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Lilith's embrace was warm, and Harry quietly raised his face and gave the wizard a provocative smile.

It can really make people angry to death.

Harry Potter, he knew, was a champion of the Triwizard Tournament. He is also the savior of the wizarding world.

"Lilith, who is he? Why is he holding you?" The wizard was a little angry. He asked Lilith with a resentful tone, as if he had caught the mistress's first wife.

"It's Harry Potter, my good friend." Lilith frowned. "We were still dance partners at the dance some time ago..."

Lilith seemed to think of something and stopped talking. He smiled and rolled his eyes. "I'm jealous."

Harry felt that the smile was dazzling and made his heart ache. It's like a huge stone weighing on it.

"Lilith..." Harry covered the scar on his forehead, his voice trembling, as if he was enduring pain. "I hurt..."

Lilith's expression changed drastically, and she anxiously supported Harry Potter's leaning body. Voldemort's soul should have been removed from Harry.

Why does this happen? !

"Sorry, I have something urgent. Spencer, I can't accompany you on a date at the Black Lake today." After Lilith finished speaking, she anxiously left with Harry before he could respond.

Harry felt uneasy, but also a little proud. He knew this was not good, but he could not accept Lilith being intimate with other men.

"I'm sorry, Lilith, I interrupted your date with Spencer. It's all my fault..."

"It's okay Harry, your body is the most important thing."

After checking, it was found that it was just nerve pain caused by tight nerves in Harry's body.

Fortunately, it was not Voldemort's fault, which made Lilith feel at ease.

After that, Harry often used this trick to interrupt the two people's interactions, resulting in Spencer never touching Lilith again.

In the end, Lilith realized something was wrong and found Spencer to break up peacefully. Then he started dealing with Harry.

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In the Room of Requirement, Lilith pinned Harry against the wall. She stared at his face, watching his skin gradually turn a pink color.

"Lilith..." Harry was a little nervous because it was really too close. You can even feel Lilith's breathing.

"What do you mean lately?" Lilith put her hands on the wall, trapping Harry between her arms.

Harry lowered his head nervously, not daring to look at Lilith, and let out an aggrieved sob in his throat.

"Say, Harry." Lilith lifted Harry's chin. "If you don't tell me, I have no way of knowing what you think."

Harry had tears on his eyelashes and looked cute. He pursed his lips and spoke weakly. "Because I like Lilith, why would I want to be with someone else..."

The tips of Lilith's ears hidden under her hair turned red. Harry was so cute. She said, he must look good when he cries...

By some strange coincidence, she raised her head and kissed him. Harry's eyes widened in disbelief. His vision was blurred by tears, and he felt the touch from his lips. He hummed softly and hugged Lilith's waist.

After the kiss, Harry gasped and his legs felt a little weak. He could only lean against the wall helplessly.

"Lilith, can we...can we date..." There were still tears in the corners of Harry's eyes.

Lilith licked her lips in recollection and traced her fingers across Harry's cheek, filling the atmosphere with ambiguity. "What do you think? Boyfriend?"

Harry's green eyes lit up instantly, and he almost laughed out loud with joy.

The two of them didn't do anything extraordinary after that.

But Harry was very excited and even more positive about winning the Triwizard Tournament. Like a little puppy eager for praise.