[hp] Pride and Prejudice

Harry has been an orphan since telling Hermione a plausible answer.

Except for the time when Hermione went to the library to find materials, she just hinted at Harry to leave and let the two of them be alone. Harry looked at the stupid Ron and felt that he shouldn't have to bear so much.

So he gave Ron a copy of "No. 12 Magical Weapons That Fascinate Witches".

So later, he came to the library directly as a person.

Harry was apprehensive, deeply regretting the decision, if Hermione was with Ron, would they exclude him?

Or is it embarrassing to lose your temper?

But he also wants his friends to be happy.

Harry finished reading today's book irritably, but still found nothing, so he took the book and walked towards the corridor, just in time to see the girl's silver hair flying wildly outside, she showed a graceful rotation in the sky, and just avoided a For the bludger, she used her elbow to hit the flying ball hard, and it fell perfectly into the ball frame.

Wallins whistled, and she flew over and clapped everyone in cheers.

This is the third week that Slytherin has practiced the Hawkhead attacking formation.

Draco smiled and handed her a bottle of water, and Ola watched him drink it with a smile.

Harry stood by the window, watching how Ola cheered for the ball, playing so close to people like Draco and Wallins, and they hadn't had a chance to be alone together in the past two months, and he thought Just a burst of annoyance.

She is always so attracted to the opposite sex, have you ever thought about him?

"Harry!" A pair of big hands patted him on the shoulder, "I came to see you, and took care of things along the way."

Sirius has completely returned to his old appearance, with elegant black hair, looking at him with a smile.He took out a high-end chocolate box and shook it triumphantly, making the chocolate beans inside collide.

Harry gave a quick shout to Sirius, and threw himself into his arms.

The two fought for a while, and he looked out the window again.

Following the eyes of his godson, Sirius looked out teasingly: "Aren't you going to give Ola chocolate?"

Harry took his box, but didn't move.

"Sirius," he forced a smile after a while, "you take it back and eat it yourself."

Sirius looked at him with a look of resentment.

"No," he persuaded, "Valentine's Day is a very important day, it's fine if you don't give her chocolates, but you actually give chocolates to the godfather who ranks first on the list of witches most want to marry every day? Am I missing this thing?"

Harry glanced out the window and whispered, "She always has so many male friends."

"It's normal to have so many male friends," Sirius said naturally, "and so is your mother..."

Harry's glasses flashed sharply: "What happened to my mother?"

He looked at him with a stubborn face.

Sirius sighed: "Little Prong, why are you like your father?"

He had no choice but to omit important information, and roughly talked about Lily having a friend of the opposite sex, and in the end the three views were different and separated.James wanted to target him at first, but it was completely wrong.

Mainly depends on the girl herself.

He asked sensitively, "My mother's friend doesn't like her, right?"

Sirius looked at him wistfully.

"Do you have feelings for Hermione?" he asked, "Their relationship is about the same as yours, stop at friends."

Harry thought about it.

Ola flew down the steps and was wiping sweat, some fine beads of sweat remained on her forehead.Because this match has nothing to do with anyone other than the Warriors, Slytherin has been training them for almost two months.

She returned to the dormitory almost exhausted.

Ola was holding a broom and was about to go out. Just last night, Alto told her the secret of why the golden egg screamed.

"Ola," Pansy suddenly trotted over, "I'll take you to an important place."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, knowing that this good girlfriend had already left her behind in order to date Ernie.

"Hurry up," Pansy said, holding her hand, "you'll be gone if you get there late."

Ola thought for a while, Harry had plenty of time to see her, but Pansy only had one.

Pansy is more special than all of them.

She squeezed Pansy's hand tightly, "Let's go."

"Girls," Draco muttered.

But she didn't expect Pansy to take her to the kitchen.

As soon as she passed the big pineapple image in front, there were many girls chattering together, and she even saw Ravenclaw's autumn, their table was full of chocolate piles and sticky juice.

Aura frowned, "What did you bring me here for?"

"It's almost Valentine's Day," Pansy said with a smile, "let's make chocolates for my boyfriend."

Ola didn't tell Pansy her love experience, but Pansy vaguely guessed it.

Only she didn't ask.

Ola followed her example and wore a lace apron.

This chocolate is probably made by melting the chocolate sold by Honeydukes and then shaping it back into shape.

"But you can't start with cocoa beans." Pansy smiled, covering her lips.

Ola smiled too.

She worked hard to stir in the chocolate gravy melted by the elf, and she stopped wearily when the chocolate became smooth: "Forget it, I guess I don't have the talent for this."

And her hands hurt so much.

Ola sighed into her delicate hands.

Pansy was bending over, staring at the pile of unshaped chocolates, and lazily let out a hmm.

She sat in the back for a while, rested, and was ready to go straight out to buy chocolates.Ola doesn't know how to do these things, she has never been involved in these things, if she can marry a family similar to Egil's in the future, then she will be a young lady who will never touch the spring water for the rest of her life.

Ola is confident that she will never have to do this in her life.

"Ola," Pansy sensed, "where are you going?"

She replied: "I'm going out to buy chocolates."

As soon as the voice fell, Panxi put down the cream stick in his hand in surprise, and said in a calm tone: "But this is a Valentine's Day gift, Ola, your boyfriend will be angry."

Ola smiled sweetly: "But he never celebrated Valentine's Day before."

Or, let the house-elf make one?Or buy one and say you made it yourself?

Pansy couldn't hide her surprise.

Ola shrugged nonchalantly.

Anyway, she didn't see how much Potter put his heart into this relationship. The two probably just wanted to talk.That being the case, why didn't she regard her relationship with Potter as Pansy and Delian?

It's just that being a first love is very face-saving.

This was the Boy Who Lived, the youngest warrior of the Triwizard Tournament.

Pan Xi whispered: "Your boyfriend is also very pitiful."

"Where is the pity?" Aura raised her eyebrows.

"Poor Ola's boyfriend," Pansy said plaintively, "he's just a buy-one-get-one-free gift in the store. Ola treats his friends decently, but what about her boyfriend? Doesn't he deserve the slightest favor from you?"

At this time, the chocolate in her baking tray was ripe, and Pansy opened the baking tray, and the chocolate shone with a gray light.

Pansy smiled at her: "Can you do it?"

Ola was curious: "I'll try."

She re-attached the apron and put the melted chocolate sauce into the mold, but would one of these chocolates be too sweet?Do the British like it so sweet?

Harry seemed to like sweet things, and treacle tarts were his favourite.

But Ola had never tasted such sweetness, so she couldn't feel it.

She finally shook her head indifferently, forget it, as long as she can eat.

Ola glanced at Pansy's chocolate, and gave up heartily. In the end, she hastily made a poor-looking chocolate, wrapped it in the brightest golden-red box, and added Slytherin's green ribbon .

"It's so pitiful to be your boyfriend." Pansy shook her head looking at the exquisite packaging of the defective product.

Ola said goodbye to her, cast a shrinking spell, and walked up the tower again.

The narrow secret passage leading to the eighth floor became the passage she and Harry would come to at night, because Filch usually didn't come here to patrol, and it was too small for students to explore here.

The tall and thin boy stood on the steps, his blue eyes were as green as a pool of water, and he only stared at her.

Ola hurried up, "Have you solved the secret of the golden egg yet?"

She looked at him expectantly and asked quickly.

He didn't speak.

Ola looked at him stubbornly, and he said after a while: "I solved it yesterday, and I saw Crouch on the Marauder's Map, and I gave the map to Professor Moody just last night, you don't know you know?"

She looked at him, Harry's eyes dimmed, with a very bad feeling in his heart.

"I often think that you are like a diary," he said slowly, "A lot of things happen in my day, but I will only write one sentence in the diary in the end-today is fine."

Ola frowned, "What's going on with you recently?"

Harry pursed his lips, looking unwilling to speak.

This door closes itself from time to time, and many people can only stay outside without finding the key.But he is very much looking forward to others walking in, this door only belongs to smart and proactive people.

Aurora's desire to win and lose arose in her heart.

She began to act coquettishly: "I'm in the same mood as you, but we can't be together every day, and as long as we are together, we won't let go. I don't want to delay your secret of finding the golden egg."

Her juvenile eyes were obviously brighter, and the lips that could not help but be forced to be pressed down.

See, that's the kind of person to say nice things about.

"However, I have already found out the secret of the golden egg," Ola said. "Those ugly singing voices may be mermaid language. You may be doing something underwater."

Harry sighed, "It's saving people underwater. If you don't save them for an hour, the lost treasures won't come back."

She looked at him, the boy's resolute profile was outlined by the moonlight.

"If they're trying to murder me, that's a pretty good idea," he sneered. "Maybe they should mention it to my aunt and uncle, sign me up for swimming lessons and let me drown."

Ola searched her memory hard, forcing herself to come up with a good idea.

She murmured: "You shouldn't be able to use the spell immediately, and you don't have the advantage of being able to fly in the water. It's only a few days away. Maybe finding a magical potion or herbal medicine may be more effective..."

Should go to the library to find it.

As Ola was talking, she suddenly felt that the light was much darker.

Raising his eyes, he found that the young man was blocking his sight, and he was staring at her intently, breathing out from time to time with the sound of grass-like breathing, and the next second he seemed to want to kiss her.

Aura pushed him away angrily, "Let me tell you, try to avoid being alone."

Harry snorted dissatisfied.

But Harry obviously didn't push it. Instead, she exposed the small box she had hidden in her pocket. Harry picked it up before her and cast a magnifying spell. He smiled and said, "A Valentine's Day gift?"

Ola was a little ashamed, and whispered: "Yes, happy Valentine's Day, but you must be mentally prepared when you open my box."

"It's okay," he comforted, "the taste shouldn't be bad..."

Harry's words stopped abruptly.

Her chocolate molding was a mess, as if it hadn't been baked, and the chocolate almonds were not melted in, and they were exposed.As soon as Harry opened it, a spray of rich chocolate juice sprayed down.

"Wow," he exclaimed, "this chocolate is really dead."

After Harry realized what he said, he quickly raised his face to make amends: "Um, I mean, although the appearance is not very good, the taste is probably good."

Ola snorted and snatched the chocolate box back, only to have thick chocolate dripping all over her hands.

The boy opposite hurriedly suppressed his smile and gave her a clean up.

"Just wait," Ola said harshly, "I'll let you see what change is in a few days."

Harry curled his lips, staring at her with smiling eyes.

She took the box angrily and was about to go back, but Harry stretched out his hand, trying to reach her, when suddenly he heard a cat meowing.Harry immediately took out a delicate box from his pocket and gave it to her who was in a panic. After turning around randomly, he was putting on an indifferent look, pretending to be passing by and walking to the side.

"Mrs. Norris?" Filch's voice was overhead. "Did you smell the students?"

Ola immediately drew out her wand and cast a ignore spell.

By the next day, Harry was in the library again.But this time the three of them were all there, and Hermione shot Ron angrily. They had a quarrel in the morning, and Ron's expression was a little unnatural.

Harry sighed helplessly.

"Let's look for this," the brown-haired girl with still frizzy hair pointed to the book, "Nick Brown's usage in the [-]th century, he used the bubble head spell to go into the sea to find the long-lost diamond, the bubble head spell can Stay underwater for an hour and a half..."

Ron held the book "The Origin of Quidditch" and clicked his tongue.

The brown-haired girl continued: "Of course, it's unrealistic to learn the Bubble Curse within a few days, and Animagus is also a little unrealistic. I suggest eating something..."

Harry propped his head on his hands, and his hands clasped the book. He looked around, and finally in a corner, he saw a pair of white and delicate hands picking up a book, with a little silver hair showing on the edge.

It was Ola Egil.

There is a warm current in his heart, Ola is caring about him.

"Harry!" said Hermione displeased, "You're not listening at all."

Harry woke up suddenly, "I think the spell is a little unreliable, I'd better look for some potions or herbs."

"Maybe a new idea." Hermione shrugged.

She turned around and brought a few large books at random. Harry's head was big, Ron wailed and turned them over, and Hermione looked at the books menacingly.

"Yes," Hermione circled behind herbalism, "Gill grass, you can breathe freely underwater."

She took it over and circled the important content with a pen to show Harry.

Harry frowned. "But where did we get it?"

Hermione glanced at her watch: "But one matter has been settled today, let's not talk about it, Krum asked me out."

"So you hurry away," Ron said, "you were just waiting to find him, right? Tell Krum what we found with you, you like Krum, don't you?"

Hermione turned her head angrily, "Yes, at least he is not a coward like you who dare not say anything!"

He couldn't even ask her to be alone.

The bright eyes of the brown-haired girl were particularly disappointed.

Harry was no stranger to their quarrel, he calmly packed his books, couldn't suppress his desire to confide in Ola, and couldn't wait to see her.

And there she is.

He looked over and saw that the silver-haired girl had fallen asleep on the table at this time, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But the next second, the smile on his lips stopped.

The platinum blond boy passing by patted her side face very naturally, but she remained motionless, her hair was disheveled, and then Harry saw this classmate who had been an asshole for several years, gently tapping her lips with his lips. Face.

Harry stayed where he was.

And her sleepy side face was quiet and innocent.