[hp] Pride and Prejudice

In the end, the kumquat battle ended with Hermione beating Ron violently.

Ola used several bottles of beauty potions to reduce the swelling on her face, and she almost went crazy when she played Quidditch, thinking of nothing but winning.But when her reason returned, she thought of the veela Furong who made her afraid downstairs.

She's actually playing with her face!

Olla put on a little make-up to hide it, and was in a bad mood right up to lunch.

"Ola," Allen said holding a letter, "the dean wrote you back."

She jumped excitedly, and couldn't wait to grab the letter from her brother——

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ps: I'll be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher next school year, if Miss Egil's head isn't too bad, I hope she remembers this from the plot of doing nothing and being in love with a little girl.

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"I didn't expect that I wrote so much, and he replied to me with this sentence." Ola was frustrated.

Allen snatched the letter and said violently: "What is a little girl's love plot! Who took away my well-behaved sister."

Everyone who wanted to read Harry's letter looked at him in silence, while Harry opened the owl-legged letter with a calm expression on his face - except that his hands were still a little trembling.

Allen held her shoulder and began to read the letter carefully.

At the same time, a piece of paper with the Hogwarts school badge fell down, and the huge Slytherin snake confided its snake letter on the letter paper, and Ola's blood rushed up his spine again—it was for Slytherin Quidditch A letter from the captain of the Qiyuan team.

"I just said that the dean loves me!" She shouted excitedly.

There was also a scream from the Gryffindor crowd, and Harry blushed with excitement, holding the lion's letter in his hand.

"Are you the captain of Gryffindor?" Ola held out his hand, "Let's shake hands before the game."

Harry couldn't hide his smile and shook hands with her. Both of them cherished the time when they could have physical contact, so they held their hands tightly together. Under Alan's suspicious eyes, they could only try their best to pretend to be Every time the captain shakes hands like that - as if trying to break the opponent's hand.

"Okay," Allen roared angrily, "Potter, you don't want to win!"

He was so angry that he threw all the letters to George who was on the side. His big palm was attached to their clenched palms, and he pulled Harry's fingers apart one by one, leaving red marks in the end.

Mrs. Weasley took the opportunity to shout: "Children, come down and eat, my French soup is almost ready!"

Ola didn't see Harry's expression, but her brother's expression looked extremely fierce, very much like a furious Artor.Allen's hand on her shoulder almost crushed her bones.

"Easy, Alan!" Ola yelled in pain, "I hurt—"

Allen let go of her hands from her shoulders, her face was still purple, but Ola twisted her face in pain, she lowered her head, feeling a burn where he pressed.

Before going downstairs, he was still nagging angrily: "Who are you in love with? I don't allow you to have a boy you like. You are still young and you are not yet an adult. Who is willing to lay hands on you? I will definitely To kill him..."

George purposely read Professor Snape's reply aloud to her, and several people suddenly amplified their voices. Harry had to drink his soup carefully, pretending that there was no one named Potter in this room.

"But I always have someone I like," Aura lacked confidence, "It doesn't matter..."

Ron rejoiced: "Fortunately, my brother doesn't care about me."

"Who cares about you?" George said.

"Don't say that about little Ronnie," Fred said. "If you don't have a girlfriend in your 30s, we should take care of it."

Allen stared at Ola with gray-blue eyes, and narrowed his eyes sharply: "What do you mean there must be?"

He knew that there were a lot of people who liked his sister, from the pile of love letters and letters every year, but Ola had never been addressed (and she didn't know it), but the Malfoy boy was closer to her, he thought It is possible that his younger sister will be with him naturally. In the sixth grade, he thought it might be his fiancé Vasily.

Allen tried his best to keep them from getting closer to his sister.

But after so many years, he accepted Draco a little bit in his heart. Although the two families were at odds, Draco was very sincere to her.

Aura has always been insensitive to this, and she seems to have broken up with him recently, but the dean directly named the little girl's emotions?

Emotions for whom?

"Do you like Draco?" Allen asked directly.

Those voices stopped instantly, everyone's ears were pricked up, and they gulped down the soup in unison, making Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen think that today's soup was very delicious.

Ola's hand froze for a moment, "No, Draco is my brother."

Allen exhaled, but looked over the long table and stared directly at the group of Gryffindors.

"Then you," he looked around, "would you like—"

Aura's heart rose following his gaze, and she didn't dare to look at Harry. Harry also lowered his head and pretended to drink soup, while everyone else looked at him holding their breath.

"—George Weasley!"

George raised his head and showed a helpless smile: "But I think Ola shouldn't like Weasley."

"Yeah," Fred said, "after all, you don't like Weasley because your surname is Egil."

When those people were surprised by this sentence, Allen suddenly smiled, and he became relaxed: "I was just joking, Ola, I know you have always cared about this kind of love, I know this There are people in the house who like you, but my brother forbids you to fall in love before you are an adult, this is my brother's sense of responsibility to you."

Ola breathed a sigh of relief, she nodded perfunctorily, these things are commonplace.

Hermione muttered, "That makes sense..."

George felt that the matter was not big enough, so he doubled his bracelet arm: "Really, you can tell who Ola likes, so that we can help you supervise."

"Potter!" Allen was dissatisfied with being interrupted repeatedly, and shouted directly, "Come on, are you particularly curious about what I taught my sister? I can't help it. The sound insulation here is not very good. Compared with stealing Listen, I might as well just say it."

Harry sat on the chair stiffly, he was concentrating on playing with the fork, pretending not to hear, except for the slight blush on his face.

Allen looked down at Ola, "Tell me if you like him or not."

In front of so many people's expecting eyes, Aura not only felt a little blushing, but she covered her face in shame.

It was a fatal question. If she couldn't answer this question well, her relationship with Harry would be gone;

Her voice sounded in the palm of her hand: "Can you stop asking, I'm even embarrassed when you see it."

Allen glanced coldly between her and Harry.

Ron nudged Harry secretly, and said in a voice that could be heard throughout the room, "Harry definitely likes Ola a bit more, though, doesn't he?"

"Okay," she said, taking her hands away, her face flushed. "I think you all are lovely, thank you for meeting you, Iloveyou."

Ola made them a little heart.

"You?" Allen asked, frowning.

"I mean you guys." Aura didn't change her face.

[In English, You means both you and you. 】

Almost in the next second, they started to cooing in unison, and looked between the two of them with teasing eyes. Harry buried his messy black hair on the table, while Ola looked at them pretending to be calm, In fact, his face was so red that it almost looked like it had been scalded by boiling water.

During their yelling, Harry's face was pressed against the half of the table, and his fingers awkwardly made a small heart to her in the air——

"Iloveyoutoo."

George was the first to let out a roar, applauding so hard that Fred jumped; Hermione, laughing so hard that she buried her face in her matted brown hair, slapped Ron's knee excitedly, and Ron grinned, While applauding the affection of good friends.

And Ola was ashamed to be buried in the goblin soil in the Weasleys' backyard.

Harry had already used the table as mud to bury him in.

Before Allen could react, Hermione hurriedly said, "Iloveyoutoo."

Immediately afterwards, the remaining few people came to their senses and said this sentence in a teasing tone, which made the two of them even more shy.All of a sudden, these words filled the room, making Allen feel like he was thinking too much.

Mrs. Weasley and Ginny took the last bowl of thick soup and looked at them blankly: "Harry, why did you bury your head on the table, it's uncomfortable to sleep there."

"Cough," he raised his hot cheeks in relief, "I'm going to deliver food to Sirius."

Ellen always has a way to make the opposite sex who approaches her disappear.

Ola obviously shared the same room with him, but there were a lot of people in the Weasley family, she couldn't be alone with Harry, and every time a group of people made fun of them, Ola was shy a few times before, but now she has This immune.

It may only be possible to be alone in group activities.

During Operation Diagon Alley before school started, the four of them walked together, and Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron.

"Ron," said Hermione, winking at him, "I don't think we're the right people to walk with, don't you?"

Ron pretended to hesitate, and said in an uncertain tone: "Maybe, but I don't know if Ola is willing..."

Harry raised his calf viciously, pretending to kick him.

Ron understood immediately, and he hurriedly took Hermione's hand and laughed and left. When the two of them reacted, Hermione's expression was still a little embarrassed.

Harry glanced at them with a smile, and just as he was about to come and take her hand, there was another timely roar from behind—

"Ola!"

Ola stomped her feet in boredom, and turned around reluctantly.

Allen was holding a wand, and his tall body blocked the way. There was almost only one person in the narrow alley.

Harry frowned slightly annoyed.

Ola sighed, "Here we come."

She obediently ran to her brother's side.

She and Allen walked around in this cold Diagon Alley-many people have moved out now, leaving only empty shops, and even the old ice cream seller has moved out.

The excitement of Diagon Alley was given to Weasley's joke shop.

After buying some books, Ola couldn't wait to go to the new store.

A group of Weasleys were standing in the hall, Ola looked at the shop assistant curiously, what if Weasleys and the others quarreled?Would the clerk say—please stop arguing with Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley over there, and Mr. Weasley over there will help persuade him, and Mr. Weasley over there, please stop messing around.

Ola smiled and went straight to look at other things.

Ah, the Weasley joke shop still sells love potions. Standing in front of those potions, Ola hesitated, but then thought, Harry liked her enough.

"I'll take a look outside first," Allen said to her pretending not to care. "Say a few words with the guest."

Ola snorted, and after he left, she looked around and sneaked close to the love potion to smell what it smelled.

There was the smell of green grass flying in the sky, her favorite orange blossom perfume, and in the bright sunshine, she lay her pillow on Harry's lap to bask in the sun, and the green-eyed boy looked at her tenderly.

A smell of sunshine.

Ola chuckled.

After a while, a familiar voice came from behind her, "Ola."

She turned her head and saw Harry standing behind her, his black hair falling over his eyes, hiding the emotion in them.

"What's the matter?" Ola stepped forward and held his wrist, looking up into her eyes. "Little Harry, look at me, why don't you look at me?"

"I," he pursed his lips, "I want to tell you..."

There was a sudden chill between Harry's wrists, and he looked down in confusion, only to see a silver bracelet on his wrist, on which was a small green snake that was swimming.

Ola opened her sleeves, and on her wrist was a little red lion.

"I wanted to give it to you a long time ago," she said coquettishly, "but my brother always stops us, and I can't find time to be with you. You know this bracelet, in Norway, 17-year-old adults have to give it to you." A watch, a bracelet from your lover. Although you have just turned sixteen, I gave it to you in advance."

Ola shook her head proudly, "I'm looking for someone to beat you. Lovers with a pair of bracelets are meant to be together forever."

The silver ring on her wrist hit Harry's, and the two silver rings collided together, making a crisp sound.

Harry stared at their bracelets obsessively. Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: "Ola, I want to tell you something."

"Say it." Ola looked at him suspiciously.

His Adam's apple moved, and finally said dryly: "Let's break up."

Aura's smile froze on her face.

"Why?" She frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"I've been meaning to tell you since I came here," Harry said quickly, as if afraid he'd run out of words. "But you fell ill as soon as you arrived at the Burrow, so I didn't tell you, and I couldn't find the time later, but today I finally got to be alone, so I want to tell you..."

"Break up," she murmured.

Ola just felt like she had been slapped across the face. She had never turned down the same man twice.

Almost without thinking about it, she immediately turned cold, took off the bracelet on her wrist, and slammed it on the ground. The bracelet bounced a few times in the air and then rolled to the ground, making a harsh sound unique to silver utensils. sound.

"I want you to know the price of rejecting an Egil," she said coldly, "Potter."