Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Harry took a sip of bitter and slightly fragrant coffee. The slightly hot coffee entered his body from his mouth, and a warmth rose from the depths of his body.

He looked sideways at the sky outside the glass window in the living room. It was dark and deep, but there were still a few stars glowing with silver light.

Harry couldn't help sighing: "The darker the sky, the brighter the stars appear."

"When did you decide to change your job to become an inexperienced philosopher?" Hermione said.

"Just now." Harry smiled faintly.

Then Harry seemed to have noticed something extraordinary, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said gravely: "Have you noticed one thing-what happened last night seems to have just happened before my eyes, I still remember it clearly. But we are going to spend another night. It's weird. Has the time of this day disappeared?"

Hermione: "..."

Zhang Qiu: "..."

Astoria: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

Astoria was shocked, and the delicious egg custard in her silver spoon suddenly disappeared. She exclaimed, "Brother, it seems to be like this."

Then he ran to Harry, looked at his surroundings vigilantly, and said, "Brother, I have seen similar magic in a certain magic book, which can make people ignore the passage of time without realizing it, and then wake up. Many years have passed since. Legend has it that there is such a novice wizard. He inadvertently watched two magical wizards playing wizard chess, but when the game was over, he was shocked to find that his wand was decayed. . Can it be said that we are now in such a dangerous predicament?"

Harry did not answer Astoria's question, but stretched out his index finger to gently squeeze the white egg flower at the corner of Astoria's mouth.

Astoria bit Harry's finger in one bite, squinting and sucking clean like a pet.

Zhang Qiu said helplessly, "Astoria, if the magic book you are talking about is "A Collection of Children's Magical Stories for Wizards Under Three", then your memory is really good."

"Silly girl, my brother is teasing your two sisters, because once something is immersed in it, you will forget the change of time." Harry patted Astoria's head.

Astoria giggled, made a grimace, straddled Harry, clamped Harry's legs tightly, and said, "Brother, I'm not a kid, how can I not understand what you are? Meaning. It’s just that I like you to think of me as a little girl who doesn’t understand anything.”

"Haha..." Upon hearing this, Hermione laughed irrespective of her image: "Harry, it turns out that the fool is yourself."

Harry was a little embarrassed. Indeed, Astoria was by his side since he didn't understand anything in the first grade, and he always remembered her as she was in his heart.

But in fact, everyone will grow up and mature, and so does Astoria.

Only Harry thought she was a very silly and naive girl who would be abducted if he was not careful. If he had contact with students of the same level as Astoria, he would know that he was very wrong.

In front of him, Astoria is the simplest little white flower that needs care, but her classmates only think that she is like a proud white swan.

Harry held Astoria's face, carefully examined her eyebrows, nose, lips, and then recalled her immature face when they first met two years ago. He smiled and said: "So you have grown up, Yulu Li became a girl."

Harry couldn't help thinking of the different styles of the three girls today.

Zhang Qiu was always shy. She resisted Harry's various "requirements" and showed it to her lips, but under this circumstance, she completed all Harry's tasks perfectly. She thought that Harry would look at her poor and let her go, but she didn't know that her soft outside and strong inside would only arouse Harry, the great devil, to bully her even more.

On the contrary, Hermione is the opposite of Zhang Qiu. She has a tough personality and has always tried to dominate.

The youngest Astoria is the most fearless, her mind is the simplest, and therefore the purest, her behavior can be described as thrilling.

She was fearless in her heart, not caring that Hermione and Zhang Qiu were by her side, and would go all out once she invested. She knew that she liked Harry and that was enough, so she, the little wild cat, faced Harry, the fierce wolf, and only attacked again and again, and finally got all cuts and bruises before she gave up. She curled up in Harry’s arms and licked the wound .

Even Zhang Qiu and Hermione are ashamed, it is estimated that the loudest voice Helena heard outside is Astoria's.

"I feel like you are thinking about bad things." Hermione said with a dangerous look in her eyes suddenly, her instincts were really too keen.

"I didn't." Harry denied it.

"Huh, I think we should talk about one thing." Hermione smiled: "You don't think I forgot, do you?"

"What do you mean?" Harry gave an expression that I didn't understand.

"What are you going to pretend?" Hermione said angrily. "If you didn't come to our room bed inexplicably in the morning, would I...wasting a day?"

Harry shouted innocently: "I am the victim, right? I want to ask the reason."

"You said you don't know? Who believes it!" Hermione was a little angry. She was not angry that Harry would be put to sleep by the four, but that Harry did everything, but refused to admit it.

It is impossible to be really angry, because she and Zhang Qiu have been together several times. Based on her understanding of Harry, she believes that Harry will have greater ambitions sooner or later. But this kind of thing is not taken for granted, she should at least find a little fire from her hair.

Otherwise, who knows if Harry will be more unscrupulous, he should be restrained.

Harry said, "I really don't know anything." Then he said slowly and confidently, "There is a ghost in this matter!"

Ghost.

Where is the ghost?

Harry, Astoria, Zhang Qiu, and Hermione simultaneously focused their eyes on Helena.

Helena said in grief: "Don't go too far. The arguing all day makes me uneasy. I still want me to be a scapegoat. I tell you that even ghosts have human rights."

Hermione turned her gaze to Harry again: "Can you find a reason to find a reliable one."

Harry felt like he was carrying a scapegoat: "I don't even know a hammer, and the point is that who can transfer me to your room without me even knowing it. This is too boring, or take it. Upper Astoria..."

Harry frowned as he spoke.

A light flashed across.

Harry raised his brows and said with joy, "I know what's going on."

"Say, I'm listening." Hermione said angrily.

"Um, if you really say it, it seems to be related to me..." Harry gave a polite but awkward smile.

"Ahem..." Harry cleared his throat: "I just remembered a dream I had last night, maybe... I mean it's possible, I might have thought of something in the dream or even said something in the dream. "

"For example..." Harry said weakly, "The little thought "We should sleep in a bed"..."

"Then, the House of All Requests responded to me and sent me and Astoria to your and Zhang Qiu's bedroom. You see, it really has nothing to do with me."

"That's it." Hermione nodded.

Harry looked "angry": "It's all to blame for the broken house, the responsive house. Don't worry, when we leave school, I will burn the broken house on fire."

(House of All Requests: MMP...)

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm not angry anymore. Why are you sending the fire to another room."

"Huh? Isn't that angry?"

The mind of a witch, a witch, you will never guess.

"Then Qiu, how about you?"

Zhang Qiu smiled softly: "I've never been angry, so how can I die?"

Harry smiled and said, "Hermione, you should learn from Zhang Qiu's consciousness."

Hermione picked up the sofa pillow at hand and smashed it at Harry.

...

After the fight, they all felt energetic, their heads sober, and they didn't mean to sleep at all.

After all, they just had a breakfast while others were eating dinner.

"Since everyone is so energetic, why not..." Harry's eyes flickered.

"Play poker," Hermione suggested, and gave Harry a warning not to let him talk nonsense.

Harry said, "This was my intention."

...

There is a stake in playing poker.

What they block is related to the number of clothes. Whoever loses will have to wear an extra dress.

Today, it was Zhang Qiu's turn to pass the sky, she only added two clothes on her body.

But Harry, Hermione and Astoria have become three big dumplings.

It was ten o'clock at night, and the rest of Hogwarts had fallen asleep.

Harry's four were in full swing.

Harry staggered to his feet, like a fat penguin.

"It's too hot, stuffy and hot. I'll open the window and blow the air." Harry said, then walked to the glass window, opened the window, and the cold wind blew on his face.

"Huh, huh? Outside... Is that on fire?" Harry said hesitantly.

"Harry, don't want to be scammed, you just lost, don't forget to add some clothes." Zhang Qiu said with a smile.

Harry said wryly: "Come and see."

Hermione first jumped up ~www.ltnovel.com~ and walked in the same way as Harry, walked to the window, looked intently, and muttered, "It seems...is really on fire?"

Zhang Qiu then walked over, his small mouth opened into an O shape: "Really...it's on fire?"

Hermione said to Harry in disbelief, "You set a fire to avoid wearing a dress?"

"What the **** does your little head think." Harry was speechless.

Astoria squeezed to the front, watching the tower burning somewhere below, and the flames turned a small piece of sky into a fiery red.

Look at the three people around who seem to have turned into statues.

A scream resounded through Hogwarts: "There is a fire, come and put out the fire!"

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Note: At the end of the last chapter, a plot was accidentally deleted. Modify later

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