Harry Potter Reborn

It's another quiet morning.

Harry's cabin.

"Look, I'm right, the chicken-eating competition that Snape studied is boring." Harry lay face down on the sofa, mumbling incoherently.

Zhang Qiu's breathing was a little disordered, and he wanted to push Harry to the ground.

Because Harry had his head buried in her smooth thighs at this time, the hot breath exhaled from his nose and mouth penetrated through her thin white skirt and penetrated between her legs, as if there was a fire burning and hot inside her body.

Incomparable.

Just when Zhang Qiu couldn't bear it anymore, Harry seemed to hear her voice and finally turned over,

Zhang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief slowly and calmly, and his legs that had been tense for a long time softened.

Harry's legs were straightened, his right heel resting on the instep of his left instep, his head resting on Zhang Qiu's thigh, his eyes looking straight ahead, and his nose filled with the light fragrance of Zhang Qiu's body.

Well, this angle...

What is filling my world? It makes me unable to appreciate Zhang Qiu’s beauty at all.

Zhang Qiu stroked Harry's short hair, waited for a moment, and found that Harry had calmed down. He was secretly surprised that this was not Harry's character.

She stuck her head out, and Harry's eyes moved accordingly, staring at her round chin and delicate face.

"What were you looking at just now?" Zhang Qiu asked curiously.

"It's nothing."

Zhang Qiu frowned slightly, thinking about Harry's sight just now. She lowered her head and saw the mountain scenery and Harry's teasing gaze, and her neck was suddenly dyed pink.

"Zhang Qiu, why were your body so hot just now and your heartbeat was so fast?" Harry moved his head, put his ear to Zhang Qiu's belly, and said with clear eyes, "It hasn't cooled down yet."

"You, you..." Zhang Qiu said angrily, "Shut your mouth."

As he spoke, he took a juicy red apple from the plate on the small table and stuffed it into Harry's mouth.

Harry took the apple and took a big bite with a smile on his face.

Astoria, who had been playing aside for a long time, finally came back to her senses and answered Harry's question in a sweet voice: "It's not boring."

She was like a child who discovered a new toy, studying with great interest a piece of gauze that seemed to be flowing with silver light in her hand.

For a while, it was around the body, and the lower body suddenly disappeared, and the body was floating around like a ghost. For a while, it was around the waist, as if it was cut off at the waist, and the words were written all over it... Oh, no, it was "miserable"

"The beautiful girl with the word ". After a while, it was wrapped around her head, and a brand new headless girl appeared. Looking at her back, there was still half of her blond hair sticking to her body.

This scene is as scary as it is spooky, and as weird as it is weird.

Helena's face turned pale, she tightly covered her chest with her hands, and her heart was frightened so much that it started beating wildly.

Who is the ghost?

"Hey, no, I don't seem to have a heart."

Helena put down her hands sadly, realizing this fact again, she didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

"No way, we are wearing an invisibility cloak in the Forbidden Forest. They can't see us at all and have no sense of participation. Do you think this is interesting?" Harry said.

"Wouldn't it be more interesting this way?" Astoria asked.

"Just think about it, when we were walking in the Forbidden Forest and kicked their butts, they turned around and couldn't find anyone, and their faces instantly turned pale..." Astoria chuckled.

What a mistake. Harry originally wanted Astoria to play God Mode once, so he gave up the idea of ​​joining the Duel Club. A game with no difficulty is naturally no fun.

Unexpectedly, she still enjoyed it.

Harry rolled his eyes and took a bite of the apple: "You are such a wicked person."

Astoria flipped the Invisibility Cloak back and forth and said, "Brother, I didn't expect that what has been gathering dust under the bed for so long is the rumored Invisibility Cloak. I thought it was an apron."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Apron, who wears an apron? Helena is not the only one in this family who has an apron.

She was immediately anxious. You must know that she is an innocent ghost. How could she leave her clothes under the bed of a bastard like Harry? Doesn't this mean that she has bad conduct?

She yelled: "How could you misunderstand me like this? Even if I, Helena, threw my clothes into the fireplace, burned them to ashes, and threw them out of the window, they would never land under Harry's bed."

"Really...yes." Astoria blinked her eyes and spoke in a longer voice, "Sister Helena, why are you so eager to explain? I'm just talking."

Helena's white and transparent soul was slightly red, and she muttered: "As long as you understand."

"However, I won't be able to say for sure in the future." Astoria smiled, as if to say, "No one understands my brother better than me."

"Hey, what are you silly kids talking about?" Harry said.

This time it was Astoria's turn to look at him with pure eyes: "Don't you have such thoughts? Otherwise, what do you want to do by telling us the stories of Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen, and Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian?"

"Ahem..." Harry coughed violently, as if he had choked on an apple, and hurriedly explained: "You have to understand the differences between Eastern and Western cultures. The female ghosts in the East look no different from real people, but the ones in the magical world

Ghost, look at Helena, she can't use it at all... So I really just want to tell you the story of Zhang Qiu's hometown."

"It seems so," Astoria said hesitantly: "After all, you also told the story of Bai Suzhen, but you don't have the original story of the snake. It seems that I really understood it too much."

Harry was sweating profusely. He silently glanced at the red ring on his finger, which was surrounded by a lifelike black snake. It looked just like the real thing. If he stared at the ruby-like eyes of the black snake, he even felt...

It feels like it will twist at any time.

Merlin, he really has a beautiful snake.

I can't clean it. I really can't clean it.

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"By the way, brother," Astoria looked excited as if she had just remembered something, "This is the invisibility cloak. Have you used it to do something?"

"What's going on?" Harry looked sideways at Astoria, always feeling like she was digging a hole for him.

Astoria's eyes lit up: "Do you still need to remind me? If you men had the ability to become invisible, wouldn't the first thing you think of would be to visit the girls' dormitories and girls' bathrooms?"

Harry: "…………"

"Huh? Really?" Poor Hermione, who was studying alone at her desk, had been silently enduring the noise from them, but when she heard Astoria's question, she immediately raised her eyebrows and looked directly at Harry.

Harry immediately used drastic actions to prove his innocence.

He sat up suddenly, grabbed the smiling Astoria, made her lie on his lap, with her little butt pointed upward, waved his big hands, and gave her severe punishment.

"Pa bang bang..."

He also said to himself: "You scheming little devil, when did your thoughts become so impure! I am aboveboard and upright, how could I do that kind of thing!"

"No...um..." At the first two times, Astoria still cried out in pain, but slowly, her voice became very strange, delicate and soft...

"Okay, okay, don't bully Astoria." Hermione stopped Harry with a rosy face.

She is the most sensible one. Even when Harry could not predict what would happen next, she had already clearly predicted:

If Harry is allowed to be "punished" any longer, what happened yesterday will happen again.

Merlin, she has only been sitting here for two hours. Is today's study about to end?

So in order to prevent the possibility of catching fire and burning herself, she simply blew out the small flame that had just started.

Harry lay back on Zhang Qiu's lap. Zhang Qiu raised his snow-white wrist and gently pressed Harry's temples.

Harry closed his eyes, hummed comfortably, and said, "Astoria, since you want to play with the invisibility cloak, you might as well take out the black stone under the bed."

"Summon an army of the undead and accomplish the goal that Riddle wanted to accomplish but failed to accomplish - to rule the world. I'll give you a title in advance, how about calling you the Princess of the Undead? Or the Little Witch of Darkness?"

"Bah, I'm not that interested."

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