Harry Potter Reborn

On the second day of Christmas, all the teachers and students in the school got up very late.

After all, the dance ended at twelve o'clock yesterday.

Harry and the others got up the latest because he didn't go to bed until around four or five o'clock this morning.

morning.

"Sister Zhang Qiu, sister Hermione, it's bad, my brother is missing!" Astoria's panicked voice spread throughout the house.

She ran to Zhang Qiu and Hermione's room, opened the door and shouted.

But she was surprised to find that her brother was in this room.

"Astoria, I didn't lose it." Harry stretched and said with a smile.

Lying on both sides of him were Zhang Qiu and Hermione, who were sleeping lazily.

"Oh..." Astoria returned to her room.

She picked up the little cutie unhappily and asked, "Why do I feel that my brother treats me differently from Zhang Qiu and Hermione?"

Little cutie: "Meow..." (Cat language translation: I don't know this, I'm just a little kitten.)

Another room.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu secretly opened their eyes and quickly closed them again.

"My dears, should we get up?" Harry smiled.

Hermione stopped pretending and sat up.

Hermione's hair became messy again. She scratched her hair and complained: "The magic quick-smoothing hair spray I used can last for a long time. It's all your fault."

"What does this have to do with me?" Harry lay innocently.

Hermione gritted her teeth and said, "You broke all my bones last night, and you said it had nothing to do with you!"

Harry smiled shyly.

Zhang Qiu tried hard to pull the quilt to his chest, but Harry held it down with his palms, so Zhang Qiu had to secretly hide his body downwards. In the end, only a smooth forehead and long black hair were exposed.

She hid under the quilt and said shyly: "Harry, you go out first, I want to get dressed."

Harry flicked Cho Zhang's head.

"Hey..." Zhang Qiu cried out in pain, stretched out his lotus-like jade arms from under the quilt, and rubbed his head.

Zhang Qiu showed his head, biting his lips, and said nothing. He just looked at Harry with moist eyes, as if to tell him not to bully me.

But just like this, it was easier for Harry to bully her.

Harry smiled slightly, lifted up the quilt, held Zhang Qiu tightly in his arms, and unruly put his hand into the unbuttoned pajamas. He could clearly feel the softness of the perfectly developed breasts.

Start kneading it vigorously.

"Scum, scum..." Hermione scolded angrily, picked up a pillow and threw it at Harry: "It's almost noon, and you still want to do such a thing..."

Harry looked at the time, and sure enough, it was already past eleven o'clock. If he continued, it would probably be night.

"Gurgling..." Zhang Qiu's stomach made a hungry sound, and she looked embarrassed.

"Okay then, let's get up and eat." Harry said.

"I'm here to help you..." Harry said kindly.

After a long time, the three of them got dressed and came out of Zhang Qiu's bedroom.

"It's so troublesome to ask you to "help"!" Hermione said. She quickly moved away from Harry, picked up Crookshanks on the fireplace, and scratched the base of his ears. The cat hummed in comfort.

Breakfast, oh, lunch, when Helena brought out plates of food, she always glanced at Harry, and then quickly turned her head away, very shy.

Harry suddenly remembered that he forgot to use the sound isolation magic yesterday, so... Helena listened to it all night?

Hermione took a bite of the fried egg and asked, "Harry, do you know what your clue about the second project, the golden egg, means? I've never seen you research it."

"I know, do you want to see it?"

Zhang Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria all looked at Harry with interest.

"Well, let's take a look."

A golden egg flew out from under the bed in Harry's bedroom and flew into the living room.

Then a water ball appeared in the sky.

The golden egg slowly opened, and an eardrum-painful scream sounded, but it lasted only a short time, because...

"Gudong..." The golden egg was thrown into the water balloon.

Zhang Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria took their hands away from their ears with lingering fear.

"What the hell is that?" Hermione said.

"Ah~ah~"

Suddenly, a light and melodious song sounded, as if coming from the distant horizon, echoing in the room.

Those songs sang slowly:

Look for us wherever our voices sound

We cannot sing on the ground.

When you search, please consider:

We took away your most beloved baby.

you only have one hour

To find and take back the things we took

After an hour, all hope is gone

It has completely disappeared and will never appear again.

…

Almost immediately, Zhang Qiu said: "The sound is so harsh on the ground, but it turns into a beautiful song in the water. Isn't this a mermaid?"

Hermione analyzed: "The meaning of the lyrics is that something you value will be put into the deep sea where the mermaids are, and they will take care of it. Your task is to retrieve it within an hour. If you can't find it, it will

It will disappear..."

"Will you put your invisibility cloak on the bottom of the sea?" Hermione guessed.

"We'll find out when the time comes," Harry said.

…

An empty room.

Harry finally remembered what he had been vaguely forgetting.

He was able to forget this matter: all the legendary Three Hallows of Death had fallen into his hands, and he had not studied them carefully.

When he took the golden egg out from under the bed at noon, he remembered the existence of the invisibility cloak.

Harry had never used the invisibility cloak. After getting it, he threw it under the bed.

Harry took out the Invisibility Cloak from under the bed. Although it had been there for a long time, there was not a trace of dust on it.

There is also an unpretentious black gemstone in the drawer - the Resurrection Stone.

And the Elder Wand in hand.

Harry sat on the ground with three things placed in front of him.

Harry rubbed his hands excitedly and said to himself: "Come on, let me see what will happen if we collect the three holy artifacts, and whether we can summon the dragon."

The three objects were lying quietly on the ground. Harry looked at them quietly. The three holy objects, how many wizards' ambitions were entrusted to them, and what secrets they contained. Throughout the ages, no wizard could collect them all. Now, haha

All profits were gained.

Half an hour passed...

Nothing happened.

Harry picked them up one by one to see if they were broken.

But it's not bad.

"Is there such a step missing?" Harry had a bold idea in his mind.

He stretched out his index finger, and a small cut suddenly opened on his finger. Three drops of precious blood flowed out, and the wound healed subsequently.

Harry watched nervously as the blood slowly dripped onto the Resurrection Stone, Invisibility Cloak, and Elder Wand, and said to himself: "The artifact has its owner, how could I have forgotten this..."

The moment the blood came into contact with the Three Sacred Artifacts... nothing happened.

Blood slipped from the Three Holy Vessels and dripped onto the white velvet carpet.

Harry shouted angrily: "What a piece of shit, just eat the ashes."

He kicked the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone under the bed, then slammed the door with the Elder Wand.

Harry didn't see that when the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone returned to the dark bed, they seemed... nothing happened, hahaha... hiccup...

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Note, the last chapter was deleted again, I vomited.