Chapter 533 Dream
When the two who had made a marriage contract reappeared in the hall hand in hand, the triumphant expression on Albert's face and the bright smile on Fu Rong's face could not be concealed.
"Congratulations." Allen handed over the newly remodeled growth wand, and sincerely congratulated the two.
Furong took over the Mithril wand, and a ray of light shot out from the port of the wand, turning into pink roses in the sky, falling all over the sky, and the pervasive fragrance filled the heart. "It's still my grandmother's hair, a little heavier than before, but it feels smoother to cast the spell, thank you Ellen."
When she received the attribute potions and potions for enhancing magic, after listening to Albert's introduction of the functions of these potions, she widened her eyes and carefully took these potions, her expression was both joyful and full of joy. A little melancholy.
Allen, who noticed Furong's expression, looked up and smiled gently at Albert, "Fleur, don't worry about Gabriel, after she graduates, if she is willing to join the Harris family, you can take her to work in the TV station, although According to the family rules, I can't let her enter the tower, but attribute potions and the magic knowledge taught to peripheral members can be provided to her without any contribution from her. In addition, you should practice more Occlumency and get used to it at any time. Run him, let’s not mention that it can prevent outsiders... There are quite a few guys in the family who have developed the habit of Legilimency at any time, and in fact we also regard it as a kind of practice.”
"I really don't like her very much." Looking at Fleur, who was surrounded by romance and happiness, Daisy, who was standing in a corner of the hall, said to Penello. After seeing Penello's understanding expression, she quickly explained , "certainly not because of her stunning beauty due to her veela ancestry or her 'phlegm'-sounding name."
"Father taught us to pay attention to demeanor when we speak and do things, so no matter how much we disagree, don't embarrass others. But she is not. I noticed that she is a very picky girl, and she likes to express her thoughts directly, regardless of the occasion. " Daisy curled her lips, "Besides, her pursuit of so-called elegance is almost obsessed, and she even has to eat dinner one by one..."
Penelope could only nod in agreement, looking at Daisy's appearance, but couldn't help but think in her heart: "Before Furong joined, the most straightforward person in the family who didn't care about the occasion was Daisy yourself."
Thinking of this, Penello looked up at Fleur again, and confirmed that the reason he didn't like her was purely because of her amazing beauty brought by Veela blood. The blood alliance badge that just appeared on her body aggravated this One thought: "Alan and I haven't made a blood alliance yet."
On the other side, Hermione was also talking to Luna about the big and small things that happened recently. After asking about Durmstrang's knowledge, Hermione mentioned the Hogwarts incident: "Today at noon at Hogwarts There was a Quidditch match here, Ravenclaw's second game, against Slytherin. Ravenclaw won again, and apparently the Ravenclaw Quidditch team had already done so because of the training and tactics of those professional teams. The arrangement is on the right track, the players are getting more and more tacit understanding, and the tactics are getting better and better. Now from the total score, Ravenclaw is far ahead of the other three teams. In the last game, Harry of Gryffindor can't come back yet, except for the House Cup, Ravenclaw will win again this year."
Luna looked at Hermione, whose face was flushed because of high emotion: "You have become a real Quidditch fan."
At this time, in the Hogwarts Gryffindor common room, Harry was also discussing today's game with Ron and the others. "I thought that without Allen, Ravenclaw's strength would drop significantly. I didn't expect them to play better and better this year. Their combat style and skills are simply not like amateur teams in the academy."
"It would be great if Dumbledore could lift Umbridge's ban on you. Without you, Quidditch training is simply suffering." Ron complained while checking the transfiguration paper he had just written. Harry was suspended, but he was allowed to play at will,
This is simply an insult to his ability. What's more, for him, every training session is almost a kind of torture. The distrustful eyes of his teammates and the constant sound of "Weasley is our king" outside the field all make him upset.
"Fortunately, the number of people participating in the training camp has returned to the original number, and our Defense Against the Dark Arts training group is finally on track." Harry quickly changed the topic, and talking about D.A is a good idea, which has recently become It was one of Ron's most concerned topics.
After listening to Hermione's explanation, Harry and Ron changed the name of the Defense Against the Dark Arts training group from Y.M.D.A to D.A - Dumbledore's Army, which Harry felt made sense too. After notifying him of the name change through the contact gold coins distributed by Hermione, he also explained and apologized for the joke he made due to his ignorance of Muggles.
When the group meeting was held again, those Muggle-born wizards who participated in the training camp for the first time also appeared in the training class again, but obviously Ron's reputation was damaged again because of this, although people accepted that this was a misunderstanding , but doubted Ron's orientation again.
Harry thought of what Seamus Finnigan and Lee Jordan next to him had speculated about Ron at dinner in the Great Hall.
Seamus whispered to Lee Jordan who was sitting on his left side: "Even if it's a misunderstanding, Ron's liking for a gay song so much shows whether his subconscious...you know, although Harry obviously isn't, he's now I'm having a hot fight with Ginny, but Ron's defense of him sometimes goes beyond the scope of ordinary friendship, and those reports should be true, and my mother said that the newspapers are still credible."
Li Qiaodan nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words, and then opened his mouth wide with his unique sense of rhythm and gesticulating gestures: "Being gay is much harder than being black, it's true , because... Ron, as a homosexual who dare not reveal his true orientation, he will face many problems that he will not encounter as a black man. At least I don't have to come out and declare that I am black, and I don't have to ask my Sit down with my parents, tell them I'm black, I don't have to come up to them and say, 'Dad, Mom, I want to tell you something, I hope you'll love me after hearing it, I'm black, I'm... I was born That's it.'"
Thinking of this, if Ron was not sitting in front of Harry, he felt that he couldn't help laughing a little. He settled down and continued to talk to Ron about Dumbledore's Army. Now Harry is very fond of D.A. Shangxin, Ginny replaced him as Gryffindor's Seeker. In his life, apart from studying, the most interesting and meaningful thing is D.A. Even in his sleep, he actually dreamed When he returned to the assembly room, he guided the students to train.
The dream has changed...
His body was soft, powerful and flexible, gliding on his belly against the ground... The light was very dark, but he could see the light of the surrounding objects, some strange and vivid colors. He turned his head to see a figure sitting on the ground with his head hanging on his chest, his silhouette flickering in the dimness.
Harry longed to bite the man, but the man woke up, jumped up, a silver cloak slipped from his legs, and Harry saw his bright, blurry silhouette standing before him, a wand drawn from its belt. He had no choice but to rear up, strike once, twice, three times, sinking his fangs deep into the man's skin, feeling ribs crack between his teeth, hot blood... …
The man screamed in pain...then fell silent...collapsed at the foot of the wall...blood spattered on the ground...
His forehead hurt like hell... as if it was going to explode...
"Harry! Harry!"
He opened his eyes, soaked in cold sweat, and the sheets were wrapped around him like tights. He felt as if a hot poker had been stuck in his forehead.
Ron stood by the bed, looking terrified. Harry gasped for breath and pushed himself up from the bed, his vision blurred with pain, but he was going to tell Ron that it was important...
"Your father," said Harry breathlessly, his chest heaving, "it's your father... something happened to Mr. Arthur Weasley..."
"Harry, buddy," Ron said dubiously, "you... you're just dreaming."
"No!" said Harry furiously, making sure Ron understood, "It wasn't a dream, it wasn't just a dream. I was there, I saw it... I did it!"