Rebirth of the Harry Potter

May.

　　 The wind is very gentle.

　　 Harry's hut.

　　 There is a bottle of potion on the table. The bottle is so small that it can't be called a pocket too much. You can pinch it with your thumb and forefinger. If it is allowed to drink, I am afraid that a normal person will have to drink it cleanly in one sip.

　　 In the transparent glass bottle, there is a golden juice-like liquid, and a very peculiar and alluring smell floats around the house.

　　 Fu Ling Potion, also called Lucky Potion.

However, the so-called "good luck" that can be brought does not directly make the user's wish come true. In fact, it mainly refers to the various abilities of the wizard, such as social ability, perception ability, magic ability, reaction ability, and so on. A substantial improvement, so it will make people feel very satisfied no matter what they do, as if they are sheltered by the goddess of luck.

　　 Fuling Potion is one of the top potions with the most powerful magical effects. Its preparation process is extremely complicated, and it takes half a year.

　　 Harry naturally didn't have the time, energy, and mood configuration, so this precious bottle of Fu Ling was bought from Professor Snape for nothing.

　　 White prostitutes make him happy.

　　 "Is this a legendary weapon of causality?" Harry looked at the vial of potion with interest.

　　 A standard bottle allows a wizard to maintain a "lucky time" for twelve hours.

In the original plot, everyone in Harry’s camp drank a drop or two, but the effect was powerful. The spells of the enemy always flew past while rubbing their bodies. They were real masters of body strokes. .

　　 Harry gently unscrewed the cap of the vial, and a few bubbles appeared from the mouth of the bottle.

　　 Harry took a small sip, and the whole bottle went down by nearly a third. He slapped his mouth to taste the taste: "It's a bit like orange soda, but the taste part can get a high score."

　　 Harry turned his head, looked at the ceiling and the window glass.

　　 The room is very quiet, and there is no change.

　　 What is said to be the potion of Shenshui, just this reaction?

　　 Harry suspiciously picked up the Fuling potion and turned around in his hand to observe again and again: "Severus won't give me expired products, right?"

　　 Without getting the result, Harry decided to stand up and walk around to see if he could trigger the magic effect of the blessing potion.

　　 Harry walked to the bedroom and opened the door.

　　 Zhang Qiuzheng stretched out his arms and put on white underwear, showing his graceful figure.

　　 After putting down her arms, she sat on the bed and looked at Harry quietly.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "Hahaha, I really didn't mean to peek..." Harry smiled awkwardly, closed the door and walked out.

　　 Harry was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, but he opened the door plainly.

　　 It was steaming inside, and the two girls in the bathtub were laughing and playing.

　　 Seeing Harry standing at the door with a dizzy look, the brunette girl angrily shouted, "Didn't you say that you will never break in without us. Get me out!"

　　 The white mist in the air, due to the wave of magic generated by Hermione, condensed into a wall, made of countless small drops of water, and smashed toward the door.

　　 Harry stepped out of the bathroom, and the water drops on the glass door behind him, making a dull sound.

In the bathroom, Hermione ran her fingers through Astoria's dripping blond hair, her face puzzled, and she muttered to herself, "What's going on? The magic I set still exists, so why is it useless." "

　　 Since they first lived together, Harry often "accidentally" walked the wrong door.

　　 came down several times, persuading to no avail.

　　 Hermione and Zhang Qiu set a simple magic spell on the bathroom door every time they take a bath.

　　 It's easy to break the spell, but doesn't it seem a little deliberate, contradicting what Harry said unintentionally.

　　 Harry wanted to show his face after all, and since then there will be no more incidents of accidental door-breaking.

　　 But today, the curse was hung on the door, but it failed to prevent it.

　　 cast the spell successfully, but the magic failed.

　　The probability of this happening is pitiful, and Hermione is thinking about whether to buy a Chinese sports lottery.

　　 This luck, what if you get it?

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　　 Harry sat on the sofa full of thoughts, his eyes dignified holding the small bottle of golden liquid on the tabletop.

　　 suddenly took a breath.

　　 Why do you see the beautiful scenery when you open the door inexplicably? Isn't it the blessing agent at work?

　　 So scary? So...understand me?

　　 ahem............

　　 Harry felt a little unable to sit still, he shouted: "Helena, Helena..."

　　 A ghost figure flew out of the kitchen from the door of the responsive house.

　　 Helena's voice of panic, grief and anger came: "I'm just a ghost, don't you want to see me naked?"

　　 It turned out that Harry drank the blessing potion, and under the guidance of some mysterious force, he pushed the door to see Zhang Qiu and Hermione Astoria. Helena could see clearly.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Although the dress on her body is transformed by the soul, according to the principle of magic, it is impossible to be taken off inexplicably.

　　 But Helena still doesn't want to face the force majeure, who knows what strange things will happen.

　　 So the smart Helena slipped first.

　　 As long as I run fast enough, Harry's shameless thoughts will not catch me.

　　 "Hey..." Harry stretched out his hand and caught loneliness.

　　 "I just want to ask you what you have for breakfast, do you think too much." Harry said lonely.

　　 After a moment, Hermione tilted her head, wiped the wet hair on the side of her shoulder and walked out.

　　 She saw Harry contemplatively facing a bottle of potion.

　　 Hermione grabbed the glass bottle curiously~www.readwn.com~ and opened it and asked, "What is this?"

　　 After a light sniff, Hermione said, "There is a sweet smell of apple juice mixed with passion fruit."

　　 shook the bottle twice, watching the liquid inside slowly tilt and rotate in the bottle, and pink star dust-like sediments floated up.

　　Hermione, who had a huge amount of knowledge, quickly remembered a potion corresponding to a certain magic book.

　　 "Blessing potion?" Hermione asked, but she was very convinced when she remembered that her magic had turned out to be weird and useless just now.

　　Hermione smiled and said, "It's okay, what are you doing with this thing? What do you want to do?"

　　 Harry said haha: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't even think about visiting the girls' dormitory in the past."

　　 "Oh." Hermione answered lightly.

　　 She looked at the remaining potion in the bottle: "You probably drank one-third of the amount. Um, the effect is four hours. You will be at home this morning."

　　 "Ah, oh, uh..." Harry went through a psychological journey of confusion, disappointment and confession.

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　　 People who have taken blessings, if they do something, they will feel that the sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the bird is saying early and early... Doing anything is like a godly help.

　　 What if you stay quietly?

　　Then the world has already revolved around him invisibly, but he himself is not clear.

　　 Harry, who was depressed, stood in front of the window and opened the window. The sun was not dazzling, the sky was blue, there were many clouds, and the world had not changed at all.

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