Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Chapter 220 Girl Heart Helena!

in the afternoon.

Together they went to help Hagrid with something.

Since tomorrow was the day before Halloween, Hagrid had always been responsible for dressing up the Great Hall.

The pumpkins the size of millstones that Hagrid had grown were for this time.

Hagrid's job was not easy. He had to pick pumpkins. The roots of pumpkins were as thick as a child's wrist. In the past, Hagrid had to cut several hundred pumpkins just to pick them from the vines. Take a sharp axe.

Fortunately, Hagrid can use his wand normally now, and it's much easier to do it again.

After the pumpkins are picked, the preparations begin in earnest.

First, dig a cover on it, take out the flesh of the pumpkin, dry it, and then carve all kinds of grimaces. Each pumpkin must be filled with thick candles and then covered with a cover.

Tomorrow night, these jack-o'-lanterns will float over the Hogwarts Great Hall, and the candles will be burning, creating a Halloween atmosphere.

The pumpkin pulp was not thrown away, because Hagrid's hippogriffs could use them as food.

They love this.

After Hagrid finished handling the jack-o-lantern, he had to prepare ingredients for the banquet tomorrow night.

Hagrid is a real little farmer.

The vegetables he grew alone supplied the food and drink consumption of the entire school.

Although the magic world cannot talk about the scientific law of energy conservation, magic also has laws to follow, for example, Gump's basic law of deformation.

Food is one of those things that can't be conjured out of thin air.

Although at the banquet, when Dumbledore waved his wand, the tablecloth was piled with fruit and food, and it seemed that there was no end to it, but this was actually because of the existence of materials.

It's just a coincidence that Dumbledore can't live without rice.

Hagrid was harvesting the vegetables in the field with his magic wand, and they were automatically sorted and piled up into hills beside him, and he said, "Since last year, all the chickens I raised have died. The fox's medicine worked, but the fox caught quite a few, but the fate of the chickens remained the same."

Harry knew that the basilisk in the Forbidden Forest must have controlled other animals to kill the chickens.

But he couldn't stop it, because the rooster is the natural enemy of the basilisk, and he would be injured if he heard the rooster crowing, and it might be over if he crowed more.

Harry said: "Try not raising roosters, just raising hens? They can still lay eggs. Or use magic to make the chickens stop crowing, maybe it will return to normal."

Hagrid asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"I think there may be some dangerous creature in the Forbidden Forest, it hates the sound of chickens, so...of course this is all my guess, haha..."

Hagrid thought about this possibility seriously, and said, "Maybe there is such a possibility. I'll raise some chicks in a few days and see..."

Hagrid is very busy every day, but Hagrid seems to enjoy being busy doing these things.

For him, this fulfilling life is his joy.

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Towards evening, Harry sat in a corner of the library in a yellowish light.

A strong wind was blowing outside the window, and inside the house, a layer of snow on the surface of the snow could be seen rolling back and forth like white waves, and the sound of the cold wind howling was unconsciously matched in my mind.

But the library has been enchanted to isolate the sound, it's just a fantasy.

A tall ghost walked slowly towards Harry through the walls and bookshelves.

The transparent skirt with intricate patterns dragged on the ground.

Harry flicked through the pages of the book. The ghost never disturbed Harry, and he seemed very cultivated.

"Tell me, what can I do for you?" Harry snorted seeing her pitiful appearance.

Although Harry only glanced at her, the ghost quickly looked away.

He looked like he didn't care to see Harry at all.

"You..." Ghost bit her lip, her voice was soft, but she thought about why she should keep her voice low.

So she plucked up her courage and said, "Why...you haven't talked to me..."

Just talking, her voice lowered.

It was only then that she felt that her actions were too inappropriate. Did she fall under the Imperius Curse? How could he take the initiative to find a boy and express his dissatisfaction like a lover... I must be crazy, crazy.

Sure enough, Harry stared at her as if looking at Aqua: "Are we... familiar?"

The ghost is naturally the daughter of Ravenclaw, Helena, and besides her, Harry has never had any intersection with other ghosts.

"I..." Helena suddenly felt like crying.

She thought they were already good friends.

Because of hiding Ravenclaw's crown, because she didn't see her mother for the last time, for more than a thousand years, with guilt, she hid in Hogwarts under the pseudonym Ms. Gray, and was always a quiet ghost.

Decades ago, a boy cheated her of her trust and stole her crown.

She has difficulty speaking, because she herself is a betrayer, how could she have the face to say this.

Later, the boy grew up and returned to Hogwarts to apply for a defense against the Dark Arts professor, but was rejected by the principal Dumbledore.

The boy got annoyed and hid the Horcrux-made diadem behind the Room of Requirement, thinking that no one knew about it.

In fact, she saw it all, and she knew it all.

But she still could not tell the whereabouts of the diadem.

At least, the crown came back to her, didn't it.

So she continued to be quiet.

Until another boy appeared, he seemed to know everything, walked into the Room of Requirement without any hesitation, and took out the crown from an old statue.

She also knows this.

She began to pay attention to the boy named Harry silently...

He was a little different from the kid named Riddle, arrogant and arrogant.

Then, one day, suddenly the boy named Harry approached her, called out her name, knew her identity, even knew the name of the crown and the title of "the most dangerous wizard ever" in the wizarding world boy thing.

Just when Helena thought he had some intentions.

Then, Harry gave her the Ravenclaw diadem... to her!

Helena was not prepared at all.

Even if Harry took the crown for himself, no one else would know about it.

But Harry just gave her the crown without any greed.

She was going to find another place to hide it, but Harry pointed at her nose and called her stupid.

She dared to say that no one in her life would dare to tell a Ravenclaw daughter that she was stupid.

Then, she handed over the crown as Harry taught her.

The most precious treasure that the mother lost for thousands of years has been rediscovered.

The sun had never seemed so bright to Helena. For more than a thousand years, she has never been so grateful to a person.

He must have been sent from heaven to rescue her.

She had thought that after this incident, she and Harry knew so much about each other that they were already friends and trustworthy.

Even friends don't know everything like they do.

But Harry's words made her feel cold.

Heh... So it turned out that she was just being sentimental and wishful thinking...

Helena looked flustered and embarrassed,

She is arrogant by nature, a little timid, and she wants to save face, but she is kind-hearted, and she will never think that the world is so cruel to her.

Yes, who can speak disrespect to such a dignified and beautiful lady.

Helena turned her head away, teary, choked but said firmly: "Sorry, it seems to be my mistake, I shouldn't bother you...".

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