Harry hadn't let Hermione go so easily.

Is he the "victim" or not?

Why is it as if he's made a lot of money (・ω・)

Harry had to say two things about such an unfair notion.

Harry said indignantly: "Hearing your words, I am trembling with anger, my whole body is cold in cold sweat on a hot day, my hands and feet are cold, can this magical society be good, how can we boys live before you are satisfied, tears flowed down uncontrollably, the entire wizarding world is full of oppression of male wizards, when will male wizards really stand up!"

Hermione: "(⊙_⊙)?"

Astoria pulled Laharry's sleeve and said puzzledly: "Brother, isn't it very cold now, how do you say it's a hot day?"

"Oh yes, slip of the tongue, thank you Astoria for the reminder. ”

"It should be changed to a hot sweat all over the body on a cold day. "Harry is as good as he is.

......

Friday, October 29.

Snow.

Heavy snow.

At about 10 a.m., small snowflakes began to fall, but within a few minutes, the snow became heavier.

I saw a white expanse between heaven and earth, snowflakes falling from the sky one after another, and people couldn't make out their faces from a distance of several meters, and the surrounding area seemed to be a white tent, and the earth immediately became covered in silver.

It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that the snow became lighter and became small patches that floated in the air.

On the Hogwarts campus, the towers are already covered with a thick layer of snow.

The next day, when it was dark, Harry saw through the glass window that the snow on the ground was a foot thicker, and I was afraid that it would be another one last night.

Harry rubbed his sleepy eyes and thought, "Let's go play in the snow today."

Harry lifted the quilt and put on a long, fluffy hat and stepped out of bed, putting on a set of children's cotton wool pajamas with Mickey Mouse on them, and began to wash.

When I looked in the mirror, I saw Mickey Mouse laughing again, and I couldn't help muttering: "I don't know which employee bought me this kind of pajamas, which doesn't reflect my handsomeness at all, so I have to deduct her bonus." ”

It's a stone house.

Not a Gryffindor residence hall.

Some time ago, Harry moved out of his dorm room and said goodbye to a few of his roommates.

Ron Weasley, Dean Thomas, Simon Finnigan, they have a bad relationship with Harry, and I wish Harry would move out quickly.

Harry is a dorm bully.

As soon as Harry entered the dormitory, they didn't even dare to talk loudly.

The little ninety-nine that isolated Harry in their hearts happened to make Harry like it very much, and he ended up quiet.

Later, Harry thought that in that case, he might as well not live in the dormitory at all.

It's comfortable to have a house of your own, to do whatever you want, and to be free.

Fortunately, this is Hogwarts, and there is no room teacher to say about the room rounds, and no one knows that Harry has moved out of the dormitory.

When he moved out, only Neville Longbottom showed his reluctance to Harry.

Where to stay, naturally at Hogwarts.

I look for it in the Room of Requirement.

It's a waste to put such a convenient resource without it.

So Harry walked three times in front of the tapestry of the troll stick beating Silly Barnabas on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

What I thought in my heart was: I want a room exclusive to Harry Potter, clean, tidy, comfortable, both the warmth of home and the comfort of a hotel, the bed is Simmons, the quilt is Fuanna, the wardrobe is Lin Pinru, and my girlfriend is the same as xx...... Phew, it's wrong, girlfriend forget it, ignore it, the room should be carpeted, pure velvet is worth at least tens of millions of dollars, and the chandelier in the room will hang Panasonic for me......

The following Harry requested that 10,000 words be omitted, lest the reader say the author's water word count.

When Harry had made his wish, there was no response on the opposite wall for a long time.

Just when Harry wondered if the processing performance of the CPU in the Room of Requirement was not enough, the wall shook and a door slowly appeared.

It was a ~ magical door, emitting a golden light. (How many people sang along?)

This is the legendary Glowing House.

Liu Pleiades (mao) Xing said: "A house that does not glow gold is not a good house." ”

Harry opened the door, and the interior was extravagant and luxurious.

And it's also a three-bedroom living room, tsk, the kitchen and bathroom are equipped, and the fireplace flame is burning, making the room seem warm.

The glass windows let in a lot of light and overlook most of the campus.

Harry didn't even care about his belongings, and when he snuggled up on a soft couch, he thought to his chagrin: I should have lived here when I was in first grade.

If the magician who created the Room of Requirement saw Harry make the most of the Room of Need, he would probably sigh: Xiu'er, you just stand here, and I'll go pull out an orange tree for you......

It is worth mentioning that when Harry moved in, he sent an invitation to Hermione and Zhang Qiu: "Are you here? ”

Hermione angrily smashed the book on Harry's head.

Zhang Qiu was slightly surprised, then looked at Harry with a smile...... Half an hour later, Harry was defeated.

Because his eyes are too dry.

No matter how high the magic is, I'm afraid of dry eyes.

However, he was curious about how Zhang Qiu did it, and looked at him without blinking for half an hour.

Zhang Qiu smiled and said, "I just happened to be experimenting with a little magic...... Magic that can keep people from blinking for a long time, and you come at it. (Note: I didn't write this paragraph earlier, I forgot.) ）

Harry: "......"

So in the end, Harry was accompanied only by a cat like Cutie.

It's a lonely boy, sad......

......

After washing up, although it was much brighter outside, Harry knew that it was only because of the snow, and at this point, and it was Sunday, I am afraid that most of the students at Hogwarts were still hiding in the warm bed, not waking up.

Harry loves to learn, and reading books is the one thing he does the most, and he has a wide range of books.

So on one side of the fireplace, there is a desk.

Warm flames radiate heat, and overhead lights shine over the room.

Harry spread out the book and studied it carefully.

Today he was not reading the dark arts, but a comic called "A Guide to the Evaluation of Girls from Another World", and the devil knows how the Room of Requirement would put this kind of book on the bookshelf that Harry had asked for.

Harry was innocent anyway.

......

Harry's bedroom.

Cutie poked her head out from under Harry's covers, clenched her paws into fists, licked them, and rubbed her head.

Then jumping out of bed, she was going to find her master.

The cutie stepped on the white carpet with graceful cat steps and jumped onto Harry's desk.

Then on the table, he curled up again, clinging to Harry's palm.

Harry began to pet the cat.

Looking at it, Harry frowned and gently tugged at the little cutie's ear.

The cutie looked at Harry blankly: "Meow...... Meow?" (Level 10 Cat Language Translation: Master, what's the matter?)

Harry pointed to the cutie's head, then to the orc in the book, and said, "Change me!"

Cutie looked at the book, stood up, walked over, and pressed a long, white cat leg against the book, blocking Harry's view.

She looked at Harry with tears in her eyes, "Meow meow...... Meow Meow ......" (Level 10 Cat Language Translation: Master, don't read these books anymore, you've gone crazy, it's impossible for me to become a cat-eared girl...... ）

Harry took the cutie in his arms and brushed her hair from the top of her head down her back, sighing sadly, "Hey...... Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten ......"

......

Note: The Room of Requirement is too buggy, it's just a universe.

It can be compared with Doraemon's phone booth.

In the original book, the plot of using the Room of Requirement is simply laughing at the SKR people, Harry just asked for a place to practice magic, and Voldemort asked for a place to hide things......

Oh my God.

Such a devastating prop turned out to be a soy sauce one.

Voldemort could have thought about it: I want a room with an artifact that could rule the wizarding world in an instant. Isn't that enough.

Take a look inside, and the gloves equipped with five Infinity Stones.

( ̄▽ ̄)

The Room of Responsiveness is a big loophole that cannot be written in detail.

Otherwise, Harry made a wish: I hope there is a room with a treasure in it, which can make the author explode 10,000 chapters.

The book will be finished tomorrow.

(=・ω・=)