[HPDH] Glass color

Harry made his way to the Room of Requirement, which had been transformed into a simple but tastefully decorated bedroom, exactly like Harry's bedroom at 12 Grimmauld Place.Harry is a person who is not used to change. He always hopes that the things around him can continue as they are. Friends remain friends, lovers remain lovers, and enemies...all have withdrawn from his life.

Harry sat on the soft bed and opened his suitcase. There were only some simple necessities and a change of clothes in it. Harry's life these years was so simple and monotonous.

From the inner pocket of the black robe, Harry took out his communicator, which was actually a magically modified mobile phone.The idea of ​​Ron's father, Arthur Weasley, was hailed as one of the most practical new inventions in the wizarding world in the 21st century, and the birth of the magic communicator also solved the financial constraints that had plagued the Weasley family for so many years ( Of course, the Weasley Brothers Magical Joke Shop also made an indelible contribution to solving this economic problem).

The magic communicator does not need electricity, and can see the physical image of the other party from a long distance. It has many functions, which will not be listed for the time being.

Harry quickly found Hermione's number in the contact book, and soon the communicator was connected, and a 3D mini version of Hermione appeared on the communicator. She was wearing daily clothes, and her hair was as fluffy and messy as ever .

"Hey, Harry, are you there yet?" Hermione smiled to show her concern.

Harry nodded at the miniature version of Hermione, "Did I bother you?"

"Don't mind at all. You know, Si Li worked overtime again today. You called me as soon as I got home and changed into my daily clothes. But I'm very happy, you still remember our agreement." Hermione has been working in law enforcement in recent years The Secretary has learned another way of speaking - irony that is the opposite of the real meaning.It was obvious that Harry had interrupted her, and she was not happy that Harry was reporting his whereabouts to her now.

Harry smiled awkwardly. "I'm sorry, I'm just settling down too. Ron?"

"Don't worry, he doesn't know you're back. I'll help you hide it from Ginny. As for Neville, I'll remind him all the time so that he doesn't slip up. Although I don't know what's wrong with you, but Remember? Only you need, you can always find me." Hermione looked very tired, but her concern for Harry did not decrease even an inch, and this also meant that she forgave Harry.

Harry responded with the most sincere smile, "I really owe you a lot, Hermione."

"I owe Ginny a lot. You know, she has always loved you very much." Hermione's tone was very serious, "You'd better explain it to her after you get married. I feel very guilty for concealing it like this."

"Me too..." Harry forced a smile after Hermione mentioned Ginny.

"Honey, who are you talking to?" Ron's voice came from out of sight on the communicator, interrupting Harry's inexplicable sense of guilt.

"Ronald? Billys? Weasley! How many times have I said, don't eavesdrop on my phone!" Hermione got angry, and then she hung up the communicator in a hurry.Apparently, there was going to be a small family war for her to organize.

Harry looked at the disconnected communicator with a grin. That was Hermione and Ron, a love that was slapstick but always happy.Hermione and Ron weren't married, they just lived together, and the reason they gave was that they weren't ready to really come into each other's lives.But Harry knew that what really made them do it was that they didn't want to see Harry alone.

In recent years, all of Harry's friends have been married, and now probably only the Gryffindor Triad and Luna, who doesn't know where the world tour went, are still single.

Before going to bed, Harry listened to the radio for a while.According to sports news, the England Quidditch team is expected to enter the World Cup this year as the number one in Group B; according to entertainment news, the eccentric sisters who have retired may appear in Dem, where the Triwizard Tournament is about to be held. Strong, singing the song they sang at Hogwarts, the first school after the restoration of the Triwizard Tournament, "What is Magic?"

Finally, at twelve o'clock at midnight, at the Harry Potter Observatory (after the war, in memory of those who stood up for the truth in the war, they kept this radio column, of course, the column is no longer constantly tuned, Lee Jordan became Harry fell into a deep sleep as the column's exclusive host, always popular for his humorous tone, told the time on time.

Early the next morning, Harry's biological clock woke him up on time.His eyes were blurred, and Harry habitually reached out to reach for his glasses on the small cabinet in front of the bed, and then, after another crisp sound, Harry broke his glasses again.

Harry groaned in annoyance, thinking his glasses would resent him.

Then, someone produced another new pair of glasses and handed them to Harry.Harry accepted it naturally, and then put it on, and the world became clear again.Harry brushed his messy hair even more messy, his face turned red with embarrassment, and the words he used to say every morning naturally came out of his mouth, "Thank you, Kreacher."

"It's Kreacher's honor, Master Harry." A thin, familiar voice came from under Harry's head.

"Of course, of course, what would my morning be like without you, what would my glasses be like, um, Kreacher?" Harry nodded, then suddenly realized something, and looked down to the side of the bed, "K... Ricky! Why are you here?"

"Honorable Master Harry, Kreacher has prepared breakfast for you." Kreacher bowed respectfully.

Harry raised his head and raised his hand to cover his forehead. He had a headache, "Merlin, Kreacher. You..."

"You should stay at home like a good elf, Mr. Harry Potter will be well taken care of by Dobby, you old guy who can hardly handle the dinner plate." Dobby appeared in the piercing apparition In front of Harry's eyes, standing side by side with Kreacher, he kept staring at Kreacher. Obviously, jealousy exists among house elves.

Kreacher glanced at Dobby out of the corner of his eye, "How dare Kreacher hand over the kind Master Harry to a treacherous elf who betrayed his noble pure-blood family? What will the mistress and young master say when they hear that, Kreacher Che, you put your good and pure noble master in the fire and water. Kreacher will never allow this to happen! Shame on you house-elves, scum!" Clearly, Kreacher has been from Blake over the years. The "special" grammar learned from the portrait of the lady taught him how to fight back better.

"Dobby is a good elf, and Kreacher is a bad elf. Dobby wants to take care of Mr. Harry Potter!" Dobby's shrill voice was now raised higher, causing Harry to wrinkle irritably. brow.

"Now, now, now, shut up!" Harry yelled.

So, in an instant, the whole room was silent, the two elves closed their mouths, looked at Harry with tears in their eyes, and then stared at each other, the expression on their faces was clearly "It's all your fault!" .

Harry took a deep breath, and then heaved a long sigh, looking at the two house elves who were trying to show themselves in front of him, "I know, you all have good intentions, Dobby and Kreacher are both good elves. But, I have something to understand right now, so can you keep quiet?"

The two elves nodded their chubby green heads desperately in unison.

"Very well, then, Kreacher, does anyone but you know that I'm back in London?" Harry asked.

"Ms. Hermione, that lady who is of Muggle origin has the qualities of a noble magical family. She told Kreacher that Master Harry is back, and she asked Kreacher to take care of you. Master Harry. Kreacher is a good elf, a A good elf who will keep it secret. Kreacher has never mentioned to anyone that you are back." Kreacher explained urgently.

Harry nodded in satisfaction, it turned out to be Hermione, he was a little too cautious, "Very well, Kreacher, you did a good job. But, uh, you still have to stay at home as much as possible in the future, someone must watch the house for me ,Is it right?"

"Yes, Kreacher knows, Kreacher will look after the family." Kreacher kept nodding his head, promising.

"As for, Dobby." Harry glanced at Dobby who had been silent all this time, "Thank you for bringing the breakfast, Dobby, I'm very happy."

"It's Dobby's honor, Mr. Harry Potter. Dobby likes to prepare breakfast for you." Dobby replied excitedly.

Harry satisfactorily resolved the house elf dispute that happened early in the morning. After washing up, Harry went back to bed, but then he had some difficulties facing two delicious and exquisite breakfasts with different dishes. His appetite has always been small, facing two overcooked breakfasts, it is simply impossible for him to eat them all.

With Merlin's favor, just when Harry was in a dilemma (he didn't want to hurt any elf), the door of the Room of Requirement was knocked from the outside, followed by Neville's honest voice, "Harry, are you up yet?" ?”

Harry was in his pajamas, and hurried to open the door, with a bright smile on his face, he was never happier than now to see Neville appear, "I'm so glad you're here, I'm going to have breakfast, let's go ?”

Neville happily agreed.

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