Chapter 269: Astoria's Attachment!

Harry didn't expect Astoria to miss him so much.

Astoria came on the Hogwarts Express, as her parents wanted to.

Harry had taken good care of her at school, and if she had to appear even to go to school, they were worried that it would not be good for Astoria's growth.

When Harry was picking up Astoria in front of the train, the lovely girl threw herself into Harry's arms as soon as she saw Harry, her eyes red.

Then he took Harry's hand the whole time, tugging at the corner of his clothes.

When eating, too, clinging to Harry.

Harry didn't know that Astoria was so attached to him, and that's because he didn't understand what Astoria's upbringing was like.

It can be said that Astoria has only two close people, her parents.

And Harry was the third person she cared about.

Originally, although Astoria had a very heavy heart for Harry, the family affection that regarded him as an older brother, and the intimacy between peers, she would not be so clinging to Harry. Thinking about it, Astoria has known Harry for more than a year, and used to only hug Harry happily.

But after she moved in with Harry in ignorance, the two shared the same bed, Harry hugged her to sleep every day, kissed her affectionately, all kinds of doting actions have slowly invaded Astoria's heart, no one has ever done this to her.

Harry just did it because he loved Astoria. Astoria is not like Zhang Qiu and Hermione, she is too innocent, Harry will not know how shameless and domineering his actions are, leaving a mark on a little girl's heart early, erecting an impregnable barrier between her and the other wizards.

Astoria's feelings for Harry grew deeper, more intense, and sublimated.

She didn't understand love, but when she was separated from Harry this time, when she fell asleep alone, she began to miss Harry's warm embrace with a unique smell.

So there was a scene tonight, where Astoria was always unwilling to let go.

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Night, Harry's Cottage.

Astoria is lying on the bed in her cute Dalmatian pajamas, and she seems to be in good spirits as she tosses and turns.

Suddenly she asked, "Brother, where is Sister Helena?" ”

Harry was stunned.

He had forgotten about the poor bewitching female ghost.

"She's still the caretaker of Hogwarts, so she'll be back soon. Harry replied with a weak heart.

"Hmm......" Astoria threw herself into Harry's arms and whispered very clearly in the quiet room, "Brother, I miss you so much......"

"Me too. Harry pulled a few blonde hairs from her forehead behind her ears.

"Hey...... Astoria let out a silly laugh when she heard the answer she wanted to hear.

He buried his head deeper, as if he had to rub himself into Harry's body.

She pleaded in a low voice, "Brother, hold me tight." ”

"Hmm...... Is that so?" Harry tightened his arms behind Astoria's back, hugging the petite her, and there was a feeling of holding a large cutie.

Astoria shook her body from side to side, feeling that there was still a gap, so she said, "I have to ...... tighter."

Harry's arm worked harder, almost to the point of pain in Astoria.

Astoria snorted in satisfaction: "Hmm...... All right...... Just don't let go. ”

"Hmm. ”

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Late at night.

A black dot appeared from the sky, and it was a misty shadow.

Harry's hut was undiscoverable to wizards who didn't know the details, and obvious to wizards who knew it existed.

The man flew straight from the outside to somewhere in the castle wall, and landed in Harry's bedroom.

The cold moonlight filtered through the glass, through the woman's body, and onto the white carpet that covered the room, revealing a glowing pale blue.

Helena looked at Harry who was sleeping quietly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Harry's mouth at this time, not at all like the vicious appearance of bullying her on weekdays.

Astoria curled up in her arms like a kitten in her master's arms.

A hint of jealousy appeared in Helena's eyes...... This could never happen to her.

Helena looked at Harry for a long time, she walked to the bedside, hesitated, looked left and right, made sure no one could see, she leaned over slightly, her forehead against Harry's cheek, and then kissed Harry on the lips with a cold kiss.

Helena stood up violently, holding her little face with her transparent hands, gasping for air, she didn't know how she could suddenly make such a move, she only felt her heart beating violently.

This place should not stay for long, Helena's heart is very empty, as if she is exposed to everyone at this moment.

So she moved slowly, about to penetrate the wall and return to her room.

Just as she was about to touch the wall, a voice sounded behind her that she least wanted to hear.

"Helena, why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

Helena's body froze, unable to move, as if she had been petrified.

She didn't have to look back, just listening to the playful tone could think of what kind of expression Harry was on at this moment.

Helena controlled her expression and became indifferent, and then slowly turned around.

Harry, dressed in his pajamas emblazoned with SpongeBob SquarePants, sat up, leaning against the head of the bed with a hateful smile on his lips, Astoria hanging like a pendant on his left arm.

"When did he wake up? I just ...... Does he know?" Helena was nervous.

What reassures her is that she is a ghost, and ghosts will not blush, otherwise no matter how good she is on the surface, I am afraid she will not be able to suppress the flushing on her face.

Helena pretended to be confused and said, "I just came back from outside, and I accidentally entered the wrong room. ”

"What a dishonest female ghost. Harry said.

Helena's heart skipped a beat.

Harry smiled and said, "Didn't you go to learn how to cook? But how did you become full of lust, did you go to Lanruo Temple to learn art? Why don't you help me turn Nie Xiaoqian back." ”

Helena was slightly flustered: "I don't understand what you're saying." ”

Harry said, "I've sensed you from the moment you stepped into Hogwarts, including the unforgivable things you've done to me. I'm so disappointed that you treat your landlord like this......"

Helena wanted to commit suicide in shame, it was so embarrassing, she was so lectured by a boy, but her brain was hot.

"I don't mind, though. Harry touched his lips with his index finger and smiled: "The cool touch is very unique, you can try it often in the future." ”

Helena whimpered, hiding her face and fleeing through the wall.

Harry's "haha......" laugh was heard behind him.

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London.

The lights were still on in the office of the Minister of Magic.

Professor Dumbledore lifted his blue glasses that had slid to the bridge of his nose and slowly closed the book in front of him.

"Hoo ......"

Professor Dumbledore's heart felt like there were waves raging in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The theory opened the door for him.

"It turns out that there can still be such a social ......," Professor Dumbledore lamented.

Although he once had his own plans and ideas to change the wizarding world, it was only after reading Mao Xuan that he realized how ugly his ideas were.

Even if his idea was fully realized, it would not essentially change the structure of the wizarding world, but would only treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

And the guidance in the book is like the truth of the universe, which is there, attracting Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and walked to the window, which was underground, but could look directly into the deep night sky from the glass.

Professor Dumbledore's blood boiled, the theories in the book collided in his mind, transformed, and transformed into policies and guidelines among wizards, and he had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know who to talk to.

Gellert ...... We were all wrong, I found the right direction, and if you were there, you would be able to understand how I feel right now...... Gellert ......," Professor Dumbledore muttered to himself.

"Socialist Wizarding World!

"We're leaving...... The path of socialism with the characteristics of the British wizarding world!"

Professor Dumbledore whispered in a voice that only he could hear, but it was as if a god was making a wish to resound through the universe.

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