Reborn Harry Potter

"Harry, your godfather is here too." Professor McGonagall said before Harry asked.

"Is this necessary? I'm not a child anymore." Harry didn't want to imagine what it was like.

With a kind smile on his face, the parents earnestly taught the child that he should have passed this age long ago.

Hermione said: "Anyway, in Sirius' eyes, you will always be a child."

The auditorium gradually became deserted.

Hermione noticed the time, drank the last mouthful of pumpkin porridge, and said, "There are still 10 minutes, and Professor Binns' History of Magic exam is about to start. Harry, I'm leaving first. I look forward to your performance tonight."

"Which area are you referring to?" Harry asked sharply, raising his eyebrows.

Hermione: "...Of course it's the Triwizard Tournament, what else can it be?"

After breakfast.

Harry stood up lazily.

Fleur stood up from the Ravenclaw table, and Cedric, Viktor, Polyarco Brown, and Vincent Piccolo also stood up and walked towards the conference room.

Harry walked across the hall, opened the door and entered the conference room.

There are more than a dozen wizards in the house.

The most conspicuous one is Sirius Black, a wizard in his thirties whose words and deeds have a strong aristocratic atmosphere.

He was the centerpiece of the crowd, surrounded by several wizards with flattering smiles on their faces.

Because Sirius is a big shot, it is rumored that he works in a newly established place called the Phoenix Special Office in the Ministry of Magic. This office is the most mysterious department of the Ministry of Magic. No one knows who the specific members are. Lido dispatches directly. Although the members have no real power, their positions are only one head lower than the ministers of various departments.

As for his wealth, the British Wizarding Bank, he holds 15.00% of the shares.It is also the only individual shareholder, and the rest of the shares are in the hands of the Ministry of Magic.

"Mr. Black, hello. I'm Amos Diggory, and I'm working in the Magical Beasts Management Office of the Ministry of Magic..." A bespectacled male wizard held Sirius' hand tightly and said excitedly.

"Um, hello..." Although Sirius didn't want to show disrespect, he really didn't know this person, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

Amos Diggory didn't see it yet, and still said happily: "My son is Cedric, he is going to graduate this year, and his academic performance is very good, I think if you can prepare a letter for him If you don't get a letter of recommendation, he will definitely be able to get a good job in the Ministry of Magic. I'm afraid you don't know that this kid has admired you since he was a child..."

Sirius: Heh, do you adore me for making a home in Azkaban?

Cedric came, and he pulled his parents to stand by the door.

In the corner of the room, Viktor Krum speaks fast Bulgarian to his dark-haired parents, from whom he inherited his aquiline nose.

On the other side, Fleur was chattering away in French with her mother, and Fleur's sister, Gabriel, was holding her mother's hand, and she waved to Harry.

Fu Rong and her younger sister inherited their mother's appearance, and their mother had more Veela blood than their sisters, and her appearance looked more dreamy, a beautiful blonde woman.

It's hard to understand how Mr. Delacour would be willing to separate from her, unless he doesn't j...

The three of them stood together, arranged in order of height, like a small hibiscus, a hibiscus, and a large hibiscus.

Fleur's mother looked at Harry with great interest, and smiled slightly: "We finally meet."

Harry felt a little embarrassed: Is this an official meeting with his parents?

Thinking of him eating so much tofu in Furong and facing her mother, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Hi, ma'am," said Harry.

"I want to watch your game." Fleur's mother leaned over and kissed Harry on the cheek: "Thank you for saving Gabriel."

A faint scent of roses came out. Are all French women so enthusiastic?Harry couldn't take it anymore.

But hearing Fleur's mother's substandard English, Harry couldn't help laughing again.

Fleur's mother gave Harry a coquettish look. She also knew that she didn't speak English well, but Harry couldn't hide it too well.

Harry was flustered by Fleur's mother's teasing eyes, and then immediately stabilized, vigilant in his heart: Hmph, trying to seduce me, another person who is greedy for my body!

"Can you show us around Hogwarts, Harry?" Mother Fleur said.

"Okay," said Harry.

They walked towards the door leading to the Great Hall, and Sirius nodded slightly as they passed, without saying a word.

Harry had a very pleasant morning walking around the sunny grounds with Fleur, Gabrielle and Madame Delacour.

After all, with three beauties, big and small, by his side, everyone would feel at ease.

Harry showed them Beauxbaton's carriage and Durmstrang's ship.

Madame Delacour was very interested in the Whomping Willow, and stood under the tree for a long time looking at it.

"I heard from Fleur that you have a girlfriend?" Madame Delacour asked.

"Yeah, there are quite a few of them, so when Furong marries me, she can only be a young girl, and she might be wronged."

Madame Delacour said with a smile: "Then you should take good care of Fleur."

"Hehe, you are so enlightened." What else could Harry do but smile.

In the afternoon, Harry led them around the castle.

From time to time, some students rushed out from the next classroom, shouting: "Ahaha... I finally finished the exam, I am liberated! Go fuck!"

Then when he saw Furong and the others, his face immediately flushed red, and he left embarrassedly.

"Am I old and ugly? Otherwise, why would they run away as soon as they saw my face?" Madame Delacour stroked her oval face and said melancholy.

"No way, they all thought you were Fu Rong's beautiful sister, so they must be embarrassed to be presumptuous in front of you. No one is surprised that you are my girlfriend at such a young age," Harry said.

"Nonsense." Fleur slapped Harry's hand.

Madame Delacour just smiled.

……

At night.

Dinner was great.

The staff table was full of people, and Dumbledore also found time to come. There were also some old men and women in gorgeous robes. These should belong to the International Federation of Wizards.

The students' excitement was at its peak.

Because their semester is completely over, they don't have to worry about the exam anymore.

So everyone is very relaxed and looking forward to today's game wholeheartedly.

"Yesterday you took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and I didn't ask how it was," Harry said.

Hermione showed a smug smile: "Professor Snape was stunned by my performance yesterday."

"Before the sac leopard was released by Professor Snape, I cast a bunch of buff spells on myself, including lightness spell, haste spell, quick hands and eyes spell, calming spell, iron armor spell, protection spell, rebound spell... anyways Professor Snape should have given me an excellent award. I did a lot of hard work in defeating the poisonous leopard. There are three other students who really thought they could pass the exam. Professor Snape directly asked them to retake the exam next year. There are more than a dozen other students Because I accidentally inhaled poisonous gas during the battle, and I’m still lying in the school hospital.”

The enchanted ceiling turned from blue to dark purple twilight. Headmaster McGonagall looked at Dumbledore and motioned for him to speak.

Minister Dumbledore rose from the staff table, and the hall fell silent.

He looked deeply at all the students in the auditorium with complex, gratified, and nostalgic eyes.

Then he said in a clear voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, in 5 minutes, I will invite everyone to the Quidditch pitch to watch the last event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, please follow Mr. Bagman, the warriors. to the playground."

Harry stood up feebly, and the Gryffindor students applauded him.

"Harry, come on."

"Harry, you're the best..."

"Good luck, Harry."

Even the few other Warriors fans have had their voices silenced.

Hermione wondered: since when did everyone love Harry?

……

Note: When reading the original book, I always hate that everyone is isolated and look down on Harry, especially the Gryffindors.

Very frustrating.

As the protagonist, everyone should love him.