Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 67 This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince

Zhang Qiu looked at the chess set that Harry placed on the table in surprise: "Where did you buy this chess set?"

While placing the chess pieces, Harry said, "I asked Hagrid to do it for me."

"It's set up, you should be able to play, right?"

"Of course, and it will definitely be much better than you." When Zhang Qiu said this, she was very confident, which was very different from her usual indifference.

Harry smiled and said: "At that moment, someone should not cry and say that he went home to find his mother."

Zhang Qiu gave Harry a cold look, which shocked Harry greatly.

Zhang Qiu leaves first.

She gave an order, and the fort slowly moved forward to the center.

Headshot.

Harry was a little surprised, thinking that Zhang Qiu didn't just understand the rules of chess.

Just like when he and Hermione played chess, Hermione made every move she wanted. After failing countless times, Hermione smartly learned how Harry made the opening move.

"Have you ever learned chess?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"No, but my father taught me. My father is very good. He used to be a member of the National Chess Academy. How about it? Are you scared?"

Harry's heart tightened. He was not a professional chess player, which meant that he could guess the last few moves of chess based on his vision. If he were an adult, as long as he had learned a little bit about chess, Harry's chances of winning would be very low.

big.

So although Zhang Qiu is still young, if she has learned a lot from her father, then the two of them are evenly matched.

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A drop of cold sweat fell on Harry's forehead. If he lost, it would be really embarrassing...

"Afraid? I, Harry Potter, have never been afraid of anyone since I was born. You'd better pray that you don't lose too badly."

"snort……"

Both of them started playing chess seriously.

Two people, you come and go, and a real battlefield is played out on the chessboard.

The chariots that perished together, the powerful horses, the soldiers who looked at death as if they were home, the roaring cannons...

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Time passed quickly, and when they heard the bell ringing, the two men raised their heads.

After sitting all morning, Harry's body was a little stiff. Harry stood up, stretched out comfortably and said, "How are you? Are you satisfied?"

Zhang Qiu was a little angry: "Maybe I can win this game of chess. Come on, let's continue playing."

Harry looked at Zhang Qiu acting like a little girl who didn't want candy, and smiled slightly.

To be honest, he was really worried that he would lose, but fortunately Zhang Qiu did not fully integrate the tactics his father gave her.

"Zhang Qiu, you are being naughty again." Harry winked at Zhang Qiu.

Zhang Qiu blushed at Harry's appearance and asked, "Who, who is being naughty?"

"What do you think? Before, I didn't know which little beauty was going to lose. She had to regret five moves, five moves..."

"It's definitely not me anyway." Zhang Qiu decided to lie to the end.

Although she felt a little uncomfortable because she had failed so many times, she still felt sweet because she heard Harry compliment her on her beauty. Of course, she would never show it on her face.

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"I didn't expect that the whole morning would go by like this. It feels like I didn't do anything." Zhang Qiu put the chess pieces into the box. This scene was like a gentle little wife.

Harry smiled and said: "Merlin seems to have said: "When you are with the person you like, time will speed up." You actually want to say this, right?"

Zhang Qiu picked up a chess piece and threw it at Harry, saying, "That's what you want to say!"

Harry reached out to catch it and put it on the chessboard.

"It feels like I've just finished breakfast and then have lunch. If I keep spending this month like this, it will be really boring." Harry sighed.

Zhang Qiu also nodded. Although she didn't object to reading all the time, she wouldn't refuse if it could make her life more interesting.

Harry clapped his hands: "By the way, I haven't gone to get that book yet!"

Zhang Qiu asked: "What book is it?"

Harry smiled mysteriously: "Let's go eat first, and you'll find out in the afternoon."

Zhang Qiu nodded doubtfully: "Okay."

If Hermione saw Harry like this, she would definitely say: "Damn smile."

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Zhang Qiu's face turned red, he looked around guiltily, and whispered, "Why do you want to use my spoon?"

Harry took a mouthful of pumpkin soup with a spoon, tasted it gently, then took the spoon out of his mouth and said, "What do you mean, mine dropped on the floor."

The tone seemed to be natural.

"But isn't there an unused set of cutlery next to you?"

"I feel dirty," Harry explained.

Zhang Qiu fainted, and she threatened: "I tell you, I have AIDS."

Harry smiled slightly, took another sip of soup, and said nonchalantly: "That's just right, let's go together."

Zhang Qiu felt that it was better not to discuss this topic with him, because no matter how he looked at it, he would be at a disadvantage.

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After the two of them finished eating, Zhang Qiu asked: "What book are you talking about? Isn't it in the library?"

"Yes, just follow me."

Harry glanced at Snape, who was expressionless, and left the auditorium.

"Are we going... to the basement?" Zhang Qiu said, looking at the very familiar road.

"Um."

If it wasn't for Snape's Potions Notes, Harry wouldn't have come out at this time. His ears felt like they were about to freeze off.

But looking at the thick white snow in the yard, Harry put his hand in front of his mouth, took a breath, and suggested: "Zhang Qiu, let's build a snowman tomorrow morning."

"Okay!" Zhang Qiu was very excited about this suggestion.

The two people walked to the dark basement. It was even colder here than outside because several pieces of glass were broken and the cold wind blew in from somewhere.

Seeing the dark basement and the bottles and jars of animal parts, Zhang Qiu couldn't help but move closer to Harry.

Harry walked straight to the corner cupboard. The cupboard was dirty, the glass surface was sticky, and there were many old textbooks piled inside. When Harry opened the glass, he was greeted by a musty smell.

Zhang Qiu coughed twice.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, it's just that the smell is too unpleasant." Zhang Qiu said, covering his nose.

"Is the book you are looking for right here?"

"Yeah, but it looks like it's going to take a while."

"I'll come too. Which book are you looking for?"

"A potion notebook, which contains many of the owner's own opinions. The name should be Half-Blood Prince."

"Half-Blood Prince? It feels like this person is half and half."

"You are really smart!"

"Ha ha."

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Harry used his wand to place them on the ground.

The two began to squat down and search. Because it was too dark, Harry had to use fluorescent flashes to illuminate it.

Halfway through the book, Harry opened another book called "Advanced Potion Making". His first impression was that it was very dirty. The contents of the book were darkened by ink, but luckily the annotations could still be seen.

And there are dense annotations on almost every page.

Harry saw a line of very small words at the bottom of one of the pages.

It says: This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince.

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