Harry Potter Reborn

The outside of the auditorium became crowded again, and students gathered in small groups all the way to the dormitories of their respective colleges.

Everyone has an excited expression on their face, and they are whispering about various things, such as what strange things they saw during the summer vacation, and what magic they will come into contact with this year... It is estimated that many people will have trouble falling asleep tonight.

Harry, Hermione, and Astoria walked up the marble stairs. The path they took was very clear and they couldn't see anyone else at all, because their destination was the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

Their steps were a little slow, as if they were waiting for someone, and soon there was a sound of brisk footsteps behind them.

Zhang Qiu chased after him.

After entering the cozy Harry's cabin, warm lights were on in the room, and even the fireplace was lit with flames. Although it was a rainy night and raindrops were pattering on the glass, the room was as warm as spring.

There is a ghost in the room.

Helena was sitting at the desk next to the fireplace, with books half a meter high stacked on her left hand side, as well as many old books spread out with bookmarks between them. Her transparent figure seemed to turn light red under the light of the fire.

Astoria cheered and jumped onto the couch in the living room. She hadn't been back for more than two months. She missed the feeling of staying here very much.

Zhang Qiu and Hermione returned to their rooms, but the things in their luggage had not been packed yet.

The little cutie and Crookshanks jumped up and down, using some objects as cat stands, then jumped above the fireplace, each found a place, lay down, and swung their little tails around.

Harry walked around the long desk and glanced at the titles on the side of the book Helena borrowed: "A History of Magic," "The Evolution of the Dragon," "Starting with the Migration of the Giant Clan,"

"Important Meeting of Medieval Wizards"...Why are you suddenly interested in history?"

Helena said: "When I woke up and realized that I had missed so much time, I could only read the history books again to fill in the gaps in my memory."

"Then why did you suddenly think of applying for a professorship?" Harry walked up behind Helena and put his hand on Helena's shoulders very considerately, as if giving her a massage to relax her.

Helena couldn't see Harry's expression, but felt that Harry's voice was a little cold.

She couldn't help lowering her head and said: "I didn't have this idea originally. I decided to make up the history of magic last spring. Unexpectedly, Professor Binns was fired before the summer vacation today. During the summer vacation, I saw many wizards coming.

I had a sudden idea to apply for this position, so I recommended myself to Principal McGonagall. Unexpectedly, Principal McGonagall really took it seriously. After she examined me, she decided to choose me."

"I see...you don't want to leave, do you?" Harry said softly.

"What? Where to go?" Helena turned back suddenly, with a look of astonishment on her face.

"Of course you are leaving this "devil's cave" where you are now. If you become a full professor, it will be different from the administrator. You will have your own separate room. It's not like here. Not only do you have to prepare meals every day,

Serve us like a nanny and have to deal with me

You will go through various hardships, transform into stewardess outfits, nurse outfits, maid outfits and other clothes that make you feel ashamed, and occasionally you will be teased by your landlord. It is not an exaggeration to think that you want to leave here, it should be said that all serious ghosts will choose this way.

"Harry analyzed it seemingly very kindly.

"No, no..." Helena suddenly said eagerly: "I don't have this idea."

Her expression seemed extremely aggrieved.

"I just saw the recruitment and wanted to give it a try. I don't have any other ideas. If you don't like it, then I... will refuse the job to Principal McGonagall." Helena seemed to have made up her mind.

Harry smiled: "That's not necessary, it seems I misunderstood, so..."

"You don't hate preparing food for us?" Harry's eyes sparkled.

"Of course not." Helena couldn't help but smile. She was sensitive to the fact that Harry's mood suddenly became very good, which made her feel relaxed.

"So, it will be no problem even if I change into a bunny girl costume next time?" Harry said with a smile.

"Um...ah, this...isn't the same thing." Helena said in a low voice with a shy face.

"So, you actually like me teasing you, right?" Harry said.

"...How can there be..." Helena's voice was almost lower than the buzz of a mosquito.

Harry raised the corners of his mouth, ran his fingers across Helena's cold and pretty face, lifted her chin, and continued downward with his fingers. With a slight movement, he got into the aristocratic lady's clothes with loose collars, and landed on a certain patch of turbulent waves.

There are circles drawn on it.

Helena's body trembled and her cheeks twisted aside: "Don't..."

Her pink soul body makes people imagine how seductive Helena would look like if one day she truly had a body of flesh and blood.

Helena was so shy that she took out the bad hand that had fallen a little further, then plunged into the wall and disappeared.

"Hey, isn't it obvious that you want me to bully you?" Harry sighed, picked up the little cutie in his arms, and stroked it gently.

The little cutie opened her eyes and didn't resist, letting the cold hands use her body to warm up.

"Astoria, be careful of catching a cold, it's time to rest." Harry said, and then walked to the bedroom.

Astoria, who was about to fall asleep, got up from the sofa, ran into the room in a daze, and fell on the soft bed. She turned over and got under the quilt. When she saw that Harry had just walked in, she

He opened the quilt next to Harry's bed, patted the empty bed, and said charmingly: "Come here."

Harry shook his head: "Astoria, you are still wearing your school uniform."

Astoria looked very sleepy. She yawned and stopped Harry who was about to turn on the light: "Brother, stop turning on the light. Please help me take off my clothes. I don't want to move a finger right now."

Already."

Harry said helplessly: "Little girl..."

Then, with Astoria's cooperation, she stripped her naked and threw her clothes on the ground without even bothering to put them away. Astoria pinched the little cutie's neck and lifted her from Harry's chest to her back.

Then he threw himself comfortably into Harry's arms, with a sweet smile on his lips.

Little cutie: "..."

There was no desire in Harry's heart, only love.

He closed his eyes and stroked Astoria's blond hair to her smooth back, over and over again, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

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