Rebirth of the Harry Potter

The first week of school is finally over.

The freshmen feel that time flies, they are so curious about everything, and they wish there was no better Sunday. But the fifth grade students who are facing the .Ls exam don't feel like that at all.

They just feel that they are exhausted every day, and some of them are just a lot of homework that can't be finished. Finally, they can relax a little on the weekend, they don't have to think about their studies, they just want to sleep peacefully in the dormitory tower until after ten o'clock.

Harry was happy with this. In order to cope with the heavy homework, even if his wrist was sore from writing and writing, he no longer simply revised Hermione's homework as before.

In fact, he has already mastered the knowledge taught by the professors, and it is unbelievably simple for him.

But I don't know when, there seemed to be a hole in Harry's heart, which couldn't be filled no matter what.

He once asked Hermione Zhang Qiu and the others what their expectations for the future were.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu had mentioned some seemingly simple and naive goals.

But when Harry asked himself, he found in a panic that he was at a loss for the future, and it should be said that he could make his future whatever he wanted.

Because he is already invincible.

But then his world would be too boring.

If there is anything that can make his calm state of mind flutter, there are only two things, one is world domination, and the other is unknown magic.

Let's be honest, world domination is boring and simply outrageous, all it takes is magically keeping some of the most powerful people in the world under your control.

Harry snuffed out the thought as soon as it came to his mind, because he thought the behavior was so stupid.

When the life and death of the world are in the mind of a person, he will never spend a little thought to rule the earth.

As for new magic, some wizards in the magic world are keen to develop magic.

There are simple mischief magic, and there are advanced jinxes that hurt the world and peace.

Harry obtained the notes and magic books left by these wizards from all over the world, whether it was completed or unfinished magic, Harry could revise and deduce more perfect magic with a whirl of his mind.

But these magics will be read by Harry sooner or later,

At that time, there should be something to fill the bottomless void in his heart.

It was also in this mood, under the control of Harry's subconscious that he didn't realize, that he chose to use the busy life of fifth grade to force himself to forget some things.

...

That's why on this cool Saturday morning, Harry, who had almost reached the state of no desire and no desire, felt extra heavy in his body.

It was as if a heavy weight was on Harry's chest, and his legs were also immobilized, unable to move.

Before Harry opened his eyes, he was already thinking: The legendary ghost press? It seems that Helena has finally decided to do something to me.

The light entered his eyes, and Harry saw the pattern of the room clearly.

It was familiar, but there was something wrong with it.

Familiar because it was originally a room in Harry's cabin, strange because...well, this is a feminine room, round ceiling lights, warm wallpaper, pink plush toys, clothes hanging on hangers , a simple white desk by the window...

Isn't this the bedroom of Zhang Qiu and Hermione?

But who knows how he got here!

He obviously slept soundly in another room last night, who threw him on the bed in this room.

Harry rubbed the space between his brows, troubled.

A soft and plain hand touched Harry's right chest. Her master lay prone on Harry's chest, her long black hair was loose, and she seemed to feel that the hand felt different from usual, so she frowned slightly, and scratched again.

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched. Could it be that Qiu Zhang and Hermione pinched each other like this every day when they slept?

And Astoria was lying on the bottom, tightly hugging one of Harry's thighs, and a trace of crystal flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Hermione, who had the most outrageous personality, lay quietly on the other side of the bed, breathing gently and evenly.

Harry tried to lift his left hand, which had been crushed unconscious, but his arm was squeezed into some proudly standing mountain.

When Harry moved his arm, Zhang Qiu felt it. She babbled and turned over.

Zhang Qiu was wearing a set of thin cotton pajamas. The bottom two buttons of the jacket were not fastened, so a corner of the shirt was folded up, and the white belly underneath was exposed to the air.

The tight and smooth belly is unbearable, and the third button from the bottom seems to be able to see a certain piece of fabric. This vague picture arouses people's desire to explore.

Harry was a little worried that Zhang Qiu would catch a cold, so he resolutely put his warm palm on Zhang Qiu's lower abdomen.

Then through friction to generate heat, Zhang Qiu drove away the cold in the morning.

But Harry wasn't satisfied with that.

His other hand tried to pass through Zhang Qiu's waist and hugged her.

Zhang Qiu felt some discomfort in her back, so she straightened her body cooperatively and let Harry's arm pass.

After pressing Harry's arm, Zhang Qiu felt much more comfortable, and her smile was even calmer.

Harry put his left arm around Zhang Qiu and pulled her towards his body. With his right hand, he easily slipped into the pajamas, and then with a slight finger movement, he found a gap and saw the mountains and mountains.

Being hit by this force, Zhang Qiu finally woke up.

She looked at Harry with confused eyes, suspecting that she was dreaming, but the weird feeling on her chest was real and terrifying, as if there were countless nasty little ants crawling around, and she would lower her head to bite from time to time, sore Itchy again.

Harry pressed her forehead and said gently, "Good morning."

Zhang Qiu was silent for a while, and then said: "Morning... good morning."

"Can you... stop your hand?" Zhang Qiu looked at Harry with eyes like black pearls, and said softly.

"No." Harry sternly refused.

Harry moved close to Zhang Qiu's delicate face, and took (jue) the sweetness from Zhang Qiu's ruddy lips.

Sudden attack, Zhang Qiu's eyes widened and he sobbed indistinctly, "I... I haven't brushed my teeth yet..."

"It's okay," Harry said.

She wanted to push Harry away, but soon, she fell into a sweet kiss, and then, the clothes of the two flew out...

Zhang Qiu is on top and Harry is on the bottom.

This kind of knowledge made Zhang Qiu's shy body turn pink.

Harry supported Zhang Qiu's slender waist like a weak willow supporting the wind, causing her body to sink slowly.

"Hmm... hum..." Zhang Qiu seemed to be crying.

...

After an unknown amount of time, another girl's rapid breathing that could no longer be suppressed broke into Harry's ears.

Hermione's body didn't move, but her chest was heaving up and down, her hands clenched tightly into fists, one can imagine how much she suffered physically and mentally.

The voices in her ears finally came to an end, and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She quietly opened her eyes, and saw Harry put Zhang Qiu, who had her eyes closed tightly, in place and covered her with the quilt.

Harry leaned over Hermione, looked into her steamy eyes, and said, "I know you don't like me saying sorry, so... let's get started."

Harry's fingers fluttered. Although it was not magic, it was more wonderful than magic...

After a while, the sound of nature played again in the room.

After a long, long time, Astoria, who had been hiding beside the bed quietly for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, and she said aggrievedly, "Why am I the last one!"

She was so angry like a little wild cat, wearing a pure white suspender dress, she jumped on Harry, biting Harry's shoulder and biting Harry's lip.

...

Although the gloomy clouds covered the sun, it was inconvenient to confirm the time, but when the sunlight outside the window became dimmer, everyone could see that the black starry sky was about to appear.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the gray afterglow was reluctantly bidding farewell to the sky.

Harry's cabin was finally completely silent.

Then the door of the room opened, and four handsome and beautiful figures came out.

"Snapped."

There was a crisp sound of a glass bottle shattering, and a panicked figure.

Helena, who was swaying in the flames, stood up quickly, looked at the ink bottle that had been accidentally broken, hurriedly took out her wand, and cleaned it up. Then I buried myself in the lesson plan again, as if it had been like this for a long time.

If it was normal, they wouldn't be able to tease Helena with words, but today, they all have more important things to do.

They all hugged a big water glass and drank swigs, as if a dehydrated traveler in the desert saw an oasis that could save lives.

They lost a lot of water today and have to get it back.

After a long time, they felt that the symptoms of dry mouth and tongue disappeared a little.

...

Night fell.

But the house is still bright.

The soft light of the fireplace was reflected in Harry's eyes as a burning flame.

Harry leaned on the single sofa, staring at the firelight calmly, his body and mind fell into a warm state, and gradually lost his mind.

At this moment, a woman who was growing like a lotus walked up to Harry with graceful steps.

"Master, your coffee and tea." Helena said respectfully.

"Yeah." Harry responded lightly, taking the black tea Helena brought.

The moment his palms met, Harry stopped and did not proceed to the next step.

He made a gesture of reaching out to pick something up, raised his head slightly, and stared at Helena.

Helena could no longer maintain her elegant demeanor. She turned her head and looked around, but she couldn't look directly into Harry's eyes.

Harry smiled faintly: "Helena, have you...have you been listening all day today?"

"I didn't." Helena said hastily, but everyone could hear her guilty conscience.

Then Harry didn't tease Helena, which made Helena a little surprised.

She couldn't help looking at Harry, who always had a smile on his face, and his eyes were pure and gentle, not the jokes that should be, nor the overly hot gaze, but the tranquility that embraced everything.

"Why are you ashamed to admit it?" Harry smiled slightly, took the teacup, and placed it on the small table beside him.

He pulled Helena's palm very naturally, and said gently: "The relationship between men and women is the cleanest thing in the world. According to the oriental theory, men and women are divided into yin and yang, and yin and yang complement each other to form the way. The inheritance of the world depends most on The most simple thing is **, you can't look at it with colored eyes..."

Helena looked at Harry stupidly.

At the dining table, Hermione was eating fried steak rich in protein and energy, because she had done "physical work" for a day, and when she heard Harry talking about the absurd things that happened to the four of them so naturally, she sneered, "Oh, Talking with your pants on is tough."

Then he realized that this kind of obscenity should not come from his own mouth, so he stopped talking, and only focused on solving the things on the plate.

Hearing Hermione's rebuttal, Harry showed no sign of shame.

After all, at this time, his spiritual world has been completely emptied, and his heart is more peaceful than ever. Even if the earth is destroyed and the universe is broken, it is just a trivial matter.

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It's New Year's Day.

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