HP: The New God from Hogwarts

The summer morning at four in the morning was damp.

As Momowu walked, she used magic to tie her long silver hair loosely into twin tails with an orange hairband.

"Good morning, Luna."

She met Harry on the first floor of the Burrow, who had been away for a month, and he seemed to be a little different.

Harry sat on the chair next to Ron, holding a porcelain cup in his hand and elegantly sipping the fragrant coffee in the cup. His posture became more upright.

Today he was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, with a long dark red trench coat on top, which made his already white skin even whiter. His hair was longer, with long thin bangs covering his forehead and eyebrows. It falls on the eyelashes, adding some gloomy temperament.

The pair of bulky black-rimmed glasses were taken off and replaced by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging from a thin gold chain.

His green eyes were even calmer under the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses, with an elegance and calmness that didn't belong to his age. He looked more and more like Grindelwald.

"Morning, Harry!"

Momo was not surprised that Harry would come. When Arthur brought back the tickets to the Quidditch World Cup final, Ron couldn't wait to use her double-sided mirror to notify AKA, who was practicing sniping on the ice field.

Ron even wrote a letter inviting Hermione to come to the Burrow to watch the Quidditch World Cup final after notifying and confirming that Harry would come.

He really did, Harry cried to death.

Harry gently placed the porcelain cup in his hand on the table, stood up and naturally opened his arms to Taowu, tilting his head slightly, with a moist smile in his cold eyes.

Taowu jumped down from the steps and walked quickly to Harry. The boy opened his arms and hugged her tightly, her head almost touching his chin.

A low and hoarse male voice came from above her head with the sleepiness of early morning. She heard him say:

"Luna, I miss you so much."

She leaned her face against the boy's solid chest and listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat. She suddenly realized that her little savior had grown up and became what she expected four years ago.

He will become a hero in his own right.

The girl's body was soft and pressed against his. Harry's eyes were a little blurred, and he held his hand around the graceful arc of her waist, distracted.

Ron smacked his lips dissatisfiedly as he watched them embrace. He poked Hermione's arm gently with the handle of the spoon, then pointed at Harry and Momo, looking at her expectantly.

Hermione immediately understood what he meant, and when she met Molly's ambiguous look, her face suddenly turned red from shyness.

She nudged Ron angrily, then turned her back to Ron, pretending to be angry and ignoring him.

Ginny stood on the stairs with her lips pursed and snickering. The smart little beauty immediately raised an eyebrow at her mother and pointed in the direction of the kitchen with her finger.

Molly's eyes were full of loving smiles. She nodded to her daughter, picked up the glass jug with more than half a jug of milk on it and walked towards the kitchen.

"Oh, kids, I'm going to get you some more milk."

As soon as Molly walked into the kitchen door, Ron stood up immediately and took hold of Hermione's wrist. The girl's long brown curly hair swept into his face. He pulled gently and Hermione took two steps forward. , very close to him.

Ron held her little face in his hands, with an emotional smile in his eyes, and covered her lips with his warm lips.

Ginny's eyes suddenly lit up as she stood in the best viewing position at a high place. An aunt's smile appeared on her face, and an excited scream almost escaped from her mouth. She quickly covered her mouth with her palms.

She, Ginny Weasley, got it for real!

My brother and sister-in-law are the sweetest!

Hermione's face suddenly turned red. Her right hand gently pushed Ron's shoulder, but failed. Ron's left hand went down her cheek and grasped her right hand.

She didn't push him away anymore. She held his left hand with her right hand and linked it with his index finger. She put her other hand around Ron's neck, and the smell of grassy toothpaste flowed between their lips and teeth.

Taowu leaned on Harry's arm, covering her mouth with her hands as she watched the two of them kiss excitedly, and then pushed Harry's waist with her arm: "Then you, the three-person Gryffindor team, are you redundant?" The one?"

Harry raised his eyebrows at his best friend's sweetness, tangled his fingers in a strand of silver hair hanging on his arm, and joked: "Yes, I am isolated by the two of them. Do you want to take me in?"

Momo smiled and poked Harry's cheek: "Yes, I can lend you the sofa in the Hufflepuff common room. After all, many Hufflepuff students admire the savior, and everyone will welcome you."

Harry smiled and grabbed her finger: "I hope I won't be reported to Dumbledore by Senior Diggory. If so, I will ask Mr. Grindelwald to intercede for me."

The door of the Burrow was suddenly knocked open, and a female voice exclaimed loudly: "Merlin, today is the Quidditch World Cup finals day, isn't it Valentine's Day?"

Hermione was startled by the sudden sound. She woke up from a dream. She blushed and pushed Ron hard away. The boy was pushed away unprepared and fell directly onto the chair on the side. The flush on his face was still there. It hasn't faded.

"Sia?"

The familiar voice made Taowu turn sideways and look behind Harry, where the voice came from.

I didn't see the familiar figure with long brown hair and blue skirt. I only saw a figure with short black hair, wearing a cool short leather jacket, a pair of Martin boots, and a cool cover of a pistol stuffed in the leather gun case on his waist.

Momo looked at Harry in confusion, then looked at the short-haired cool guy: "Hey, handsome guy, who are you?"

"Luna, you are crazy. You can't even recognize me!" The short-haired Ku Gai's voice sounded very familiar. She turned her body sideways and faced Taowu with a speechless expression.

Momowu was stunned. The other person's face was still Sikelia's face, but the shape had completely changed, and even the eyes turned into a deep purple.

She looked at Harry in disbelief: "What kind of epilepsy is she having? Is the condition recurring again?"

Harry shook his head, lowered his head to her ear, and explained to her in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Last time, Sia was targeted by the research institute and witch hunters. After Rozier went to deal with the aftermath, Sia cut her hair and dyed it in order to avoid being recognized by her parents' colleagues again, and then let the teacher use it. The magic changed the color of her pupils so they looked completely different than before."

Momo walked up to Sikelia and found that Sikelia, who was also a girl, looked to be 1.7 meters tall, a full half a head taller than herself.

She looked back at Harry.

"Does your teacher have any special magic for growing taller?"