Rebirth of the Harry Potter

The first week of school is finally over.

The freshmen feel that time flies quickly, they are so curious about everything, they can't wait for Sunday to be better. But the fifth grade students facing the .Ls exam don't feel this at all.

They just feel tired every day, and some are just endless homework. At the end of the week, they can finally relax a little bit. They don’t have to think about their studies. They just want to sleep peacefully in the dormitory tower until after ten.

Harry was happy to do that. In order to cope with the heavy work, even if his wrists were sore to write and write, he would no longer modify Hermione's homework as easily as before.

In fact, he had already mastered the knowledge taught by the professors, and it was incredible to him.

But I don't know when, there seemed to be a hole in Harry's heart, and he couldn't fill it anyway.

He once asked Hermione Zhang Qiu and the others what they expected for the future.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu talked about some naive goals that seemed simple.

But when Harry asked himself, he was a little panicked to find that he was at a loss for the future. It should be said that he could make his future whatever he wanted.

Because he is already invincible.

But then his world is too boring.

If there is anything else that can make him feel calm, there are only two things, one is to rule the world, and the other is unknown magic.

To be honest, ruling the world is boring, and it is simply outrageous. It only requires magic to control the most powerful people in the world.

The moment Harry had this idea struck it out, because he thought it was so stupid.

When the world's survival and destruction are between one's mind, he will never spend a little thought to rule the earth.

As for new magic, some wizards in the magic world are keen to develop magic.

There are simple mischievous magic, and there are high-level curses that hurt Tianhe.

Harry obtained the notes and magic books left by these wizards from all over the world. Whether it was completed or unfinished magic, Harry thought that he could modify and deduce more perfect magic.

But these magics will be read by Harry sooner or later, and then there should be something to fill the bottomless hole in his heart.

It was in this mood, and under the control of the hidden meaning that Harry didn't even realize, he chose to use his busy life in fifth grade to force himself to forget something.

...

So on this slightly cool Saturday morning, Harry, who was about to reach the state of wantlessness, felt extremely heavy.

As if a heavy load was weighing on Harry's chest, his legs were also fixed, unable to move.

Before Harry opened his eyes, he was thinking: The legendary ghost press? It seems that Helena finally decided to do it to me.

The light entered his eyes and Harry could see the pattern of the room clearly.

Very familiar, but there is something wrong.

Familiar because this was originally a room in Harry’s hut. What’s wrong is because... well, this feminine room, round ceiling lights, warm-colored wallpaper, pink plush toys, clothes on hangers , A simple white desk next to the window...

Isn't this the bedroom of Zhang Qiu and Hermione?

But who knows how he got here!

He obviously slept well in another room last night, who threw him on the bed in this room.

Harry rubbed his eyebrows, very troubled.

A Qianqiansu hand touched Harry's right chest, and her master was lying on Harry's chest, her long black hair dangled, and she seemed to find that the hand feels different from day to day, so she frowned and grabbed her hand again.

Harry’s mouth twitched. Did Zhang Qiu and Hermione squeeze like this every day?

Astoria lay down, clinging to Harry's thigh, and a gleam of sparkle came out of the corner of his mouth.

Hermione, who has the most free personality, lay quietly on the other side of the bed, breathing smoothly and evenly.

Harry wanted to lift his left hand, which had been crushed unconsciously, but his arm was squeezed in a mountain that stood proudly.

Zhang Qiu felt the moment Harry moved his arm, and she turned over with a babble.

Zhang Qiu wore a lovely set of thin cotton pajamas. The two buttons on the bottom of the top were not fastened, so a corner of the shirt was folded, and the white belly below was exposed to the air.

The tight and smooth lower abdomen is unbearable to hold, and counting the third button from below, it seems that a certain piece of cloth can be seen in the line of sight. This faint picture arouses the desire to explore.

Harry was a little worried about Zhang Qiu catching a cold, so he resolutely placed his warm palm on Zhang Qiu's lower abdomen.

Then the heat was generated by friction, driving away the early morning cold for Zhang Qiu.

But Harry wasn't satisfied yet.

He tried to cross Zhang Qiu's waist with his other hand and embrace her.

Zhang Qiu felt a little uncomfortable in her back, so she stiffened her body cooperatively and put Harry's arm through.

After pressing Harry's arm, Zhang Qiu felt more comfortable, and her smile became calmer.

Harry hugged Zhang Qiu with his left hand and pulled her to his body. With his right hand, he slipped into his pajamas easily, then he picked his finger slightly, found a gap, and saw the peaks and mountains.

Zhang Qiu finally woke up after being hit by this force.

She looked at Harry with confused eyes, suspecting that he was dreaming, but the weird feeling on her chest was so real and terrifying, as if countless nasty little ants were crawling around, and she would lower her head and bite from time to time. Itching again.

Harry touched her forehead and said gently, "Good morning."

Zhang Qiu was silent for a while before speaking, "Morning...good."

"Can you stop your hand...?" Zhang Qiu looked at Harry with black pearl-like eyes, and said softly.

"No." Harry sternly refused.

Harry approached Zhang Qiu's delicate little face and took the sweetness from Zhang Qiu's ruddy lips.

Suddenly suffered an attack, Zhang Qiu's eyes widened, and he whimpered and said, "I...I haven't brushed my teeth yet..."

"It's okay," Harry said.

She wanted to push Harry away, but soon she fell into a sweet kiss, and then the clothes of the two people flew out...

Zhang Qiu is up and Harry is down.

This kind of knowledge made Zhang Qiu's shy body appear pink.

Harry supported Zhang Qiu's slender waist like a willow, causing her body to sink slowly.

"Um...huh..." Zhang Qiu seemed to cry.

...

After an unknown period of time, another girl's uncontrollable rapid breathing broke into Harry's ears.

Hermione's body never moved, but her chest was undulating, and her hands clenched her fists tightly, thinking how much she suffered physically and mentally.

The voice in her ears finally came to an end, Hermione slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She quietly opened her eyes and saw Harry put Zhang Qiu's eyes closed firmly and put the quilt on.

Harry leaned over Hermione's body, stared into her vaporous eyes, and said, "I know you don't like me and I'm sorry, so... let's start."

Harry's fingers fluttered. Although it was not magic, it was more beautiful than magic...

After a while, the sound of heaven played in the room again.

After a long, long time, Astoria, who had been quiet by the bed alone for a long time, couldn't help it anymore. She aggrieved: "Why am I the last one!"

She was angry like a little wild cat, wearing a pure white suspender dress, rushed to Harry, bit Harry's shoulder, bit Harry's lips.

...

Although the gloomy clouds obscured the sun, it is not convenient to confirm the time, but when the sun outside the window gets dimmed, everyone can see that the ink-like starry sky is about to appear.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the gray afterglow was unwilling to bid farewell to the sky.

Harry's cabin was finally completely silent.

Then the door of the room opened, and four handsome and beautiful figures came out.

"Snapped."

There was a crisp sound of glass bottle breaking, and a panicked figure.

Helena, who was swaying in the flame, stood up quickly, looked at the ink bottle that was accidentally broken, and hurriedly took out the magic wand and used it to clean it up. Then he immersed himself in the lesson plan again, as if it had been like this for a long time.

If it's normal, a few people can't say to tease Helena with words, but today, a few people have more important things.

They hugged a large cup of water and drank gulpingly, as if travellers who were dehydrated in the desert had seen an oasis that could save lives.

They have lost a lot of water today, which must be replaced.

After a long time, they felt that the symptoms of dry mouth disappeared a bit.

...

Night fell.

But the room is still bright.

The soft flame of the stove reflected in Harry's eyes as a burning flame.

Harry leaned on the solo sofa, his eyes calmly looking at the fire, his body and mind fell into a warm state, and he gradually lost his mind.

At this moment, a woman who was born with lotus step by step walked up to Harry with graceful steps.

"Master, your coffee and tea." Helena said respectfully.

"Yeah." Harry replied softly and took the black tea from Helena.

At the moment when the palm of the hand touched, Harry stopped and did not take the next step.

He stretched out his hand to pick up something, raised his head slightly, and looked at Helena.

Helena could no longer maintain her elegant temperament. She turned her head and looked left and right, but she didn't dare to look directly into Harry's eyes.

Harry smiled faintly: "Helena, did you listen to it all day... today?"

"I didn't." Helena hurriedly said, but anyone could hear her guilty conscience.

Immediately afterwards, Harry didn't tease Helena, which surprised Helena.

She couldn't help looking at Harry, who was always smiling, his eyes pure and soft, not a joke, nor a fiery gaze, but an all-inclusive peace.

"What's so embarrassing to admit?" Harry smiled slightly, took the teacup, and placed it on the small table aside.

Very naturally, he lifted Helena’s palm, and said gently: “Men’s and women’s affairs are the cleanest things in the world. Oriental theory believes that men and women are divided into yin and yang. The simplest thing is that you can't look at it with colored eyes..."

Helena looked at Harry silly.

At the table, Hermione was eating a fried steak full of high protein energy. Because after a day of "physical work", she heard Harry speak so naturally about the absurd thing that happened to the four of them today, and said, "Heh," Putting your pants on and talking is hard."

Then I realized that this kind of **** shouldn't come from my own mouth, so I stopped talking and just focused on solving the things in the disk.

Hearing Hermione's rebuttal ~www.ltnovel.com~ Harry was not ashamed.

After all, his spiritual world has been completely empty at this time, and his inner heart has never been calm and peaceful. Even if the earth is destroyed, the universe is just a matter of waiting.

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