"Hiccup~...remember to tell me when you take out the golden egg~" Karl had almost eaten at this time, and he burped, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"I can't say for sure..." Harry pursed his lips, not knowing exactly what to do.

The only response to him was Karl's meaningful smile.

When Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room holding the golden egg, the whole room once again erupted with cheers and shouts. The room was filled with mountains of cakes, bottles of pumpkin butter and butter.

Beers were piled on the floor.

The Weasley brothers screamed and lit up their latest fireworks, and the dense stars and sparks in the air competed with each other. Lee Jordan raised the new flag that they spent an afternoon to come up with, and it was painted on it was Harry's victory.

A scene of the golden egg playing with the fire dragon.

If he felt uncomfortable about this last time, then this time he felt it was natural.

Harry ate so heartily that he almost forgot what hunger was. Then he sat with Hermione. He hadn't felt so relaxed for a long time since his name was spit out by the Goblet of Fire - he had completed the first

This mission, he is still in second place! And he will not have a second mission within three months!

"This is the golden egg..." George held up the golden egg that Harry had retrieved with some envy, imagining how great it would be if he crossed that age line.

"Hey, George! When did you become so sentimental? This is not like you!" Fred laughed and slapped George on the shoulder, then looked at Harry, "Come on, Harry! Open it

, let’s see what’s inside!”

"He should find the clues by himself. This is the rule of the game!" Hermione quickly replied. In order to ensure that Harry could survive the game safely, she had read almost all the books about the Triwizard Tournament...

"Hermione, look what you said..." George smiled nonchalantly, "Charlie has told us everything, does he still care about this?

Even if we care, do the people in Destrom and Beauxbatons also care? I don’t think so..."

Hermione was choked by George's words. Yes, it is a rule for a warrior to find the clue to unlock the golden egg alone.

But the problem is, the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament is still based on the rules!

"Yes, let's go! Harry, let's go!" Several people also echoed.

"Then let's go..." Hermione glanced at them helplessly, and finally agreed to the idea.

"Get ready! Together?"

"okay!"

George and Fred immediately cheered and grabbed both ends of the golden egg, inserted their fingernails into the grooves, then drew a circle along the grooves, and separated them with their fingertips.

There was nothing in the egg, it was empty, completely empty - but the moment they opened it, an unpleasant and sharp wail filled the whole room.

Everyone in Gryffindor who was celebrating Harry's good grades couldn't stop laughing. They screamed and covered their ears and rolled on the floor. The sound was really unpleasant and extremely penetrating.

They covered their ears and felt their heads buzzing, which was even more domineering than the symphony played by the ghosts.

Carl, you tricked me again!

Harry understood everything the moment the voice sounded. No wonder he had been telling himself to find more people when he opened the golden egg. It turned out that he had this idea...

If you can deceive one more person, you are worthy of it——

Harry was almost furious at this moment. He covered his ears and looked at the golden egg in the distance that was still making horrible noises from the inside out. He wanted to strangle Carl to death.

"George, close it quickly!" Fred roared, covering his ears with his hands, and bloodshot eyes appeared.

At this moment, George also understood what he should do most now. The moment the sound sounded, he threw the golden egg out, and immediately swooped down to the side of the golden egg with some embarrassment, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Zi closed it.

"This is really the most unpleasant sound I have ever heard!" Fred kept shaking his head, and for just a short while he felt that his ears were going deaf.

"So this is the clue?" Lee Jordan made a nervous face. "It sounds like a female ghost is crying. Now you are going to suffer. Maybe in the second game the referees will

Will ask you to conquer him..."

"It sounds a bit like someone is being tortured..." Neville's rosy round face turned extremely pale after the torment just now, his whole body was shaking, and the peeled sausages fell out of his mouth. Apparently,

The sound brought back some bad memories for him.

"A bit like the Cruciatus Curse..."

He hesitated for a moment and expressed his guess.

"Don't be stupid, Neville! That's illegal!" George immediately retorted: "They won't do that! I think it sounds like Percy singing... Maybe you can sneak up on him while he's in the shower.

He might be able to get some clues at once..."

"Your guesses are getting more and more outrageous..." Harry twitched his lips and said helplessly. Sure enough, he shouldn't have had hope in them.

"Hey, Harry! I'm serious!" George said seriously, "I've only heard sounds like that when Percy was taking a shower!"

Hearing that George was so insulting to his brother, everyone present laughed, and most of the unhappiness caused by the golden egg just now dissipated.

Of course, it was only because Percy was away tonight that they dared to play like this. Otherwise, they would have been chased and beaten by him at this moment...

Harry put the golden egg away with lingering fear. At first, he thought that if he opened it normally, no clues would appear, but he never thought that it would make such a terrifying sound.

He looked at Hermione and wanted to ask her opinion. After all, he felt that among the friends he knew, except for Carl, who occasionally had a bad taste, Hermione, the academic master, was the most reliable.

"I don't know either, Harry..." Hermione seemed to understand Harry's gaze and replied helplessly.

After all, there were too many things that could come out of that terrifying sound in her memory, and she couldn't be sure for a while without any clues.

Moreover, she is troubled now.

She had already known the process of the Triwizard Tournament through the library. It would be Christmas soon, and if nothing unexpected happened by then, Hogwarts would hold a dance in order to enhance the friendship between the three magic schools.

All students and professors are required to attend.

But, about the dance partner...
Chapter completed!