On Sunday morning, Harry was half-asleep and felt an itch in both ears.

One is with a numb pain, and the other is a slippery and moist feeling

When he opened his eyes, it turned out to be Astoria and cutie licking his ears.

Cutie crouched down beside the pillow, as if she thought Harry's ears were a good thing, and Astoria must have found it funny, so she leaned over Harry's other side and took Harry's earlobe in her mouth, biting it around.

Annoyed, Harry rolled over and pressed Astoria under him: "It's early in the morning, disturbing people's sleep, how should I punish you?"

The little cutie stretched out her cat's paw and scratched her head, wondering why the owner didn't play with me?

Astoria was not scared at all, grinning, and craned her neck and pursed her mouth, deciding that Harry would not punish her.

"Alright then, that's it. Harry said, then lowered his head and kissed Astoria on the pink lips.

By the time Harry and Astoria went out, her lips were red and swollen.

Their hard-working, hard-working, and unrequited beautiful ghost chef Helena is bringing a prepared breakfast to the table.

She smiled and said, "Today's breakfast is a combination of Chinese and Western." ”

Astoria looked curiously at the food on the table that she hadn't seen before.

Helena said, "This is the eight-treasure porridge, this is the xiao long bao, and the egg tart, the slices of custard bread, and the butter toast omelette. ”

"How about you taste xiaolongbao, if you like the taste, I'm going to make soup dumplings tomorrow." ”

Astoria picked up a small steamed bun and took a small bite lightly, her eyes lit up: "Wow, this xiaolongbao is delicious." ”

"What smells, so fragrant?" Hermione and Zhang Qiu were already dressed and walked out of the room.

Zhang Qiu's eyes lit up, she hadn't eaten such a breakfast for a long time.

Although Zhang Qiu and Hermione couldn't wait, they still went to wash up first.

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After breakfast, Harry suggested going outside.

"Why, it just rained yesterday and it's cold today. Hermione said.

Harry paused and said, "The evil fire I got up in the morning hasn't gone down yet, can you help me?"

Zhang Qiu looked down at Harry, his face flushed.

Hermione felt that this place was so unsafe, and she stammered, "Alright then, let's go down quickly." ”

Soon, they were on the lawn that stretched out towards the lake, where Durmstrang's giant ship was moored and cast a black reflection in the water.

It was indeed a cold morning, especially the chill by the lake, and in a few moments, the temperature in Harry's heart dropped.

They stopped by to see Hagrid.

Hagrid's cottage has been rebuilt and used to be just a small, low, dilapidated house with only one room. The house is not perfect now, but it is much better than before, with a clean and tidy exterior and a smell of new wood.

Doubling in size, with two rooms and a raised roof, Hagrid didn't have to worry about not being able to straighten up inside the house.

When Hagrid saw Harry, his dark eyes were full of worry: "You're only fourteen years old, how can you ......?"

Others don't know what the game is about, doesn't he know yet, it's to face the dragon, in case something happens......

He thought for a moment and said, "Harry, you know ......."

His mouth was suddenly firmly closed, and it was clear that it was not under his control.

After a while, Hagrid returned to normal, and he smiled helplessly: "This is all your ghost suggestion, I can't tell you what the game will be." ”

Harry said, "There's a little bit of confidence in me, it's all the same anyway." ”

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Hufflepuff House has always gotten along well with Gryffindor House, but lately it has become a bit cold.

They stubbornly believe that Harry shouldn't have been chosen as a Warrior, or else the halo would have been on their Hufflepuff Champions.

However, they were the only ones in the house who thought so, and even the Slytherin students thought that Cedric Diggory had robbed Harry of a little of his brilliance, a blemish in the crown.

Ah, why did Slytherin's attitude towards Harry change?

Not surprisingly, when Voldemort's death made world headlines, when all the Death Eaters and other Dark Wizards who were in hiding quickly disappeared, when their parents, who were once members of the Death Eaters and later joined the Ministry of Magic, were severely warned by Minister Dumbledore, they were much more honest.

Even their parents told them not to treat Muggle-born wizards so badly at school, because times had changed, and the old pure-blood families were no longer a bright title, and there was no real role anymore.

Presumably, their parents must have burst into tears of sadness when they said this, and at the same time cursed "old thief Dumbledore".

The days passed.

One afternoon during Potions class, Harry used the Half-Blood Prince's note-taking method to make Professor Snape's potions as quickly as possible.

Harry deliberately raised his hand and said, "Professor, I've done it, you can take a look." ”

The rest of the room looked at Harry enviously, then at the strange lump in their own cauldron, and burst into tears. Neville accidentally dropped the Brimstone into the cauldron, and the potion inside exploded.

Snape glared at Neville fiercely, deducting Gryffindor twenty points, and then reluctantly moved to Harry's side.

Lying quietly in the pot was a clear and transparent potion, with the right concentration, and small magical stars burst out of the pot.

It's a flawless finished product.

Snape said disgustedly, "Barely pass, but ......"

"I think you're very good at mixing potions. ”

Harry was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Snape to be thicker than he was.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the underground classroom.

It was Harry's little fan, Colin Creevey, who cautiously flashed into the classroom, smiled at Harry, and walked towards Snape's podium at the front of the classroom.

"What's the matter?" asked Snape impatiently.

"I'm sorry, Professor, but I'm here to tell Harry Potter to go upstairs. Colin Creevey said fearfully.

Snape's eyes fell from his hooked nose to look at Colin, "Potter has an hour of Potions class, and he'll go upstairs after class." ”

Colin Creevey said nervously, "Professor, it was Mr. Bagman who asked him to go, and all the warriors have already arrived, except for Harry Potter." ”

Snape snapped, "Why can't you wait a while if it's so urgent?"

Colin Creevey said, "It looks like the Daily Prophet is going to take pictures and publish the newspaper, and they are all waiting for Porter. ”

Snape sneered, "It seems that my guess is correct, everyone is watching this tournament, and you, Harry Potter, are so famous, I would be surprised if the Daily Prophet didn't publish an article about you participating in the tournament." Okay Potter, you can show off again......"

Harry took Snape's words as a compliment, and said with peace of mind, "Of course, I'm the main character, and I'm going to get the perfect picture from the best angle, Professor, would you like to give you a copy of tomorrow's Daily Prophet?" with my autograph." ”

Hermione kept her head down, lest Professor Snape see her uncontrollable smile.

Snape's face turned pale, and he yelled, "Get out of here, take a picture of you!"

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