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"Baby gender...baby gender...who knows how far into pregnancy you can check this?"

Harry was chanting something by the bookshelf, and when he bent down and squinted at the few books and guessed whether they contained what he needed, he was patted on the back.Harry was so startled that he straightened up and turned around.

"What are you looking for?" It was Hermione who came, holding a few books in her hands, her eyes fixed on the row of books Harry was reading just now.

"No, I'm just looking around." Harry moved his body to block the row of bookshelves behind him. In order to hide his guilty conscience, he randomly took a book from the opposite bookshelf. "I'll go first." He smiled and used the book Covering half of his face, his glasses were exposed, and then he left quickly.

Hermione walked to Harry's original place and looked at the row of books in confusion, all of which were baby guides and the like.Had Harry already decided to adopt a child with his boyfriend after graduation - was it too soon to think about it?

Hermione was baffled as she walked past the bookshelves of growing up to chores, she needed a strong cleaner to get the stain off her favorite headband! —I wish Malfoy had a bad day at Quidditch practice!

Harry poked his head out from behind the bookshelf, and backed back when Hermione found the book she needed and turned away.Hermione's anger is really a true biography of Professor McGonagall!The unlucky guy who messed with her wished for luck!

Waited and waited until he was sure that there were no acquaintances around. He immediately used the golden Seeker's hand and stuffed the book back in his hand, and then pulled out a novice mother's guide to pregnancy. He flipped through it and swiped to the word he needed He closed the book, looked left and right and saw no one passing by, then took out the invisibility cloak from his pocket, wrapped it and stuffed it into his pocket—he was very skilled at doing it!

Then he took another book about OWLs and went to Mrs. Pince to check it out.

Now he will know the gender of the baby!

Harry happily came to the Room of Requirement, walked back and forth three times, and meditated on a room with secrets, opened the door and walked in.

This room is messy enough!But it didn't matter, he found a fairly clean chair, cleaned it up, sat down and opened the book and began to read, stroking his still flat stomach while reading.

"...I found it! This magic can reveal the gender of the fetus, and the target must be more than four weeks pregnant. I am now more than four weeks old!" Harry muttered as he read the text in the book, the corners of his mouth curled up happily, He carefully read the spells in the book several times, and only after he knew them by heart, he casually threw the book aside, took out his wand, and carefully placed his hand on his stomach.

"Daddy's sweetheart, I can name you when I know whether you are him or her!" Harry patted and touched happily, then waved his wand at his stomach and used the fetal sex test he had just memorized curse.

Then tiny dots of light appeared on his stomach, finally converging into a golden ♀ like piles of gravel, which dissipated after a few seconds.

He couldn't help cheering!Laughing is like getting a new broom that is faster than a fire broom.

"...Is it Alice or Emilia? Well, it doesn't feel very good, it's too ordinary!" Harry muttered to himself as he walked.

"Harry, it's almost your turn." Ron put his hand on his friend's shoulder to stop his thoughts.

It seems that the lovelorn has really had a huge impact. It has been a month, Harry often laughs and looks kind, and drinks a few glasses of milk every day-he seriously suspects that Harry is disliked by his height!Call him to play wizard chess at night, but he has to go to bed early!And in the past few days, he has been chanting the girl's name all the time, so he didn't bring any repetitions!Merlin's Dating Guide!His buddy won't just become a rotten playboy!

Ron really wanted to shake Harry to persuade him to forget about that cheating girl!Don't give up on yourself!Playboy is not for him!

"Oh!" Harry nodded his head, cleared out a bunch of girls' names in his mind, and flew sideways with the broom between his legs.

The final with Slytherin is next week, today's training simulation match is definitely a trifle!He will not lose!

In the middle of the training, they released the Golden Snitch in order to get the best effect.And just when Harry spun counterclockwise at 270 degrees in mid-air and fell vertically and grabbed the cunning golden ball, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately turned the broom head and landed slowly.

He got off the broom in embarrassment, and before he took two steps, he began to vomit, almost emptying his stomach, and he hadn't eaten much in the morning, and when his stomach was empty, he began to vomit acid water.

"Harry!" Ron, who was on the sidelines and the only cheerleader, ran towards Harry with his girlfriend.

George and Fred also flew towards them and landed.

"Our little Harry—"

"—Did you eat your stomach?"

Ron gave his twin brothers each a thump.

"Send him to the school infirmary quickly, Madam Pomfrey will cure him. Harry, I hope you won't be in this state in the finals next week. You are our key. If you want to get sick, it's better to advance Inform us that we can formulate an alternative plan or something." Captain Angelina also landed and came over, she waved away the group of unreliable boys, raised her wand and cast a painful fly away spell on Harry— —Maybe she has used it on her younger siblings so many times that she is very proficient.

The spell eased the cramping in Harry's stomach and made his pale face look much better.

"Please, Ron." Angelina threw the burden of sending Harry to the school infirmary to Ron, who was still reliable, and ignored the twins' resentful eyes.

Her boyfriend Fred smuggled her corner, and Angelina slapped her.

And George noticed his brother's tragedy, and he laughed at the joke without brotherly love.

"Madame Pomfrey, Harry and the others are doing Quidditch training..." Ron and Lavender carried Harry towards the school infirmary and came to Madam Pomfrey panting.

"He's vomiting, Merlin! Did he faint with the broom!" Lavender's expression was exaggerated like a frightened sparrow.

The two of them babbled and directly confused Madam Pomfrey.

"Quiet!" Madam Pomfrey said angrily.

Now everyone was quiet, and the two junior students who came to get cold medicine in the school doctor's office shrank their shoulders, took the medicine and didn't even dare to drink it, and said goodbye, obediently like owl chicks.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Mr. Potter, I thought I wouldn't see you again this semester, but we met again." Madam Pomfrey smiled and faced her regular visitors to the school infirmary.

"I was doing Quidditch practice, and then I threw up." Harry's lips moved, the voice was so small that it was almost in his mouth.

He looked nervously at Madam Pomfrey, his fingers clenched the corner of his clothes.He already knows what's going on - so don't get caught.

"That's it!" Ron nodded.

"He's so sick of throwing up, it's pathetic, it reminds me of my uncle who has a chronic stomach problem, he was sent to St Mungo's because of a perforated stomach, and the therapist gave him a critical illness notice. I just came back after staying for two months." Lavender looked terrified, and she quickly thought of her unlucky uncle, and then started to scare her.

After hearing this, Ron grabbed her arm nervously, and the couple's expressions were unanimously terrified, as if their friend, poor Harry, was terminally ill!

Madam Pomfrey was so overjoyed by the two people's play that she almost laughed out loud. She didn't like it at all. In her opinion, although Harry's complexion was bad, the fact that he can stand up now shows that he is in good health. .

"Let's do a Detection Charm," said Madam Pomfrey, drawing her wand from her pocket and pointing it at Harry.

Harry began to swallow, his heart was lifted, and he felt the spell envelop him.

"Let me see," Madam Pomfrey analyzed the information returned by the spell, Harry stiffened his back unconsciously, "Slightly malnourished, well, Mr. Potter, you need to eat more, weight loss is not your thing You are thin enough for what you should do at your age." Madam Pomfrey said, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Harry's skinny figure.

"I told you, it's all about the breakup!" Ron yelled, as if he had solved the puzzle that made Harry sick.

"I didn't break up!" After Harry was relieved, he was confused by Ron's words again.

Facing his friend's distrustful eyes, Harry could only shrug his shoulders, "It's not what you think anyway."

"Okay, Mr. Potter, I can only suggest that you eat normally and don't skip food, and then I will prescribe you some nutritional potions." Madam Pomfrey listened to some gossip about the students' feelings—this is her One of the joys of my leisure life is to turn around and go to the pharmacy to find potions.

"Oh, the food at Hogwarts is so good, it's been a long time since there was any nutritional potion in the potion supply list." Madam Pomfrey patted her forehead.

"So what?" Ron yelled again, and Lavender, who loved how he stood up for his friends, gave him a super hard kiss on the cheek.

Madam Pomfrey ignored the big-mouthed Ron, she went to the fireplace and sprinkled a handful of Floo powder in it, "Severus, are you there? Is there any nutritional potion? There is a student who needs it."

Then the dark old bat came out of the fireplace.

"Tsk, the famous Potter and his followers." Snape looked around and snorted in Harry's direction.

"It seems that the food at Hogwarts can no longer satisfy the savior's appetite. Picky eating, the right that young children have, will naturally happen to our great savior, which is enough to show his delicateness. I think the best way is Tell Albus to change the menu at Hogwarts," Snape said sarcastically, causing Harry to stare at him disapprovingly.

"I'm not a picky eater!" Harry held back his anger, but his stomach gas came out first, and he couldn't help covering his mouth, but the rolling stomach didn't bypass him, so he had to rush to the bathroom inside the school nurse's office .

"Harry will leave it to you. Don't forget the nutritional potion." Madam Pomfrey said, and she walked back to the office with the case.

"What happened?" Snape crossed his arms and glared at Ron who was about to slip back with his girlfriend.

Ron who was called had no choice but to describe the whole incident in detail under the death ray with his scalp numb, and then he took his girlfriend to escape from the terrifying place with Snape's nod.

Poor Harry, he will pray for his buddy.

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Harry's face was pale: his stomach hurts.

Snape: Are you kidding me?