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An unattractive livid Cornish pixie flying around like a rocket.Two of them grabbed Neville by the ears and picked him up, but Neville took the last book on the table and fooled one first and then the second.But they quickly woke up and wreaked havoc in the small classroom—they are really cunning little destroyers like the devil—in less than 5 minutes, the whole classroom was in a mess, and there were torn pieces everywhere The fragments of the book were flying all over the sky, and fell into pieces of ink on the ground.

Harry happily tossed his and Draco's "Seven Parts of Lockhart" to them, secretly happy in his heart that he would no longer have to memorize such a heavy book.Draco put away the book he was reading and watched as Lockhart and the green elves fought over his portraits - they were on the wall.

Lockhart was furious!He rolled up his sleeves and waved his wand, as if he was finally planning to give these little devils a little bit of a hard time: "Peschipixypestnomie!"

Everyone heard Lockhart chanting the spell, but they found that everything was still messed up, as if Lockhart was chanting a spell that didn't work at all.Harry waited until an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and thought it was just the right moment. He pointed his wand straight at the ceiling and yelled, "Wingardim Leviosa!".For a moment something seemed to swarm out from the tip of his wand, something that stirred the air like a creeping vine.As soon as Harry finished speaking, all the elves floated in mid-air as if they were bound.They blinked their round black eyes and couldn't move for some reason.

Everyone was stunned, but they calmed down quickly. Looking at the elves floating in the sky and Lockhart in a panic, both Gryffindor and Slytherin began to look forward to what Harry would do next. thing.

"Hey, Professor." Harry's wand moved forward with his body, and all the immobile elves in mid-air also moved forward a little.He looked at Lockhart who had slipped under the podium table, and asked with a smile: Didn't you say that as long as you're here, we won't be harmed. "

"That's right, that's right." Lockhart calmly crawled out from under the table, shook his robe and smiled and said with white teeth, "Aren't you all unharmed now, that's good. The other Classmate, you are doing very well, give..." He looked at the Slytherin badge on Harry's chest, "Twenty points for Slytherin."

"Thank you, Professor," Harry continued walking forward with his wand, "then can you please pick up your wand and help us perform a restoration? You have also seen that too many books have been torn, that is why you wrote them. book of."

Lockhart smiled awkwardly, he bent down pretentiously, all the facial features on his face were wrinkled together, "Oh, no, I've twisted my waist! My God, ask that classmate to help me with this. Lockhart pointed at Draco, who sneered indistinctly, and glanced sideways at Goyle standing behind him.Goyle understood, and went forward to pick up Lockhart's wand.

"Oh no," said Lockhart hastily, "not to pick up my wand, but to restore the books. It's a good thing, and everyone will thank you."

Draco really laughed this time. He took out his wand and pointed it forward, saying in a low voice, "It's back to normal." For some reason, he felt a slight heat when he held his wand. After that, he could feel the magic power rushing from all parts of his body to his right hand, and then spraying out from the top of the wand, really spraying out.At that moment, he seemed to see the same thing as when Harry cast the magic just now, the magic power was like some crazy vines, tearing the air, rushing in all directions and filling the whole room, everything slowly became the same as before, The paper torn from the book was returned to the book, the broken glass was glued together again, the ink stains on the floor and the wall disappeared, and the stickers and hanging pictures returned to their original positions... It was as if they had just attended class.

Harry watched it all with amazement, but he didn't show it.He was just thinking that Draco's study and exercise throughout the last year were effective, but he didn't know that Draco was even more surprised than him.

But Harry scolded himself in his heart: "Restore what it was before! Back to the original! I have to endorse in the future!"

"Okay, everything is back to normal," Harry said, just when the bell rang for the end of get out of class. "We have other classes, so we're leaving." When he said this, the others picked up their The thing left the classroom quickly, and Draco was still standing behind Harry.They didn't know that most of those who went out stayed in the corridor, keeping quiet and listening to the voices in the classroom.

They heard Harry say to Lockhart, "Good-bye, Professor, and you'll take care of the elves you've unleashed. They'll be easy for you to deal with."

"Of course." Lockhart said dryly.After that, Harry released all the elves with a spell, but the crowd outside the door didn't know that Harry used his wand to direct them to move very close to Lockhart before releasing the elves.

Draco and Harry came out with their things and closed the door behind them, only to turn around to find that they were surrounded by everyone.Draco originally thought that these people were looking for trouble, but when he was about to sneer, he found that everyone's eyes were full of admiration, which made him feel uncomfortable and held back his words.

"Please don't make too much noise, Professor Lockhart is still fighting the evil little devils inside." Harry said humorously, and everyone laughed tacitly.

"Okay, let's go to the next class now. Oh yes, I hope you don't tell anyone else about this. After all, we have to worry about the thoughts of the gentleman with the most charming smile."

"Of course, if you just praise Mr. Charming, I think he will be very happy." After Harry said this, he knew from the eyes of those people in front of him that everyone and him were more tacit.

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Truth is a beautiful and terrifying thing that needs to be treated with extreme caution.

——Extracted from Chapter No.17 of "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" The Two-Faced Man

☆、Do what you want Ⅱ

In the next few days, Harry found that Lockhart didn't seem to be affected by what happened in the classroom that day, or that his unaffected appearance was mainly due to the fact that no one saw his embarrassed appearance when he came out of the classroom And didn't hear anyone talk about his incompetence.

As for Neville, as long as it is a class with Gryffindor, Harry can see Colin Creevey blocking him with a camera, so the Defense Against the Dark Arts class every week is a superimposed disaster for Neville ——Because of this little tail and the photo with Lockhart, almost everyone in the academy made fun of him.

This semester Slytherin only has History of Magic, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Herbalism are taken with Gryffindor.On the third day of class, as soon as Harry returned to the common room, he heard many people sitting in a circle saying: "You don't see how ridiculous Lockhart looks! If it wasn't for Harry's flying spell Control those... Hey, Harry, Draco!" Someone turned around and saw them, so everyone sitting in a circle looked over with burning eyes.

"Good afternoon, Johnny." Harry greeted, then walked to his and Draco's place, threw his schoolbag on the table casually, leaned his head back on the sofa and began to close his eyes and meditate.

"Your hands were so handsome that day!" Johnny blushed with excitement, but Draco suspected in the next second that he was actually shy, "Uh...Although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask Ask, can you teach me? I mean if you have time."

"Boy," Draco said with a sneer, folding his arms, "since you have time to humbly beg someone to teach you here, why don't you go to the library and find a book about spells to read. You know people will Things are always in other people's heads, oh, sorry, it suddenly occurred to me that people who only know how to talk about other people in the lounge have not heard this truth."

By now Johnny's face was hot enough to boil an egg.

"Hey," the person sitting next to him couldn't help but start talking before Johnny said anything, "Is the surname Malfoy amazing? What right do you have to say that about others!"

"Eligibility?" The irony on Draco's face was stronger than before, he squinted his gray eyes and looked at the boy who spoke, and snorted, "Before I become an adult at the age of 17 or become the head of the Malfoy family, I never thought it gave me any qualifications. And I never felt that it brought me any real glory, except that some people would take care of me because of my father's face. The last name Malfoy made me Do you have more magic power than you or do you learn magic faster than you? I messed up everything in the room and practiced it again and again. More stuff, oh, or something else funny?"

"Draco." Harry finally opened his eyes.He took out a book from his school bag and handed it to Draco, and then said calmly to those stunned people, "He's not in a good mood today, please don't take it seriously."

"Harry! Why did you give me a Lockhart book?"

"Let you take a good look at the cover study to learn from his spirit of treating people with a smile." Harry also found a book to read.

"...Then why am I in a bad mood?" When Draco said this, he deliberately leaned into Harry's ear and lowered his voice.

Harry rubbed his itchy ears and said, "Didn't you tell me that the maple syrup cake was so hot and the sugar was bitter when you were having lunch?"

Draco was speechless, threw Lockhart's book on the table and looked at the cover for a while, then suddenly remembered the matter of the Quidditch selection, and turned to Harry directly: "Let's go to the Quidditch selection on the weekend, say What do you want to be when it comes to casting Harry?"

"I don't know," said Harry. "Let's see."

Draco suddenly felt that Harry didn't seem very interested in the Quidditch selection, as if he didn't want to go.But even Draco, who played golf with Harry day and night, probably couldn't guess that it wasn't that Harry didn't care, but that he didn't want to go at all.Harry had made up his mind when he was at home a long time ago. He didn't want to join the team, and he brought the Nimbus [-] just because he thought that Draco would definitely participate, so he could practice with him when he was free.

"Do you want to..." Harry just asked two words, Draco rushed to say: "I want to be a Seeker! Seeker is very important in the whole team." Moreover, I feel that chasing the Snitch is very similar to chasing you... Draco looked at Harry's profile with his head down reading a book, looked at his calm eyebrows, and said silently in his heart.

The whole afternoon of Friday was devoted to Potions class. Even Snape didn't show any tolerance for the first class. He asked them to make a more complicated potion at the very beginning. To the knowledge there is no feeding the owls during the holidays.One of the Hufflepuff students blew up the cauldron after 10 minutes, and Snape took a five-point deduction after lightly cleaning it up, then stopped the student as he sobbed and wanted to start over, Said he could go, he got a "T" for this quiz.

After hearing this sentence, everyone felt that they were not facing the crucible, and everyone felt a little worried.This kind of worry turned into panic after Hufflepuff's second classmate was too nervous and put the wrong thing, which led to the magic failure and deducted [-] points. In this mood, another Hufflepuff and Slytherin made a mistake — As they guessed, Hufflepuff deducted fifteen points, Slytherin has just started, and there is still a long way to go.

When Harry was sitting in the auditorium having dinner, he was in a daze. The nightmarish afternoon was really like a dream, and now he couldn't recall anything.All Harry remembered was that he and Draco both got an "E" in the end, not because there was something wrong with the potion but because Snape thought they finished too slowly.

No one is "O".

Harry got up early on Saturday morning, and it was only 2000:05 when he went downstairs with the Nimbus 30 and squinted his eyes. On the other hand, Draco, who woke him up after finishing everything in the morning, was incomparably brighter. .

There were still a lot of people on the Quidditch pitch, at least the official members of the team were all dressed in green and surrounded by the crowd. Harry didn't think he was handsome or arrogant, but he felt that they and the lawn were really not the same kind of green. , The lawn is not yet vividly green.

Although Harry thought he was here with Draco, when the captain asked everyone to fly three laps into the sky, and the top ten could enter a new round of assessment, Harry still soared into the sky. Finally, after a group of comets and the sweeping Time is invincible, Draco is first and Harry is second.

Then there were some tests of hitting Bludgers and knocking Quaffles into rings, and a test where someone else flew a ball about the size of a Snitch and got it back alone.Draco managed to catch all the balls, and his Nimbus 2001 went faster than the ball.

By the time Draco took the last ball, a batsman and a keeper had been selected (the keeper was the size of a shrunken Hagrid), and then the bucktoothed team captain came over and directly Asked if Draco's surname was Malfoy, and after getting an accurate answer, he patted him on the shoulder and said that he would start training in half an hour.

At that moment, Draco felt more embarrassment than joy. He wanted to grab that Flint and tell him that Harry hadn't tested it, but Harry grabbed his wrist first: "Go, go Eat, you still have to train later, don’t you?”

"Harry..." Draco was pulled by Harry, and he kept mumbling what to say, but when he passed by a few official players, he heard Flint say to others without hesitation, "That little Malfoy His father is one of the trustees of Hogwarts", he was so ashamed that he wanted to jump into the Black Lake.

He followed Harry all the way, and Harry kept his hand on his wrist and pulled him along.It wasn't until Harry felt the weight on his hands getting heavier that he realized that he couldn't do without saying something.

"You don't have to take what happened just now," Harry said as he pulled Draco into the door, "I know how good you are and how hard you work, so I won't take those things to heart ’” Harry stopped in the hallway outside the Great Hall and turned to look at Draco.And even after hearing what Harry just said, Draco didn't raise his drooping head.

"You're just as awkward as you were when you were a child." Harry sighed pretendingly, seeing that Draco still kept his head down and refused to lift it, he kissed Draco on the forehead as if I really couldn't help you.

There was still moisture on his lips from the morning mist on the lawn, and when Draco felt the familiar feeling on his forehead, he subconsciously raised his head, looking directly at Harry's smiling green eyes , feeling clear and at the same time paradoxically feeling deep.

"Okay." Harry immediately put Draco on his arm, and led him into the auditorium, "You will have to eat more later, I guess you will be very tired from training."

Draco was taken away by Harry in a daze, until he sat on the bench before he raised his hand to caress the place where Harry had just kissed... It seemed as if he had just realized that his ears were red!

Harry took two croissants and placed them on Draco's plate, not noticing Draco's red ears, nor Draco's eyes resting on his lips.

"Harry won't be called for training in the morning?" Draco thought inwardly, "...it's cool."

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Loving someone is a lifetime thing

——Hachi, who wrote this sentence

In fact, when I wrote the first half of this chapter, there was another sentence in my head [Snape, this man has only loved one woman from birth to death]

Straight to poke tears, abuse point.

Speaking of the professor's partner or something, ORZ, I don't know who it is...it's better...

The promised collection of [-], although it is a bit late, but I think it is good to load it here, starting a new level in February to fight a new small boss (Actually, I still like that snake quite a bit, let me think about it... ...)

Try to make it thicker and longer, but it is still less than five centimeters (← what the hell) but it is also possible to be close to five centimeters (← I said what the hell!), everyone sees (lu) is intact, so let’s talk about how you feel, People are looking forward to it(...)

One day in February, it may be possible to complete the plot of the Sorcerer's Stone, and Xiaoba is now working hard on the progress bar

☆、Do what you want Ⅲ

Draco, who didn't understand the essence of Quidditch training, still got up early on Sunday, cleaned up and washed, and then went to the Quidditch training ground.Although he didn't understand why a Quidditch had to get up early two days in a row to practice, it was all bearable now that his enthusiasm hadn't faded.

Harry was still sleeping under the blanket when Draco left, so he also thought about bringing breakfast back to Harry if the training ended early.

The rest of the team was already there when Draco got to the locker room, and when he saw him come in, Flint asked him loudly, "Why are you here so late?"

Draco nodded without answering.

He has calculated the time to go out, and can guarantee that the time he will arrive at the destination will never exceed the agreed time, so why should he answer the meaningless words of the meaningless people.

Draco changed his clothes in 5 minutes, and then walked out of the locker room with others to the Quidditch pitch, but he didn't expect that the first thing he saw was not the vast field but the red Gryffindor team.They all held broomsticks in their hands, and they seemed to be training.

Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, almost rushed in front of them. He shouted Flint's name angrily: "It's our training time! We got up early! Please get out !"

From the expressions of the other Gryffindor players behind him, it could be seen that this was not the first time this had happened.

Draco stood in the middle of the line and watched the two sides face each other silently.He probably saw that his side seemed to be stealing the territory - just like the usual methods of Slytherin in the game, but so what?He didn't even bother to listen to what the big captain had to say until he took out Professor Snape's special approval to train their new Seeker.

The captain of Gryffindor asked in surprise, "The new Seeker? Where is it?"

The two team members who had been standing in front of Draco stepped aside under Flint's signal, and they exposed Draco, who looked very thin against the six tall players.But Draco is really much smarter than the simple-minded Draco, although the expression on his face looks very scary.

"Isn't this Lucius Malfoy's son!" one of the Gryffindor players said with disgust.Draco looked over and saw that the man was definitely one of the Weasleys, he'd seen two of those faces when his father was arguing with Arthur Weasley - the Gryffindor Weasley twins, It seems to be George and Fred, and he and Harry seem to have had a snowball fight with them last Christmas.

"It's interesting that you mentioned Draco's father," Flint's smile seemed to open his mouth, "Then please take a look at the broom in Draco's hand, one day this broom will appear in the All Slytherins, as long as I greet Draco."

Draco's impassive gray eyes narrowed, and he looked at Flint like a hungry snake seeing food.

"Oh, look there," Flint said, "someone else broke into the field." He paused and added, raising an eyebrow at Wood, "You guys."

As soon as Draco tilted his head, he saw Neville Ron and Hermione approaching. They still had breakfast in their hands, probably for the Gryffindor team.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked one of the Weasley twins just a few steps over. "Why don't you guys play? We woke up early to watch you play." His eyes were on the The Slytherin team turned around the field, looked at Draco standing there with some puzzlement, and then asked in surprise, "What is he doing here?"

"I'm the new Seeker for Slytherin, Weasley," Draco didn't know what the smug, want-to-show mood was bubbling up in him, but he knew he saw Neville Long Barton, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were filled with boredom for a moment, and their appearance was like a raging flame, instantly igniting the fireworks in his head!He could hear his own voice, which was cold, like a snake hissing and spitting out venom, "Just now everyone was admiring the broom my father bought for me, and you should buy six identical Nimbus 2001 pairs for my team members It's not too difficult for my father, after all, the Galleon that troubled your whole family is a small fortune for my father." His mocking voice echoed on the lawn in the early morning.Gryffindor was furious, Slytherin laughed, and only Draco regained consciousness after uttering a word.

Ron stared blankly at the Nimbus 2001 in Draco's hand in front of him, until Draco vaguely mocked his family, he blushed and looked away, and forgot to explain.I have to say that the broomstick with smooth lines is much more pleasing to the eye than Malfoy - but Hermione can't see it, and she doesn't care about Harry's face!But just as Hermione opened her mouth to say something, Draco turned his head away.

"But I probably won't, even if it's a small amount of money for me." To the surprise of all Slytherins, Draco looked back at Flint and said, "After all, I know that the so-called Slytherin The team leader covets my family property, and thinks that if he pleases me, I will give him greater benefits—then why don’t I let reality give him a good education and let him know that although many people have a lot of money, they are not human? Not stupid."

Flint's face swelled the color of a liver.

Neville, Ron, and Hermione opened their mouths wide, and George and Fred exchanged glances, as if they hadn't expected things to develop like this at all...

"George, I think little Malfoy is still..." Fred swallowed the "pretty good", "it doesn't look like his father."

"The degree of sharp teeth and mouth is a father and son." George snorted.

Draco's gray eyes darkened for a moment, and he looked at Hermione, uncontrollably remembering the look on his father's face when he knew the first year was a Muggle kid, scolding him for not passing a Granger. Disappointed, he even thought of the familiarity between these guys and Harry - obviously he was the one who had been with Harry day and night since he was a child, but sometimes Harry was closer to them than himself, even because of that Neville Longbottom quarreled with himself.

He forced himself to look away: "So you can train however you like, but I won't accompany you."

"Hey! Draco——" Flint said hastily after finally realizing something, "I said something wrong just now, but I didn't mean it at all—your strength is the reason why we decided to recruit you as a scout The reason for the hand."

Draco snorted.

The reason is that they all know it well.

"If you're in a bad mood and don't want to train today, forget it..." Flint struggled, "Let's set another date, please don't—" Flint felt awkward before he finished speaking. A stick fell in his direction and he caught it, realizing it was the broom handle of Draco's Nimbus 2001, and Draco was already several steps away.

"You help me take this to the broom shed, everyone will be gone today—" His dark eyes looked at Gryffindor, "Just give the place to Gryffindor who needs it more."

All the way back to the cellar along the court, Draco was in very complicated moods. Many thoughts in his head collided with fierce sparks-although today's incident seemed to be very imposing, the captain apologized to him humbly. It's because his surname is Malfoy!Not because he Draco Malfoy can beat them all over the place.

Draco mentally recited all the jinxes he knew, and opened the stone door.Pansy said "Cool Seeker" to him as he passed the dugout room, and he didn't stop for a second to pay attention.His heart was very restless, but this restlessness calmed down when he opened the door of the room and found that Harry was still sleeping in the same position when he left.

Draco walked to the bed, put his cold fingers on Harry's forehead, and calmly thought about how to speak.

"Hey, Draco." Harry opened his eyes the second Draco's finger was on his forehead, and his first reaction was to grab Draco's hand, "Your hand is good Ice, have you been flying with your broom for a long time?" Harry sat up, then held out his other hand and motioned for Draco to give him his other, so he could help him warm.

"Harry..."

"Ok?"

Draco sat on Harry's bed, felt the warmth of Harry's palm, and said calmly: "I did something just now..."

"Did you fall off the broom and your broom hit the Whomping Willow?" Harry asked, laughing.But when he looked directly into Draco's eyes questioningly, he knew that Draco wasn't joking with him.

"What happened?" Harry had to ask seriously.

Draco looked at Harry's concerned green eyes and his messy wake-up haircut, and after a long silence, he finally managed to find relief and said, "I was just at the Quidditch pitch..." He told Harry the whole thing without hesitation.

Harry was silent on the surface and listened to the bold words from Draco's mouth in shock, and suddenly felt that Draco's image in his heart was much brighter!No, it's simply too handsome!

10 minutes later Harry figured out the cause and effect, and got dressed while Draco was telling the story: "You did a great job! I don't think there's anything wrong with it, you're Malfoy Others think it’s okay.” Harry put on his cloak, but Draco said quietly again: “Actually, what I really wanted to swear just now—you know that kind of slamming you with the utmost vitriol As for your family and your bloodline itself, I really wanted to say it when I saw Weasley and Granger just now—whoever makes them should be criticized in the eyes of someone like me."

"Hmm..." Harry thought about the words he had heard Draco say about "attacking family and lineage", and frowned slightly. "Those words are indeed too much." He described it a little more euphemistically. , "The main reason is that the other party didn't give you a reason to say these words... If you think Granger's and I think the same word."

"Oh..." Harry understood, because Draco's silent face told Harry he was right, "I'm glad you didn't say that word - it's literally the worst thing I've ever heard. You know, My mother is this kind of wizard, my grandparents were Muggles, but my mother is better than most wizards."

"Don't look at me like that, I don't know if my mother was ever called that word when she was in school, but it was far more extreme than it is now," Harry thought for a while, "But if someone really said that If my mother said it, my father would definitely beat him half to death."

Draco smiled, and Harry went on: "But you didn't actually say the word - you might have thought about it but you held back, I think maybe Gryffindor is going to Discussing your handsome words and deeds that cannot be ignored."

"But Draco, I really hope you don't use this word to describe anyone in the future, it's really discriminatory...I don't want others to think that you discriminate against all Muggle-born wizards."

Draco's face turned cold: "I never thought of being friends with them."

Harry's expression turned sad.

Draco looked at Harry who was crying if you don't agree, his heart softened, but on the surface he still acted like a stinky stone: "Okay, okay." He said, "I'm sure not Yes! If you dare to let the water in your eyes fall, I will beat you, believe it or not!"

"Please," Harry said with a smirk, "I just took eye drops, how could the excess not flow down! Besides, you are still crying when you are five years old, and I haven't passed it since I was one!"

"...Harry!" Draco said through gritted teeth, "I really want to give you a swoon right now."

"Armor protection." Harry laughed, using his index finger as if for a wand.

Harry was right, because George and Fred did come to the Slytherin table during lunch.Behind them the entire Gryffindor team filed in, with Neville, Ron and Hermione watching.

"Very handsome, young man." George and Fred patted Draco's shoulders left and right, but he knocked them off mercilessly.

Fred laughed: "I like your character!"

George continued: "So we decided to just hate your father and not you."

Draco glanced at them coldly, his eyes revealing a question about their sanity.But George and Fred are still immersed in their own world: "This is the second funniest thing I have encountered since the beginning of school-the two who did the first funniest thing will be punished by labor tonight, but they are severely frustrated Little Draco, who has taken over Flint's majesty, was asked not to leave! Harry, you didn't see the scene at that time, Merlin! What Draco said is more useful than 1 petrification spells, Flint's face The expression on his face was wonderful! He was..."

"Hahaha..." George and Fred said that things are always very interesting, Harry listened to it and laughed for a long time, until Draco interrupted the twins who were still thinking, "Flint is here."

The twins ran back to the Gryffindor table, giggling.

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——Xiaoba responds to the occasion

I finally finished writing. I have been watching the TV version of How to Train Your Dragon for the past two days. I feel that the Mandarin dubbing is better than How to Train Your Dragon 2. It’s not one or two points. Then when I was writing the article, I went to watch it and found out that everyone understands that issue. , Hehehe, I remembered the story of the father and son ghosts in "Ghost Tale and Ghost Story" hehehe, and then when I was writing Sphinx, I searched on Baidu. owl

I made a new cover, and now I am looking for a tutorial on how to make a seal. Let's change the cover when it is done. Hehehe, in fact, only half of it is new.

This chapter is almost 4 centimeters, crying

☆、Overcast clouds Ⅰ

The warmth of September is too late to hold back, and it should even be said that everyone is caught off guard by the coming of October.It seemed that the temperature dropped suddenly in just one night, and the sudden drop in temperature brought many cold patients, making the head nurse, Mrs. Pomfrey, in a hurry.When Harry drank his pick-me-up and smoked with his cauldron in Potions class, he was actually jealous of Draco who spent every weekend flying at high speeds in icy skies without catching a cold.

"The cold will harden you