[HPDHGSG] Subversion of parallel time and space

The heir to Ravenclaw is even more terrifying... Harry wants to cry but has no tears...

The press conference started at ten o'clock in the morning, and there were crowds of people in Diagon Alley crowded in front of the headquarters of the "Pioneer" game console store, looking forward to the release of the ultimate version of the game console.Hermione, as Draco's friend, naturally got the VIP seat (the platinum dragon also felt the horror of the "fanatic Ravenclaw heir" in the background), Lucius still felt very awkward, but Draco insisted on giving Hermione's VIP seat, not only because Hermione might kill him one day if you don't give it, but also because it is a great opportunity to add points to the Malfoy family and clear the Malfoy family's prejudice against marijuana.But to be honest, the Malfoy family, big or small, actually don't like hemp seeds, but Hermione is a special case, because she not only has the power that the Slytherins admire, but also the manners and skills that the Malfoys value. Meter, in this case Draco should really be thankful that he met Hermione, otherwise he and his father's cleanliness, the notoriety of the Malfoy family may never be washed away...

In fact, it was also for the convenience of Harry's participation in the press conference. Otherwise, would you want the distinguished head of the Potter family, the heir of Gryffindor, to crowd the crowd? --Are you kidding, what environmental conditions can Harry and the others not tolerate?The point is that an invisible person squeezed in the crowd is very cheating...you mean compound soup?Or change your appearance?It's a pity that Draco Malfoy didn't know which nerve was wrong, so he insisted on letting Harry attend the press conference with his original appearance!Oh, it was true that Draco could see through the normal Disillusionment spell Harry was using today.

This press conference not only released the final model of the game console that is said to be the "pioneer" in recent years, but also released a large number of game software for free download or paid download. There are so many games and it's addictive.What confuses most people is that Ravenclaw, who is usually regarded as a nerd by everyone, is also very active and excited this time.

Perhaps the introductory remarks of Mr. Malfoy Jr., who is solely responsible for the "Herald" game console project, already hinted at it? "Forerunner is created for every wizard. No matter who they are, they can find their own past, or present, and perhaps unknown future, beautiful dreams in the world of Forerunner. This is also the goal of our Forerunner creation. , to realize those beautiful dreams in the hearts of every wizard!"

The author has something to say: *: Dear friends, don’t you forget, this is the pseudonym of the Big Four, the same as they used when they entered school.

*: It is said that Fasha has cedar body fragrance~

I had something to do a few days ago, so I didn’t come and update it. This time there are more articles, so I will update it next Monday, and I will update it on the May [-]th holiday~~~

chapter109. See also The Burrow

"Hi Lyle, long time no see~"

After attending the press conference, Harry and Hermione were forced by Draco to participate in an extremely secret celebration banquet. Harry was dragged by Draco to practice a few rounds of melee combat with him that night, (Harry really It's weird, doesn't Draco have to attend the public celebration dinner?) I was able to leave Malfoy Manor after a long time, exhausted to death (Harry complained: melee combat is very tiring!) to Privet Drive 4 In the smallest bedroom on the second floor of No. [-], she threw herself on the bed, and said sullenly to the person who was lying on the bed.

"You know how to come back?!" Lyle sat up angrily, looking like an angry five-year-old, which made Harry want to laugh.At this time, Lyle is in his own human form. To be honest, he should have been influenced by Salazar, the first master. Lyle's human form is just like the imaginary appearance of Salazar's son: half-length to Black hair, dark green eyes, pale skin and slightly thin limbs.It seems very weak, but the power of raising hands and dropping hands is almost unmatched.

Lyle quickly returned to his normal snake shape, spitting out snake letters and saying in Harry's mind: "They'll come tomorrow afternoon, I've packed your luggage for you, but it's just a show, you didn't leave your own things in the Backer Street, right?"

"Of course not." Harry also sat up, yawned, and took out his luggage from the space bracelet, "Earlier tonight, Draco insisted that I practice close combat with him a few times, I'm exhausted~~~」

Lyle crawled back to the half of the pillow and rolled it up: "Then have a good sleep, don't forget what you promised me."

"I'll never forget~" Harry threw the robe on the ground, covered the quilt indiscriminately, lay down in a comfortable position, and touched Lyle's little head, "Good night, Lyle."

"Good night, Harry."

In the house at 4 Privet Drive the next afternoon, the atmosphere was tense to the max.An assortment of wizards will soon be visiting their home, making the Dursleys jittery and nervous.When Harry told Uncle Vernon that the Weasleys would be here at five o'clock the next afternoon, Uncle Vernon looked shocked.

"I wish you'd told them to dress modestly, those people can't say that," Uncle Vernon growled immediately, "I've seen what your kind wear. They better wear normal clothes, then That's what's appropriate."

Harry and Lyle on his wrist held their foreheads silently...

Uncle Vernon put on his best suit.To some, it might have been a sign of welcome, but Harry knew that Uncle Vernon was doing it to make himself look good and domineering. (Lyle: "It doesn't really work, really.")

And Dudley looked like he had shrunk a bit.Not because the diet was finally working, but because Dudley was too scared.The last time Dudley had been in contact with a grown wizard, a curled pig's tail had stuck out from the back of his trousers, and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had paid him to be sent to a private hospital in London to have it cut off.Dudley had just recovered from the scare, so it was no wonder he was so nervous now, running his hands up and down his buttocks, and dodging from room to room, afraid that he would fall again. Being targeted by the enemy, repeating the last tragedy.

Harry and Lyle on his wrist held their foreheads silently...

During lunch, almost no one spoke.Dudley didn't even protest the food (cottage cheese and celery).Aunt Petunia ate nothing.She folded her arms, pursed her lips, and seemed to be chewing her tongue, as if chewing and swallowing the angry reproach she wished to throw at Harry.

Harry and Lyle on his wrist held their foreheads silently...

"Goddess Vivienne, I think it's better for them to come earlier now," Lyle whispered in Harry's mind, "Look at their family being nervous..."

Harry sighed, and took Lyle up to the second floor to prepare for some summer homework.

It was five minutes to five o'clock in the afternoon, and Harry walked downstairs slowly with his luggage. He did not forget that the Weasleys arrived a long time late today in the memory retrieved by Lyle.

In the living room, Aunt Petunia was swinging the cushions like a compulsive psychosis.Uncle Vernon pretended to be reading a newspaper, but his little eyes didn't move.Harry was pretty sure that he actually had his hands under his body, gripping his ass tightly.However, five o'clock came and passed, and Uncle Vernon in a suit and leather shoes was already sweating slightly.He opened the front door, glanced left and right down the road, then pulled his head back.

Harry and Lyle on his wrist held their foreheads silently...

"They're late!" he said gruffly to Harry. "They must be driving here, aren't they?"

Harry rolled his eyes, and said quickly, "No, not necessarily, in fact, I suggest you turn on the... well, please turn on the... fireplace."

"Fireplace?!" Uncle Vernon yelled out of breath, "Fireplace?!!! I, I knew, you guys were out of order! Someone needs a...fireplace! Ha!"

Harry and Lyle on his wrist held their foreheads silently...

Even though he said so, Uncle Vernon went to struggle to open the fireplace. Dudley watched in surprise, and asked Harry in a low voice, "From the fireplace? Really?"

Harry turned his head to one side and whispered to Dudley, "It should be, they use something called 'floo powder' to sprinkle on the fire, and then go into the fire and shout where you're going - of course, there There must be a fireplace too—a fireplace that can get you there." Suddenly Harry added, "And if there are twins among the people who will come later, don't touch anything they left behind, they are very mischievous , you have to be careful."

Dudley looked at Harry seriously, then nodded.Harry heaved a sigh of relief while thanking that his relationship with Dudley had always been good, and there would be no major obstacles in communication.

"Uh, Uncle Vernon," Harry said after "settlement" Dudley, "I'm sorry for causing you all this trouble... I mean, here's a bunch of wizards or something..."

Uncle Vernon's big red face didn't look at Harry, but he didn't say anything harsh, just snorted heavily.Harry shrugged and stood watching by the fireplace, thinking about keeping the Weasleys from getting dust into the kitchen that Aunt Petunia cleaned so well that they could eat it when the Weasleys came.

As I remembered, the Weasleys didn't arrive until after 05:30. Well, in fact, not only the red-haired Weasleys came, the first ones to come out of the fireplace were the ones with black hair --Sirius.

The fireplace was a bit short for Sirius, he stooped out of the fireplace, saw Harry, didn't know what to say, and was terribly reserved.Harry sighed inwardly, stepped forward and hugged his godfather, "I'm so glad I still have you, godfather."

Sirius seemed too excited to speak, just patted Harry on the shoulder, and said nothing until behind him, Mr. Weasley arrived, then Fred, and finally George.Harry dealt with Sirius' stammering inquiries while carefully brushing the dust back into the fireplace unnoticed.When everyone arrived, he walked up to the Dursleys who were standing five steps away, and introduced: "Sirius, Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, this is my uncle, Vernon De Desley, my aunt, Petunia Dursley, and my cousin, Dudley Dursley. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Dudley, this is Sirius, my godfather, this is Wayne Mr Sly and his twin sons, Fred and George, who were schoolmates of mine."

Sirius looked at Harry suspiciously; he didn't see the need for such a formal introduction to the three Muggles.Mr. Weasley walked forward enthusiastically, and stretched out his hand: "Ah, nice to meet you! I'm Arthur Weasley."

Uncle Vernon shook Mr. Weasley's hand stiffly. Dudley had already hidden halfway behind his father, and he still had a great shadow over what Hagrid had done to him in first year.

"Let's go quickly, Mr. Weasley," said Mr. Weasley, who was looking at the whole room curiously in a hurry.

Mr. Weasley withdrew his hand from one of the plugs: "Ah, you're right, Harry, where's your luggage?"

"It's right here," Harry tilted his head to indicate the box next to him, "I've already packed it."

"Then let's go quickly." Sirius strode forward, picked up Harry's luggage and left. He didn't want to stay in the Muggle house for too long. I really don't know why Arthur is interested in Muggles.Thinking, he walked into the fireplace first, "The Burrow!" He quickly disappeared into the fire.

Harry started to hurry the three Weasleys away, "Come on, Fred, George!"

"Okay, here we go!"

Fred agreed, deliberately spilling a few pieces of candy on the ground, and then quickly ran into the fire: "The Burrow!" George followed closely behind with a smirk. (The original book uses "bad smile")

"You go first, Mr. Weasley," said Harry, "...I'll introduce you to the plug later, shall I?"

"Really? Harry, you really understand..."

Harry and Lyle on his wrist held their foreheads silently...

After Mr. Weasley finally disappeared into the fire, Harry looked back at the Dursleys and said, "I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, and also, I have to stay here next summer vacation. Thank you." As he spoke, he knelt down to pick up the taffy that Fred had dropped on purpose, threw it into the fire and burned it, "Then I'm leaving, goodbye." As he spoke, he walked into the fire, "The poor live."

Harry heard Dudley's quiet "goodbye" before the green flames engulfed him.

-----I am the dividing line of the fireplace-----

"Has he eaten?" Fred asked excitedly, reaching out a hand and pulling Harry up.

George watched Harry expectantly.

Harry made a cold face: "No, I didn't let Dudley eat it."

"Oh! Why?" George wailed. "We've been working on it all summer, just waiting for a test subject..."

"What?" Sirius asked the twins curiously, having put Harry's luggage away.

"We call it 'Fat Tongue Toffee'--"

"--whoever eats it should have a very long tongue--"

"--and thick, and--"

"- purple!"

Sirius laughed and patted Fred and George on the shoulders: "Good idea! You two really remind me of when I was still in Hogwarts!"

"But baby Harry--"

"- broke our experiment!"

Sirius blinked strangely: "Breaking the test?"

Fred rushed to explain: "Just now at Harry's uncle's house, we plan to drop a few pieces of taffy, because Harry's cousin Dudley is delicious, and we want him to be the first test subject. "

"But Harry stopped Dudley from eating those candies we threw on the floor on purpose," George said regretfully.

Harry took a deep breath, he was who he was, whatever Sirius thought of him, he wouldn't do anything against his will just to make his godfather like him.He put his hands behind his back, disapproving of the twins' irresponsible behavior in his emerald eyes: "Dudley is my cousin, he did nothing wrong, why make him play an immature prank on you two?" Candy's first test product? Even if you don't talk about it, if something serious happens, Mr. Weasley will be in big trouble. Even if you are keen on pranks, you have to have a principle, and you have to be responsible for what you will cause Think about the consequences!"

"Oh, Harry, you are such a good boy!" Sirius looked at Harry, and just as he was about to speak, Harry was hugged by Mrs. Weasley who squeezed over, "I have said to them two many times, they They didn’t listen, but this time they still want Muggles to eat them! Harry, thanks to you!” Mrs. Weasley pulled Harry to the table, Harry saw Ron, Charlie and Bill sitting beside the table, "This is Charlie," she introduced.

"How are you, Harry?" Charlie grinned, holding out a large hand.Harry shook it, feeling calluses and blisters under his fingers.Charlie, who studied dragons in Romania, made it like this.Charlie was about the same size as the twins, shorter, fatter, and stockier than the bean-sprout-sized Percy and Ron.He had a broad, weather-beaten face like a good man, so heavily freckled that it looked almost brown-black.His arms were muscular, and on one arm was a large, shiny scar from a fire burn.

"Bill," said Mrs. Weasley, rather proudly.Bill stood up, smiled, and shook Harry's hand too.Bill's appearance was somewhat surprising.He was at Gringotts, worked, and was Head Boy at Hogwarts School while he was at school.Bill looked -- for lack of another word -- "cool."He was tall, with long hair pulled back into a ponytail, and in his ear was an earring with what looked like a small fan hanging from it.Bill's outfit wouldn't look out of place even for a rock concert.

"Nice to meet you," said Harry. "Ron always talks about you, you know."

Ron suddenly became embarrassed, pulled Harry and said, "Come on, Harry, I'll take you to your room, you share a room with me - don't you mind?"

Harry laughed out loud: "At Hogwarts, we still have five people in one room, so why don't you mind!"

Ron and Harry climbed the creaking stairs when, suddenly, a door on the second-floor landing opened, and a face poked impatiently through horn-rimmed spectacles.

The author has something to say: I really don't like the part where the Weasleys pick up Harry at No. 4 Privet Drive in the fourth film. First, they are late, blow up the fireplace, make a mess of the kitchen, and then the twins are right. Dudley does that kind of thing, or experiment!I can't stand it at all... Actually, I like Gemini, but I don't like what they did. . .

As for the description of Sirius, I am really afraid that I will not be able to grasp it well. I will try my best. Dear friends who like Sirius, he still has some roles in the fourth grade~

chapter110. Birthday at the Burrow

Ron and Harry climbed the creaking stairs when, suddenly, a door on the second-floor landing opened, and a face poked impatiently through horn-rimmed spectacles.

"Hello, Percy," Harry said cheerfully, and he liked Percy, the ambitious Weasley (Lyle said that this Weasley was "the few hope in the generations of the Weasley family") .

"Oh, hello, Harry," said Percy, "I don't know who's making all the noise. I'm working here, you know—I've got a report to rush for the office—but Mr. I had a hard time concentrating on people running around on the stairs rumbling around."

"We're not rumbling around," said Ron angrily, "we're walking. Sorry if we're interrupting the Ministry's top-secret work."

"What are you up to?" Harry asked interestedly.

"Write a report for the International Department of Magical Cooperation," said Percy triumphantly. "We're going to test the thickness of the crucibles to a standard. Some foreign imports have too thin bottoms - the leakage rate is almost three per cent per year." is growing at a rate—"

Ron burst out laughing, and Harry stepped on the toe of Ron's shoe, then smiled and said to Percy, "That's great, Percy, you have to walk firmly every step of the way!"

Percy nodded at Harry seriously: "I think so too, Harry." Just as he was about to pull his head back, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Harry?"

Harry looked back from the stairs: "Huh?"

Percy seemed a little embarrassed, which was interesting, Harry had known Percy for two lifetimes, and Percy hadn't been embarrassed too many times - oh, except when he was in school and met Penelope When it comes to business—"Just say anything, Percy.—Ron? You go up first, I know where your room is."

Ron looked at Percy curiously, but went up the stairs himself.Harry looked at Percy again at this moment: "What's the matter?"

"It's like this...well..." Percy folded his hands together, flexed and relaxed, bent and relaxed, and finally he said, "Harry, you, you know Mr. Regulus Black, yes Bar?"

As Harry nodded, he felt that he probably already knew what this newcomer to the Ministry of Magic wanted to say to him——Just after the summer vacation, Regulus entered the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic with a high profile and became the deputy director. According to Draco, everything was going well, and the older officials in the Ministry of Magic spoke very well of him. "Know... Percy, have you been dealing with him lately?"

Percy looked even more distressed, and he took off his eyes, wiped them and put them on again, and finally said, "Um... yeah. So I was thinking... well, Mr. Black was going to Hogg during the Triwizard Tournament." Watts... oh, I shouldn't have told you, Harry." Harry shrugged, "Actually, I already knew, so you didn't tell me, it's okay, go ahead." Percy didn't look well How much, took a deep breath before continuing: "He should bring an ordinary employee of our International Magic Cooperation Department to stay permanently. Our director, Mr. Crouch, has been in poor health recently, so there is this plan...I am Say, look, Harry, you're probably the closest person I know to Mr Black, can you help me... you know, but if it bothers you you can quite well..."

"It's all right, Percy, it's all right," said Harry reassuring Percy, "I'll talk it over for you, don't worry, I'll do what I can to help you. Indeed, if you get the chance, you I will try my best, and you should also perform well. I believe you are serious about your work, Percy, but sometimes you have to be humorous and easy to get along with, and you should also be more with your colleagues and peers. You will be very successful, Percy, if you can always keep your feet on the ground, keep your own thoughts, and not be easily confused-you are already very good, come on!"

Percy didn't know what to say after hearing Harry's promise to help as much as he could and adding some appreciation for himself, he just muttered "Thank you, Harry, thank you" while looking at Harry Step briskly upstairs.

————————— I am the dividing line after a few days —————————

"Hi Harry, long time no see."

After Harry lived in the Burrow for a week, Hermione also came to the Burrow with her luggage - obviously coming directly from 221B, with such a high-spirited expression... Harry secretly sighed that he had missed a wonderful case.

Hermione greeted the Weasley family, and "acquainted" with Sirius, and happily moved into Ginny's room. It seemed that Ginny and Hermione suddenly had more topics since the third grade What, from time to time you can see the two girls get together and whisper something.Harry shrugged his shoulders and didn't think about it any more. The night before yesterday he had a long chat with Draco using the double-sided mirror*, and asked Draco to tell Regulus about Percy and thank him. Make sure Percy is absolutely serious about his work. "I think Regulus must have heard or seen it," said Harry, "or ask him to see the report on the thickness of imported crucibles. Percy deserves the chance."

Draco raised his eyebrows in the mirror: "It seems that Regulus originally planned to choose him, and Director Crouch quite approved of it."

"That's good," Harry scratched his black hair, "I'll just say Percy is worth it."

"It's almost your birthday, do you want anything?" Draco smiled and looked at Harry scratching his head cutely, and asked.

Harry pouted: "I want Gryffindor and Slytherin to be as harmonious as they were a thousand years ago!"

Draco laughed, especially wanting to reach out and rub Harry's soft messy hair: "I really can't give this, do you want the latest holographic video player developed by the research team of our Platinum Consortium? At least you can get this thing It won’t be released until Christmas this year.”

"Don't worry too much, Draco~" Harry said with a smile, "The player you mentioned will be fine - have you guys released any good movies lately?"

As soon as Harry finished speaking, he suddenly saw a few black lines with a strong sense of sight beside Draco's head: "I believe you won't be interested in Gilderoy Lockhart's movie, right? "--Harry shook his head in horror--"Well, let me think about it, that's the imported Muggle movie... "Star Trek"? Have you seen it? I didn't realize the three-dimensional wizard chess that Hermione said It's a three-dimensional chess inside that is completely movable..."

"Vivian..." Harry rolled his eyes, "I think I should be able to find a movie I like. Thank you in advance~"

Every birthday, Harry can almost receive something special, such as Hermione privately gave him gifts from Sherlock Holmes and John Watson - when Holmes and Watson wrote "Detective Sherlock Holmes" Some manuscripts from the collection.Hermione smiled and said, "They also gave me some as a first contact gift, so precious, isn't it?"

Well, there's Sirius, who doesn't seem to mind Harry's seriousness about the twins' "toffee incident" and even tells Harry that Harry is a lot like Lily in character.Harry just smiled, feeling relieved at the same time silently thinking that he is not a law-abiding student, but he has his own bottom line.

Sirius gave Harry a top-of-the-line Quidditch suit, which cost only a little less than the fireball.

It is worth mentioning that on the day of Harry's birthday, the long-lost Remus Lupine came to the Burrow to attend Harry's birthday party, and gave Harry a beautiful moonshine grass-although Harry didn't know much about gardening. I am thinking about what kind of potion to use this excellent moonshine grass in. He even brought him a job offer from Platinum Studios. They invited him to be an actor!As a werewolf who was guarded against and discriminated against everywhere in the magic world, when Lupine received this opportunity, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

Harry smiled and looked at the bright expression on Lupine's face when he said this, he was too busy to forget about it these days, thanks to Draco for remembering.

In the middle of the night on July 7, after Ron fell asleep, Harry was pleasantly surprised (kong) to see the Big Four (zuosi) appearing in his and Ron's room...

"Hey, birthday surprise?" Harry asked with the corners of his mouth twitching.

Godric put his arms around Harry's shoulders with a smile, "Of course, my dearest apprentice's birthday, of course I have to give a surprise~" He took out a piece of parchment and waved it in front of Harry's eyes .Harry grabbed the parchment and looked at it carefully while saying "Thank you teacher", but he didn't find any writing or anything on it.Harry looked up at Godric strangely, who was grinning so...whack.

Harry raised his hand to try a few revealing spells, but the parchment didn't change anything. Frowning, Harry looked up to ask—no, he wouldn't ask his teacher—he looked at Sarah for help. Racha: "Head of Slytherin?"

Salazar raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Harry to ask him, but he still answered without any pretense: "This parchment can pass through Dumbledore's age barrier."

Harry swears his expression is definitely "0.0...": "Pass through his enchantment? You don't want me to take the initiative to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, do you?"

"Tsk tsk tsk...Harry, your brain is still not sharp enough..." Godric shook his head pretending to be sad.

"That's not because poor little Harry's teacher is you." Rowena mercilessly shot an arrow into the lion's knee.

Harry was already used to it, and he was tugging at Helga's sleeve and asking, "That idiot will definitely let me participate in the Triwizard Tournament...don't bother you so much..."

"...Isn't it troublesome for me to sign up again..."

Helga didn't speak, just looked at Harry with a smile, and within a few tens of seconds, Harry suddenly raised his head, his emerald eyes shining brightly: "Thank you! Thank you teacher! Thank you Head Slytherin! Thank you La Dean Wenclaw! Thank you, Dean Hufflepuff! I understand what you mean! If I sign up myself, then there is nothing wrong with me being selected by the Goblet of Fire, and no one will talk about me cheating, but If I was actually not selected by the Goblet of Fire, but my name was sprayed out, I can take advantage of the trend and point out that there is a ghost in Hogwarts~"

"Unless Draco insists on participating, as long as you sign up, the Goblet of Fire will only choose you as a Hogwarts warrior." Salazar said gently, affirming Harry's ability. "Of course, Harry is my apprentice~" Godric smiled brightly. --Harry suddenly felt that the recognition of his ability by the two giants was the best birthday present he had ever received.

"Oh, right," Harry suddenly remembered something, "Master, have you talked to Professor X about their mutants' integration into the wizarding world?"

"Yes," Godric said sternly, "It should be relatively easy for them to integrate into the American wizarding world as you have analyzed, but it will be difficult if they want to integrate into other magical worlds--Harry, even if Ewell comes to power It's not going to be that easy—so we all thought there needed to be an opportunity, an opportunity for wizards to accept mutants."

Harry was puzzled: "Does this so-called 'opportunity' require us to deliberately create it?"

Godric shrugged: "Actually, we didn't intentionally create..."

"We just let it go, you will find out later." Salazar took Godric's words.

Harry nodded half-understanding. It seems that the Big Four didn't intend to explain, so it's useless for him to ask more, so it's better to put it down first. "Teacher, will you go to the Quidditch World Cup?"

"Anyway, there's nothing to do, and besides, Ewell will make his debut at that time, so we will still go." Godric said lightly, "It's just pity Fudge, there was a Quidditch World Cup during his tenure It's a good thing, and there will be a Voldemort coming out to make trouble..."

The author has something to say: *: Dear friends, I forgot, Xiaolong gave Harry a double-sided mirror in the first grade~

I wish you a happy May Day holiday! ! ! (Happier day~O(∩_∩)O)

So annoying!I've been so busy lately...

Some parts of these recent chapters are adapted from the original work, so the coding is relatively smooth. I will try my best to see if I can update it three times a week after May [-]st. Otherwise, when will this article be finished... (Wang Tian) I rely on you support...

chapter111. Before the Quidditch World Cup

The day before the Quidditch World Cup, Harry and the others went to bed early, but Harry still felt that he had just laid down in Ron's room and was woken up by Mrs. Weasley before he could sleep for a while.

"Time to go, Harry, dear," she whispered, walking over to wake Ron again.

Harry reached for his glasses and put them on, sitting up.It was still dark outside.Ron muttered something indistinctly when he was awakened by her mother.At the foot of the bed, Harry saw two irregular shapes emerging from under the unkempt blankets.

"What, it's time already?" Fred asked sleepily.

Everyone dressed in silence, too sleepy to speak.Then the four of them went downstairs into the kitchen, still yawning and stretching.Harry couldn't resist casting a sobering spell on himself to make himself less sleepy.

Mrs. Weasley was stirring the contents of a cauldron on the stove, while Mr. Weasley and Sirius sat at the table, checking a large bundle of parchment tickets.When the boys entered the kitchen, he lifted his head and spread his arms so they could see his clothes.He was wearing a jacket that looked like a golf jacket and a pair of very old jeans. The pants were a bit too big for him, and he tied them with a wide leather belt.

"How?" he asked eagerly. "We should keep our identity a secret when we go—do I look like a Muggle, Harry?"

Harry really felt that he should give Mr. Weasley some guidance on how to dress in advance. Look at Sirius, wearing a long black leather jacket, simple and normal.But Harry reckoned there would be more ordinary wizards out there dressed more exaggeratedly than Mr. Weasley, so he just said, "Not bad, Mr. Weasley."—Why Mr. Weasley