Chapter 906 (1/2)

Back upstairs, they took off their robes and quietly put on their pajamas; by this time, Thomas, Seymour, and Neville were already asleep.

Fanlin carefully went to his innermost bed, undressed and laid down the curtains around the bed.

Fanlin liked this feeling very much, which made him feel very at ease. He reached out a little, and there was a faint blue light on the top of the bed.

Harry put his glasses on the bedside table and climbed into bed. Harry didn't put down the four legged bed curtain; instead, he looked through the window beside Neville's bed and watched the starry sky.

If he knew at this time last night that he would kiss Qiu Zhang in 24 hours, maybe

”Good night,” Ron muttered, his voice coming from somewhere on the right.

”Good night!” Fanlin also said, but the light inside the tent did not go out.

”Good night,” said Harry, still in his mind.

Maybe next time. If there's a time. She'll be happier. He should have asked her; she might have been looking forward to it and was now angry with him. Or is she lying in bed, still weeping for Cedric?

He didn't know what to think. Hermione's explanation makes things more complicated and harder to understand.

In fact, what ideas can the three boys come up with? Maybe Hermione is more correct?

Anyway, Harry is more inclined to Hermione in his mind, but what's the use of it? I understand

Tossing and turning, the girl's mind is thinking something. Anyway, it will be more useful than divination. Maybe he should make an appointment with Qiu alone, or

In the night, an owl is singing somewhere. Harry dreamed that he would return to Da's practice room. Cho is blaming him for faking excuses to seduce her; she says he promised to give her 50 Chocolate Frog cards if she shows up.

Harry protested. Qiu yelled, ”show me the pocket full of Chocolate Frog cards!” She took them out of her robe and threw them in the air.

And then suddenly, she turns into Hermione and says, ”you do promise her, you know, Harry. I think you'd better replace it with something else. How about your catapult? ”

Harry protested that he could not give Qiu his catapult, because it belonged to Umbridge, and the whole thing was so absurd that he had to go straight to the D.A. practice room and post Christmas trinkets in the shape of Dobby's head.

When he opened the door of the house, it was like a weightlessness feeling of stepping into the air. Harry felt that his body was constantly falling, as if there was no end.

Wait, he seems to have experienced this feeling somewhere, like

Yes, the meditation basin

But what is that?

Harry felt that he had a headache, as if his head was going to explode completely.

When the pain reached the top, Harry felt his brain filled with a cold feeling.

For a moment, as if he had been cast the most powerful forgetting spell, Harry felt that he had lost all his senses. At this moment, everything seemed to have gone away from him, including autumn.

It was terrible, but Harry didn't feel anything wrong. He seemed to have been like that all the time.

Without squinting, Harry felt like he was walking on a cold floor, black brick, as if he had seen it there.

Instinctively, Harry thought he should look around, but he was so straight that he stepped straight into the dark with one foot.

Vaguely, Harry felt that there was some light ahead. It seemed that someone was walking in this space. Through the light of the wand, Harry could clearly see what was around him.

Full of crystal balls

Something seems to have passed, completely enveloped in a black cloak, and then walked behind the previous man and raised his wand. The man in front of him turned and Harry instinctively wanted to scream, but the cold feeling suppressed all the waves.

After the scarlet magic light, Harry felt a little comfortable physically and mentally, but this feeling was quickly suppressed, as if it was just a trivial matter.

They just seem to come here to do this This body

The attacker turned back with a weird mask on his face. The man in front of him bowed respectfully. Harry saw the blood splashing on the mask.

All of a sudden, Harry felt like he was going to say something, but at the moment of making a sound, it was like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time. The pain on his forehead erupted violently in an instant.