Harry Potter Reborn

"At that time, a group of people, both men and women, all seniors, surrounded Wood, and Wood was in the middle."

"He said: 'I just asked him to reveal a little bit of information about Ravenclaw, such as whether they have changed members and whether the equipment has been updated. These are actually insignificant things. You know, with

It will be absolutely easy for us to defeat Ravenclaw with our strength.' Harry, I really want you to see how humble and low-key he looked when he said this."

"Later, he said with an aggrieved look: 'But who would have thought that Harry flew into a rage, pointed his wand in my face, told me to get away, and said a lot of unpleasant words. Thinking of those words, I still can't remember them.

I'm very sad. I'm really, really wronged. Although what I did may be a little bit wrong, I was also doing it for our college, but as for Harry...'Bah, he almost called you a white-eyed wolf.

That’s shameless.”

"Then, there was a very tall boy who was very excited and said he wanted to teach you a lesson."

"However, Wood held him back in a pretentious manner and said: Harry can't be blamed for this. Who allowed him to have a Ravenclaw girlfriend? He also asked them not to spread this matter. Oh my god.

, I almost jumped out from the side in anger, pointed at his nose and yelled."

"How could there be such a shameless person? I vomit..."

Harry watched in amusement as Hermione angrily imitated a scene in which Wood slandered Harry behind his back.

It is simply lifelike, vivid and vivid, fully expressing Wood's shamelessness and cunning.

"Okay, Hermione, I think I already know. Besides, I think you have a talent for acting. You can try Muggle Hollywood in the future."

Hermione sat down dissatisfied: "I don't want to go, and I don't care about becoming a big star. You know, a simple charm magic can make me the most popular female star in the world."

"Harry, are you really not angry?" Hermione was even more angry about this matter than when she was slandered by Trelawney for not having magical talent.

"Haha, angry, how could I not be angry?" Harry said with a smile.

Hermione said angrily: "Ignore you, it's always like this, as if you don't care about anything."

"Okay, I'm very angry..." Harry said quickly. He grabbed his hand and a drop of ink floated in the air, flowing into a name: Oliver Wood.

The name fell on a piece of clean parchment. The moment it fell, the name flashed with a black light that was darker than ink, and a cold breath came from above.

"Looking at how angry you are, I have to wonder if Wood has done something outrageous."

"You, what are you doing?" Hermione stammered.

Harry said nonchalantly: "Kill with curse! Tell me how you want him to die. I found a dark magic spell in a forbidden book, which is very interesting."

"You can make a person die silently, and no one can detect the traces of magic. For example, you can choose that he is killed by the explosion of a classmate's cauldron next to him when he is in potions class. You can also choose to be killed by the explosion in the care of magical creatures class.

The Poison Horned Beast was accidentally trampled to death... let's forget about this, Hagrid might have to face a lawsuit. He choked to death when drinking water, choked to death when eating, or was stabbed to death by falling glass..."

"There are all kinds of weird ways to die. There is nothing you can't think of, and there is nothing I can't do. I also gave this magic a nice name: Death is coming."

"How about it, Miss Granger, do you have any good suggestions?"

Hermione angrily snatched the parchment with Wood's name on it, clenched it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"You're really crazy."

Harry looked at Hermione's teeth and claws and smiled lightly.

As for the name thrown into the trash can, who cares?

Wood is really a lucky man, this is the closest he has been to death.

Death's scythe has been placed on his neck, and he still doesn't know anything.

But fortunately, the God of Death was just a little bored and forgot about a certain ant in the blink of an eye.

"I just want to tell you that Wood has a bad character, but he killed him without asking you." Hermione said weakly.

…

When Zhang Qiu was training, once or twice a week Hermione would go with him.

Although Hermione had many classes and heavy homework, even when she was sitting in the audience, she never forgot to open a thick book on her lap.

It was so hard and tiring, but Hermione never tired of it.

In Hermione's words, she was worried about letting Harry and Qiu Zhang stay together.

Harry was speechless.

At night, the weather gets colder and rainier, and the nights become darker, muddy, windy and rainy.

The training team members were stiff with cold, but no one complained, they all gritted their teeth and persisted.

Harry naturally didn't want his little girlfriend to not only have to train hard, but also be affected by a harsh environment.

As a result, a magic shield with a diameter of several hundred meters was formed.

It wraps the entire site and is filled with light, like it is filled with white light bulbs.

"This isn't training at all, it's simply enjoyment." One of Zhang Qiu's team members said.

The captain of Ravenclaw Quidditch said: "The most unforgettable thing for me is a heavy rain match. At that time, the rain hit me so much that I couldn't even open my eyes, and my face seemed to be torn apart by the rain. If the weather can be so good, I can definitely perform exceptionally well."

It's not that there is no large-scale protective shield magic, but that it requires too much magic power to use.

No one can afford it.

Just looking at Harry and Hermione sitting quietly high up, Harry's face was light and unburdened.

They couldn't help but guess how powerful Harry's magic power was.

When I think of the other three colleges speeding through the heavy rain, they look like drowned rats.

They feel relieved.

What is happiness? Happiness is what I have without others.

…

The dilapidated notice board used to be Filch's territory.

Some notices and prohibitions, or penalties, will be displayed on it.

Now the bulletin board has been replaced with a larger and brand new board.

The new administrator has been in office for more than a month.

Harry's guess was correct.

It's really Helena.

Thanks to Dumbledore, sometimes even Harry doesn't know what he is thinking.

Do extraordinary things.

He can even let ghosts be school administrators.

His philosophy is lofty, and teaching without distinction is the best way to describe his approach to education.

For this reason, Harry still admired him.

However, I have to say that Dumbledore's eyes are still very sharp.

Can bad old man Filch compare to the gentle and calm Helena?

Since Helena took up the job, the number of violations of school rules has decreased significantly.

Many of these people even made mistakes on purpose just to have a few more words with Helena.

To sum it up in one word: cheap.

In the past, Helena was a quiet ghost who hardly talked to anyone.

I am much more cheerful now than before, although my indifference towards others has not diminished.

I heard that there is a topic circulating among boys in school: Is there any way to marry a ghost?

Urgent, urgent, waiting online.

A group of men with strong male hormone secretion!

So Harry, who had the idea of ​​occasionally doing good deeds, wanted to help those people.

I prepared dozens of pills from Snape, named: Leg-Stretching Staring Pills.

Harry gave them to those in need for free. He hung the small bag of pills in the corner of the bulletin board and stated their purpose: One soul and body are separated, allowing you and the ghost you love to stay and fly together!

It was just that it had been there for a long time, and only one was taken away.

I heard that the person who took it was a sixth-grade student. He didn't believe that Harry really dared to put the poison there, just in case someone actually took it.

But he was not a fool either. He scraped off a layer on the surface of the black pill and fed it to his owl to try it first.

On the spot, his beloved owl turned into a puddle of smelly black water.

He threw the pill away tremblingly.

It's just that I don't know whether this is true or not.

Because no one came to Harry to ask for compensation.

One day, a transparent and graceful figure walked to the bulletin board and pinned a new piece of parchment on it.

Announcement: From the end of October, before Halloween, students in third grade and above can go to Hogsmeade to spend the weekend after submitting an application form signed by their parents.

…

Inside the auditorium.

Hermione was using a quill to draw two star diagrams assigned in astronomy class.

Harry knew that Hermione didn't like others copying her homework, so he did this.

He pushed the two pieces of paper in front of Hermione and said, "I leave my homework to you."

Look, is this something humans do?

Hermione rolled her eyes, but still brought the homework book to her.

If you don’t marry such a kind and sensible girl quickly and go home, why are you still waiting for the New Year?

In the distance, Ron's happy voice came: "My family sent a letter saying that my pet Scabbers is getting better soon and can be delivered to me before Halloween."

Then Harry laughed.

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