HP through the autumn

"So, we'll just have to wear this hat," Ron whispered to Harry.

"Yeah." Harry stared at the hat with infinite resentment.

Hermione beside them also had an expression of disbelief.

"Cho actually told me to play a wizard's triathlon," Harry whispered.

"She also said she was going to swim across the Black Lake. I was always worried that Hagrid would suddenly throw us all in the boat when I was in the boat." Ron was terrified.

Because of the huge gap between reality and imagination, they completely forgot about the urgent sorting.

"Hannah Abbott!" "Hufflepuff—"

"Hermione Granger!" "Gryffindor—"

Hermione happily ran to the Gryffindor table.

"Draco Malfoy!" "Slytherin—"

Hearing this name, Qiu immediately revived, and important plot characters appeared, and she only had time to catch a glimpse of his back on the train.She looked at the pale boy carefully.

Hey, Tom Felton's appearance at the age of 11 is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

This must be the original work, Qiu felt relieved, if Draco didn't even look better, no one would read this fanfic.

After all, the only way to forgive him was to look at Draco's face when he was being provocative every day.

"Harry Potter!" There was a sudden buzz of discussion in the dining room, and the students were whispering to each other, discussing this extremely famous freshman.

"Is that Harry Potter?" Marietta asked Cho in a low voice.

"Of course, how many Harry Potters are there?" Qiu was not interested in Harry's sorting house at all, and now she wanted to eat more.She glanced at Professor Dumbledore on the professor's chair, and saw that he was still wearing a bright robe, and then her eyes came to Professor Quirrell.

What kind of spirit can make a person put another person behind him, let him watch you go to the toilet, shower and fart every day, and dare not even have sex.

Zhang Jie told us that that is love.

"Gryffindor—"

The Weasley twins yelled "We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

Harry sat down at the long Gryffindor table, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to look at the professors at the guest table.

His eyes flicked across the faces of each professor, and then he saw Qiu on the Ravenclaw table.

She noticed his gaze and waved to him in a friendly manner. She felt that she had the demeanor of a country leader when he was inspecting the army, kind and majestic.

And seeing Cho greet him with a smirk, Harry decided to forgive her for lying about the sorting method.

When Blaise Zabini was sorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore gave a brief opening speech, food was bubbling from the plate, and Cho happily began to enjoy her supper.

On the long table in Gryffindor, Harry and Ron were busy stuffing food into their mouths, while Hermione looked at them with some disgust.

"I said, the girl today, the one who lied to our branch to go around the castle with—" Ron said vaguely.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Which college does she belong to?"

Harry looked at the long table where Xia Qiu was, and replied, "No idea. But she's sitting there."

Ron followed his gaze: "That should be Ravenclaw's long table, so she is a Ravenclaw. Then why is she like Fred George?"

At this time, Fred and George heard their name, and leaned over to ask their cute little brother, "Which Ravenclaw girl? Little Ron, did you fall in love with a girl when you first entered school?"

"No!" Ron retorted, and told them the story.

Fred and George laughed up and down, George said: "How many of you actually believed it? When we lied to her that the sorting house was going to fight the fire dragon, she knew right away that we were lying. She is too smart, You can't fool her at all."

"—so it's a lot less fun. But it's very profitable to sell her notes. She was the first in the class last year." Fred said.

At this time, Hermione interjected: "First in grade? Then she must have good grades. I really want to ask her which reference books she has read. Can I still buy her notes now?"

Although she was not very happy to be fooled about the sorting matter, her yearning for knowledge made her decide to ignore this less serious joke for the time being.

"Last year's is gone. But she wouldn't mind lending you her own. She's a nice person, and she's on our prank product development team," Fred said.

"You?! You mean she helps you research those gadgets? God, no wonder you have made a lot of progress this year." Ron exclaimed.

"Yes, thanks to her help." George said with a smirk, "you can dye a head of colorful hair at home."

Ron blushed, and Harry and Hermione laughed unkindly beside him.

They chatted with the students around them, and observed the professor's seat by the way. Harry felt a burning pain from the scar on his head when Professor Snape looked over, but they quickly ignored it.

After everyone finished singing the school song, Harry and his Gryffindor classmates returned to the common room and fell asleep.

After Qiu finished her meal, she followed the crowd to the common room on the tower. On the way, she discussed the selection of Quidditch with Roger Davis.

A pretty girl with blond hair suddenly joined their conversation: "Hey, Qiu, I also want to try out this year. I want to be a batter. How about we go together then?"

Qiu found out that this was Laurie Coulson (1) who was in the same grade as her. In the first grade, Qiu often had activities with her roommates, so she was not very familiar with this girl. She probably saw her in class and in the lounge every day. The extent of saying hello.

"The batter?" Roger interjected, looking at Laurie in disbelief, for Laurie looked soft and soft, like one of those quiet girls who hold a book every day.

"Yeah, batter. I think I'm pretty strong." She held up her arms and shook them, showing her strength.

Cho and Roger couldn't see anything through the thick and loose wizard robes.

However, for three Quidditch lovers, as long as they talk about Quidditch, they can become close friends within 1 minute and start to call each other brothers.Nothing brings us closer together than talking about Quidditch.

When they walked to the common room, the three of them could not wait to become brothers and sisters with different surnames.

"It's over there, look."

"Which side?"

"Next to the tall red-haired boy."

"The one with the glasses?"

On the first day of school, when Harry and Ron walked out of the common room, they found everyone staring at him in whispers, and some students even followed him secretly, trying to see his true face.Many people walked around him, trying to get a few more glances at him.This annoyed Harry so much that he was trying to find his way to the classroom.At this time, he saw Qiu's figure flashing past, so he chased after him.

"Hi Cho, good morning."

"Hi, Harry."

"Do you know how to get to the Transfiguration class?" Harry looked at her expectantly.

Qiu tried to explain to Harry exactly how to get there, but due to the changes in the stairs and all kinds of wonderful little mechanisms, she couldn't make Harry understand how to get there.

So she handed the schoolbag to the classmates around her, and decided to take the savior boy to school by herself.

"Please, Cho." Harry smiled at her sheepishly.

They were walking in the corridor, and the people around them were still pointing at the three of them.

Harry felt very uncomfortable: "It's annoying when they're staring at me like that, isn't it?"

"Just look at it, you have to get used to it."

"why?"

"Because you're born to be someone who lives in people's attention."

"Why? Because of that scar?"

"Yes, it's that scar. After all, it was left by the mysterious man."

"I wish I didn't have that scar."

"But it's there, you just get used to it. There will always be people looking at you for who you are, not for your scar."

"I hope there are as many people like this as possible." Harry sighed sincerely.

"If you learn how to apply makeup and concealer, it might be much better. Do you want to learn it? It's not difficult, first wash your face and moisturize it, then apply primer, and then liquid foundation—" When it comes to makeup autumn Started to chatter.

"No thanks." Harry cut her off just in time.

"What is liquid foundation?" Ron couldn't help asking curiously.

She began to make up all kinds of things for two 11-year-old boys and girls, and the more Ron listened, the more glad he was a boy.

They walked towards the Transfiguration classroom while chatting. Qiu felt that Ron was a very normal 11-year-old boy, even a little shy. Yelling at the evil Slytherin and the evil dark wizard, and then being thrown over by them with a lot of reason, they were speechless and ashamed, ashamed and ashamed to be ashamed of their ancestors for eight generations.

Recently, I haven't heard that Ron misunderstood any of the Slytherin students. He slandered the other party when he did a good thing. In the end, he was ridiculed by everyone, and he was speechless and ashamed again. I am ashamed of my ancestors for eight generations.

Perhaps in some fanfiction, the brain is a scarce resource, which is specially provided by the protagonist, but the villain does not have this kind of equipment.

(1) Fictional character whose name comes from the blonde beauty Lori Colson in "Boston Legal".

The author has something to say:

I decided to give the heroine a girlfriend.

I really want to write the third part and the fourth part about love at once.

It took me 1 hour to print out a cover, it's really sad that I didn't learn PS well.