Chapter 918: Secret Observation and Desire for Survival

After a few agonizing minutes passed, Cho mentioned Umbridge. Harry breathed a sigh of relief and quickly grabbed the topic. They had a pleasant moment following the attack on Umbridge, but since the topic had been discussed very thoroughly at the D.A. meeting , and didn't last long at this time. Finally they fell silent.

Harry felt very embarrassed at the tuts coming from the next table and considered finding something to say.

"Well, what are they doing? Going on a date?" Hermione wrapped herself up. Fortunately, the weather was still cold, otherwise...

"I mean, Hermione..." Fan Lin looked at the black turban around his head, "Do we have to be like this?"

"You have to be right about what you are doing. If the weather does not allow it, a pair of sunglasses would be a good choice." Hermione said seriously.

"But, we are in the house." Fan Lin said, "Oh, okay..."

Looking at Hermione's eyes, Fan Lin wisely chose to shut up. This can be said to be a very strong desire to survive.

"Your coffee." Mrs. Puddieff said from the side.

"Thank you, I mean, we just arrived, it's a little cold..." Fan Lin said, putting the coffee on the table, and then casually lowered the curtain of the box next to the wall.

"So, what should we do?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you come here?" Hermione said nonchalantly, still staring at Harry closely.

"Uh, okay..." Fan Lin shook his head, and then fell on Harry, "But it doesn't really look like they are dating."

"Qiu means this, but Harry doesn't understand it yet." Hermione concluded, "Maybe Harry put his mind in the lounge today. I don't think this is Harry's normal behavior. He doesn't like Qiu very much." ”

"Uh...should...should..." Fan Lin was also a little unsure. Harry looked like he couldn't wait to leave.

"Should?" Hermione seemed to have heard something incredible. She looked at Fan Lin, but Fan Lin did not answer. At this moment, Brother Qiu and Harry finally broke the silence.

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"Um, would you like to go to the Three Broomsticks with me at lunch? I'm going to meet Hermione there."

Qiu raised an eyebrow.

"You're meeting Hermione, today?"

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"I think she misunderstood something..." Hermione said softly.

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"Ah...yeah, well, she asked me to go, and I thought I'd better go. Do you want to go with me? She said it's okay for you to go."

"Oh, she's really nice." But Qiu's voice didn't sound like she really thought she was nice at all. On the contrary, her tone was very cold, and her expression suddenly became terrifying.

"Did she really misunderstand something?" Fan Lin also listened to the conversation between the two people with some disbelief. "I mean, Harry didn't know I was going?"

"He may have forgotten to say it, which means one thing..." Hermione said, staring at Fan Lin closely.

"Oh, I swear, I like you very much." Fan Lin said quickly.

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Minutes passed in silence, Harry sipping his coffee quickly as if he needed a new one.

Next to them, Roger Davis and his girlfriend's lips seemed to be glued together. Cho's hand was on the table next to her coffee, and Harry felt the urge to take it.

"Just do it," Harry said to himself, a mixture of panic and excitement racing through his chest, "reach out and take it."

Surprisingly, it seemed more difficult to extend his arm twelve inches to touch her hand than to catch a flying Golden Snitch in mid-air. But just as he moved his hand forward, Qiu put his hand down. She watched Roger Davis and his girlfriend kiss with a slightly interested expression.

"He invited me, you know," Autumn said quietly, "a few weeks ago, Roger, but I turned him down."

Harry, who was trying to explain why his hand suddenly reached across the table by grabbing a sugar bowl, had no idea what Autumn was saying. Why is she telling him this? Why did she agree to come with him if she expected to sit at the next table and receive Roger's passionate kiss?

He said nothing. The little angel above them dropped another handful of confetti, and some fell into the cold dregs of Harry's coffee cup, which he was about to drink.

"Oh, come on, Harry..." Hermione was extremely nervous at the side, clutching the curtain tightly with one hand, but when she saw Harry's hand falling on the sugar jar, she couldn't help it. disappointment……

"I was here with Cedric last year," Cho said suddenly. It took him two seconds to hear what she was saying, and Harry felt like his insides were freezing.

Harry couldn't believe she was talking about Cedric right now, when couples were kissing all around him and little angels were floating overhead.

Fan Lin on the side also looked very shocked. It was impossible for Qiu not to know that this was definitely a taboo topic, but in such an atmosphere, she mentioned a person who abandoned her because of Harry?

Qiuba raised his voice. "I've been meaning to ask you, did Cedric—did he—did he mention me before he left?"

This was the last topic in the world that Harry wanted to talk about with Qiu.

"Um—no—" he said quietly. "He-he didn't have time to say anything. Um, you, did you watch Quidditch over the summer? Yours was Ireland, right?"

Harry's voice sounded unreally amused. To his horror, he saw tears in her eyes again, just like they had after the D.A. meeting before Christmas.

"Look," Harry said with some disappointment, leaning closer to avoid being heard, "let's not talk about Cedric now, let's talk about something else." However, he obviously said the wrong thing.

"I think," she said, tears falling on the table, "I think you know-you know! I need to talk about this! And of course you need to talk about this too! I mean, you saw it happen, right? -Is it right?"

Everything was demonically wrong; Roger. Davis's girlfriend stopped clinging to Roger and watched Autumn cry.

"I - I talked about this," Harry whispered, "with Verlin and Hermione, but -"

"Oh, you want to talk to your friend!" she said harshly, her face glistening with tears. Many people stopped kissing and looked at them. "But you don't want to talk to me! Or—maybe it would be better if we just pay the bill now and let you meet your friend Hermione Granger. Isn't that what you think?"

Harry stared at her, completely bewildered, and Cho grabbed a napkin and wiped her face.

"Qiu?" he called weakly, hoping that Roger would ask his girlfriend to turn around and continue kissing, and stop looking at him and Qiu.

"Come on, get out of here!" she shouted, covering her face with a napkin and crying. "I don't understand why you invited me in the first place since you were going to meet other girls. How many people are you going to meet after meeting Hermione?"

"That's not it!" Harry said. He finally understood why she was angry. He felt relieved and couldn't help but smile. However, after a few seconds, he realized that he had made another mistake.

Qiu jumped up, and the whole teahouse fell silent. Everyone looked at them. "I'll keep an eye on you, Harry!" she cried, whimpering as she rushed to the door, yanked it open, and ran out into the pouring rain. (To be continued)