Rebirth of the Harry Potter

"You don't subconsciously imagine that you, as a Muggle, will be caught by an evil pure-blood wizard one day, and then tortured like this?" Harry looked at Penello in "horrified", his body slightly stay away she said.

Penello clenched his fists.

"Of course not," she roared loudly.

She said bitterly: "So you are such a Harry Potter. How many people know your true face is like this. The stories about you circulated in the school are all false."

"What's wrong with my real face? It's you, who almost made me think you have some strange XP."

Penello: "..."

Harry could always talk to death easily.

The two were "having a good time talking" - so Harry thought, walking side by side down the long hallway.

Penelope stayed at Hogwarts for almost seven years.

She had walked this corridor countless times, and it was the first time that she felt that the exit ahead was so far away from her. She wished she could run, but it seemed that she was afraid of the little man beside her.

When they walked to the steps and were about to separate, Penello, who had been half a step ahead of Harry with a dark face, stopped suddenly.

She bowed her head slightly, her brown curls falling over Harry's cheeks, tickling him.

Penelope bent slightly, her face almost touching Harry's.

So intimate! Harry had already decided that if she dared to go too far, he... would petrify her with the Petrifying Charm.

Penelope's facial features are very mature and dignified, and her straight nose almost touches Harry's skin. Looking at her so close, Harry feels that she is fair and beautiful.

But there is no doubt that the most beautiful part of Penello is those two... deep eyes, which are extremely energetic, as if they can speak.

Now she was looking at Harry tenderly and intimately with those attractive eyes, and she gently pulled the collar of the magic robe downwards and outwards a little, revealing a little opening.

As if she was offering a treasure, she approached Harry coquettishly, and under her slender neck, she could faintly see something beautiful.

He said in a slightly louder voice: "Do you want to know that much? It's black."

Then quickly covered the mouth of the clothes tightly.

and walked to the other side.

In the sunshine... a quiet girl came here.

Zhang Qiu's face remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen the picture of his boyfriend looking at another beautiful girl's bra at all.

She said, "Prefect Clearwater?"

"Well." Harry said, "You must be careful with this girl."

Harry narrowed his eyes and said, "This woman is ambitious."

"Knowing that I'm the boyfriend of you, the cutest school girl in the universe, you still want to seduce me, but I'm a married man."

"Hmph, but she doesn't think about who I am. I am determined, as quiet as a virgin, as immovable as a mountain."

Zhang Qiu seemed to chuckle slightly, but unfortunately, the damn sunlight shone on Zhang Qiu's face, and the reflected light dazzled Harry's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. (How do I feel that this sentence has been written?)

Look again, it's still that plain Zhang Qiu.

Harry glanced at Penelope's back, she just turned around, and smiled proudly at Harry, thinking that causing Harry a little trouble was revenge for what Harry said to her just now.

It's a pity that she didn't hear how Harry explained to Zhang Qiu, otherwise she would not have laughed so happily.

It's not the indisputable idea she thought at all...

Harry said: "Think about it, her target is you, Zhang Qiu's target. Who are you? Ravenclaw Quidditch legendary seeker, the most popular player among students, Hogwarts Fengyun Character, your fans can go around Hagrid's cabin twice and a half times - especially when these compliments come from Harry Potter." Harry didn't forget to praise himself in passing.

"You like this are simply the light of Ravenclaw."

"But she poachs you from behind, it's even more abhorrent than the outrageous thing that Weimob Group not only fires employees, but also kills employees' wives... It's heartbreaking!"

"And..." Harry suddenly looked particularly angry, and he said angrily, "She's still a big liar."

Zhang Qiu said suspiciously: "I don't know about that."

Harry said contemptuously: "She even lied to me that it was black—it was white. I don't even think about it, it's her quick hands or my quick eyes."

"This kind of person, you don't communicate with her in the future."

Zhang Qiu shook his body: "..."

As long as Zhang Qiu could bear Harry's words, another girl would have cried and prayed to Merlin: "Merlin, please take my boyfriend, he is a monster."

Zhang Qiu worked hard and absorbed Harry's words.

Then in my mind, pack it, compress it, smash it, throw it into the trash can, format it, and finally spray it with 75-degree alcohol to disinfect it.

Zhang Qiu became a pure natural green and pollution-free Zhang Qiu again.

She smiled and said, "The first Quidditch match will start this Saturday."

"I know, you must be the champion."

Zhang Qiu smiled.

She's pretty confident about it -- at least for this year.

"That's right." Zhang Qiu said.

"what?"

Zhang Qiu looked at Harry with another kind of beautiful eyes different from Penello's, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You said that you were as quiet as a virgin when you were tempted, so... what if you move? Move like a rabbit? "

"Zhang Qiu, I've been wronged..."

...

Britain is a country with amazing weather.

Just in the last two days of last month, it snowed heavily.

However, at the beginning of November, the weather suddenly became clear. Although the sun can't be said to be hot, it can be regarded as adding a bit of warmth to the cold winter.

Within two days, the snow was about to melt.

Before Harry had time to look at the snowy scenery on the low mountains in the distance, he sighed, "Auspicious snow heralds a good year."

As a result, this idea was stillborn.

Harry was very depressed, he had to vent on Astoria all afternoon, yes, he was such a beast, he did that to his sister who was as delicate as a flower - he and Astoria Leah played backgammon and tortured Astoria all afternoon!

Completely ignoring Astoria's crying eyes and her frail and heartbreaking pleas: "...Brother...don't...please forgive me...brother...um..." (=??ω? ?=)

In the end, even Hermione and Zhang Qiu couldn't stand it anymore, and they got out of bed one after another... Bah, end up fighting Harry for 500 rounds.

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity.

Even though these two talented wizard girls have good attainments in traditional wizard chess, they are still far from being Harry Potter's opponents in the obviously more advanced and mysterious backgammon.

They were defeated by Harry, and Harry's talent in this area was really frighteningly high.

Harry used only one hand, yes, Harry let them have one hand, and they made them bleed a lot-err, I mean three crying girls.

Harry successfully transferred his resentment to them, and he was in a great mood.

It's over. Harry was holding a black chess piece, his eyes were empty, and his tone was full of loneliness: "I am the king in the backgammon world, so it doesn't matter if I let Ke Jie's five pieces first."

"Life is really lonely like snow..."

Behind his successful back, came the cries of three miserably bullied girls.

...

When the snow melts, the snow water is very annoying. There are small pools of water in the courtyard and on the lawn.

So, Hagrid had a new task: he wanted to use the "water removal spell" to dry out the water-stained places in the whole school.

But Hermione thought the work would be over before Hagrid was done.

Unexpectedly, it was really hit by Hermione, but it wasn't because Hagrid was too inefficient, the water stains had already dried up naturally.

It's because...it's raining, it's raining.

Hagrid sat happily in his hut, took a sip of fragrant hot green tea, and watched the heavy rain outside like a bead curtain, and his pet Dog Yaya happily ran around Hagrid.

...

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . 4 Novels.com mobile version reading website: