On October 30, Hogwarts was bustling from early morning.
It was like having guests over at home. The castle couldn't be renovated, but they still had to present it in its tidiest state to welcome their visitors.
"Our last class this afternoon is Herbology. Thank goodness—Snape won't have time to poison us!"
Every little wizard was talking about the visitors from the other two magic schools, and Harry and Ron were no exception.
They glanced at their timetables and grinned.
Lately, Snape's teaching methods had grown more and more extreme. To make sure they brewed effective potions, he even poisoned them in advance.
Although they were always cured in the end, brewing under that kind of nerve-racking pressure was absolute hell!
"Just a reminder: lots of people from other schools will be here today, so you'd better tidy yourselves up.
"Especially you, Ron. How many days has it been since you washed your hair?"
Hermione sat across from them and couldn't help reminding them.
Looking at Ron's messy red hair, which resembled a chicken coop, she put a hand to her forehead in exasperation.
"I really don't know what Lavender sees in you."
"This is my style, got it? I'm the carefree, roguish type."
Ron sounded a little indignant.
He puffed out his chest and raised his head proudly.
"You just don't get it!"
"I don't get it?"
Hermione was so exasperated she almost laughed.
But just then, a voice spoke beside the three of them.
"Hey, Ron. Can I talk to you for a bit?"
The three of them turned toward the voice and saw Cedric approaching the Gryffindor table.
"Of course, Ced."
Cedric was the Mutual Aid Society's Vice President, a well-known good guy around school, and the main reason Klein had signed up this time. Ron saw