Reborn Harry Potter

After entering March, the weather became clearer.

But after a heavy rain appeared, the spring breeze seemed to turn into a biting cold wind on the field outside, causing the students' hands and faces to ache.

Even the messenger owls were affected, as the wind kept blowing them off target.

At breakfast on Friday, a large number of owls flew in from outside the auditorium, half their feathers were messed up, they dropped their things and ran away, obviously afraid of being sent out to deliver letters again.

When Zhang Qiu, Hermione, and Astoria left the castle at noon the next day, they saw a silver-white, faint sun shining on the venue.

Hermione squinted her eyes comfortably: "Today's weather is the best day since last winter."

Zhang Qiu said: "When we went to Hogsmeade, didn't we really call Harry? Although he has no interest in Hogsmeade."

"Leave him alone. If you don't persist in the cold war with him these days, he might get worse and bring back a lot of "sisters" for you."

"Ok."

……

Today is March [-]th, a big and small festival, White Valentine’s Day, on this day girls will give boys chocolate as gifts, as a return gift for boys to give girls roses or chocolates on Valentine’s Day.

Of course, if there is no boy to give a girl a gift, then the girl can also take this opportunity to express her heart.

……

Harry's cabin.

At ten o'clock in the morning.

With his left hand, Harry was nibbling on the crispy-skinned and tender chicken leg, while holding a quill in his right hand, he was having a great time writing the letter.

What Harry wrote to Dumbledore today was about the proposal for a "wizard identity card".

If Hermione heard the word ID card, she would definitely be confused.

Because the British Muggle government does not have an ID card.

The UK once wanted to promote this thing, but it was strongly opposed by the people: "Why should I prove that I am me! Could it be that without this certificate, I cannot survive in the UK. This is a matter of trust between the government and the people, and it is up to the government. solve."

Harry agrees quite a bit. For the ID card, each person is given a number, as if people have become goods.

The advantages are naturally there, and it is convenient.Everyone's life record can be linked to this number.

The disadvantage is that the relationship between the public and the administrator is too blunt, and they have to be connected by a number.

Harry thought that a perfect society would not need this thing.

However, it is just right for the wizarding world whose civilization is still behind the Muggle world.

"...to implement the 'wizard identity card'...it must be popularized by every wizard. The establishment of an identity card requires research by professionals from the Ministry of Magic. It can be linked with wands, souls, and blood, so that it can never be lost. , a purpose that cannot be copied. Even the corpse of a wizard can detect his unique ID card... This is a good project that benefits life and people. Once realized, the benefits will be countless..."

The letter was almost finished, Harry sucked his fingers and shouted: "Helena, make me a cup of coffee with stronger milk..."

Called a few times but no one responded.

It was only then that Harry remembered that Helena had suddenly woken up recently, feeling that she had been muddled for the past 1000 years, and she didn't even know the most basic history.

Harry had to do it himself: "Hey, I'm the only one left with no one who cares about me..."

"Dong dong..."

The door that had never sounded before suddenly remembered knocking.

You know, anyone who knows the existence of this room can come in directly, without knocking on the door at all.

……

Fu Rong stood nervously in front of the door that appeared suddenly.

Her hands are behind her back, as if holding something.

The reason why she knew this place was that one day Zhang Qiu told her how to find Harry.

Harry opened the door from the inside, and saw Fleur who seemed to be trying to escape.

"It's you." Harry held a white porcelain cup, looked at Fleur, and said quietly.

A moment of silence.

Fu Rong said softly, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"Oh, come in." Harry gestured to come in.

Fu Rong looked at the small but exquisite house, and said sourly: "Is this where you live with Zhang Qiu and Hermione?"

"Yes."

Suddenly Harry's eyes lit up, he took a box of snacks from Fleur, opened it and tasted it.

Crunchy.

He muttered indistinctly: "You... well, just come, what gift do you bring?"

"But your skill in making chocolate is as good as Hermione's, I mean it's really unpalatable."

Fu Rong felt aggrieved and said, "I haven't said what I've prepared yet, why did you eat the chocolate?"

Seeing freshly brewed hot milk and a coffee machine on the table, Fu Rong found a reason to say, "Do you want to make coffee with milk? I'm good at this. Let me help you."

Harry didn't let the guests rest at all, and the host didn't mean to greet the guests. He was spoiled by a few girls at home.

Harry followed Fleur's words and said, "Okay."

Then I watched Furong come and go.

Harry asked, "Fleur, what's the matter with you here?"

"I……"

Fu Rong's silver teeth are about to be crushed, isn't this a question knowingly?Yesterday's letter from her mother had made it clear, and Harry must have known.

It took her a lot of courage to come, to see Harry's attitude towards the matter.

But Harry pretended not to understand, which made her a girl.

In desperation, Fu Rong suddenly said, "I...I want to learn English from you."

"What?"

As soon as she spoke, Fu Rong felt at ease, because she felt that the reason she found in a panic was quite good. Fu Rong said solemnly: "You know, I am a French girl, and I want to work in the British Ministry of Magic after graduation. , but I don't speak English very well, and I think your spoken English is very good, so I want you to teach me..."

"It's a small matter..." Harry readily agreed.

As the two talked, Fu Rong brought over a cup of hot coffee.

Harry's palm became cold and quickly cooled down the coffee, so a cup of coffee was cold on the outside but still hot inside.

Harry took a sip and said, "It tastes really good."

"Then I'll pour you another glass."

Fleur poured Harry another cup, but this time before Harry took it firmly, Fleur let go, and the coffee poured onto Harry's robes.

"Harry, are you okay?" Fleur said in panic.

This is scalding hot water.

She hurried over to help, and unbuttoned Harry's clothes, fearing further burns.

"It's okay." Harry waved his hand, "I'll just go and change."

His body is already very strong, this level of temperature is almost like cold water to him.

Harry got up and went back to the bedroom to change.

After a while, seeing that Harry hadn't come out, Fleur couldn't help but walked to the door of Harry's room and asked, "Harry, are you injured? Why don't you come out?"

"I'm fine, that's all."

But Fleur thought that Harry was just lying to her, and she must have said that because she didn't want her to blame herself. Perhaps at this time, Harry was dealing with burns in the room.

Thinking of this, Fu Rong, who blamed herself in her heart, directly opened the door and barged in.

"Uh, Harry...you..." Fleur stared blankly at the topless Harry, and couldn't help but think: So Harry has such a good figure, which has always been covered by the magic robe.Bah bah, Furong, what are you thinking!

"Have you seen enough, Fleur?" Harry was a little embarrassed, and he turned slightly sideways.

When a beautiful girl stares unblinkingly at a shirtless boy, unless the boy is so thick-skinned that he is already invincible, he will never look calm.

And even Harry still has a long way to go before reaching this level.

"Oh, I've seen enough." Fu Rong said in a panic, turning her head away.

Harry was about to get dressed when Fleur turned her head away again.

She said: "You let me be healthy, are you hurt?"

Fleur was much more decisive at this time, she walked directly in front of Harry, and looked at Harry's firm chest seriously, without any red marks on it.

Approaching Harry, Furong's heartbeat suddenly accelerated with a manly breath.

"Okay." Harry was a little annoyed.

He hasn't seen Furong yet, but Furong has seen all of it. Can he not be angry?

"Of course, of course..."

Fu Rong bit the tip of her tongue and recovered a little bit of energy. She took two steps back.

"Meow!!!" A cat screamed.

Under Harry's bed has always been the cutie's favorite place to stay, because there is a small black stone under the bed, and the cutie likes to fiddle with his paws, making it roll around on the floor.

This is the nature of cats, even if she is a magical cat whose wisdom is far superior to Muggle cats, it can't change this.

Today she was playing under the bed and her tail flicked out of the bed.

Furong, who didn't notice, stepped on it.

Hearing the little cutie's scream, Fu Rong was startled, she raised her steps suddenly, her body was unstable, and she was about to fall.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Harry grabbed Fleur and pulled her towards him.

With this strength, Fleur completely pushed the weight of her body onto Harry.

With him, fell to the side of the big bed.

……

"Harry, where are you?" Hermione's voice suddenly sounded in the corridor: "We are back."

Then the figures of three people appeared at the door, looking into the room.

What they saw was such a scene: Fleur was pressing on Harry, their legs were intertwined, Harry was topless, and Harry put his hands on Fleur's plump chest, staring at Fleur "affectionately".

With an unchanged expression, Zhang Qiu pushed Astoria, who was secretly looking at the two of them, out of the door: "Children, don't look at these."

Astoria muttered: "I'm almost fourteen, why do you treat me like a child."

Hermione said softly, "Harry, what are you doing?"

Harry didn't panic, and was about to say that it was a misunderstanding: "It's a long story..."

But the guilty Furong reacted strongly and said: "I...we are... learning English, yes, learning English!"

What else could Harry say, if he said something different from Fleur, wouldn't it make people feel that he was lying, and they were like this, to be honest, no one would believe it.

So he can only go one way to the dark.

Harry said confidently, "That's right, I'm teaching Fleur how to learn English."

Hermione glanced at Harry's hand, and said strangely, "You can still study English in bed?"

Harry said, "It's called teaching by example..."

Zhang Qiu said: "I don't know that this idiom can be understood in this way."

Harry squeezed his hand twice naturally, then took it away, and then put on his clothes: "Today's class is almost done, let's stop here..."

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