Chapter 301 Jealousy Makes People Forget Themselves

Hogwarts, outside the castle.

With a slight sound of space shattering, Ian's figure suddenly appeared next to Hagrid's cabin.

"Woof! Woof!" The hound Yaya on the side also ran over happily after feeling the familiar smell.

He took out two boxes of lunch meat from his infinitely extending pocket, opened the cans and threw them to Yaya who was looking at him in awe.

Ian quite admires this timid and timid hound, mainly because its personality is so lovable. He can run away when he can and kneel when he can on small things, but when he is really needed, this dog can risk his life to fight.

Ian took advantage of the moment when Yaya lowered his head to eat lunch, and rubbed the opponent's dog's head hard, and then walked towards the back of Hagrid's pumpkin patch, an open space that had not yet been used.

Take the shrunken Pathfinder RV out of your backpack and wave your magic wand to restore it to its original size.

Open the car door, remove the built-in facilities one by one, and then integrate the previously expanded space into the bathroom of the RV, allowing the back of this small door with a width of less than 50cm to connect to the 60-acre farm.

Then there is the expansion of the interior space of the carriage. Ian plans to build it according to the scale of the Hogwarts auditorium and make it a standard living room. As for the bedrooms and other private areas, they will still be built in the farm behind.

After all this was done, the sky outside also darkened. After a few hours of busy work in the afternoon, the expansion and stability of the internal space was completed.

But compared to the entire vehicle transformation, this amount of work is not even scratching the surface. At best, it is just the opening of a new car.

When Ian opened the side door of the RV, Hagrid's big, thick-haired head came into view.

Hagrid looked at the Pathfinder RV with envy. The behemoth of 6 meters x 3 meters x 4 meters completely captured his aesthetic. While looking around the car body, he also whispered:

"A handsome Muggle car. In fact, I also have a Muggle motorcycle, but it was given to me by Sirius, and I gave it back to him after he was released from prison."

Looking at Hagrid who was thinking about it casually, Ian also smiled and asked: "Do you like it? I will give you one as well when the time comes."

"Forget it, it's inconvenient in the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid shook his head and refused, then looked at another huge body not far away with a gentle face. "It's enough for me to have Novi. I can patrol the Forbidden Forest twice in a row while riding it at night."

When he heard the mounted patrol, Ian instantly understood what Hagrid was talking about, a 1:1 horned camel beast made through alchemy, which was what he had promised.

In fact, after Hagrid owned this exclusive horned beast mount, he almost raised it like a child, wiping and maintaining it every day, which shows how much he loves it.

"Well, the Forbidden Forest is really not suitable for cars."

Seeing Hagrid's refusal, Ian did not force it and instead said: "Hagrid, I will park the car here first. It has protective magic on it. You don't have to worry about the creatures in the Forbidden Forest coming out to destroy it at night."

"No problem, and the little guys from the Forbidden Forest won't come out in winter. Do you want me to help take care of it? While I'm taking care of Novi, I can wipe it for you."

Faced with such good intentions, Ian decisively refused. joke! Leave simple magic alone and let Hagrid wipe it with a rag all day long? Don't bully people like this just because they are simple.

…

The days passed slowly and October 28th came soon.

Today is also the first game of the Triwizard Tournament.

For this event, the Daily Prophet adopted round-the-clock tracking and reporting. After the warriors were selected from the Goblet of Fire, the Daily Prophet's reporters were stationed in Hogwarts after being approved.

To this end, the Daily Prophet has also opened up a special special column. An entire page is dedicated to the Goblet of Fire, and the content inside also revolves around the three warriors and the history of the Goblet of Fire.

It’s no wonder that all the little wizards are eager to become Goblet of Fire warriors. After more than ten days of publicity and hype, these three warriors have already gained considerable fame and exposure before the game even begins.

Percy, in particular, has been really proud of himself recently. He has become more and more arrogant all day long. He treats everyone with a perfect manner and speaks softly, especially in front of reporters from the Daily Prophet.

I don’t know if the Daily Prophet’s conscience broke out, but in short, the resident reporter this time was not Rita in the original book, otherwise it would have been Percy’s turn to perform so calmly.

The game time is 10 o'clock in the morning, but it is not yet 8 o'clock at this moment. The auditorium is already crowded with little wizards having breakfast. Everyone is trying their best to find a good seat to watch the game.

It is worth mentioning that the venue for the first game was placed on the Quidditch pitch, and the content of the game was also officially announced today. The Daily Prophet specifically described the content of the game in bold boldface letters - Defeat the dragon.

At the same time, below the title, there are separate photos of the three warriors, the graceful Percy, the soft and elegant Fleur, and the masculine Krum.

"Looking at his appearance, those who didn't know better would have thought he was the Minister of Magic..." Ron put down the Daily Prophet and expressed his opinion with an annoyed look on his face.

Harry on the side showed a helpless expression. He had almost gotten used to it during this period. Whenever Ron saw reports about Percy, he would always make some mocking remarks.

"How did such unrealistic reports get published? The model of English gentleman? Who? Percy? How dare they..."

After Ron read the report over and over again, he picked up a piece of bread covered in butter and slapped it hard on Percy's photo.

So far, Ron still thinks that Percy has robbed him of the warriors that should belong to him, and robbed him of his fame and galleons.

"Ron, did you accidentally put butter on it? Hurry up and have breakfast."

Seeing the sudden strange look on his friend Harry's face, Ron said with confusion, "What's wrong? Percy's photo only deserves butter, and it's rancid butter."

"Ha! I didn't expect you to be like this."

Ron heard a cold voice coming from behind him, and when he looked back, he only saw Percy's leaving figure.

"What's the air about..."

The brief interlude in the auditorium did not attract the attention of others.

Of course, except for George and Fred, who had always been concerned about the rights to use the image of the Warrior doll, they had been lobbying Percy to sign the image authorization letter almost every day during this period.

The scene just now was watched by George and Fred. After looking at each other, George frowned and said:

"It seems jealousy has made some people forget about themselves."

"Who says it isn't? It's hard to imagine Ron becoming what he is now." Fred agreed with his face.

One thing neither of them noticed was that for a long time, their name for Ron had become 'Ron' and 'someone'.

And the 'Little Ronnie' that seemed to be a joke but was actually a nickname was no longer mentioned.