Rebirth of the Harry Potter

In 1994, the last semester of Hogwarts was over.

The professors gave the fourth graders a lot of homework during the holidays.

In the first week after the end of the semester, the four of Harry were concentrating on doing their homework in the room. Oh, and Helena, there is no need for such a high-quality labor force.

A few days later, they came out to find that the people in the school were almost the same as before the holidays, and there were really very few wizards going home this year. The school seems to have shrunk a circle, because it is more lively.

The students had a great time playing together.

Now Harry was in a bad mood. They had finished their homework after a few days of retreat and were ready to enjoy the Christmas holiday. How could others look so relaxed.

Fred and George came up and said, "Canary biscuits, Harry?"

"If someone eats it, it will make him grow feathers. If you want to play tricks on anyone, you can buy this thing." Fred said.

George said mysteriously: "We are still developing new products. If you buy more at one time, the next product will be given priority to you."

Harry had a dangerous grin on his face.

Harry sidled up to the two brothers, looking left and right.

George and Fred thought Harry was going to ask about their new products, so they hurried over.

I could only hear Harry whispering, his words were like a demon in hell: "You...have you finished your winter vacation homework?"

The faces of brothers George and Fred turned blue.

You go away, we don't want to talk to you, a good vacation was ruined by your words.

Harry laughed and left.

Harry got so much fun out of it that he asked everyone, "Hey, friend, have you finished your winter homework?"

"Hey, Seamus..." Harry greeted with a smile.

Seamus didn't expect Harry to greet him, and he looked a little flattered.

Before he could respond, Harry said, "How did you do your winter homework?"

Seamus: "..."

"Angelina,

Have you finished your winter vacation homework? "

Angelina's smiling smile froze.

"Colin, hurry up and do your homework during the winter vacation, don't just play around."

Colin: "..."

"Furong, I haven't seen you for a few days, she's grown up again, winter vacation homework..."

Fu Rong said coldly, "I don't have any winter homework."

Harry got frustrated and had to go find someone else.

Fleur looked at Harry's back, her eyes flickered, and she was no longer as cold as before.

Later, all the students in Hogwarts were questioned by Harry, and he caught anyone who was smiling happily and asked them. The faces of everyone caught by Harry changed drastically.

He just relied on his own power to lower the lively atmosphere of Hogwarts a little.

A saying started to circulate among the students: A good day ends when you meet Harry.

"Okay, okay, Harry, have you played enough?" Zhang Qiu, who couldn't laugh or cry, stopped Harry: "Now you have reached the realm of ghosts and ghosts."

"Well, I'll let them go this time, anyway, I've got enough sources of happiness." Harry said.

...

Heavy snow fell on the castle and grounds. The light blue carriage of Beauxbaton School looked like a big pumpkin in a hanging box in winter. The little gingerbread house next to it was Hagrid's little house. The huts, the Durmstrang School, and the sides of the big ship were covered with ice and became smooth and transparent, and the sails were also covered with hoarfrost.

The house-elves in the kitchen below were busily busy preparing piping hot stews and luscious puddings in a variety of flavours.

Since the end of the first competition event, Harry rarely met Fleur Delacour, and without Harry's bullying, Fleur seemed to slowly regain her original arrogance.

One night, when Harry left the auditorium, she heard her frowning and complaining to several girls in Beauxbatons: "The food at Hogwarts is too greasy, and I can't fit my dress robe!"

The girls smiled awkwardly. They thought the food at Hogwarts was pretty good, but they couldn't say it out loud.

Harry, Hermione and others walked away from her, as if they didn't hear her.

Fleur watched Harry's profile disappear, feeling restless in her heart. She didn't know why she said bad things about Hogwarts, obviously she didn't think so at all.

She seemed to be trying to provoke Harry on purpose? So what is the purpose? Let Harry taunt her?

But why did she do this? Even she herself didn't know what she was thinking.

...

On Christmas morning, Harry woke up with a start. As he opened his eyes, he wondered what had woken him up suddenly.

Then I saw Astoria rubbing a white mass on Harry's face.

It was a cold snowball.

"Astoria!" Harry yelled.

Astoria giggled: "Brother, it's so fun."

"It's fun, let's play with you too." Harry blew lightly, and a wisp of snowflakes appeared and floated into Astoria's cotton pajamas.

The snowflakes didn't melt, they were floating on Astoria's warm body.

Astoria couldn't laugh anymore, she jumped up and down, shaking her clothes constantly, trying to shake out the mischievous snow particles.

But the snow particles just didn't come out, and they jumped up and down very spiritually, from the arms, to the chest, to the belly button, to the thighs...

Astoria was trembling, and said in a crying voice: "Brother, I was wrong."

Harry sat comfortably on the bed.

While shaking his sleeves uncomfortably, Astoria ran to Harry's side, his soft lips were printed on Harry's face that had just been frozen by the snow, and he said pitifully, "Brother, please forgive me." .”

Harry patted Astoria, and Astoria felt normal again.

She turned from crying to laughing, no trace of being bullied could be seen.

Looking at the pale sky outside the window, Astoria said excitedly, "Brother, let's go to have a snowball fight. It snowed very thickly today."

Harry said: "Okay, you go and ask Helena to prepare breakfast first, and then go to Zhang Qiu and sister Hermione, and I will sleep for a while."

"Okay." Astoria was very energetic, and went bouncing around.

Harry yawned and sank back into bed.

Seeing the little cutie with her eyes tightly closed, lying on the side of the pillow, she kept chanting: "Hoo... woo... hululu..."

Harry reached out to fish the cutie into the bed, and happily picked up the cat.

Snowy day, warm bed, winter vacation, and a warm kitten in my arms...

Satisfying.

After falling asleep for a while, the bedroom door was opened again.

A girl rang beside Harry's bed: "Harry, the meal is ready, you will definitely like today's breakfast...ah..."

Without opening his eyes, Harry stretched out his hand from under the quilt, touched the girl's waist by the bed, pulled the girl onto the bed with a little force, and said, "Astoria, didn't you tell me to sleep a little longer? ?"

"Huh?" Harry touched it twice, and found that it didn't feel right.

Much heavier than Astoria, and even Hermione wasn't that big.

Harry quickly opened his eyes, and found Zhang Qiu who was lying on the bed in a daze.

Zhang Qiu pushed Harry away with a slightly red face, stood up, pushed a strand of black hair behind his ear, and said, "Get up quickly, it's almost eight o'clock."

Harry smiled, dressed quickly, walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.

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