Reborn Harry Potter

The third week of December [-] is also the last week of this semester.

This week, the school is getting busier and noisier day by day.

The news about the Yule Ball has been all the rage.

It was rumored that Headmaster McGonagall had pre-ordered eight hundred casks of flavored mead from Lady Rosmerta of the Three Broomsticks.

It was also said that the "Weird Sisters" group was also invited to the ball.

Harry asked, "What are the Weird Sisters?"

Hermione didn't know very well either. She is a scholar who studies magic and doesn't know too much about entertainment in the magic world. She said with some uncertainty: "I heard that there is a wizard radio broadcast, and the weird sisters are singing in it. It seems very popular. ..."

In the Charms class, the little Professor Flitwick saw that the students were obviously absent-minded, so he simply stopped lecturing, and he allowed the students to play freely in the last class.

In the History of Magic class, Professor Binns' attention would never be diverted by external events, let alone a small Christmas ball, even if a comet hit the earth, he would remain indifferent.

So no matter how impatient the excited students in his class were, he continued to talk about a rebellion war that left a strong mark in history.

"The Goblin Rebellion War", this is a bloody and thrilling rebellion.

But from what Professor Binns said, it was as dull as drinking plain water, boring and boring. To a certain extent, it was considered a skill... Even if ordinary people wanted to say this, they still couldn't do it.

Neville shook the quill in torment, thinking: I really would rather go to Professor Snape's Potions class than this class.

To make Neville think this way, one can imagine how bad the History of Magic class is.

In Potions class, Snape was definitely the villain.

Seeing the active atmosphere of the Gryffindor students, he said sinisterly: "Next class, the last class will test how well your antidote is doing."

Neville immediately faltered: From this point of view, Professor Binns is better, at least it passed safely and peacefully...

When it came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Snape had a kind face on his face. He just said "kindly": "Friendly reminder, it has been half a year, and all the knowledge I planned for the seventh grade has been taught from the first grade to the fourth grade." Alright, next semester I will teach you the knowledge of defense against the dark arts in grades five to seven, are you ready to deal with the poisonous leopard?"

"Hiss." There was a gasp in the class.

God, there is still this level.

night.

Hermione flipped through her Potions notes, then went to review the many practical spells Snape had taught her.

"Harry, you don't need to study anymore."

"Hermione, I don't have to take that test, I'm a warrior." Harry said lazily, sitting in an armchair by the fire, admiring the objects in his hand at No. 20.

Hermione took a look, her eyes straightened, and she yelled angrily, "Harry, can you stop looking at that picture."

Harry said: "How is that possible? Look at my level of photography. It's full of color. I want to keep it for a lifetime."

Hermione simply turned her head away from Harry.

Just as Zhang Qiu came out of the bathroom, she turned her head sideways and wiped her hair with a towel. Seeing that the book Hermione was flipping through was about the habits of venomous leopards, she couldn't help asking, "This is the final exam for your Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Yeah." Hermione nodded.

Zhang Qiu said: "We are evil spirits."

Hermione's face was filled with disgust when she heard the ghoul.

It is a kind of spirit that mainly lives in the Black Forest Mountains in Germany. It is slightly larger than a goblin, has a long pointed face, and can make piercing clucking sounds.Its means of attack is that its scream can stun the wizard.

This is a monster that all wizards hate, because they eat people, especially children.

In that place in Germany, when the children in the family are disobedient, adult wizards will use it to scare people: "It's thundering, it's raining, and the evil spirits are coming to eat children."

The bear child will sleep obediently, and it has been tried and tested.

Zhang Qiu said: "The higher the grade, the more difficult the test given by Professor Snape. I heard that the seventh graders will face a fire dragon tomorrow summer."

"Then they should really "ask" Harry Potter, he is a dragon slaying warrior." Hermione, who was still angry, bit her words.

……

The hospitality of Hogwarts students and teachers has been warmer, showing a constant desire to impress Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's guests.So I decided to show the best look of the castle this Christmas.

The school is decorated with lights and festoons. These decorations must be the most serious and beautiful in recent years.

The handrails of the marble stairs were covered with icicles that never melted, and the twelve Christmas trees that were customary in the auditorium were decorated with knickknacks of all kinds, from glittering hollies to A live golden owl that stopped chirping.

Even the armor is so enchanted that it sings Christmas carols whenever anyone passes by.An empty helmet sang: "Wishing you ~Merry Christmas, wishing you ~Merry Christmas, wishing you Christmas~~"

Harry walked by and had to cast a silent spell to shut him up.

It's okay to pirate the happy birthday song, and it's so ugly.

……

Snape's last potions class.

Final exam in progress.

Ron was having a hard time concentrating because that was all he had in his head.Leading him to forget to add a major ingredient, bezoar.In this way, he can only get the lowest score at most, but he doesn't care.Because he was busy mustering up the courage to take decisive action - knowing that time was running out.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, he grabbed his schoolbag and rushed towards the door of the basement classroom.

He was going to ask Fleur Delacour a word. He had already found out what class Fleur had today.

He hurried through the crowded corridors, looking for her figure, but he didn't expect to see her soon, she was coming out of the Charms classroom.

There were several Ravenclaw seventh-year girls beside her, and Fleur seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Perhaps... no, she will definitely agree, after all, this is the first time I have such courage!" Ron looked at Fleur, his calves and lips seemed to be trembling.

"Fleur Delacour, can I have a word with you?" Ron yelled, eyes closed.

"I said it, I said it!" Ron shouted excitedly in his heart, thinking that he had performed very well.

But he didn't know that his voice had been deformed to shrill.

The crowded corridor seemed to be quiet for a while.

The girls around Furong frowned deeply, who is this person, he is so unqualified.

And most of the boys looked at Ron mockingly. They knew what Ron was here for, but even they failed in front of Furong. Even this little boy in the lower grade had the guts to invite him. Hibiscus?

I really have no self-knowledge, and I don’t look in the mirror to see which onion I am.

Fu Rong didn't smile anymore, she said hello to her new friends, and then walked out of the corridor, a relatively quiet place.

Ron looked at Fleur, who was so close at hand, the shocking beauty seemed to make his intestines knotted together.

"Hmm...you..." He faltered, his courage suddenly disappeared.

Fleur stood there, waiting for his words with a calm expression. She had already recognized this man as the one who humiliated her on her first day at Hogwarts.

And thinking of that incident, she couldn't help but think of Harry Potter who deliberately stimulated her bullying over and over again, which made her face blush.

No doubt this misled the self-conscious Ron into thinking that Fleur was waiting for his invitation.

He spoke incoherently, before he could get the pronunciation right: "Will you be my dance partner?"

Fu Rong said suspiciously: "Sorry, what did you say? I can't hear clearly."

Ron's face turned purple, and he said, "You...you, would you like to be my dance partner at the Christmas ball?"

"Well, let me think..." Furong thought.

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Note: The author has something to do, the update will not be fixed tomorrow, it may be updated every few days.

Time one month.