Harry Potter Reborn

night.

The Great Hall of Hogwarts was still noisy, with songs and wizards talking.

But it couldn't reach Harry's cabin.

They went to bed early tonight.

In Harry's bedroom.

Astoria lay in Harry's arms and asked curiously: "Brother, what were those people doing just now?"

"Which people?"

"It's the man in the rose bush."

"What do you think?" Harry smiled.

Astoria said: "I think they were dueling, because as soon as they heard what their brother said about Professor McGonagall coming, they ran out in a hurry. They must be afraid that Professor McGonagall would punish them."

"Hahahaha..." Harry laughed.

"Isn't that right?" Astoria said.

Harry said: "No, you will know later."

"oh……"

"Sleep, sleep..." Harry's fingers touched Astoria's smooth forehead, and the light flickered. Astoria, who was still awake just now, slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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Hermione and Cho Chang's bedroom.

The two girls were almost asleep.

Zhang Qiu suddenly felt the bed sinking, as if someone was pressing down on her, and she almost screamed.

Zhang Qiu grabbed the edge of the quilt with her hands and was about to lift it up to see what was going on. The sound in her ears made her body freeze up and she did not dare to move at all.

"Harry... why are you here! Get out quickly!" Hermione lowered her voice in embarrassment and said, "Zhang Qiu is still around."

Although he didn't see Harry's face, Zhang Qiu was sure that Harry was smiling. Harry said: "Don't panic, I have already used Maleficent to make Zhang Qiu fall asleep."

Hermione seemed to be relieved, but then said: "What are you doing here? What if Zhang Qiu wakes up? Then how can I be embarrassed to see her?"

"Because I miss your body." Harry said bluntly.

"You...you, what are you talking about?" Hermione said in a panic.

"I think I can endure it very much. It's been half a year since we were at the Leaky Cauldron. The young man, Zhimu Shaoai, can endure it to this extent. Even I admire myself."

"So...don't you miss me?" Harry's soft voice seduced Hermione.

"I...I didn't!" Hermione had no idea how unsteady her voice was.

"Then why didn't you resist my hand at all?" Harry chuckled.

"Harry...um..." Harry's hand wandered around somewhere on Hermione's body, causing Hermione to tremble slightly.

"Don't...ah..."

"Zhang Qiu, Zhang Qiu..." This was the last moment of clarity for Hermione on the mourning platform, and she had to worry about Zhang Qiu's existence.

"It's okay, she doesn't know anything," Harry whispered.

Zhang Qiu doesn't know, Zhang Qiu is asleep, Zhang Qiu doesn't know how Harry bullies you... It doesn't matter... This idea began to take root in Hermione's mind.

Slowly, her hand to restrain Harry became weaker and weaker.

I was forced by Harry, and I didn't resist because I was worried about waking up Qiu Zhang...Hermione found reasons for her deepest desire.

Harry seemed to laugh.

It took him a few seconds to skin Hermione into a little lamb.

"Hermione..." Harry called Hermione's name, and then there was the sound of kissing lips and teeth, and the sound of "um hum" coming from Hermione's nose.

All these sounds rang in Zhang Qiu's ears and shocked her heart.

She was very confused and wanted to shout loudly. She was still awake, but how could she speak in this situation?

But didn't Harry say he used magic to put me to sleep? Did the magic fail?

Zhang Qiu could only hide his head under the quilt, hold the corner of the quilt tightly with his hands, and dare not move.

Soon, Hermione's voice became high-pitched and loud, and she completely forgot about Zhang Qiu.

An itchy feeling grew in Zhang Qiu's heart and spread throughout his body.

Unknowingly, Zhang Qiu followed the two men's breathing and moaned that only he could hear.

After an unknown amount of time, with Hermione's last feeble shout, the room became completely silent.

Zhang Qiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and then found shyly that his underwear had become cold, as if it had been soaked in water.

She secretly prayed that Harry would leave quickly so she could change her clothes.

But what made her body tense was that a hot body suddenly leaned towards her.

Obviously Zhang Qiu couldn't see anything, but she could feel Harry's bright eyes looking up at her.

"What does Harry want to do? Why doesn't he leave yet?" Zhang Qiu thought nervously.

A pair of hands reached into the quilt and grasped Zhang Qiu's fisted palm.

Zhang Qiu didn't know whether she should continue to clench her fist, or pretend to sleep and let Harry pry her hand away.

Harry slowly opened Zhang Qiu's palm, and then clasped their fingers tightly together.

"Your palms are sweating so much..." Harry leaned over and whispered in Zhang Qiu's ear.

Zhang Qiu closed his eyes tightly without any reaction, as if he was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

Harry chuckled lightly and blew a breath into Zhang Qiu's ear: "Do you know, I didn't actually use magic to put you to sleep at all."

Zhang Qiu opened his eyes suddenly, his black and white eyes were like two cold stars in the dark night, looking at Harry.

His eyes were full of shame and grievance, and in an instant they were filled with mist.

"You bastard..." Zhang Qiu shouted, the first two words were very loud, but she heard that Hermione was just sleeping beside her, and the third word was much quieter.

Harry hugged Zhang Qiu tenderly and said, "Zhang Qiu, I like you..."

"Hmm..." Zhang Qiu's heart trembled.

"So, is that okay?" Harry put his hand from Zhang Qiu's flat belly into his clothes.

"Hmm..." Zhang Qiu responded in a daze.

After what happened just now, Zhang Qiu's body felt like a ripe apple.

Harry just touched her skin, and Zhang Qiu's defense immediately collapsed.

Harry pressed down on Zhang Qiu, kissed Zhang Qiu deeply, and then started to move his hands.

"Will it hurt?" Zhang Qiu's voice was as small as a mosquito.

"It will only take a moment, and I will try to make you forget this pain as soon as possible..."

"Well..." Zhang Qiu always cooperated with Harry, raising his head, chest, legs...

…

"Ah...it hurts..." Zhang Qiu frowned deeply and looked at Harry with tears in her eyes.

Harry kissed Zhang Qiu's brow and said, "Don't be nervous, relax..."

"Well..." Zhang Qiu was very obedient.

After a while, the slightly silent room remembered the beautiful music again, which was played by another girl.

Hermione, who had fallen asleep because she had lost all her strength, was woken up by the increasingly louder sounds in her ears. She didn't want to move a finger.

Hermione spent a lot of energy before turning her head to look at the other side of the bed, where two figures were entangled.

Hermione grabbed Harry's left arm, put it in her mouth, and took a bite: "Uh-huh..." She didn't know what she was cursing, but she stared at Harry.

Harry turned his head to look, smiled slightly, and raised his hand to rub Hermione's hair.

Hermione was so sleepy that biting Harry was her last bit of strength. Then, she snorted and closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

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