[HP]Love and Hogwarts

How to do?

Harry thought about it and couldn't think of what to say. Say it's not his home? Then he has nothing to do. He is pulling weeds from other people's homes on a hot day. He is not sick. Sighing, he gave up the struggle. Kahn could laugh at him if he wanted to, at least it wasn't the annoying Malfoy who saw him being manipulated by a fat, neckless Muggle.

Kahn was just asking casually, but now his face was covered with sweat, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a word. He almost lost consciousness, so he raised his head and squinted at the dazzling sun. , that’s right, she and Harry were basking in the same sun, so why did he suddenly look so hot?

"Go over there and take shelter. Don't stand stupidly under the sun anymore." Kahn pointed to the shade of the house and said, and used magic power to make a palm-sized ice cube for him and stuffed it in. In his hands.

"I actually..." The words he had just organized were interrupted by the coolness of Bing in his hand. He had no choice but to hold Bing in his arms and walk to the place she pointed.

Kahn also followed, still talking to him through the fence, "What did you want to say just now?" She heard him start.

Harry didn't dwell on it this time, and shook his head like a complaining child. What he said was wrong - he was only a half-grown child to begin with.

"You reminded me of something bad." Kahn pursed his lips after hearing this, and showed a rare expression of childish depression. Of course, compared to a rotten person like Franks, even Uncle Vernon was It shows a glimmer of humanity, but the world is not so bad that it has to be worse than anyone else, right?

"Excuse me?" He looked a little overwhelmed.

"Please don't mind, I'm not talking about you." Kahn blinked and put that kind of thing behind him. It was not easy for her to dwell on one thing for a long time, and neither could Franks.

"Then can I ask what it is? I can't think of anything that would make you feel bad." He almost thought she was omnipotent.

"It's not impossible,...at most it just wasn't possible at the time." Kahn emphasized in a face-saving manner, "And do you regard me as a god? Of course there are things I can't do, so many that I can't even bother to worry about them. ." After saying this, she calmly told him about Franks. She never took the initiative to talk about it with others, but if others asked, she had no intention of hiding it.

"He should go to jail!" Harry said emotionally after hearing this, and stepped hard on the lawn that Uncle Vernon had just planted. He cursed several times in a row to relieve his anger - he always thought that Kahn was some kind of eldest lady who was carefully cared for by a pure-blood family.

Not only him, but everyone except Slytherin who knew something, everyone else thought so, because how could she not be? No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible for her to be related to the word abjection. He had obviously forgotten that when he first met Kahn, she was dressed worse than him, including the regular clothes Kahn was wearing at the moment. Not good stuff.

"So how is he now?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I've been dead for a long time." Kahn said with a smile.

"...Huh?" Harry looked at her in confusion, unable to digest these simple words for a moment. Retribution came so quickly?

"Well, retribution is so quick," Kahn said as if he knew what he was thinking. Harry suddenly burped nervously, causing Kahn to look at him several times before continuing: "I heard that he encountered a bank robber when he was driving to the bank to withdraw money. He was taken hostage. The robber did not He was a good man just for running away. He should be given three minutes off his sentence. Franks' life would not be worth it any more."

She seemed to say something serious as if nothing had happened?

"Okay, this is a misfortune competition. I never care about this. Let's talk about something else. I should be going back soon." Kahn's mood became very good again at this time. When he said this All said with a smile.

"So fast? Where are you going?" He couldn't help but take a step forward, stood by the fence and put a hand on his hand. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he wished that the time could go back a few seconds so that he could quickly cover up his silly voice. The person who asked the question must be returning to the happy home she mentioned, otherwise where else could she go.

Kahn did not think this question was strange at all, and still said with a good temper: "Because it has been a long time since morning. Of course, I am going back to Happy House, the place I just told you about. I am now I live there, about 4 or 5 kilometers from here.”

She pointed the direction to Harry and told him the specific location: "You can take a bus to the nearby area. If you are willing to come and play with me, ask the owl to send me a message in advance so that I can go to the kitchen and steal some cakes or other treats. You, I’m bored every day now and can’t do anything.”

After talking for such a long time in one breath, she seemed to feel a little thirsty. She lowered her head and lowered her thick, fluffy blond hair. She took out a bottle of peach-flavored juice from a simple plain crossbody bag she was carrying and inserted it into the bag. She put on the straw and looked at him expectantly while drinking.

"Of course I would."

——This is a foul! He looked at her and agreed without thinking. After realizing what he said, he took a sharp breath. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but that Uncle Vernon would definitely not let him. When he went out, he wished that no one could see him, so that no one would know that he had a weird nephew.

Forget it, never mind it! He always has a chance to go out. This is a good opportunity to become good friends with Kahn, and he is reluctant to give up.

"Great, I will come to you tomorrow and bring you something that can be used to send messages. You can help me try it out." Kahn said in a good mood. She knew that Harry The owl was imprisoned by his uncle and was not allowed to go out to deliver letters. This was not a problem. It was just a test of how she used the paper crane.

And this meant that she didn't have to spend the summer vacation alone. At least she had someone who also knew about the magical world to chat with. She felt that her trip today was not in vain.

Harry didn't ask what it was that could be used to deliver letters. Anyway, he would see it tomorrow. He chatted with Kahn for a while about tomorrow's plans, and agreed that when Kahn came tomorrow, he would help Harry get locked up in the storage. Take out the spell books and summer homework from the room, no magic needed - just a wire and some skills.

"Why do you know this?" Harry looked at her in shock.

"It's easy to have too many skills. I don't want to be locked up again one day. I can't get out without a wand and a key, and my life will be miserable." Kahn said obediently, without any clue of what she had just suggested. It's like trying to pick the lock of someone else's house.

"Well, maybe I should learn it too." Harry agreed with her reasoning.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you when I come back. I don't have time today. Goodbye, Harry. I have to go back, otherwise Mrs. Harriet will nag you again. See you tomorrow." Kahn took a step back and waved to him. , when she turned around, the light golden hair tail gently curved in a soft arc in the air, as cool and soft as the faint peach fragrance that she didn't know when.

"See you tomorrow, Karn." Harry said with a slight smile. This was the first time since he came back from Hogwarts that he was so happy. Even after Karn left for a long time, he was still calm in the peach-flavored cup. In anticipation, even pulling weeds in the sun could not stop him from being filled with joy for tomorrow.

After he was finally kicked back into the house by Uncle Vernon, he carefully took out the red rose that Kahn had handed him at the beginning and inserted it into the small glass vase on the bedside, guessing in his mind. This will keep for a few days - Ron's one is still as good as when he picked it off, and he hopes his is too.

The next day, Kahn came to Harry's house early in the morning as promised. Harry said that they had just finished breakfast at this time, Uncle Vernon would go to work, and his aunt would go and eat with Dudley on the other side of the corridor. Have snacks and watch TV.

Harry had already seen her coming from a distance on the second floor. He immediately ran downstairs and carefully opened the door. This feeling of being a thief was really exciting and exciting, and Kahn didn't even make a sound. The voice entered the house and glanced at the two people who were watching the TV with their backs on the sofa. Without stopping, Harry led him straight through the living room and to the storage room under the stairs.

With the noisy sound of the TV, the slight sound of the wire being twisted in the lock did not attract the slightest attention. After the door creaked softly, it slowly retreated outward, revealing a black gap.

"It's open!" Harry emphasized unconsciously and looked at Kahn in surprise.

"That's right, it's open. Go get it quickly." Kahn opened the door completely and said to him.

Harry nodded repeatedly and got in. After a while, he was holding the spell book. His summer homework came out. He didn't take the wand. It couldn't be used outside the school anyway. Although it could be used to scare Dudley, it would only be used if Uncle Vernon saw it. All of them will definitely not be saved.

They locked the door again, and Kahn followed Harry to his room on the second floor. Although the furniture in the room was a bit old, it was neatly tidied up. It was not like Kahn's boys' rooms in the orphanage. There is some strange smell, only a faint fragrance of washing powder.

Ever since he entered this room, two thin blushes appeared on Harry's face, and they were getting deeper and deeper. He brought people into the room without even thinking about it. He should at least clean up first!

"Oh - roses." Kahn looked at the flowers that Harry put in the glass vase yesterday. He was silent and didn't know what he was thinking. Harry couldn't help but stepped forward, opened his mouth and was about to explain, but saw Kahn. En stretched out his hand and turned it around on the glass bottle. In an instant, another yellow rose was squeezed next to the rose, and then green roses, blue roses, and lush green roses filled the mouth of the glass bottle.

After looking at it for a while, Kahn seemed to feel that it was not good, "It's too crowded." She grunted, raised her hand and took back the roses, leaving only the original red rose, "Well, this is much better. .”

She turned her head, looked at Harry who had his mouth open as if he wanted to say something, and asked, "Harry, what's wrong?"

He pursed his lips, glanced at Kahn, and then at the rose, then shook his head and said with a smile, "I also think this is much better."