Every day at breakfast time is when the little wizards of Hogwarts receive their parcels, and the first week of each semester can be said to be the time when parents send the most packages to the young wizards, and the most of them are the school supplies that are left at home, like Neville just said, "His grandmother should send him what he left at home today." ”

Today, however, it seems a little different, and among the flock of flying owls, a gray owl with messy feathers and a thin body stands out, and it hits the milk in front of Ron with a scarlet letter, "Erol! Ron screamed as he pulled the poor owl out of the milk and took the red letter out of the mouth of the dazed Errol, and Ron screamed in despair, much to Harry's baffle.

But the other little wizards had already reacted, and Seamus shouted even more in fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Look, Ron has received a roaring letter!" The little wizards who reacted had already covered their ears, and some of them walked far away, Neville covered his ears and hid far away, and at the same time he kindly reminded Ron: "Ron, open it up!" One time my grandmother sent me a yelling letter, I ignored it, and something terrible happened at the end. Looking at Neville's expression, Harry couldn't imagine what had happened to make Neville look like this, a small letter could be so powerful, Harry couldn't figure it out!

"Hurry up! Ron, there's not much time left for it to smoke! Neville yelled at Ron, a hint of desperation in his voice.

Harry followed Neville's line of sight and saw that the previous letter was bouncing and smoking on the table, and Ron was already there, and only then did Ron open the letter as if he had woken up from a big dream.

Ron had barely opened the smoking letter when it suddenly jumped into the air, and Mrs. Weasley's piercing roar came out of the letter, "I wouldn't be surprised if they stole the car." If I catch you, you'll have a good look. I don't think you've ever thought about how worried your parents would be when they found out that the car was missing......"

At this moment, Harry even thought that the entire hall had exploded, Mrs. Weasley's roar kept echoing in his ears, Harry dared to vouch, Mrs. Weasley's voice was a hundred times more amplified than usual.

"When we received Dumbledore's letter yesterday, your father and I were going to die of shame, we never taught you to do this, you and Harry should have crashed to death...... Harry's name appeared in front of everyone, Harry now just wanted to cover his ears and pretend not to hear, as if no one else could hear either.

"Now that your dad has been suspended for probation, it's all your fault! I've asked Bernard to take care of you, and if you dare to make another mistake, we'll take you home right away! After saying that, the letter exploded in front of Ron, and Harry was glad to hear Professor Rochefort's name to relieve himself of some of the pressure, and seeing that Ron was already frightened, Harry's sadness and happiness were even more obvious.

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While pulling the soulless Ron, while dealing with the energetic Colin Creevey, Harry feels that he is really going crazy, and he doesn't know where this crazy self-worshipping freshman came from, can't he see that he is in a bad state? He was not allowed to rest.

After Ron had been baptized by the yelling letter, Harry led the daunted Ron towards the herbalism class, where he met the little boy with the camera, and the following conversation ensued.

"Hello! Harry...... I—My name is Colin Creevey, you probably don't know I ......" The boy named Colin didn't know if it was because he was too nervous or couldn't keep up with Harry's pace, he was almost out of breath and spoke in fits and starts. "I'm also from Gryffindor House, I'm a fan of yours, I'm ...... May I take a picture of you?" As if with all his strength, Colin uttered these words, and then looked at Harry expectantly.

"Take a picture?! Why take a photo? Harry asked suspiciously, and even unconsciously let go of Ron, who was holding him, and turned around.

"That proves I've seen you!" Colin said eagerly.

"I know all about your deeds, the book tells me how you escaped death from the hands of the mysterious man, and how you made the mysterious man disappear, a boy told me that if you soak the photo with a manifestation potion, the characters in the photo can move, it's amazing, right?!"

I didn't know that magic could do anything until I came to Hogwarts, I mean, "My dad was a milk carver, and he didn't believe in that, so I wanted to send him some pictures of the wizarding world so he could see the wizarding world." ”

Then Colin looked at Harry pleadingly and said, "Can your friend help take a picture while I'm standing next to you, and then you can sign my name?" ”

Harry looked at the state of Ron beside him, and said embarrassedly, "It's a pity, he ......" Before Harry could finish speaking, Draco's voice came: "Look! The famous Mr. Porter is handing out autographed photos, so come and see! ”

"Malfoy! I didn't! Harry exclaimed, exclaimed.

Draco walked over with his two little henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, but before Malfoy could speak again, another voice interjected, "Give out autographed photos!?" Who's handing out autographed photos!? Oh, Harry, are you handing out autographed photos? ”

Lockhart's cheerful figure appeared in front of Harry, his bright green cloak glowing in the sunlight, and Lockhart's trademark smile was once again perfectly displayed in front of Harry.

"Are you taking pictures?" Lockhart asked Colin, and after getting the exact answer, Lockhart happily said, "Then shoot the two of us!" Harry and I, we'll sign autographs together when the time comes, I don't think there will be a more famous wizard in the wizarding world than us, right? ”

As he spoke, Lockhart put his hand firmly on Harry's shoulder, "Click! "Click!" The sound of the camera echoes wildly, the flash flashes and flashes, and no matter how hard Harry struggles, Lockhart always has a way to keep Harry in the position he wants.

On the other side, Malfoy glared at Harry hatefully when he saw that no one was taking pictures next to him, and then left with his little henchman, as for Ron, who cares?