Harry Potter Reborn

On Saturday morning, the sky was dim.

At the bottom of the deep black lake, the giant squid that liked to bask in the sun on the lake stretched out its thick tentacles to strangle itself tightly. Harry was floating in the water, obviously holding the wand in his hand, waving it non-stop, which should have been easy.

The squid flew away, but for some reason, the magic could not be used. Panic and suffocation spread throughout the body and mind.

Despair welled up in my heart.

Harry stared at the barely visible light above his head with a pale face, and was pulled deeper and deeper by the squid. Suddenly, a trace of doubt appeared in his heart: why did he appear here?

Then, Harry woke up.

Sweating all over.

It turned out to be a nightmare.

The source of the nightmare was behind Harry, a wonderful body with jade-lotus-like arms and legs that tightly wrapped around Harry's body like an octopus, giving him a sense of oppression.

In Harry's arms, there was another black-haired woman curled up quietly.

There was a woman beside the bed, and she could never occupy Harry's side, because every time she was the one who begged for mercy first and left the battlefield - she obviously shouted the loudest in the declaration before the battle.

The three of them were all wearing thin black cloaks, hiding their best youth.

This is because yesterday's script was: three beautiful but clumsy female dark wizards caught a Muggle and wanted to do an evil experiment, but instead were teased by the clever Muggle, and gave them three "righteous"

"Punishment". (This script has never been used before, right)

Harry gently let go of Zhang Qiu, slowly broke free from the restraints behind him, and turned around.

The octopus behind realized that its prey had escaped, and sighed unhappily before stalking it again.

"Humph." Harry looked ugly, thinking I was someone else.

He used his hands and feet to secure the pink octopus.

Her eyes were slightly opened, and her vision was blurry. The girl was in a daze, and had not noticed the anger of the person in front of her. She blinked and said charmingly: "Brother..."

Harry leaned forward and began the unfinished punishment from yesterday.

"...Hmph, change your posture..."

The girl's consciousness has not yet awakened, but her body has already cooperated obediently. She lay on the bed, turned her head, and said with blurred eyes: "Is this so..."

"You...little goblin." Harry gritted his teeth.

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When the war breaks out again, Zhang Qiu and Hermione will be affected by the fish pond as expected.

The melodious music stops only at three o'clock in the morning.

Warm light shines into the room, and even thick curtains cannot block it.

"Dong...dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door, and a cautious-sounding voice said outside the door: "It's already nine o'clock. You said you would go to the Quidditch pitch today...are you still going?"

The room was very quiet. After waiting for a while, Helena was thinking about knocking again when the bedroom door opened.

Facing him was an energetic Harry.

Helena was frightened and floated back one meter.

Harry smiled and said: "Of course, you can prepare breakfast first."

"yes."

Helena followed Harry to the living room.

And in the bedroom, a sweet cry came out: "Clean up."

While having breakfast, Harry said from the bottom of his heart: "The magic of cleaning up is definitely one of the top ten must-learn spells in the wizarding world. Otherwise, our family would have to change the sheets and bedding every day, how troublesome it would be."

ah."

Zhang Qiu didn't squint, just looked at her side face, and a red cloud flew out.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry angrily and said, "You know."

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The weather is really good today.

The sky is clear blue, cloudless, the sun is warm in spring, and the wind is blowing slowly.

It is very rare to have days like this in February and March in the UK.

Harry, Hermione, and Astoria sat on the highest stage of the Gryffindor auditorium.

Hundreds of meters away, in Ravenclaw House, Harry actually caught a glimpse of Zhang Qiu and Luna sitting together, their heads touching, whispering, not knowing what to say.

Harry felt a little guilty and stopped looking over there.

Today's game is Hufflepuff vs Gryffindor.

I don’t know how Gryffindor and Slytherin accumulated such deep resentment. When they saw Gryffindor entering the stadium, Slytherin immediately let out a loud ovation, and someone also whispered the song "King Weasley".

Sing.

Even though the relationship between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor was far less bad than that of Slytherin, some people started to "boo".

Harry didn't pay attention to this. He lay on his back on the seat, looking at the light blue sky. He held a beautiful girl in his left and right hands, kneading and squeezing their soft waists.

This kind of pleasure is much better than watching Quidditch.

Hermione frowned, not because she felt a certain comfort that she was ashamed of speaking, but because of the situation.

She listened to someone in the Gryffindor auditorium yelling: "If we get defeated by Zachary Smith, I might kill myself."

Another boy said firmly: "No, I will kill him."

She leaned into Harry's ear and said with some dissatisfaction: "I really think there is a big problem with Quidditch - I mean the Quidditch match in Hogwarts. Look at the relationship between the houses because of Quidditch.

How nervous."

Although Hermione's voice was not loud, everyone sitting two rows below them could hear it.

Those people turned around and stared at Hermione with an almost horrified expression.

It seems that it is unforgivable for Hermione to blame Quidditch for the poor relations between the houses.

"Hmm." Harry thought about Hermione's words.

Hermione's words actually make sense. Although it is not 100% causal, the Quidditch match between houses is indeed exacerbating the rift between houses.

The outstanding representatives are Gryffindor and Slytherin. They are already at odds with each other, and fights between students with wands often occur. However, with the restrictions of school rules, it will not be serious.

But the Quidditch match seemed to have become a place for fighting allowed by the rules. The anger usually accumulated by the two colleges was concentrated here. No one was beaten to the school hospital.

Conflicts in Quidditch games are in full view of the public and are representative. Therefore, the worse the relationship, the more serious the conflicts in the game. The more serious the conflicts, the worse the relationship between the colleges. This makes Quidditch become a vicious cycle.

The important point.

Harry said: "Originally, it was a good thing for the school to hold Quidditch matches, which exercised the body, promoted cooperation, and strengthened communication between various colleges, but now the nature has become very bad. If it were not for the restrictions of the new Quidditch rules, it would be a good thing to watch every time

Hit the other person in the face with a wooden stick."

"You write an article about the bad aspects of the Quidditch game at Hogwarts. It should be factual, reasonable, and persuasive. It should be published on the front page of the Daily Prophet. After it sparks discussion, I will find Deng again.

Breedo can come up with an idea to manage it, after all, he can't just meddle in the Ministry of Education's affairs." Harry said casually.

Hermione said, "What do you have in mind?"

Astoria snuggled up to Harry's side, and then simply sat in Harry's arms, leaning against Harry weakly and bonelessly, and she could even hear the heartbeat of Harry's chest in her ears.

Harry held Astoria in his arms like a doll, and while stroking her smooth blond hair, he said: "There is no need to stop the game, but it will only be a competition. Don't involve the four people anymore.

College. In the future, people who sign up for the Quidditch competition from the four colleges will be mixed and mixed. They will no longer be divided into college teams, but will only be divided into four groups of teams. Each team

There are students from four colleges in each college. This becomes a pure sport. Players are like seeds. Even if there are only one or two students from each college who are good friends, the impact may be on a dormitory, a class, or a grade.

, in the long run, it will not only prevent the relationship between the colleges from deteriorating, but also play a practical and effective role in the integration of the four colleges."

"However, there must be some people who are unwilling to do this. For example, a certain Quidditch player in Slytherin particularly hates Gryffindor. How could he be willing to join the team?" Hermione said.

Harry said: "One more person is not more, and one person less is not more. Anyone who wants to play Quidditch can sign up. Can't one academy still find seven willing people?"

"Yeah." Hermione nodded, already starting to think about how to form words and sentences to write an article.

As a student of Hogwarts and a person who has personally experienced it, this article written by her is more convincing than a special reporter who does not understand the internal conflicts within the four houses.

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Harry originally thought he would just go out to relax and bask in the sun today, but he didn't expect that this game would attract him.

He was blinded by the Gryffindor goalkeeper's "wonderful performances" time and time again.

If someone interviewed Ron Weasley, what was his worst save?

Ron would probably say: "Next time."

In the first hour of the first half, Ron missed the ball fourteen times. The Quaffle passed through the hoops and made a "dang~" sound. The three hoops looked like a distorted clown face, mocking Ron mercilessly.

The color drained from Ron's face.

There is a five-minute intermission.

At the Gryffindor entrance, the Gryffindor players gathered together, seemingly discussing tactics, and then one person slammed his broom on the ground and turned around to leave.

Mrs. Huo Qi whistled.

The team members ride on broomsticks and fly into the sky.

The commentator Jordan used a magic telescope and was the first to see the changes in the team. He was surprised and said: "Gryffindor actually replaced the goalkeeper Ron at this time, and Ginny Weasley came on."

There was some commotion in the place.

Because although there are always substitutes, they often only come on when a player is seriously injured and needs to be taken off the field for treatment. People like Ron who play poorly will not replace players - it may also be that Ron plays

It was so miserable that it went beyond the bottom line.

The Gryffindor student looked at the figure of the red-haired girl and had a glimmer of hope, then died out again.

Because there is a 100-point gap between the two colleges.

How can this be made up for?

The game started again.

Ginny's performance exceeded everyone's imagination. She was so dazzling and brought the functions of a goalkeeper to the extreme.

She shuttled back and forth between the three hoops in the sky with great agility, blocking one quaffle after another.

Her performance was completely different from Ron's.

The three Hufflepuff chasers became increasingly impatient in the face of this opponent that they had no idea how to attack.

Whenever Ginny successfully blocked a ball, the little lions, who had finally gained some dignity, would shout loudly for cheers.

Gryffindor's chasers took the opportunity to score goals one after another, and the score was getting closer.

Thanks to luck and strength, Gryffindor's Seeker caught two golden snitches in half the game, which was a hundred points, and his score was once higher than Hufflepuff's.

Unfortunately, Hufflepuff's Seeker also caught a Golden Snitch and evened the score.

In the end, the game ended with Jordan screaming [Upside down golden hook! The Gryffindor goalkeeper used the upside down golden hook to defend a goal!].

Although Ginny's [Billions of Dots] show in the end shocked the whole audience, it still couldn't change the outcome of Gryffindor's defeat.

The final score was 240 to 230, with only one goal missing.

There were loud cheers from the Hufflepuff side.

Their Quidditch players watched the Gryffindor players fly to the hoop, surrounded by Ginny, and couldn't help but exhale.

“It’s a real risk to win today.”

"No, it almost capsized in the gutter."

"Fortunately, it was Ron who came on stage at the beginning, otherwise..."

The Hufflepuff players all nodded with fear.

On the Gryffindor side, everyone looked ugly and cursed.

"It's all Ron's fault, dirty words."

"How can you say such bad words?"

"If Ginny was the goalkeeper for the whole game, let alone win, at least we could beat them by fifty points, swear word."

Astoria looked up at Harry and seemed to admire Ginny who was slowly flying down. She moved up in Harry's arms like a bug, then bit Harry's lip and blocked it.

caught Harry's sight.

Harry: "Well... um..."

Hermione saw Astoria's eyes closed, her pretty face rosy, and Harry's hands covering Astoria's chest. She couldn't help but say, "Can you please pay attention to the occasion?"

Harry then raised his head and looked at Hermione with wet lips.

Hermione sensed some danger and immediately stood up.

But Harry's palm had already touched Hermione's face, lifted her chin, lowered her head, and pressed Hermione's red lips.

After some teasing.

Harry smiled and said, "How's Astoria's saliva?"

"Bah, ugh..." Hermione deliberately looked like she couldn't bear it.

Harry and Astoria looked at each other and laughed.

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