HP Magic Biography

After a few agonizing minutes, Cho mentioned Umbridge. To Harry's relief, he seized on the topic and they had a good time following the attack on Umbridge, but since the topic had already been discussed quite thoroughly at the D.A meeting Yes, it didn't last long at this time. In the end they all fell silent.

Harry was very embarrassed by the tsk-tsk sound from the next table, and thought about finding something to say.

Well, what are they doing? A date? Hermione wrapped herself up, and fortunately the weather was still cold, otherwise...

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

You have to be right about what you're doing. If the weather doesn't allow it, a pair of sunglasses would be a good choice. Hermione said seriously.

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

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

Your coffee. Mrs. Puddife said beside her.

Thank you, I mean, we just arrived, it's a little cold... Fan Lin said, put the coffee on the table, and then put down 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 indifferently, her eyes still fixed on Harry.

Uh, okay... Fan Lin shook his head, then set his eyes on Harry, But the two of them really don't look like a date.

Cho meant that, but Harry didn't understand it yet. Hermione concluded, Maybe Harry put his mind in the lounge today. I don't think this is normal for Harry. He doesn't like Cho very much. Is it?

Uh...should...should... Fan Lin was also a little uncertain, and Harry looked as if he couldn't wait to leave.

Should? Hermione seemed to have heard something incredible, she looked at Fan Lin, but Fan Lin didn't answer. And at this moment, Qiuge and Harry finally broke the silence.

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Well, would you like to come with me to the Three Broomsticks 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's misunderstood something... Hermione whispered.

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Ah... yes, well, she asked me to go, and I think I'd better go. Do you want to come with me? She said it's all right if you go.

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

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

He may have forgotten to say, this shows one thing... Hermione said, her eyes fixed on Fan Lin.

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

...

A few minutes passed in silence, and Harry drank his coffee quickly, as if he needed a new one soon.

Beside them, the lips of Roger Davies and his girlfriend appear to be glued together. Cho's hand was on the table next to her coffee, and Harry felt an urge to grab it.

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

Surprisingly, extending his arm twelve inches to touch her hand seemed more difficult than catching a darting Snitch in mid-air. But just as he moved his hand forward, Cho dropped it. She watched Roger Davies kissing his girlfriend with mild interest.

He invited me,

You know, Cho said quietly, a few weeks ago, Roger, but I turned him down.

Harry, who was trying to explain why his hand suddenly stretched across the table by grabbing a sugar bowl, hadn't understood Cho at all. Why is she telling him this? Why had she agreed to come with Roger if she wanted to sit at the next table and be kissed passionately by Roger?

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

Oh, come on, Harry... Hermione was terribly nervous, holding the curtain tightly with one hand, but when she saw Harry's hand land on the sugar bowl, she couldn't help it. disappointment……

I was here last year with Cedric, Cho said suddenly. It took him two seconds to catch what she was saying, and Harry felt his guts freeze.

Harry couldn't believe she was talking about Cedric at this very moment, with lovers all around them kissing and cherubs floating overhead.

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

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

This was the last thing Harry wanted to talk about with Qiu in this world.

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

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

Look, said Harry, somewhat disappointed, leaning in so he wouldn't be overheard, let's not talk about Cedric now, talk about something else. But, obviously, he said the wrong thing.

I think, she said, tears dripping down the table, I think you know-know! I need to talk about this! Of course you also-need to talk about this! I mean, you saw it happen, yes -Is it right?

Everything is diabolically wrong; Roger. Davis' girlfriend no longer clings to Roger, but looks at Cho and cries.

I—I talked about it, Harry whispered, with Valin and Hermione, but—

Oh, you want to talk to your friend! she said harshly, tears glistening on her face. Several people stopped kissing and looked at them. But you don't want to talk to me! Also - maybe we'll pay the bill now and it would be better for you to 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.

Cho? he called weakly, hoping Roger would turn his girlfriend around and continue the kiss without looking at him and Cho.

Come on, get out of here! she cried, crying into her face with a napkin. I don't understand why you invited me in the first place if you were going to meet other girls. How many people are you going to meet after you've met Hermione?

That's not it! said Harry, relieved to finally understand why she was angry, and couldn't help laughing, but a few seconds later he realized that he had made another mistake.

Qiu jumped up, and the whole teahouse fell silent, and everyone looked at them. I'll keep an eye out for you, Harry! she cried, whimpering as she rushed to the door, flung it open, and ran outside into the pouring rain.