Reborn Harry Potter

..October is upon us, and a damp chill pervades the grounds and seeps into the castle.

There was a sudden flu epidemic among the professor and the students, which made the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey, in a hurry.Her pick-me-up has an immediate effect, but those who drink it leave smoke in their ears for hours on end.

Astoria had been sick lately, and Harry forced him to drink some refreshing potions.

"As it happened, we were in the Gryffindor common room."

"I said, drink it quickly."

"She said, no, I don't want it."

"I said, drink it, you will be healthy, be good."

"She said, don't want it, it's so bitter, these things are so bad to drink, brother, I don't want it."

"Then I held her in my arms and fed her, she struggled, and then you came in..."

"You have to trust me, Uncle Policeman, bah, 'Miss Policeman'." Harry looked at Hermione as if he was being questioned.

Hermione looked at Harry incredulously: "Really? Are you really not doing something weird?"

Hermione pulled Astoria behind her, looked at Harry warily, and asked, "Astoria, is everything he said true?"

Astoria adjusted the magic robe messed up by Harry, and said with a smile, "Really, my brother didn't do anything except open my mouth and make me drink some strange liquid."

Harry: "⊙▽⊙"

Hermione: "Σ⊙▃⊙Chuan"

"Help." Harry was chased by Hermione in the huge common room.

The lovely Astoria clapped her hands happily: "Sister Hermione, come on, we're almost catching up."

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Raindrops the size of bullets crackled against the windows of the castle and did not stop for days.

The water in the lake in front of the castle rose, and there was a mudslide in the flower bed. The pumpkins Hagrid planted continued to swell due to magic, and each one was as big as a flower shed.

However, the enthusiasm for Quidditch training in various colleges did not weaken because of this, so Harry saw Malfoy returning from training and returning to the Great Hall a few days before Halloween, on a stormy Saturday evening.

He was drenched and covered in mud.

"Yo, Malfoy, how do you feel?" Harry greeted with a smile.

Malfoy's beautiful hair stuck to his face, and he looked at Harry fiercely: "You are really annoying."

Harry rolled his eyes: "It's not your specialty to add insult to injury and add salt to the wound."

Malfoy choked for breath, he was so right that he couldn't refute it.

Malfoy still had time to stare blankly, completely forgetting what he was like now, Harry couldn't stand it anymore.

"Clean and new."

A breeze blew through, drying Malfoy dry.

"I don't need your help."

"Well, who are you with, you stinky brother." Harry twisted Malfoy's face hard.

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"Malfoy, what's wrong with your face?" While eating, Gobb looked at Malfoy's red-marked cheeks.

Malfoy put two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and said, "I accidentally fell down during Quidditch training today..."

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The next day is Sunday.

It was drizzling outside the window.

Harry and Astoria arrived at the stadium early in the morning.

Once she learned about the sport of Quidditch, she fell in love with it immediately.

Maybe she likes the feeling of flying freely in the sky, so she likes flying lessons the most.

She also often goes to the stadium to watch the team's practice, never tired of it.

So, even though it was raining today, she was still in high spirits.

Harry cast the "Rain Charm", "Wind Charm" and "Warming Charm" on himself and Astoria.

Don't ask why there are these curses, the magic world, unscientific is the main theme.

Astoria stood in the rain, watching the raindrops on her curiously, but was separated by an invisible layer.

It's like forming a halo all over your body.

Harry also wanted to use the Rain Charm on Qiu Zhang, but she refused, she was training, how could she do this.

That's why Harry disliked Quidditch so much.

That's all for training, but training in the heavy rain is completely suffering.

In the Muggle world, basketball and football games, athletes don't train in bad weather in the rain.

When they play, the stadium is in the stadium, where will it rain.

After Zhang Qiu got on the broomstick and flew up, he suddenly couldn't feel the rain, but it was still raining.

Looking at Harry, he was waving his hands happily, and Astoria followed suit.

Zhang Qiu was helpless. Fortunately, the team members had been flying in the sky, so they didn't notice so much.

Although the two of Harry were already immune to the rain, Astoria couldn't help but leaned close to Harry, holding his arm, as if it was getting warmer.

"Brother, isn't Quidditch weird?" Astoria simply tilted his head into Harry's arms, which was more comfortable.

"Why do you say that?" Harry rested his chin on Astoria's head.

"The rules say that the Seeker must catch the Snitch before it ends. The longest game recorded in the book lasted for three full months before the Seeker caught the Snitch in the desert. Isn't that a problem? "

"Yeah, this is indeed a loophole, and the rules are not perfect. Compared with the perfect sports rules of Muggles, it is far behind. But it should change in the future."

"What sports do Muggles play?" Astoria became interested.

"They, there are many, table tennis, volleyball, football, javelin, swimming, rowing..."

Astoria opened her mouth wide and was stunned, as if she was a country bumpkin entering the city.

As Harry was talking, he thought of the pitiful lack of entertainment and culture in the wizarding world. There were no movies, no TV, no comics, and the only things he could play were Quidditch and wizard chess.The life of the wizard people is too miserable, and they must be liberated.

Don't know yourself can't bring something, mahjong?Poker?or something else.

After the training, Zhang Qiu ran away directly.

Lest your teammates notice that you haven't been caught in the rain at all.

His teammates were drenched, but he was fine. The kind-hearted Zhang Qiu fell into guilt.

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At night, the Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

Everyone has gone to bed.

Ron sneaked up, turned on a small light, and looked back to see that everyone else was asleep.

Then spread out a notebook.

This is one of his secrets.

A few days ago, he got lost inexplicably and came to a deserted classroom.

He found this diary.

Somehow he brought it back.

Later, he discovered that the diary could actually talk to him.

He seemed to have found a good friend to confide in, and he told the soul named Reard in the book all his thoughts.

Envy and even jealousy of Harry, jealousy of elder brother Percy, distress of wand damage, dislike of Professor Lockhart, fear of Snape...

A few days ago, Snape punished me for cleaning the silverware in the prize room... Hey, something seems a little familiar...

Ron shook his head, feeling that he hadn't been in a good mood recently and was dizzy.Looks like I have a cold too, I'll go to Madam Pomfrey tomorrow for a refreshment.

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