-catching banners, which depicted scenes of Harry riding a Firebolt and flying around the treetops.

Harry couldn't believe how happy he was right now.

Ron came back to him. He passed the first project, and the second project would not be faced until three months later.

"Gosh, it's pretty heavy." Lee Jordan picked up the golden egg that Harry had placed on the table and weighed it with both hands. "Open it, Harry! Let's see what's inside."