HP through the autumn

"Do you really believe what Professor Dumbledore said?" After returning to the common room, Laurie couldn't help asking.

"Why don't you believe it?" Qiu said, sitting relaxed in a chair in the common room, "after all, he is the greatest wizard right now."

"But . . . that man . . . how is that possible?" said Laurie hesitantly. "He's long since disappeared."

"But it's never been reported that the man disappeared completely, is there?" Cho stared at the warm fireplace, where the fire was blazing.

"Potter really saw that person's resurrection? What happened in the maze?" Marietta asked eagerly.

"Harry found the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament, but it was a modified Portkey, which brought him to Voldemort. Voldemort used his blood to shape the flesh and successfully resurrected. Voldemort let Harry live in a group of food Dueled him in front of the Dead Apostles, but because the core of Harry's wand and Voldemort's were the tail feathers of the same phoenix, their wands were connected, and Harry bought some time to get the Triwizard trophy, using it again This Portkey is back at Hogwarts."

Laurie and Marietta listened intently, feeling that this statement was extremely absurd, but there was nothing obviously questionable about it.

Laurie: "Who turned the trophy into a portkey?"

Cho: "An infiltrated Death Eater, Barty Crouch Jr., who used Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as Professor Moody. Minister Fudge has had his soul sucked out by dementors, maybe you guys tomorrow Or you can see a similar report in the "Daily Prophet" the day after tomorrow. If you don't see the report, it means that the Ministry of Magic does not want to publicize this matter. In the previous paragraph, Barty Crouch, director of the International Cooperation Department, was sent to Do you remember St. Mungo? He was sent in because he was insane due to the Imperius Curse cast on him by his son."

Laurie: "Why would that person want to duel with Potter? After all, Potter is only a fourth grade student, he can easily... kill him, can't he?"

Qiu: "13 years ago, he had to disappear because of Harry. For so many years, everyone said that Harry defeated him. In order to show his strength to the Death Eaters, he chose to defeat Harry head-on. Way, that is, let Harry fight him."

Marietta and Laurie fell silent, and everyone in the common room had mostly gone to bed.

"I still can't believe it," Marietta said. "It's ridiculous."

"I kind of believe it," said Laurie, "but it's too horrible, too horrible to believe."

Qiu lazily curled up on the chair: "I won't force you to believe it. In fact, I don't care much about whether other people believe it or not. Everyone has their own opinion, and it's hard to convince everyone without evidence, isn't it? Is it? I just have to work hard to find evidence."

"Honey, sometimes you are surprisingly mature." Laurie said, leaning back in her chair, looking at her long-time friend.

"Because in my heart, there is a mature woman." Qiu said to her in a charming pose.

"Let's talk about your breasts, mature woman." Laurie looked at her with disgust.

The atmosphere became lighter again, as if their differences had disappeared.

On the way back to King's Cross, the sky was cloudless.

Several Ravenclaw fifth-year girls and boys found a box and sat in. Everyone was still discussing Dumbledore's speech yesterday.Qiu had to describe Harry's experience in the maze to his classmates again.

They listened to the experience with doubts, asked some questions, and still dubiously believed it all.

"Roy! I'd rather review the answers with you." She couldn't help but want to sigh, "Shall we discuss the answers to the OWLS exam together?"

Roy was eager to accept the proposal, but everyone else in the box strongly opposed it.

"There is still half a month to know the results, let us maintain a good mood for this half month." Laurie said.

"Then how about we play wizard chess?" Roy suggested.

"It's still Hangman's game, which is suitable for multiple people to play together." Marietta said.

Everyone readily agreed and began to play the hangman game.

"I start with an 'e' every time," Roy said, "and that's the most frequent letter."

"Sounds reasonable." Qiu drew on the parchment, and her villain was two strokes away from being hanged.

"My little one is hanged." Laurie put down her quill regretfully.

"Mine too," said Qiu, her brother-in-law.

"I figured it out." Roy shouted excitedly, "The word is roar letter!"

It's time for lunch.

Qiu and Laurie walked out of the box, and they went from box to box looking for their boyfriends.Laurie first found Cedric and a group of Hufflepuff students.

Cho and Cedric greeted each other through the glass door, and went on to find Harry Ron and Hermione.

When she found them, unfortunately, two of Malfoy's henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, were standing at the door of the box, completely blocking the way.The three of them were smiling triumphantly into the box.

The next second, a burst of dazzling light erupted in the box, and after a series of loud crackling noises, Crabbe, Goyle, and Malfoy all fell to the ground.

At this moment, Qiu Cai saw Fred and George standing at the other end of the aisle, completely blocked by the tall figures of Crabbe and Gore.

"What a coincidence, we just came to see what they want to do." Fred waved to her and walked into the box with Goyle.

George followed him in, and stepped on Malfoy as if he didn't see it.

She followed Fred and George, carefully avoiding the three of Malfoy.She was afraid she would trip her by stepping on them, and Crabbe and Goyle's faces grew tiny tentacles as the five of them mingled their spells.

"I dare not step on it," she said, staring at the ugly and deformed faces of the three of them, "what if it is poisonous?"

George laughed. "Then we'll throw them out. They're not pretty decorations after all."

Harry, Ron and George roughly threw the three of them into the hallway.

She finished lunch with them and listened to Fred and George tell how Ludo Badman had scammed them out of all their money.

"Are you trying to help them with your winnings?" she asked Harry, whispering in his ear.

"How do you know?" Harry looked at her in surprise.

"I predicted it with arithmetic divination," she said.

Harry looked at her suspiciously: "Really?"

"Really," she said confidently, "I can figure out that Ron and Hermione will definitely get married in the future."

"Then..." Harry really wanted to ask how the future of the two of them would be, but he was too embarrassed to be so direct, "What else do you predict?"

"You mean to ask who your future wife is? Don't you?" She took Harry's hand and pulled the sleeves of her robes, one last time to check the healing of the wound.There was no mark left on his arm, as if he had never been injured.

Harry let her play with his arms, hesitating for a moment between denial and confession: "Ah... who is that...?"

"Don't worry." She gently touched the place where the wound was. "You will know the answer in a few years. If you know the answer in advance, there will be no surprises, right?"

Harry's arm was tickled by her: "That's right."

The two tacitly began to chat about other topics.

Nine and three-quarters of the platform, everyone is saying goodbye to friends.

"Goodbye, Marietta, goodbye, Laurie." She and the Ravenclaw girls waved and ran towards Harry.He was standing beside Mrs. Weasley.

"Goodbye, Harry." She hugged him and whispered in his ear, "I will find a chance to see you during the summer vacation."

Harry nodded, hugged her tightly and released her.

Her parents were waiting for her on the platform. As soon as they met, Zhang's father opened his arms to her: "Come on, my Aphrodite."

"Dad, why haven't you forgotten about this?" She complained and rushed into Dad's arms.

"We just saw your boyfriend." Mother Zhang took her suitcase and said, "He just recently became the champion of the Triwizard Tournament? He looks like a nice guy, but is he too famous? After all, he is the savior."

"It's not that he wants to be famous," she said. "Now let's hurry home, I miss my mother's cooking so much."

No matter how outstanding the elves in Hogwarts are, the taste of home is still something they can't make.Those who are used to the taste may have put too much salt, or only some simple seasonings, but after years of laughter and happiness, it has long become an irreplaceable delicacy.

"I can enjoy your mother's handicraft every day at home." Her father showed off in time.

"So this summer vacation, can you not grab my mother's fried cod?" She squinted at her father.

Zhang's father immediately rejected her: "No, baby girl, everything else is easy to talk about, but this is not enough."

"A high-calorie food like fried cod is not good for you, Dad, I find that you seem to be getting fat again." She said, holding Dad's arm.

"At your age, if you eat too much fried cod, you will get pimples, my dear girl."

"I don't get pimples, Dad."

"Maybe your puberty has come suddenly? You just got a boyfriend, didn't you?"

Harry watched the family of three leaving King's Cross with some envy.If his parents are still alive... He no longer thinks about this assumption, he believes that one day, he too can have a happy family.

The author has something to say:

I have to say, seeing Malfoy and the others being beaten up so badly in the original book made me feel very happy...

When I watched "Numergarde's Messenger" and saw Malfoy's hand was chopped off, I was so happy physically and mentally.