Harry Potter Reborn

Gryffindor Quidditch practice is over.

Seeing that the players were about to leave, Harry spoke.

Harry was sitting far away from them, but under the influence of magic, the voice rang clearly in their ears.

"Ginny, I have something to tell you, so don't leave yet."

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"Wow." Angelina and the three girls exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Ginny's face turned red.

"It's definitely not what you think. Come on, come on, don't stay here anymore." Ginny didn't want her unscrupulous friends to eavesdrop on their conversations with wide eyes and ears.

"Oh, that's too much. This hasn't even started yet. Why should we keep it so secretive?" Aaliya pretended to be pitiful.

"I'm afraid that if this normal thing is seen and heard by you, and then spread out, it will have dozens of meanings." Ginny said angrily.

"Okay, why don't we leave? I won't watch you look so stupid because you are so fascinated by Harry." Katie teased.

"You..." Ginny stared, but they were already laughing, riding their brooms and leaving in neat tracks.

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Ginny was very nervous. She descended slowly. She was worried that if she landed in front of Harry too fast, she would be in a mess, with her hair scattered and clothes flying around. If the sand on the ground was thrown into Harry's face, what would happen?

Worse.

At this time of landing, Ginny's mind began to race. What did Harry come to see me for?

Could it be that he really wants me to be his girlfriend, but...he already has three of them? Or is it that he has already separated from the three of them for me?

In this case, how should I respond to him? Should I agree immediately, or pretend to think about it and reply to him tomorrow? But what if Harry mistakenly thinks that he is declining him politely?

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Also, what’s a nice name? I’m talking about girls, um, Talenis Potter... I don’t know if Harry likes it, but for boys, he can be called Daniel...

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Harry raised his head slightly, his face calm, and he was also thinking about a question.

Who was the last person riding on a broom, floating above his head, looking down at him with a stupid face?

It's that boy Malfoy.

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"Can you come down a little further?" Harry suggested.

"Oh, ah!" Ginny, who was distracted, finally came to her senses and realized what a big mistake she had made. She had ignored Harry for so long, and Feiling seemed so disrespectful to him in the air.

Lost in concentration, her magic power failed to stabilize the broom for a moment. The flying broom suddenly trembled violently, and then she flicked Ginny to the field, and then the flying broom also fell weakly into the sand.

Ginny jumped down to hit Harry. Harry was startled and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Paji"

Ginny hit the ground, face down.

She stood up slowly, her face red, half from the fall and half from embarrassment.

There were a lot of sand stuck to her fair and rosy face, and there were also some between the eyebrows and hair.

"I..." Ginny seemed to be about to cry, bending over and patting the dust on her clothes.

Harry threw a "clean up" spell casually and helped Ginny clean it up.

"Thank you... thank you..." Ginny lowered her head and kept patting her clothes with her little hands, which seemed to be really dirty.

Harry wanted to remind Ginny that her clothes were already clean, but after all, he had read too many books on the psychology of witches. The moment before he opened his mouth, he felt it was inappropriate, so he shut up, praising his high emotional intelligence in his heart.

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What did I want to say to Ginny?

Oh, yes, I remembered it.

Harry looked down at Ginny who was looking down at her feet (matryoshka dolls are not allowed), and thought of the many times he had seen Ginny working hard recently, and asked: "Ginny, do you really want to win? You will end up with Ravenclaw."

Law’s Quidditch game.”

Ginny raised her head and looked at Harry in surprise. She didn't expect Harry to ask this question. She thought...

She really misunderstood.

Ginny pursed her lips, really thought about the problem carefully, and then said: "If we win, then the Ravenclaw students will be sad..."

Ginny had just joined Quidditch not long ago, and she hadn't fully understood the meaning of competition. She even worried about her opponents because of her good intentions.

"...But do we have to lose? How can we deserve the sweat left by our training..." Ginny said slowly, "So, I just don't want to lose..."

The best option was a draw, naive Ginny thought.

"Very good." Harry smiled, "Do you want to have a method of absolute victory?"

"Is there such a way?" Ginny couldn't believe it.

"Yes, do you want it?"

"I definitely want it." Ginny said urgently.

Harry took out a small glass bottle, which contained more than half of some kind of golden potion.

"Is this?" Ginny didn't understand what Harry meant at all. She looked at the glass bottle and then at Harry.

Harry said: "This is the elixir, you should have heard of it..."

As soon as the name of the elixir came out, Ginny's face began to stiffen, and the shy look in her eyes gradually faded away.

But our idiot protagonist didn't notice this at all.

"What do you mean? I don't quite understand." Ginny looked a little pale.

Harry really thought that Ginny didn't react, so he elaborated: "Elixir of Fortune can make people lucky. If you take it during a competition, it will be easy to win the competition."

"You want me to drink it?" Ginny said every word, her eyes turning red.

"What's wrong with this?" Harry asked cautiously.

He originally thought Ginny would be very happy, but this reaction didn't seem right.

Why are you crying?

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"Pah, pah"

There are two small pits in the sand layer with very fine particles.

It wasn't rain falling from the sky, it was tears falling from my chin.

"I understand, it turns out that in your heart, I am this kind of person."

Ginny's voice was slightly choked, and how could she describe the changes in her eyes? They were probably sad, disappointed, lost, calm, and finally indifferent.

"What do you understand? Why don't I understand anything?"

Ginny's eyes were red, but she looked at Harry calmly and said, "I feel like you mean well, but I don't need it."

"Okay." Harry took his hand back simply.

There's no way around it, Harry just has such a decisive personality.

It was only when he saw how hard Ginny was that he remembered the remaining Felixir at home. He had taken the Felixir before, but it had no use other than allowing him to see his naked body. But it was like he didn't drink the Felixir.

It can be done. So I want to use it to help Ginny realize her wish.

But since Ginny didn't need it, he wouldn't give it away.

In fact, it's not bad to taste two sips of sweet and sour apple juice, but it's a bit expensive, and one sip is equivalent to a firebolt.

But fortunately, it was Professor Snape who should feel sorry for him, and Harry felt much relieved when he thought of this.

Ginny turned around and walked away expressionlessly while holding her flying broomstick.

Just when Harry thought it was over, Ginny suddenly strode back.

Finally showing a trace of anger, he forcefully snatched the potion from Harry's hand and shouted: "Give it to me!"

Then, he left without looking back.

Harry looked down at his empty palms, shook his head and said in confusion: "You robbed my things, and you're so arrogant. Besides, don't you want it?"

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When I returned to Harry's cabin, I met Zhang Qiu and Hermione and told her about this matter. (Thinking of this, I asked the county magistrate and the prefect to say this)

Hermione immediately looked at Harry as if he were an idiot.

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