[HP] Five Poisons

"We're good friends, aren't we?" Ron said with a hurt face, "But he hasn't revealed any information at all. If his name hadn't been spat out by the Goblet of Fire and flew into the hands of Principal Dumbledore, we And still be kept a secret."

Chi Mo turned his head and picked a shredded coconut ball with chopped cherries from the snack box, put it into his mouth, propped up one cheek, and continued to read with his cheeks bulging.

"Forget it. I don't want to mention the past, but what about after?" Ron angrily picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the lake vigorously, causing a big splash . "I asked him face to face, and he still wants to hide it from me. Do I look like a fool?!"

The sound of water splashes startled the resting birds in the woods, flapping their wings one by one, and flew out from the branches, leaving behind graceful silhouettes.

After the birds left, the original tranquility was restored here.

Ron was panting heavily, and after a long time, he said bitterly, "He doesn't regard me as a friend at all."

Chi Mo said "Oh" without raising his head, and his attention was all on the book he was holding, and he was very curious about the chupaca buraka introduced in this chapter-this guy is a seven-year-old at all. Unlikely, most of the magical protected animals in the magic world seem to be hybrids of various animals.

Chi Mo scratched his chin. Maybe he can try next time by mixing several creatures to see if he can create a new species.

"Hey. Why don't you talk." A man was sulking for a long time, but found that Chi Mo didn't intend to pay attention to him at all. Ron's face was a little tense, "Are you also on Harry's side? You're laughing at me for thinking we're good brothers, aren't you?"

Chi Mo raised his head strangely and glanced at the angry red-haired Gryffindor with a thick neck, and said inexplicably. "What does this have to do with me?"

Ron, who didn't expect to get such an answer, was speechless for a moment.Isn't it time to comfort him?Even if it wasn't, he should stand by Harry's side and not give himself a good look. ——He thought that they and Chi Mo were friends.

Standing there stupidly for a while, realizing that Chi Mo really didn't care about the quarrel between him and Harry, Ron felt uncomfortable again in an instant.This junior Hufflepuff is so indifferent!

Ron turned around with a dark face, ready to go back to the castle - he must be stupid to stand here and blow the wind!

Chi Mo didn't care about Ron's current expression at all. He looked at the book by himself, and when he turned the page, a sentence popped up. "I've prepared flowers for Harry."

Ron couldn't keep up with Chi Mo's brain circuit, "Flowers? What are you sending him flowers for?" Then he looked at Chi Mo's face subconsciously. Is that what he thought?This third-year Hufflepuff likes Harry?Oh Merlin, this is unbelievable.

"Sooner or later it will be used." Chi Mo said disapprovingly.

Ron repeated like a parrot, "Sooner or later it will be used?" Where?Confession?Or wishing Harry the win? —Merlin, he never thought Harry could win this match, because the opponent was too strong, and Harry was only a fourth-year student.

Chi Mo said of course. "Ah, yes, at the funeral."

"Oh, at the funeral... a funeral?!" Ron's eyes were wider than a cow's for a moment, and he stared at Chi Mo, who had a calm face but said such curse words in disbelief. "How can you say that?! Did you say that?! You're cursing him to death?!"

Like an enraged bull, Ron snapped back viciously. "Speak clearly, kid! Harry has always regarded you as a friend! How can you curse him so viciously?! Well? Don't everyone say that Hufflepuff is the most loyal friend?! You guy..."

"Am I wrong?" Chi Mo didn't pay attention to Ron's threat at all, and mocked, "Isn't what I said exactly what you thought?"

"I didn't!!" Ron retorted angrily, "How could I do this to my friend?!"

Chi Mo raised his eyes and looked directly at Ron, whose face was comparable to a tomato—annoyed, "No, you have." Before Ron could speak, he took the words on his own. "Since he participated in the Triwizard Tournament, he must be prepared to die at any time. Anyway, no one would care why he participated in this competition. And I, just as a friend, waited for him in the competition After Zhongshen died, I just sent a bouquet of flowers to his grave. Compared to you who did nothing, I thought I was already friendly enough."

Ron seemed to have been slapped in the face, his face turned blue and white, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Chi Mo sneered and didn't look at him again.Look at the remaining half of the content by yourself.

What were you angry about before?

Ron stood there blankly, and a voice in his heart kept saying: Because he signed up for the Triwizard Tournament behind your back, he was too much, he didn't regard you as a friend at all, It's a pity that you still treat him as a brother all the time!

No, it is not.Another voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, it's not like this, before he said it, Harry didn't even know what the Triwizard Tournament was!

So what?The voice from the beginning sounded again, he is a traitor, he has betrayed the friendship between you.

certainly not!Another voice retorted loudly, the Triwizard Tournament is so dangerous!Are there still few players who have died in competitions over the years?Why are you still holding on to this little braid?What if something really happened to Harry during the game? !

A flurry of footsteps went away, Chi Mo raised his head, there was no one in front of his eyes, he raised his eyebrows, and in the distance, he could still see a fast-moving black dot.

"Look, who is this?" Draco Malfoy drew a long tone and said slowly. "Don't you have eyes? Scarhead."

Harry, who was only focused on walking, shook his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness after being hit.This will hear the mockery ringing in the ear, and only feel the sharp pain in the temple.

He mumbled. "It's none of your business." It's unlucky enough, every time I meet Malfoy, nothing good happens!To think that he has changed for the better is really too naive!

Draco snorted angrily, and paused every word, "Let me remind you, Scarhead, you hit me first!" It seemed that he really wanted to just give Harry another hit.

Harry kept his head down, looking at his feet, only to feel that his head hurt even more. "...Okay, I was wrong, can you get out of the way now?"

Draco raised an eyebrow, barely accepting it.He squinted his eyes condescendingly because he lowered his head, and the pitiful looking Scarhead twitched the corners of his mouth. "It's really rare, I only saw you."

Pansy, who was standing behind him, "giggled" when she heard the words, and the sweet voice made Blaise beside her tremble.

"Oh~ Draco, you're such a bad boy~" Pansy cast a reproachful glance at the platinum-blond boy half blocking her. "Everyone in Hogwarts knows that the savior fell out with his followers~ You are still throwing salt in his heart like this~"

Harry pursed his lips, trying to restrain himself not to conflict with these three people in this unfavorable one-on-three situation.

After Ron, who hurried back to express his sincerity to his brother, left, the space became quiet again.

Chi Mo finished reading the chapter about Chupacabraca before raising his head again and squinting at the forest on the left. "come out."

A few seconds later, there was a sound of "snapping" the branches and leaves of plants and trees.

Soon, another figure appeared beside the big tree against which Chi Mo was leaning.

"It looks like you and Harry Potter are on good terms."

A cold and slippery voice sounded in this space. "You are really soft-hearted."

"Are all the voyeurs so brazen and confident these days?" Chi Mo, who was said to be soft-hearted, couldn't help but sarcastically.

The expression on the man's face didn't change at all, he just said something. "I thought you would accept my compliments, Mr. Merchi."

"If, that's really a compliment." Chi Mo closed the book in his hand with a snap, and said with a blank expression. "I thought that, as a member of the British Chair of the International Federation of Magicians of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Mr. Somerhalder should not have so much time to hang around."

Fran Somerhalder - after coming out of the North Tower that day, Chi Mo noticed the man staring at them all the time, as if he didn't understand the irony in Chi Mo's words, instead he answered seriously. "Hogwarts is a place that people miss. It is a rare opportunity to return to the old place. I think there is nothing wrong with visiting more."

"You can visit as long as you like, provided that you don't hinder others." Chi Mo emphasized the volume of a certain word.

"Then, does Mr. Merchi have any free time to revisit the old place with me?" Somerhalder's cloudy inverted triangle eyes make him look like he has bad intentions no matter who he talks to. Of course, he will see It's true that I don't have any good intentions.

Chi Mo sneered and refused. "I just go for walks with my friends."

If someone else was here, Chi Mo would have left a long time ago with such a low face.Somerhalder, as if he couldn't see the impatience in Chi Mo's eyes, glanced at the snack box beside Chi Mo, and said his discovery in that cold and slippery voice. "Do you like the taste? I thought you'd prefer cranberries."

Chi Mo directly closed the lid of the snack box without thinking, "No matter how much you like something, it will only make people feel dull in front of some uninvited people."

"You seem to hate me?" Somerhalder seemed to be surprised in his tone.

After packing up his things and standing up, Chi Mo felt his forehead throbbing when he heard this, "Wow~ I'm so happy, you finally discovered this obvious fact."

Somerhalder looked at the boy in front of him who was nearly a head shorter than him, and was silent for a while before saying a word. "If, you can't sleep tonight, you can come to the Forbidden Forest to see, I..."

"My sleep quality is very good, Mr. Somerhalder." Chi Mo interrupted him unbearably, turned his head and gave the ginger curly-haired man a hard look, and warned + threatened again. "If I find out some people's little tricks again, I will not be polite. After all, I am just a weak Hogwarts third-year student. I think, afterward, everyone will understand that when I am in trouble, I urgently Want to protect yourself. What do you think?"