Rebirth of the Harry Potter

On the second day of Christmas, all the teachers and students in the school got up late.

After all, the ball didn't end at twelve yesterday.

And Harry and the others, the latest one, because he didn't rest until about four or five this morning.

morning.

"Sister Zhang Qiu, Sister Hermione, it's okay, my brother is gone!" Astoria's panicked voice spread throughout the house.

She ran to Zhang Qiu and Hermione's room, opened the door and shouted.

She was surprised to find that her brother was in this room.

"Astoria, I didn't lose it." Harry stretched and said with a smile.

Lazily sleeping Zhang Qiu and Hermione lay on either side of him.

"Oh..." Astoria returned to her room.

She hugged Cutie upset and asked, "How do I feel that my brother treats me differently from Zhang Qiu, sister Hermione?"

Little cutie: "Meow..." (Cat language translation: How do I know this, I am a little cat.)

Another room.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu secretly opened their eyes, then quickly closed them.

"My dears, should we get up?" Harry smiled.

Hermione stopped pretending, she sat up.

Hermione's hair became messy again. She grabbed her hair and complained: "The magic quick-smoothing lotion I used originally lasted for a long time. I blame you."

"What does it have to do with me?" Harry lay down innocently.

Hermione gritted her teeth and said, "You shook my bones apart last night, you said it has nothing to do with you!"

Harry smiled shyly.

Zhang Qiu tried hard to pull the quilt to his chest, but when Ha used his palm to hold it down, Zhang Qiu had to hide his body secretly, only showing a smooth forehead and long black hair.

She hid under the quilt and said shyly: "Harry, you go out first, I want to get dressed."

Harry flicked Zhang Qiu's head.

"Hey..." Zhang Qiu cried out in pain, and his jade arm like lotus root stretched out from under the quilt and rubbed his head.

Zhang Qiu showed his head, bit her cherry lips, didn't speak, but looked at Harry with moist eyes, as if she could not bully me.

But that's the way it was, the easier it was for Harry to bully her.

Harry smiled slightly, lifted the quilt, held Zhang Qiu tightly in his arms, and put his hands in the unbuttoned pajamas very irregularly. He could clearly feel the softness of the perfectly developed breasts, and then immediately Start to knead as much as you like.

"Scum, scum..." Hermione yelled, picking up the pillow and slamming it at Harry: "It's almost noon now, you still want to do this kind of thing..."

Harry glanced at the time, and sure enough, it was already past eleven o'clock. If he went on, it would probably be night.

"Cuckoo..." Zhang Qiu made a hungry sound in her stomach, and she was embarrassed.

"Okay, we'll get up for dinner," Harry said.

"I'll help you..." Harry said kindly.

After a long time, three people dressed up and came out of Zhang Qiu's bedroom.

"It's too much trouble asking you to "help"!" Hermione said, she quickly moved away from Harry, picked up Crookshank on the fireplace, scratched its ears, and the cat groaned comfortably.

Breakfast, oh, lunch, when Helena brought out a plate of food, she always glanced at Harry, then quickly turned her head, very shy.

Harry suddenly remembered that yesterday he forgot to use the sound-isolating magic, so... Helena listened all night?

Hermione took a bite of fried eggs and asked, "Harry, what does your clue about the second project mean, do you know? I haven't seen you research it."

"I see, do you want to see it?"

Zhang Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria all looked at Harry enthusiastically.

"Let's take a look, then."

A golden egg flew out from under the bed in Harry's bedroom and into the living room.

Then a water polo appeared in the air.

The golden egg slowly opened, and a scream that made eardrum pain sounded, but the duration was very short, because...

"Gudong..." The golden egg was thrown into the water polo.

Zhang Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria took away the hand that was blocking their ears with lingering fears.

"What the **** is that?" Hermione said.

"Ah~ah~"

Suddenly a light and melodious song sounded, as if coming from a distant horizon, echoing in the room.

Those singing voices slowly sang:

Find us, where our voice sounds,

We cannot sing on the ground.

When you search, please think carefully:

We snatched your most beloved baby.

You only have an hour,

To find and take back the things we took,

After an hour there is no hope,

It has completely disappeared and will never appear.

...

Almost immediately, Zhang Qiu said: "The sound is so harsh on the ground, but in the water it becomes a nice song. Isn't this a mermaid?"

Hermione analyzed: "Listening to the lyrics means that something you value will be placed in the deep sea where the mermaid is, and will be guarded by them. Your task is to retrieve it within an hour. If you can't find it, it will Will disappear..."

"Will you put your cloak on the bottom of the sea?" Hermione guessed.

"I won't know then," Harry said.

...

An unmanned room.

Harry finally remembered what he had been vaguely forgetting.

He could actually forget about it: the legendary Three Holy Artifacts of Death had all fallen into his hands, and he hadn't studied it carefully.

When he took the golden egg out of the bed at noon, he remembered the existence of the invisibility cloak.

Harry hadn't used the cloak before, and after he got it, he threw it under the bed.

Harry took the invisibility cloak from under the bed. Although it had been left for a long time, there was no dust on it.

There is also an unpretentious black gem in the drawer-the resurrection stone.

And the old magic wand in the hand.

Harry sat on the ground with three things in front of him.

Harry rubbed his hands in excitement, and said to himself: "Come on, let me see what happens when I gather the Three Holy Artifacts, and whether I can summon the Shenlong."

The three things lay quietly on the ground, and Harry watched quietly, the Three Sacred Artifacts, how many wizards' aspirations are entrusted, and what secrets are there. Throughout the ages, no wizard has been able to collect it all, and now, Harry has it all.

Half an hour passed...

Nothing happened.

Harry picked them up one by one to see if they were broken.

But it's not bad.

"Could it be that one less step?" Harry had a bold idea in his mind.

He stretched out his index finger~www.ltnovel.com~ The finger suddenly split a small mouth, three drops of precious blood floated out, and the wound healed.

Harry watched nervously as the blood slowly dripped onto the resurrection stone, the invisibility cloak, and the old magic wand, and said to himself: "The artifact recognizes the Lord, why did I forget this..."

When the blood touched the Three Sacred Artifacts...the wool did not happen.

The blood slid down from the three holy artifacts and dripped onto the white velvet carpet.

Harry exclaimed angrily: "What shit, go ashes."

Kicked the invisibility cloak and the resurrection stone under the bed, then slammed out the door with the old magic wand.

Harry didn't see it. When the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone returned to the bottom of the dark bed, they seemed... nothing happened, hahaha... hiccups...

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Note, the last chapter was deleted again, I vomit.

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