Rebirth of the Harry Potter

"At that time, a group of people, men and women, all seniors, surrounded Wood, and Wood was in the middle."

"He said: 'I just asked him to reveal a little bit of information about Ravenclaw, such as whether they changed members, whether their equipment was updated. These are actually irrelevant things. You know, by We're going to beat Ravenclaw with ease.' Harry, I really want you to see how humble and low-key he is when he says that."

"Later he said with an aggrieved face: 'But who would have thought, Harry became furious, pointed his wand at my face, told me to get away, and said a lot of nasty things. Very sad. I am really, really wronged. Although what I did may be a little bit wrong, but I also do it for our college, but what about Harry...' Heh, he almost said you are a white-eyed wolf Yes, shameless."

"Then, there was a very tall boy who was very emotional, and he said he wanted to teach you a lesson."

"However, Wood held him pretentiously and said: It can't be Harry's fault, who let him have a Ravenclaw girlfriend, and asked them not to spread this matter. Oh my God , At that time, I almost jumped out from the side in anger, pointed at his nose and cursed."

"How can there be such a shameless person, I vomit..."

Harry watched Hermione amusedly imitating a scene of Wood slandering Harry behind his back.

It is lifelike and vivid, fully showing Wood's shamelessness and treachery.

"Okay, okay, Hermione, I think I already know. Besides, I think you have great acting talent, and you can try it in Muggle Hollywood in the future."

Hermione sat down dissatisfied: "I don't want to go, I don't care about becoming a big star. You know, a simple charm magic can make me the most sought after female star in the world."

"Harry, are you really not angry?" Hermione was even more angry about this incident than she was when Trelawney slandered her as having no talent for magic.

"Haha, angry, how could I not be angry." Harry said with a smile.

Hermione said angrily: "I don't care about you anymore, it's always like this, as if you don't care about anything."

"Well, I'm very angry..." Harry said quickly, and he grabbed it, and a drop of ink floated in the air, flowing into a name: Oliver Wood.

The name landed on a piece of clean parchment, and the moment it landed, the name flashed a black light that was darker than ink, and a cold breath came from it.

"Looking at how angry you are, I have to wonder if Wood has done something out of wrath."

"You, what are you doing?" Hermione stammered.

Harry said indifferently: "Curse to kill! Tell me, how do you want him to die. I found a black magic in a forbidden book, it's very interesting."

"It can make a person die silently, and no one can notice the traces of magic. For example, you can choose to be killed by the explosion of the cauldron of the classmate next to you in the class of potions. You can choose to be killed by the explosion in the class of protecting magical creatures." The Poison Horned Beast accidentally trampled to death... Forget it, Hagrid might face a lawsuit. He choked to death on drinking water, choked to death on eating, and stabbed to death when glass fell..."

"There are all kinds of strange ways to die, only you can't think of, there is nothing I can't do. I also gave this magic a nice name: Death is coming."

"How about it, Miss Granger, do you have any good suggestions?"

Angrily, Hermione snatched the parchment with Wood's name on it, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

"You are crazy."

Harry looked at Hermione's teeth and claws, and smiled slightly.

As for the name that was thrown into the trash, who cares.

Wood is a lucky man, this is the closest he has come to dying.

Death's scythe has been placed on his neck,

He still doesn't know anything.

But fortunately, the god of death was just a little bored, and he forgot about a certain ant in a blink of an eye.

"I just want to tell you that Wood's character is very bad, but I didn't ask you to kill him." Hermione said weakly.

...

When Zhang Qiu was training, Hermione would follow her once or twice a week.

Although Hermione has a lot of courses and heavy homework, even when she is sitting in the auditorium, she does not forget to spread a thick book on her lap.

It was so hard and tiring, but Hermione never tired of it.

In Hermione's words, she was not worried about letting Harry and Qiu Zhang be together all the time.

Harry was speechless.

In the evening, the weather is getting colder, the rain is increasing, the night becomes darker, muddy, windy and heavy rain.

The training team members were frozen stiff, but no one complained, and they all gritted their teeth and persisted.

Harry naturally didn't want his little girlfriend to not only have to train hard, but also be affected by the harsh environment.

So a magic shield with a diameter of hundreds of meters was formed.

It enveloped the entire site, and it was filled with light, like white light bulbs.

"This is not training, it's simply enjoyment." One of Zhang Qiu's team members said.

The captain of Ravenclaw Quidditch said: "The most memorable thing for me is a rainstorm match. At that time, Yuda couldn't open his eyes, and his face seemed to be torn by the rain. If the weather can be so good, it will definitely perform exceptionally."

It's not that there is no large-scale protective shield magic, but that it requires too much magic power to use it.

Nobody can afford it.

Just looking at Harry and Hermione who were sitting quietly on a high place, Harry had a light face and no burden.

They couldn't help but guess how powerful Harry was.

At the thought of the other three colleges speeding in the rainstorm, they turned into drowned chickens.

and their hearts are at ease.

What is happiness? Happiness is what people have without me.

...

The dilapidated bulletin board used to be Filch's territory.

Some notices and bans, or penalties, will be displayed on it.

Now the bulletin board has also been replaced with a bigger and brand new board.

The new administrator has been in office for more than a month.

Harry's slight guess was right.

It really is Helena.

Thanks to Dumbledore, sometimes even Harry didn't know what he was thinking.

Do extraordinary things.

Even ghosts, he dared to be a school administrator.

His ideals are lofty, teaching without discrimination is the best description of his education.

For that, Harry admired him a lot.

However, I have to say that Dumbledore's eyes are still very sharp.

Can the old man Filch compare with the gentle and calm Helena?

Since Helena took office, violations of school rules have decreased significantly.

Even many of these people made mistakes on purpose, just to have a few more words with Helena.

To sum it up in one word: cheap.

Previously Helena was a quiet ghost who hardly spoke to anyone.

Now I am much more cheerful than before, although the indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away has not diminished.

I heard that there is a topic circulating among boys in school: Is there a way to marry a ghost.

Jijiji, the kind that waits online.

A group of men with strong androgen secretion!

So Harry, who had the occasional idea of ​​doing good, wanted to help those people.

Dozens of pills were dispensed from Snape, and they were called: Stretching Legs and Staring Pills.

Harry gave it to those in need for free, and he hung the small bag of pills in the corner of the bulletin board, stating the purpose: a soul and body are separated, so that you and the ghost you love can live and fly together!

It's just been placed for a long time, and only one was taken away.

He heard that it was a sixth-grade student who took it away. He didn't believe that Harry really dared to put the poison there, just in case someone actually ate it.

But he wasn't stubborn either. He scraped off a layer on the surface of the black pill and fed it to his owl first.

On the spot, his beloved owl turned into a puddle of foul-smelling black water.

He threw the pill away trembling.

It's just that it's not clear whether this is true or not.

Because no one came to Harry to ask for compensation.

One day, a transparent and graceful figure walked to the bulletin board and nailed a new parchment on it.

Notice: From the end of October, on the eve of Halloween, students in grade three and above can go to Hogsmeade to spend the weekend after submitting the application form signed by their parents.

...

Inside the auditorium.

Hermione was drawing two star maps from her astronomy class with a quill.

Harry knew that Hermione didn't like others copying homework, so he did it.

He pushed the two pieces of paper in front of Hermione and said, "My homework is for you."

Look, is this what people do?

Hermione rolled her eyes, but brought the homework to her anyway.

If such a kind and sensible girl doesn't hurry up and marry her home, is she still waiting for the Chinese New Year?

In the distance, came Ron's happy voice: "A letter from my family said that my pet Banban's health is about to get better, and he can send it to me before Halloween."

So Harry laughed.

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