I'm a fan of the Harry Potter series, and I once went to her aunt's house for dinner with a female classmate at the same table, and I saw the news that "The Half-Blood Prince" was about to be released with her nephew on the Internet. The two of us were a little excited about this news, and the little nephew of the post-00s on the side was confused. Yes, Harry Potter is the memory of our generation. We grew up with the little protagonists and their actors. When the first Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone was released, we were both in elementary school. At that time, the school specially organized us to walk to the cinema and watch movies together. It was also at that time that I became a "Harbin fan". After watching the movie, I went to borrow a book and watched it several times.

Ms. Rowling opened up a magical world like no other, and Hogwarts became the school of our dreams. When you see a broomstick, you want to ride, and when you see a short wooden stick, you think it's a magic wand. I still remember the mantra "Wingardium Leviosa" vividly. So later, the "Harry Potter" series is not only a movie for us, but also a feeling.

At that time, I always felt that it was a little weird to go to the movies alone, so I invited my female classmate at the same table to go with me, and she was also a fan of Harbin and immediately agreed.

We had a weekend appointment, but I had a class on Saturday morning, so she came to my school and waited for me to go with me after class. She was an acquaintance of mine at Imperial College, and there was nowhere else to go, so she went to class with me. For the first time that day, I didn't make it to the first row, but picked a place a little farther away from the teacher, and the 90 minutes of the two classes passed quickly anyway, I went to my class, and she wrote her homework. Of course, my roommates knew about it, and no gossip escaped their vicious gaze. Even they regarded the fact that I went to eat at the aunt's house of a female classmate at the same table as an act of meeting my parents, and also coined a term called "aunt-in-law". Eric and Lin Ye always throw lewd glances during class, after all, taking a girl to class and then going to the movies must be reported to the other people in the dormitory first, and it is more troublesome to hide it.

The classmates also quickly noticed the abnormality, and there was an extra girl sitting next to me in the class during the class, and they soon became interested in her identity. But after all, it's still in class, and everyone just looks at me, and they don't ask me so directly. The teacher should have long been accustomed to this kind of "skipping class" situation, and did not feel any surprises at all, and it was still the same as usual.

After class, we went for a brief lunch and then went to the movies. Because we have a student ID, the ticket price is very affordable. While we were watching the film, Eric sent me the address for dinner, which we had already planned. When I told them that I was going to watch a movie with my female classmates at the same table, they immediately began to send me all kinds of "assist" plans like chicken blood, and finally finalized the dormitory big friendship No. 1 battle plan. According to the plan, I persuaded her to have dinner with me with the lame but direct reason that "my roommates want to get to know you, and you're alone when you go back to school anyway". After the movie, we came to the hot pot restaurant carefully selected by the squad leader Da Biao, Eric and wawa, Lin Ye and his girlfriend, Da Biao squad leader and his girlfriend and Mr. Liu They are all there, except for Lao Zhao. After repeated invitations, Lao Zhao still preferred to stay in the dormitory.

After a brief introduction, everyone began to eat meat and vegetables, and I would not stir up the atmosphere, and the scene fell into silent embarrassment for a while. Fortunately, with Lin Ye here, he kept creating topics, and with Mr. Liu as the target of concentrated firepower, the atmosphere gradually became active. After two beers, my tongue began to round and I talked more. During the banquet, Lin Ye and the others also intentionally or unintentionally created various opportunities for me, and their words were full of matchmaking. The female classmates at the same table with high emotional intelligence naturally understood what they meant, and they smiled politely every time, which was enough to give me face. Later, she left early, and when I sent her downstairs, they threw all kinds of obscene looks. I insisted on sending her back, but she politely declined, because it was close to the school anyway, and she would text me when she arrived, and told me to drink less. I don't like to push around, and since she said so, it didn't make sense for me to force it, so I took a taxi for her. After seeing her go away, my stomach rolled for a while, and before I could hold it, a mouthful of sour water sprayed under the tree on the side of the road. Sobering up, I went back to the private room, where several of them looked at me in amazement. yes, why am I back again?! I sat down and explained the situation to them, and then continued to eat hot pot and drink. Da Biao's squad leader and the others began to analyze the character of my female classmates at the same table, and they thought it was very good, so Mr. Liu nodded and seconded. Lin Ye began to analyze whether there was such a possibility between the two of us, Eric was in charge of supplementing, and Wawa kept cheering me on. During this time, they repeatedly asked me if I was interested in her, and I responded with silence. It was at this time that I received a text message from her to the school and told me to drink less again. So, catalyzed by alcohol, I "flaunted" this text message to them. After that, they gave me advice as a person who had come from the past.

That night we ate at the hot pot restaurant and closed, and although everyone didn't drink much, I was very drunk. Because it was the weekend, Lin Ye, Da Biao's squad leader, and Mr. Liu all went home. I'm still somewhat conscious, but I'm basically incapacitated. So I took pity on Eric and Wawa and needed to get 120 pounds back to the bedroom. They took a taxi, stuffed it into the back seat, and headed back to school. After the driver's throttle and brake combination, I started to sick to my stomach. I tried to roll down the window just in case, but my hands wouldn't listen, like asking Eric to do me a favor. Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened my mouth, the stomach acid that I had endured instantly surged up. This time, I couldn't help it, and I performed a human fountain with a "whoosh", and the car was instantly filled with a pungent smell.

When we arrived at the school, the driver asked Eric for an extra 50 yuan, saying that it was for a car wash. At that time, we didn't have a car, and we didn't know how much trouble it would be to wash off that disgusting smell, and we all thought that the driver was cheating us. Eric was a little angry and threw 50 yuan at the driver to ask him to wash it properly. This provoked the driver's temper, and the smell of gunpowder was instantly strong. Wawa was a little scared, she held me with one hand and quickly grabbed Eric with the other.

We had already missed the point back to the dormitory, and the three of us had to go to the bath at the back of the school. Eric and Wawa are already familiar with each other, and I've played mahjong with Omani and her sisters here. The overnight fee here is very affordable for us college students, as long as we pay for a shower, especially for us who can't go back to the dormitory. When I entered the bath door, I was completely unconscious, and when I woke up the next day, I found myself naked in bed. Later, I heard Eric say that it was Wawa who ripped off my pants...... Back in the dormitory, Lao Zhao smiled evilly, because Eric and I didn't go to bed at night, and he thought something must have happened. No way, under Eric's proof, Lao Zhao was obviously a little disappointed.

In class on Monday, my classmates finally couldn't stop their curiosity and started asking me who was sitting next to me on Saturday? She even began to identify her for me. After all, it was just my wishful thinking, so I posted a status on campus, "I have an affair? And then dispel everyone's curiosity.