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Chapter 508 Exchange
"Harry, it's Krum!"

Ron exclaimed as he looked at the Durmstrang team from afar.

If it weren't for Professor McGonagall in front of him, Ron didn't know if he could control his urge to go up and ask for an autograph.

"It was him, I saw him, Ron."

Harry tried hard to look excited. He knew how much Ron liked Krum because there was a figurine of Krum in Ron's dormitory.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall gave him a stern look, stopping Harry from continuing his enthusiastic talk.

His love for Quidditch lies in the sport itself, not in chasing after teams and stars. He did learn a lot of advanced moves during this holiday, but his understanding of the players was limited to being able to barely remember their names.

Now, he didn't have to pretend to like Krum very much. Harry moved his eyes to the front obediently - Taylor and the headmasters were still talking enthusiastically, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

'What are you talking about?'

Harry thought curiously, and he thought of the unbreakable target again - even Sirius didn't try to hit it. If he could suddenly do it, would he become a warrior?
Occasionally he would dream about such a scene, being welcomed by the whole school by being a warrior instead of being famous by a process he didn't even know...

"Harry?"

Ron's voice interrupted Harry's fantasy. He turned his head slightly and found that Ron's eyes were fixed on the field - there were two very familiar red-haired people there.

"Fred and George?"

Harry muttered quietly, "How did they get there?"

"The one that Taylor introduced, isn't he afraid of something happening?"

Ron's mouth opened wide. He had never thought that his two brothers would be formally introduced to those important people on such an occasion - they were the principals of the other three magic schools!

However, the scene that Ron had expected did not occur. His two brothers responded very well and were very polite. Moreover, the conversation between the two did not last long and did not leave them time to cause trouble.

But soon, Harry saw jealousy on Ron's face.

Because Krum was called over and introduced to several headmasters, and after the introduction, the conversation ended - Fred and the other two were together with Krum, following the headmasters and entering the castle first.

"How can the two of them do this!"

Harry heard Ron gritting his teeth, but soon his voice turned to anticipation, "Harry, do you think they will remember to get an autograph for me?"

'I don't think so...'

This thought came to Harry's mind for the first time, but he still comforted Ron against his will.

Although the twins are very reliable and good on the field, and Ron's reserve status is about to be regularized, they are not only teammates but also Ron's brothers!
But now was obviously not a good time to talk. As the headmasters returned, the students of Hogwarts began to file into the hall. He pulled Ron and prepared to enter the hall quickly.

But they were stopped by Durmstrang students.

Several tall and strong Durmstrang students seemed to have identified them and almost squeezed over. "Excuse me, do you know those two red-haired boys?"

These people didn't speak English well, but they still spoke haltingly.

"Red-haired boy?"

Harry was stunned for a moment. "Is it Fred and George? Yes, Ron is their younger brother. What's wrong?" The faces of the people opposite him suddenly showed joy. "Well, so, can you get Mr. Andrew Taylor's signature?"

Although other things were not standard, the pronunciation of that name was indeed very standard, allowing Harry and Ron to know very clearly that they were referring to the cold-blooded Ripper.

The expressions of the two people suddenly became strange.

In Gryffindor, no, in Hogwarts, Taylor's signature was not a good word.

Although it sounds a bit convoluted, it is true.

Compared to the signatures on announcement documents and the dreaded expulsion notices, Taylor's signature is more often seen in one place - on the detention penalty notice.

And most of the time, these detentions that were not claimed by the professor would be assigned to Filch.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Perhaps because they had been exchanging glances for too long, the other party got anxious and spoke a bunch of German words. Then he realized and stammered, "We can exchange. We have autographed photos of Krum, and they are photos of his daily life. Hans is Krum's roommate, so they are absolutely authentic. He will have dinner with Krum later!"

Harry suddenly felt Ron's pleading eyes fixed on him.

He wasn't very familiar with that Taylor, but he could definitely get hold of Sirius, and the two had a lot of private communication.

Harry nodded slightly, and Ron responded immediately, "Of course, of course, but it will take a little while, but we want to see Krum sign his autograph."

"Of course, we can guarantee it, but Mr. Taylor's signature?"

"I'll go and plead with Sirius later."

Harry whispered to Ron.

Ron nodded with a look of relief on his face.

An expression of relief suddenly appeared on the other person's face, as if he had picked up a great bargain. He greeted Harry and the others very friendly, then walked in quickly.

"I don't know why they want Taylor's autograph. Fred and his team sometimes get three or four autographs a month."

Ron shook his head, but his mouth wouldn't close.

When they arrived at the auditorium, they found the person who had just come to talk to them. Sure enough, the other party was not lying. They were all near Krum, and the one named Hans was especially close.

When they came in, the other party waved a photo in front of them and handed it to Krum. Krum took it without any surprise, signed on it quickly with a feather pen, and then said something to Hans.

Soon, the other party came over and continued to communicate with Ron and the others.

"We can provide a few more photos, and a Klum hat that he will sign. Please, can we have a few more autographs?"

Harry noticed that Ron's eyes became more eager, and he began to look for Sirius - fortunately, Sirius had not yet taken his seat, and he was still watching the fun in the hall as usual.

'Thank God.'

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, trotted over and made his request - Ron could now be satisfied.

(End of this chapter)