Harry Potter Reborn

1995, the first day of the Easter holiday.

evening.

Harry's cabin.

Following her old habit, Hermione spent half a day working with Harry to create a luxurious review schedule.

Harry's eyes gradually became dull.

The densely packed words were so long that they dragged the parchment to the ground.

Hermione was flipping through the magic book on the exam subjects and adding drawings on the parchment. She muttered: "One round of review, two rounds of review, three rounds... I guess there is not enough time, so let's do this for now.

.”

Harry only felt that his body was cold, and the only thing that could bring him warmth was...the body in his arms.

So he hugged Astoria tighter.

Astoria glanced at Hermione, who was in a state of disbelief, and then at Harry: "Brother, you are so pitiful."

"Hermione, isn't it over yet? It's just an Ls exam, you're too scared."

"Hmph." Hermione glanced at Harry angrily, "You are always like this, can you take the exam more seriously... I also added a function to this parchment, which will always remind you how many days are left until the exam countdown.

, each day will reduce one day.”

Harry reached out and took the parchment into his hand.

If Hermione is left alone, who knows if supplementary plans 1, 2, and 3 will emerge.

"Is this an exaggeration? From today to the end of the exam, you have a full schedule. You don't have a day off and you have to study until late at night every night." Harry looked at the table and connected the various chapters and knowledge points.

If he showed this review note to other wizards, it would probably become something like a Bible, but he only felt pain in his head.

Hermione said matter-of-factly: "I'd rather not be so strict for the sake of you always being the first in grade. Otherwise, you would have to review until early in the morning. Don't underestimate the Ls exam."

"Hey, you're a test geek."

Harry was sure that Hermione's personality was really different from ordinary people.

Isn't the most important thing in learning magic the magic itself? Everyone is there for this purpose, right?

But Hermione always had her own idea: magic is no different from science courses such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry. Learn it, master it, apply it, and finally pass the assessment to prove to everyone that she has learned magic knowledge very well.

The teacher's approval, the envy of her classmates and even her inferiority complex are Hermione's ultimate pursuit.

Hearing Harry's words, Hermione let out a "(ˉ▽￣~)che~~" sound.

Harry said with a smile: "As long as you know how to use magic, whether it can be converted into answers written on paper is not the point. Besides, Zhang Qiuping got the first place in Ls last year, which is not the case usually.

How hard does she study?"

"Haha..." Hermione glanced at Zhang Qiu, who was sitting quietly in front of the window, and sneered: "It's true, although I often stay up late at night, it has nothing to do with studying."

Zhang Qiu: "..."

Why is it involving me? The baby feels aggrieved, but doesn't say anything.

Harry coughed dryly and patted Astoria's head: "Astoria, this Ls six-week sprint plan is pretty good, so I'll put it away for you until today next year.

Take it out and dry it, it will be just right for you to use. You have to thank Sister Hermione for all her hard work."

Astoria raised her head and blinked innocently: "Brother, is this still okay?"

Harry's smile became even warmer and he folded the parchment.

A white fur ball jumped on Astoria's lap. Astoria was so sad that she could only vent her emotions by petting the cat.

Harry stroked Astoria's hands and little cute body at the same time.

Double the joy.

Smooth, tender and warm.

The little cutie expressed dissatisfaction with the four devilish palms that stretched out to rub and pinch her noble and white body. She got into Astoria's top and kept drilling upwards. Finally, her head came out from the collar, and her body was tightly hidden.

in her clothes.

The little cutie was very proud: "Clear your identity, servant. Who allowed you to touch my body without my permission?"

Harry leaned his head against Astoria, smiled slightly, and said nothing, just letting his hand follow the little cutie's footsteps.

You are just a cat, but you really think that you are the owner of the cat. If I don’t make you feel so comfortable today, with your belly in the air and your limbs weak and pitiful, I wouldn’t be Harry Potter.

Harry stretched out his hand and accurately grasped the little cutie's soft body.

"You won't let me touch it, but I still want to touch it." Harry pressed his hands hard and said with a smile, "Does it feel good?"

This stinky cat needs a good education.

She was obviously very comfortable when being masturbated, but she still had to look arrogant and reward Harry and the others for touching her body.

Today I am going to break her nobility and make her say [she says she doesn’t need her body but is very honest], and when she squints her eyes and snores comfortably, she withdraws her hands and leaves, hehe.

Let this cat put down its pride and obediently rub his legs and pants, begging to be jerked off.

Hmm, why is this plot so evil and familiar?

Harry thought about how to deal with the little cutie, and his hands showed more power, sometimes thunder and sometimes drizzle, each with its own wonderful feeling.

"What are you talking about?" The little cutie tilted her head and meowed, "Why are you rubbing me with the back of your hand through my underwear?"

???

Isn’t it a cutie that I’m masturbating?

But besides the cute little body, what else can there be about this softness that makes people indulge in it?

The little cute body in the palm rises and falls. As time goes by, the fluctuations become larger and larger, becoming more and more hot.

It doesn't seem like it is.

The characteristic of this little cutie is that the more comfortable she is being spanked, the gentler and longer her breath will be.

Astoria's body seemed to have turned into a puddle of mud. She collapsed in Harry's arms, raised her head slightly, her face was rosy, and she answered the question with a slight gasp: "Comfortable."

"Well."

Harry retracted his hand in embarrassment and was greeted by Hermione's naked ridicule. Her eyes flickered, as if to say: "Haha, it's not night yet, this isn't the bedroom yet."

"I really didn't mean it this time, I really wanted to pet the cat." Harry defended and couldn't help pinching his nose.

A faint milky fragrance came over me...it smelled quite good.

Astoria reached out and pulled the little cutie out of her neck, threw it to the ground, turned around and sat astride Harry's lap.

The biggest characteristic of her character is that she doesn't know how to be shy and is wanton and indulgent.

Astoria was a little charming, her red lips slightly opened, and her voice was soft and waxy: "Brother..."

She threw herself into Harry's arms, and although she just called him once, the meaning was self-evident.

Behind Astoria, Hermione put down her quill, crossed her arms, and leaned on her chair.

His eyes were clearly taunting and mocking: Didn't you say it wasn't intentional? Don't do anything if you can.

Harry's hands were frozen in mid-air, and in his arms was a cute wild cat twisting slowly, but another pair of cold, beautiful eyes were staring at him.

What an old man named Mei said: As long as you are shameless, nothing can hurt you. If anything, then persist in being shameless.

Harry was finally defeated by the kindness in his heart and defeated his shame.

Whoever started the fire will put it out.

Harry picked up Astoria, put one arm around her waist and the other under her knees, and said gently: "Are you going to rest?"

Astoria's face turned red: "Well..."

Then the two of them walked to the bedroom.

Hermione gritted her teeth, you are too presumptuous.

…………

It's getting dark.

The house, which cannot be seen from the outside world, is dimly lit.

From the room where a certain big bed was located, the sound gradually became louder, then died down and became inaudible.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu looked at each other and quickly looked away.

They had been living together ever since the Room of Requirement made a change that was very understanding of Harry's and merged the two rooms into one.

No matter "whatever" they do, the three girls bear it together.

Therefore, they usually couldn't tell when they were face to face. Today, Astoria was alone with Harry, and they were embarrassed by the loudness of their voices.

Well, they wouldn't have shouted like this before.

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Seven o'clock.

Zhang Qiu placed the book on the small yellow round table by the window, stood up, and stretched lazily.

Walking up to Hermione, across the desk, she was studying seriously.

Zhang Qiu smiled slightly: "Do you want to come together?"

Hermione's face grew hot, she turned her head and snorted arrogantly: "No, I want to review!"

"Oh well."

Hermione looked up at Zhang Qiu's slender waist and the black hair that was vertical to her hips and swaying back and forth, and couldn't help but scratch her messy hair.

"Two little vixens."

The voice in my ears sounded again, lingering like a curse, making me feel upset.

ten o'clock.

Hermione woke up in a daze and realized that her book had only opened two pages.

Where's the time.

Hermione stood up angrily, her legs were so weak that she almost fell.

The living room was completely quiet.

Hermione's gnashing of teeth came from the bedroom: "Asshole, you bastard, you made my clothes sticky and wet!"

Harry shouted unjustly: "Hermione, are you still being unreasonable? I have nothing to lose, eh..."

"Hey..."

Helena passed by the door and listened for a moment.

I guess I don't need to make dinner tonight.

…………

A breeze blew the review plan on the desk.

The parchment rolled up for a moment, then fell down without strength.

He seemed to be roaring angrily: "I promised to strictly abide by the review plan! I promised to fight until dawn! Drink... tui..., scumbag man and scumbag girl."

The review plan failed on the first day.

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