Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 479

"Little girl, let me tell you, you can..." the old witch yelled unwillingly in the photo.

Harry turned his back to the wall and pointed back.

The old witch's wicked behavior of trying to destroy other people's feelings was immediately stopped. Her mouth seemed to be sealed with glue. She didn't stop, but she couldn't open it anyway. She could only jump violently in the photo. Pointing at Harry with thin fingers, trembling angrily. She must have greeted Harry with beautiful words in her heart.

Harry ran his fingers across Luna's cheek, and finally stopped at the pointy chin.

Luna deadly bowed her head, and Harry's index finger flicked back and forth, as if playing with an impeccable artwork, finally provoking Luna's chin.

"Hmm..." Luna's breathing became rapid, her eyes turned to the side.

Her lips are shy of cherry pink, which is especially easy to induce the urge to take a bite.

So Harry followed his heart.

"Hey..."

How long has the time passed? Luna doesn't have this concept, she just has a blank in her mind.

Harry gave her a short period of gentle breathing, and her mind was dizzy with a little clarity.

Seeing Harry leaning over again, Luna hurriedly shouted: "Don't..."

Harry looked at her with simple and suspicious eyes, as if Luna had done a heinous thing.

"Here... is the stairs, someone will pass by..." Luna said in a low voice and hastily.

As soon as the words were spoken, Luna wanted to cast a magic on herself.

How could she feel that her words were encouraging Harry to go further, Luna was upset.

"Hmm..." Harry said flatly.

He held Luna's waist with his right hand, and led her to move two steps to the left.

Because just behind Luna, there is a door, which belongs to an abandoned classroom.

Luna was stiff, like a toy controlled by Harry, and moved to the door of the classroom.

Harry's left hand was already on the rusty brass doorknob, and there was a sudden murmur of speech in his ears.

The voice was slight, if there was nothing, it was coming from behind the door Harry was about to open...

"Smelly treasure, have you missed me these past few days?"

"Miss your liquid..."

At this time, Harry realized that something was wrong and tried to stop his actions, but at this moment, his body was out of control. Harry watched as he turned his hand to open the door of the classroom where Luna was leaning on.

The people inside did not notice that someone had broken in and was still talking.

The boy of the two said: "You wipe it yourself first, I'm going to class..."

Harry circled Luna fiercely and stopped, Luna leaned back, her eyes wondering, she didn't understand why Harry was in this pose.

She saw that Harry didn't stop looking at her face, but looked behind her, so she turned her head too.

In the abandoned classroom, a pair of young wizards at a long table finally discovered an unexpected guest.

The witch in the party looked at Luna, holding a white tissue in one hand, stiff to her mouth.

"Luna!"

"Vinylana."

The situation is very strange.

The female classmate who had just said that she was going to date her boyfriend met again during the date, especially when it was still a scene.

So Harry and Luna walked in silence.

For a long time, Luna asked Harry an unexpected question: "Harry, what are they doing?"

Harry blinked, "I don't know that."

Luna stretched her lips, breaking the casserole to the end and asking: "What is the white side of Vinylana's lips?"

Harry glanced at Luna, he didn't understand what Luna was thinking, whether he really didn't know or pretended not to understand.

But he answered very seriously: "I guess, it's the milk stains you drank at breakfast."

"Really?" Luna looked confused.

"It must be." Harry nodded.

At night.

Luna's dormitory room.

The lucky four witches have another deep and beautiful dream.

Luna, who is both knowledgeable and practical, raised her head fiercely, her long golden hair flung behind her smooth bare, her upper body straightened.

While wiping away the unknown liquid from her mouth, she accused Harry and shouted angrily: "You are a liar, a liar. Where is the milk."

The Easter holiday is over.

The future Minister Hermione was sitting at the desk on the last night, wandering with a quill in his hand, loosened, picked up, and dropped, and the ink left dots on the parchment.

She was thinking about what she had reviewed this short vacation.

There was a blank in her mind, and she had to admit that this holiday this year was the worst year for her not to review according to the study plan. Obviously this year is still very important.

"The exam is still thirty days away. I have to hurry up and review every second, oh, I blame Harry." As a schoolmaster, Hermione wasted her time before the exam, creating a strong feeling for this. Anxiety and guilt.

At the same time, she made up her mind that she would never play with Harry again for the rest of the time.

Harry never underestimated Hermione's self-control and willpower, but when Hermione solemnly announced that from today to the end of the last test of history of magic in June, she will focus on learning and nothing can disturb her. Also move away from the big bed when living in the living room. Harry was shocked.

"As for?" Harry couldn't help but said.

Hermione glanced at him, her eyes full of doubt and distrust of Harry's character: "If you promise you will never seduce me, I can go back to the bedroom."

"What is seduce?" Harry yelled, he must wash away his slander, "I don't agree with this statement, I moved my hand, you just cried and rushed over, this can only be said You can't stand the test too much."

"Zhang Qiu and Astoria can testify."

Zhang Qiu smiled slightly, she wouldn't stand on Harry's side in such an infamous argument~www.mtlnovel.com~ Astoria recalled countless times that Hermione's face flushed and her expression was lost, she tried hard. Nodded: "That's right, I occupies Harry every time, for fear that Sister Zhang Qiu and I will go over."

Hermione was angrily trying to plug Astoria's mouth with a spell. Is there such a short story?

"Huh." Hermione flicked her hair.

"Anyway, it's such a thing, I'm just telling you, and you have to use magic to cut off the sound from me at night... when doing errands." Hermione said arrogantly.

"Okay, okay, you guys go back to the house and sleep." Hermione pushed the three of them into the bedroom, closing the door tightly.

She turned around and went back to the living room.

"Something's wrong, Hermione is a bit weird," Harry said from the room.

"What's weird?" Zhang Qiu said.

"Well, I can't say it, it feels not as simple as she said."

Reading at night with the lamp, the red sleeves add fragrance. It was Hermione who was talking about it.

The fragrance of the red sleeve means that Helena intimately prepared a fragrant coffee for Hermione.

Hermione took a sip from her cup and glanced calmly at the quiet bedroom door.

According to a certain magic book, if the wizard outflows too much, the nutrition will not keep up, and the body and spirit will deteriorate.

Harry had been squeezed for so long, and it would last another month in the future.

And he recharges his energy, which makes the enemy retreat and I advance.

He will definitely surpass Harry in the s test.

I don't know what Harry will look like by then.

Don't you always show off with a distressed expression that you accidentally won the first place again. If the importance of this test was so important that it turned myself over... Hey, it seemed that Harry had already thought of the scene when Harry looked at the report card in disbelief, and Hermione couldn't help but smile proudly.

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