Reborn Harry Potter

In the last few days at Hogwarts, time flew by.

The night before returning to the Leaky Cauldron, Harry had been reluctant to attend tonight's banquet later in their den while watching Cho change his boxes.

Because after he won the Triwizard Cup, people who asked him for autographs, group photos, and first kisses annoyed him.

It was to be expected that as soon as he entered the auditorium, hundreds of pairs of staring eyes would stare at him.

"Hermione, I shouldn't have changed my mind last year, being a spectator is so relaxing," Harry said.

Astoria said: "Isn't that brother wanting to vent his anger on me?"

"Speaking of which, Astoria, that little girl who bet with you, did you let him eat the trophy?"

Astoria said with a smile: "This is my brother's trophy, I am not willing to let her destroy it, and as soon as the game was over that night, she came to me to apologize and said that she must not let her eat the trophy .”

Hermione said: "Harry, don't talk, hurry up and get ready, the three of us are going to attend the school leaving banquet, which is only once a year. Do you want to be alone in the room?"

……

The school leaving banquet is actually a celebration.

When Harry and the others rushed to the auditorium, it was already full of people.The auditorium was decorated with bright red and gold decorations representing Gryffindor, and on the wall behind the guest seat, there was a huge banner depicting a majestic Gryffindor lion.

After a while, Principal McGonagall arrived, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided.

"Another year has passed!" Principal McGonagall's tone was much more relaxed than usual: "Before I indulge in these delicious dishes, I must trouble everyone to listen to some clichés. It has been quite a wonderful year! Everyone's little There must be more in your mind than this time last year... There is still a long summer vacation waiting for you, so that you can digest those things well before the next semester starts, and free up your mind..."

"Now, let's start with the Academy Cup awards ceremony. The specific scores of each house are as follows: No.4, Hufflepuff, 330 two points; No.3, Ravenclaw, 350 two points; No.2, Slytherin , 420 six points, No.1, Gryffindor, 470 two points..."

There was a thunderous cheer and stomping from the Gryffindor table.

Snape's face was as ugly as usual.

……

the next day.

Everyone's closets are empty and things are packed into suitcases.

The bright campus is suddenly filled with a kind of parting loneliness.

Neville's toad was lost again according to the old rules, and he asked almost everyone, and finally Harry helped him find it in the corner of the bathroom.

It was past eight o'clock in the morning.

After all their things were packed, they enjoyed their last meal of the semester at Hogwarts.

The deans of the four colleges sent two notices to each student, one was a report card, and the other was a warning that students were not allowed to use magic during the holiday.

Hermione's face was full of joy, and she solemnly collected the report card.

Because she finally became the first grader.

For the past three years, Harry had always been No.1 in the grade. Hermione, who was in the same grade as him, had already opened a long distance from No.3, but she could only come in second.

Harry didn't take the exam this year, so she turned over and became the master.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Qiu is the No.1 in the fifth grade, and Astoria is the No.1 in the third grade.

At ten o'clock in the morning.

It was a sunny, pleasant summer day.

Harry, Hermione, Zhang Qiu, and Astoria carried light boxes, and Zhang Qiu and Hermione's owls were locked in their cages.

The four of Harry walked out of the castle gates before the other students could crowd the hall.

Hermione raised her small head, letting the warm and somewhat scorching sun pour on her fair and tender face.

Hermione said: "At this time, in northern England, it's very hot at night, and the oak trees planted in the yards of every household are full of branches and leaves. Walking in the community, you can see all kinds of Yao trees in other people's gardens. Purple and red flowers are competing to open."

"Harry!" someone yelled.

Harry turned his head to see Fleur coming in from outside, and she climbed the stone steps.

In the field behind her, Harry could see Hagrid helping Madame Maxime to rope up two Pegasus ponies as the Beauxbatons school carriages were about to set off.

"I'll send Gabriel home first, and find a job here..." Fleur said with a smile.

"Harry teach you English by the way?" Hermione said.

Harry: "Ahem..."

Furong blushed slightly on her face: "No, I think Harry's teaching is almost done during this period of time."

"Goodbye, Harry." Fleur said, and quickly kissed Harry on the cheek: "We will meet again soon..."

Fleur hurried along the lawn towards Madame Maxime, her bright silver hair rippling like waves in the sun, Harry's mood became involuntarily happy.

Beauty is always a pleasure.

Hermione flattened her mouth: "Zhang Qiu, I feel that the two of us can't compete with a lotus, she is beautiful and scheming..."

Zhang Qiu asked, "Why did Furong have a scheming heart?"

Hermione said: "First she deliberately acted arrogant in front of Harry, to attract Harry's attention, and then she turned into a gentle little fan girl, playing hard to get, Harry must like such a woman, it makes his vanity explode, ha ha ..."

"Crack." Harry waved his big hand on Hermione's straight buttocks: "Hermione, you really know a lot."

Hermione clutched her ass that seemed to have been electrocuted, and looked around in panic: "Harry, can you pay attention to the occasion, in case someone sees..."

Durmstrang's big ship is starting, and the anchor (mao), which has sunk to the bottom of the lake for ten months, is slowly being raised.

Professor Karkaroff stood on the deck, looked at Harry from a distance, and snorted unhappily.

Harry is not as knowledgeable as he is. It should be said that if it weren't for him, Karkaroff would have died according to the original trajectory.

The same goes for Crouch Batty, if Harry hadn't killed his son, he would have been killed by his obsessed son who adored Voldemort.

Harry had only let him be expelled from the Ministry of Magic and become a civilian, which was already a great favor to him.

Of course, they wouldn't appreciate Harry, and Harry didn't care that they did.

On their way back to King's Cross Station on the Hogwarts Express.

The weather was completely different from when they had come to Hogwarts last September.

The sky is cloudless.

I still remember that when school started last year, it was a stormy and bad weather.

Zhang Qiu and the others easily found an empty cubicle and sat in it.

The cutie crawled under Harry's wizarding robes, the three owls rested with their heads tucked under their wings, and Crookshanks curled up on an empty seat like a big, fluffy ginger cushion .

The train took them south.

Talking and laughing along the way, watching the countryside outside the window getting greener and tidier, the train passing through Muggle towns one after another.

It wasn't until the lunch cart came that they were reminded that it was time for lunch.

Harry ordered another five-star takeaway table from the Muggle world.

While eating, Hermione took out the "Daily Prophet" from her bag.

"I haven't had time to read the newspaper this morning," Hermione said.

"I really don't know what's interesting, it's just trivial things." Harry said.

"Who made the wizarding world have no entertainment magazines?" Hermione said, "But the reporter Rita Skeeter is exactly the same as the paparazzi reporter in the Muggle world. .”

"During the Triwizard Cup competition, she made up a lot of lace news about other warriors, all of which were fabricated out of thin air, and some of them were even impossible to be inquired about, but she seemed to have seen it with her own eyes, and said something that was true and false. If so, even the person concerned doesn't know how to refute it," Hermione said.

Harry laughed: "Actually, I know Rita Skeeter's omniscience."

"Really?" Hermione didn't quite believe it: "I'm from the Propaganda Department. I've read all of Rita Skeeter's breaking news articles, and I can only describe them as miraculous. If not impossible, I would Suspect that Rita Skeeter has spelled all of her wizards under her spell."

Harry didn't hold back, saying, "She's an unregistered Animagus, and she can turn into a flying beetle, and I guess that's what she does all year round, flying around and eavesdropping on other people's privacy. "

Hermione was very surprised.

When the time was about the same, the three beauties took off their wizard robes and put on slim Muggle short-sleeves, and their slender figures appeared at once.

Finally, the train stopped at platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross station.

Astoria was the first to find her parents.

"Harry, am I welcome to visit you this summer?" Hermione asked.

"Of course." Harry smiled, "Not only are I welcome, but my bed is also welcome..."

"Talking to you always takes a sudden turn," said Hermione.

"Then bye, Harry, bye, Qiu Zhang..." Hermione waved towards her parents.

"Goodbye, Hermione..."

Harry said: "Wow, Zhang Qiu, there are only two of us together now, can we do whatever we want..."

Zhang Qiu: "??(????????w????????)??"

Harry took Zhang Qiu's hand and walked towards the exit back to the Muggle world.

The space fluctuated slightly, and Harry and Zhang Qiu had already returned to the Leaky Cauldron.

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