HP leap time

One semester passed quickly, spent in the busy study and sufficient and beautiful life, and then ended when the sun was brightest in summer.

Harry couldn't tell what he did this spring, it seemed that he was so carefree, calm and calm every day.

He will take every class seriously, and will complete the professors' papers with high quality, as well as the various training tasks he sets for himself.

Even though the side effects on his body have been temporarily controlled by the potion, just like he promised Dumbledore, although he promised that he could find a solution, in fact, he couldn't do anything, because he knew better than anyone else things about yourself.

The most useful way is not to get hurt, it is simply forcing himself to protect himself... But the fact is very helpless, he can only practice a lot of defense and healing spells to fill his own shortcomings.

He was grateful for Dumbledore's trust and understanding, and he also knew that if the other party no longer trusted him, his efforts would be nothing but self-deception.

He could also feel that the other party must have some understanding of him, just like Hermione, she had long guessed that she had obtained some premonition of the future, so she couldn't speak.Maybe she has a new guess now. What is touching is that no matter what guess, it is based on absolute trust and thus extended.Dumbledore was like that, and so was Hermione...

A smart person will always have his own point of view, he will not interfere, be himself, and understand each other.

Harry and Ron put the luggage in the carriage, then picked Hedwig who was locked in the cage and put it on top.

The noise, the sound of animals flopping and screaming in their cages, and the rumbling of luggage on the floor...

The sun splashed on everyone's body, and the golden spots dyed every inch of hair, pulling out black shadows of different lengths behind them.

Harry looked into the sunlight.

The only thing that gave him a headache was not Ron's thick lines, nor Hermione's intelligence, nor the doubts of Professor Snape and the godfather...but the delicate and excessive Draco.

He didn't ask anything, didn't mention anything, as if nothing had happened, as if the night he was attacked was just a thrilling dream, and he would forget it with the wind when he woke up.He didn't ask, and Harry didn't mention it. It seemed that there was a perfect understanding, but the lingering guilt was like a glaring blemish on a white wall, always there, even if you didn't look at it.

But he can't do anything, he can only wait, wait to see the unfolding of time, wait to see how much his small self can change, wait for the precarious fourth grade, and wait for whether that blue-gray cemetery will usher in another fate Twisted rebirth...

What can be done now is preparation, continuous preparation, just like the national defense force of a peaceful country is never weak, he can only constantly strengthen himself and strengthen his understanding of himself and the enemy.

At least he still has a peaceful summer, doesn't he?Even if he had to stay at the Dursleys' house for the first month of summer vacation, the joy of the Academy Cup more than made up for it, even if Draco ignored him for two full days...

Thinking of Draco, Harry couldn't help but get excited, wondering if all people in love are like this, it seems that the simple life is suddenly complicated, and the monotonous sunshine is full of different colors, even if they usually don't Show something in front of the crowd, but the atmosphere between them has long since ceased to be confrontational. In Hermione's words, it's like two moving magnets. As long as they make eye contact, everything around them seems to be their hindrance.

It's as if they will stick together regardless of everything...

But it would be the best if we can stay together day and night regardless of the opinions of the people around us.

Harry looked sadly at the pale blond boy who got into another carriage far away, and Hedwig's hissing in the carriage sounded in his ears, as if he was urging Harry to get on the carriage quickly.

As the steam of the red-skinned train rose slowly in the sky, the scenery outside the window began to pass towards the window, and the scenes became faster and faster. The wind took away the scorching heat of the sun and made a rattling sound on the glass.

"Perhaps Sirius will greet the Dursleys before you go back." Ron lay lazily by the window, looking drowsy. "Persist for a month..."

"We can go to the Quidditch World Cup together..." Immediately, Ron straightened up and began to repeat the gossip he had received.

"But Sirius will definitely take Harry." Hermione added, she looked at the distraught Harry, who was staring intently in a daze. "You're going to tell your godfather right? Come with us."

"Well, maybe..." Harry said absently. "At that time, everyone can sit together and watch the game..."

"You don't look interested at all, Harry." Ron wrinkled his nose and looked up. "This is the Quidditch World Cup!"

Harry blinked his green eyes, of course he wasn't expecting that much, after all he had already seen it.

"Of course I'm interested." He lied skillfully, but focused on patting the red paint on the table with his fingers.

The little beads hidden in his chest suddenly started to heat up, and the familiar pulling sensation pulled Harry's mind back, and his heart suddenly came alive and began to beat violently.

"Hey!" Harry slammed his hands on the table, causing Ron to exclaim in shock. The table was shaken and a faint layer of dust was thrown up.

"Merlin!" Ron said uneasily with his mouth open. "You've been on your nerves lately."

"No." Hermione looked into his glowing eyes understandingly. "He's just trying to make himself a fool."

"I guess I have other things..." Harry said excitedly and hurriedly. "wait me back."

As soon as the words were finished, Harry opened the carriage door and slipped out while tugging at the red and gold tie that he hadn't arrived yet.

"Oh!" Ron's eyes flickered, this guy!He hurriedly stood up. "I'll go and see, Hermione..."

However, the little brown-haired witch grabbed his arm in time.

"You'd better stay and tell me about the Quidditch World Cup..."

Harry followed that familiar pull from car to car, looking excited and purposeful.

But why the hell is it so far

"Harry!" Fred supported Harry who almost hit him. "I was attacked as soon as I came out."

"Oh! Sorry." Harry smiled dryly twice, trying not to appear particularly eager to get out of here.

But in fact the Weasley brothers obviously saw his thoughts and didn't plan to let him go badly.

"Want to see this fire-breathing spider?" George poked his head out to block Harry's path. "This is the little cutie that our Brother Li Qiaodan risked his life to smuggle back."

"No, I think..." Harry spread his hands helplessly, the little thing on his chest almost burned his skin.

Seeing Harry begging to let go, Fred winked maliciously at George.

"I think I know what our golden boy is going to do, George."

"Me too."

"The road is dangerous, Harry." George began to feign depression.

"Maybe a sworn enemy, Harry," Fred chorused.

"A long way to go!"

"Please, Fred." Harry felt the heat burn from his chest to his face. "I'm just thinking about it, maybe it's just a car."

"Malfoy!"

George suddenly looked at Fred and growled maliciously.

What Harry didn't react for a moment.

"Potter!"

Likewise, Fred stared at George with feigned anger.

"Malfoy!" George replied, his breath visibly starting to weaken.

"Potter." Fred's voice also began to soften.

oh!All right!They were making fun of him.Harry couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"Malfoy."

"Potter."

"Stop it, you..."

"Malfoy..."

George suddenly looked at Harry with an ambiguous expression, and Harry immediately wanted to run away.

"Potter..."

"Oh oh oh!" Harry could not help muttering as he pushed away the two brothers who were smiling at each other as he felt his whole body was hot and smoking. "Enough is enough..."

And...Draco wouldn't use such a sinister tone of voice...

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The author has something to say:

There are too many things to worry about recently, club activities and coursework are also quite busy...so I missed a few days ⊙_⊙

Let’s work hard together Y(＾_＾)Y