Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Another quiet morning.

Harry's cabin.

"Look, I'm not mistaken, the chicken-eating competition Snape studied is very boring." Harry lay face down on the sofa, muttering indistinctly.

Zhang Qiu's breathing was a little disturbed, and he really wanted to push Harry to the ground.

Because Harry buried his head on her smooth thigh at this time, the hot breath from his nose and mouth passed through her thin white skirt and penetrated into her legs, as if a fire was burning inside her body, scorching hot Incomparable.

Just when Zhang Qiu couldn't bear it anymore, Harry seemed to have heard her heart, and finally turned over,

Zhang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief slowly and calmly, his legs that had been tensed for a long time softened.

Harry's legs were straight, his right heel rested on the back of his left instep, his head was resting on Zhang Qiu's thigh, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his nostrils were filled with the fragrance of Zhang Qiu's body.

Well, this angle...

What fills my world? I couldn't appreciate Zhang Qiu's beauty at all.

Zhang Qiu stroked Harry's short hair, waited for a while, and found that Harry had calmed down, and wondered in his heart, this is not Harry's character.

She poked her head out, and Harry rolled his eyes, staring at her round chin and delicate features.

"What did you just watch?" Zhang Qiu asked strangely.

"nothing much."

Zhang Qiu frowned slightly, thinking about Harry's sight just now, she lowered her head, saw the mountain scene and Harry's playful gaze, her neck was dyed a layer of pink.

"Zhang Qiu, why was your body so hot just now, and your heartbeat was so fast." Harry moved his head, put his ear on Zhang Qiu's lower abdomen, and said with clear eyes, "It hasn't come down yet."

"You, you..." Zhang Qiu said shamefully and angrily, "Shut your mouth."

As he spoke, he took a juicy red apple from the plate on the small table and stuffed it into Harry's mouth.

Harry took the apple, took a big bite, and smiled.

Astoria, who had been playing on the sidelines for a long time, finally came back to her senses, and answered Harry's question tenderly: "It's not boring."

Like a child discovering a new toy, she is studying a piece of gauze like silver light flowing in her hand with great interest.

Surrounded under him for a while, the lower body suddenly disappeared, and the body floated around like a ghost. Wrapped around her waist for a while, she seemed to be cut off at the waist, and her body was written all over... Oh, no, it was a beautiful girl with the word "miserable". After wrapping it around her head for a while, a brand new headless girl appeared. Looking at her back, there was still half of her blond hair attached to her body.

How horrifying and horrifying this scene is, how weird and weird it is.

Helena's face was pale, she clasped her chest tightly with her hands, her heart was beating wildly in fright.

Who is the ghost?

"Hey, no, I don't seem to have a heart."

Helena let go of her hand sadly, knowing this fact again, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"No way, we are wearing an invisibility cloak in the Forbidden Forest, they can't see us at all, and they have no sense of participation, so you think it's interesting?" Harry said.

"Isn't this more interesting?" Astoria asked back.

"Think about it, when we were walking in the Forbidden Forest, when we kicked their butts, they turned around and couldn't find anyone, their faces turned pale in an instant..." Astoria giggled.

Mistake, Harry originally wanted Astoria to play God mode once, so he dismissed her idea of ​​joining the dueling club. A game without difficulty is naturally no fun.

Unexpectedly, she was still enjoying it.

Harry rolled his eyes.

Take a bite of the apple: "You are such a wicked person."

Astoria turned the invisibility cloak back and forth, and said, "Brother, I didn't expect that the one who had been eating ashes under the bed for so long turned out to be the rumored invisibility cloak. I thought it was an apron."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Apron, who wears an apron? Helena was the only one in the bunch who had an apron.

She became anxious immediately, you know, she is such an innocent ghost, how could she leave her clothes under this bastard Harry's bed, isn't this saying that she has bad conduct?

She yelled: "How can you misunderstand me like this? Even if I, Helena, throw my clothes into the fireplace, burn them to ashes, and throw them out the window, it is impossible for me to fall under Harry's bed."

"True...yes." Astoria blinked her eyes and stretched her voice, "Sister Helena, why are you so eager to explain, I'm just talking."

Helena's white and transparent soul was slightly flushed, and she muttered, "You just need to understand."

"However, we won't be able to tell in the future." Astoria smiled, as if to say, "No one understands brother better than me."

"Hey, what are you talking about, silly boy," said Harry.

This time it was Astoria's turn to look at him with pure eyes: "Don't you have such thoughts? Otherwise, what do you intend to do by telling us the stories of Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen, as well as Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian?"

"Ahem..." Harry coughed violently, as if he was choking on an apple, and hurriedly explained: "You have to understand the differences between Eastern and Western cultures, female ghosts in the East look no different from real people, but ghosts in the magic world Ghost, look at Helena, it can't be used at all...so I really just want to tell the story of Zhang Qiu's hometown when I tell you the story."

"It seems to be true." Astoria hesitated, "After all, you also told the story of Bai Suzhen, but you don't have the original story of the snake. It seems that I really understood too much."

Harry was dripping with cold sweat, silently glanced at a certain red ring on his finger, surrounded by a lifelike black snake, which looked the same as the real one, if one stared at the black snake's ruby ​​eyes, there was even a kind of It feels like it's going to twist at any moment.

Merlin, he really has a beautiful snake.

Can't wash it, really can't wash it.

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"By the way, brother." Astoria seemed to have just remembered something, with a small face excited: "This is an invisibility cloak, have you used it to do something?"

"What's the matter?" Harry squinted at Astoria, always feeling that she was digging a hole for him.

Astoria's eyes lit up: "Do I still need to remind you? If you men have the ability to hide, wouldn't the first thing that comes to your mind be going to the girls' dormitory and girls' washroom to visit such ghosts?"

Harry: "..."

"Huh? Really?" Poor Hermione, who was studying alone at the desk, had been silently enduring the noise from them, but when she heard Astoria's question, she immediately frowned and looked directly at Harry.

Harry immediately proved his innocence with drastic action.

He sat up abruptly, grabbed the smiling Astoria, let her lie on his lap with her upturned little buttocks, and waved her big hands, giving her a severe punishment.

"Papa..."

He also said to himself: "You black-bellied little devil, when did your thoughts become so impure! I am upright and upright, how could I do such a thing!"

"No... um..." At the first two times, Astoria still cried out in pain, but gradually, the voice became very strange, delicate and soft...

"Okay, okay, don't bully Astoria." Hermione stopped Harry with a rosy face.

She is the most sensible one. When Harry couldn't predict what would happen next, she had clearly foreseen it:

If Harry was allowed to "punish" him any longer, what happened yesterday would repeat itself again.

Merlin, she's only been sitting for two hours. Is today's study coming to an end?

So in order to prevent the possibility of burning herself, she simply blew out the small flame that had just started.

Harry lay back on Zhang Qiu's lap, and Zhang Qiu lifted his snow-white wrist, and gently pressed Harry's temple.

Harry closed his eyes, snorted twice, and said, "Astoria, since you want to play with the Invisibility Cloak, you might as well take out that black stone under the bed."

"Summon an army of undead, and accomplish the goal that Riddle wanted to accomplish but didn't - rule the world. How about I give you a title in advance, how about calling it the undead princess? Or the little dark witch?"

"Bah, I'm not that interested."

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