[hp] Pride and Prejudice

Ola had no choice but to go to the kitchen to learn how to make other desserts to please Qiu, or try to make a good impression.She wore an apron until the night before belatedly remembering her boyfriend and bringing him a plate of food.

When she returned to the cellar, she saw a young man coming out of the office with a gloomy face. He kicked the stone pier fiercely, and then his expression suddenly improved a lot. tone.

"Harry," she glanced left and right, "are you all right.

He raised his face, a smile appeared on his unsmiling face, "Ola?"

Harry looked around vigilantly, and pulled Ola to a hidden place.

"It's bad," he protested. "He thinks I stole the African tree snake skin from his office, but I don't have it. I finished the potion of rejuvenating water under his pickiness. I cut off the mouse spleen alone. It’s almost eighty times, and I have to endure scolding from far away.”

Ola sat on the steps and watched him finish a loaf.

Harry said with a worried face again, "He also scolded my father, saying that he was arrogant and arrogant, just like me."

Ora could sense that Harry adored his father so much that she reached out and patted him softly on the back.

"But he is different from your father," she said in relief. "Your father is a great hero. He is just a teacher. Your mother is also very beautiful. They are both talented and beautiful. Professor Snape is just a widower."

Harry took a sip of the pumpkin juice and smiled softly: "Yes, if his personality is a little bit good, he wouldn't be a widower."

Ola was a little annoyed.

"Okay, that's it." She was upset that other colleges said the dean, "this is my dean, he is a master of potions."

Harry lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes left a little haze on his face. He stared at Ola's little leather shoes that kept kicking towards the sky, and suddenly chuckled.

He asked, "Why are you wearing an apron? And it's not tied well."

Ola lowered her head, only then realized that she had come out without even putting on her apron.

And the straps behind the apron were messed up.

She sneered: "I forgot."

Harry laughed, put down the glass, his bony hands came around her waist, his fingers danced nimbly in the air, and he patiently tied a bow.

Aura looked down at his messy black hair, and couldn't help but reach out and rub it.

The boy let out a dissatisfied snort, and when he was fastening the bow tie, he was about to seize the opportunity to hug her into his arms. Originally, the girl's fragrant softness was pressing on him, but because of the difference in the steps, his chin was so intuitive for the first time. Lean on it.

Aura shyly pushed him away: "Why are you doing this!"

The tips of Harry's ears also suddenly felt hot, "I, I don't know."

Although he had kissed her many times, he had never touched her anywhere other than her waist.She was also lying on her side when she was lying in his arms, and he was always careful not to hold her tighter, lest she know something was wrong elsewhere.

"You're always like this," Ola said angrily and shyly, "you always kiss me when you disagree, can you talk to me?"

Harry's cheeks were flushed, he drooped his eyes, and moaned, "I don't want to, but I can't help but want to kiss you, not only when I'm alone, but also the rest of the time, and I even want to kiss you when they are both together." Kiss you when I'm here. You're in class today, you know, and when you're back in Slytherin, you talk so proudly."

He looked at her loose expression, and continued to add: "...Proud and beautiful."

Ola couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

"Actually, my mother is also very beautiful," she said proudly. "She told me before that she is a flower in Hogwarts, as famous as Aunt Narcissa. But I don't know how she is now. When I saw her, she was very busy with work and rarely came home."

Harry murmured, "If only I grew up with Mom and Dad..."

It's not that someone told him what his mother looked like.

Ola smiled at him: "Your future child can grow up with you."

She stood up, took off her apron, and was about to go back.

Harry stood up too, the glass between his fingers.

"In the past few months, Sirius has been looking for me very frequently," Harry frowned. "He always felt that someone deliberately asked me to join, although that was the case. He locked his eyes on Crouch, Barger Mann and Karkaroff, but I told him Karkaroff might not be there anymore, anyway, you should be careful when you stay away from them."

Ola thought of Karkaroff's humility.

She said conservatively: "Didn't the ingredients of the Recovering Decoction prescription be stolen? Maybe someone else transformed or something, just like your second grade, he might have turned into Professor McGonagall..."

"Absolutely not!" Harry felt her previous feelings, "Don't say that about my dean."

Aura shrugged and walked straight down the stairs.

In a few minutes, she was going back to the lounge, and she hadn't seen her for a long time again.

He took a few steps and walked down, holding her tightly with his hands, with longing eyes: "Ola, I won't kiss you anymore, give me a kiss."

Aura turned her head angrily.

She looked into his pitiful emerald eyes, and said coldly, "No, I won't soften my heart, Mr. Potter, you hired the wrong person."

Mr. Potter grumbled reluctantly, but he gave the corner of her mouth a quick nip as she put on a show.

"Potter!"

Harry smiled: "Anyway, different routes lead to the same goal."

She and Draco observed Cedric for a few days, and found nothing unusual, and then the two of them thought everything was fine, and lived with peace of mind.

But when the third event was approaching, Ola also began to feel anxious for Harry. The conversations of the past few days rang in my ears. Compared with Death Eaters, Ola was more inclined to drink reconstituted soup. Fang Zi, maybe this person is secretly hiding by his side.

She wanted to give Harry a drink of Felix Felicia, but such behavior was against the law in the competition.

And Pan Xi was smearing his face beside him, not worried at all.

Ola couldn't help feeling envious, if only Harry was just an ordinary person, he would play a little better than others, so they could hold hands and chat by the Black Lake, and do homework together.

It's a pity that her friend still has a little feud with him, and there is an older brother who takes care of her.

Ola took a sip of water and continued to think deeply.

And Daphne pulled off her bed curtain, and couldn't bear it anymore: "Pansy! Can you stop singing while removing makeup? I still have to sleep."

Pan Xi put on the mask and lazily let out a sigh.

When Daphne closed the bed curtain, she turned her head and made a disgusted grimace at Ola.

Aura could only smile consolingly.

Her face, which was also covered in a mask, was green with bile. Pan Xi swayed over, jumped over, saw her desktop and said in surprise, "Are you actually reading a potion book?"

The compound soup recipe has a strong cabbage flavor.

Daphne's grumpy voice sounded: "Pansy!"

Aura sighed, and decided to start taking a look at Transfiguration.

This day is undoubtedly an important day for the warriors. She and Pansy usually read the "Daily Prophet" on the long table. Granger looked in a great mood.

Well, she was plagued by those reports a month ago.

She raised her head, "Draco, that sandwich on the side, please?"

Draco looked at Crabbe, "Please?"

Crabbe gave her a piece of bread, and Ola casually spread blueberries all over it, and by the way said hello to her brother who had a sad face every day, which he always did recently.

Ola thought, maybe everyone is in a bad mood, and it's useless for her to persuade them.

She chatted with Pansy.

"You must come with me to Hogsmeade next time," Pansy said. "We're going to buy some cosmetics. I heard that there are a large number of facial masks in the Outer Clothes Store?"

Ola was surprised: "There are facial masks in the out-of-the-ordinary clothing store?"

Pansy pointed at her head in distaste, "Look, you've only been there once, you're really ugly."

Ola pouted in her heart, isn't it because she is going on a date with Harry?

The six of them sat together, occupying almost a row, as they had always done.

"I'm feeling sick to my stomach, maybe I ate too much butter this morning," she interrupted Pansy. "Sorry, I might have to go back to the castle."

Ora ran straight down, casting an invisibility spell on herself as she walked, the backstage where the warriors were resting was open, and Sirius was patting his boy on the shoulder.

"You can do it," he reassured his godson. "As for those nightmares, they will pass soon. Harry, you are as good as James."

Harry hugged him reliantly, "I will, Sirius, I will do as well as my dad."

He raised his head, his face was full of pride, and his green eyes were rippling with joy at this compliment.

Sirius hugged him for a while, and he was embraced by his family members full of joy. At this moment, a scented wind blew in, and he suddenly felt a cool skin texture on his face, a soft and tender feeling. His lips touched the corners of his mouth, and he was too familiar with the smell.

She spoke viciously: "If it wasn't for you to compete, I would definitely bite you to death."

He didn't make any expression yet, but just left a lip mark on his face out of thin air, Sirius on the opposite side began to react, and patted his knees and laughed.

Harry stood there in embarrassment, waiting until the smell of orange blossom had completely faded away, and Sirius laughed and patted his godson on the shoulder, the tips of his ears scalding like boiling water.

He felt that the masculinity he had pretended to be in front of her was gone in this instant.

"This girl is so interesting, hahaha..." Sirius smiled. "However, Harry, you are much better than James. James didn't date Lily until the seventh grade."

Harry changed the subject: "Then what are my father and mother like..."

The two walked inside while chatting, and after a while, Hermione and Ron also ran over to hug him and wish him good luck.

And Ola vented her desire for revenge, and walked outside with a smile. She waved to Pan Xi in the stands, and trotted up, but she ran too fast, and just knocked down a generous figure beside him. The flagon almost spilled, a strong smell of cabbage.

"Egil!" Professor Moody shouted gruffly, "You're going to knock my drink off, so walk carefully."

She had attended a few of his classes, and the effect was comparable to that of Professor Snape.

Ola quickly apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, Professor Moody."

She didn't wait for Professor Moody to say anything, she stood up directly and was about to run back to her position, but she thought about it when she raised her legs, and walked towards the old man with a white beard.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final match of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me report the current score! Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter - 85 points, tied for first place , Hogwarts School!" Applause and cheers startled the birds of the Forbidden Forest into the darkening night sky. "Victor Krum - 80 points, No.2, Durmstrang College!" There was another burst of applause. "Fleur Delacour——No.3, Beauxbaton College!"

"Now... Harry and Cedric, listen to my whistle!" said Bagman. "Three-two--"

Ola breathed out, "Principal Dumbledore, I smell the flagon on Professor Moody's body smells of cabbage, and I remember that the rejuvenation potion also smells of cabbage."

Dumbledore looked at her wisely and kindly. Before he could respond, Professor Snape stood up first.

Dumbledore glanced at her, "Miss Egil, I see, you go back first."

Aura looked at him worriedly, and then fled to her seat under the stern gaze of her dean.

At this moment, almost no one paid attention to this episode, because the sky was getting dark and the game had just started, they were still staring at the door with interest, and after a few hours, they started playing cards and chatting.

After all, the game cannot be watched live.

The exciting and exciting items in it are only for the warriors.

Olla heard that Hagrid would keep animals in it, and she shuddered thinking of his cruel little things.

But those animals didn't actually bother Harry, and instead made Cedric blow up his hands with slime.They met at a corner of the maze, where just now there was still the scream of Fu Rong.

"To the bone!" Krum pointed his wand at them.

Harry shielded Cedric, "Disarm you!"

After the two of them got rid of him and ran quickly, Harry felt a little regretful. He thought Krum was pretty good before, but he didn't expect him to have such a strong heart to win the Triwizard Tournament.

"Show me the way!" Harry said to the wand again, and it twirled to point a way to the right.

He ran along the road and saw a light ahead.

The Tri-Wind Cup shone seductively on the base 100 meters away.Suddenly a dark figure rushed into the road ahead of him.

Cedric was ahead, he was sprinting towards the trophy, and Harry was after him, but how could he catch up, he had just hurt his leg trying to get rid of the spider.

But within a few minutes, Cedric stopped, and he even squatted down uncomfortably.

"Are you all right," Harry asked kindly, "You're all right."

As soon as he said this, he began to blame himself again. Did he forget the stupid thing about saving everyone in the second project?

Cedric shook his hands, and stood up again relying on his own strength, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, as if he had exhausted all his strength.He stood up, jolting a bit.

He pulled out a smile: "Harry, don't squat down to look at me, we compete fairly."

Harry smiled at him too.

They slowly approached the sacred trophy, but Cedric did not move, obviously he was the closest.

"What's the matter," Harry gasped to Cedric, "take it, you've arrived."

Cedric smiled palely at him: "No, Harry, take it, you saved me twice, and your performance just now made me think you really have a heart of gold."

He scratched his hair embarrassingly.

"That's not the rule." Harry shook his head. "Whoever comes first gets the points, you go first. I'm telling the truth, I can't run a race with this leg."

Cedric smiled and said nothing, his face was frighteningly pale, as if he was trying to control something.

Harry became a little impatient: "You deserve it, you told me the secret of the golden egg, and my leg was injured, and the second project was also I foolishly took the lyrics seriously, you swam before me... ..."

Cedric's body suddenly approached the trophy, and Harry quickly stopped looking at him, but two seconds later, he leaned back again. Is this some kind of novel circus performance?

He frowned and noticed something was wrong: "Cedric?"

As soon as the words fell, Cedric fell forward again, and he vomited directly into the mouth of the trophy. Harry opened his eyes wide and saw that the mouth of the cup was full of vomit.

Immediately afterwards, he watched helplessly as the warrior sought after by Hogwarts vomited at this trophy, and this golden trophy suddenly lost its previous attractiveness.

Harry even wanted to retire.

He reluctantly took out his wand and did several cleanups, but Cedric still couldn't help vomiting, but now he couldn't vomit anything at all.

In the end, he collapsed on the ground, unable to get up no matter what.

"I'm sorry," Cedric said guiltily for a long time, "so, I'm not the fastest either, Harry, you should hold the trophy, you don't want our warrior to be a sick man either."

He looked down at the trophy, still shining, but he didn't want to pick it up.

It took Harry a long time to find his dry voice, "How about we go together?"