Chapter 283: Word of death!

At dinner, Astoria happily chanted "True Fragrance".
Diana took out a bottle of red wine worth hundreds of thousands of pounds.
In her eyes, this is a very valuable thing, and it is a treasure that cannot be bought with money.
But in the eyes of the guests she entertained...
emm...
Astoria took only a sip, and her small face was wrinkled, as if she had taken poison.
"Bah bah...it's too bitter, it's bitter than the cold medicine made by Madam Pomfrey." Then the half glass of red wine was set aside.
The two girls, Zhang Qiu and Hermione, didn't even move.
"This 52-year-old bottle of red wine has rich aroma and mellowness. The woman drank it and even had a cosmetic effect." Diana said.
Upon hearing this, Hermione and Zhang Qiu moved a little.
But they all shook their heads and said in unison: "Because they have been left too long and too rich, we are likely to get drunk and worry about Harry taking the opportunity to do something indescribable to us."
Harry took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Still you know me, knowing that one of my motto is to take advantage of people's danger."
Diana stunned the dog, their combination was so strange.
Diana was originally concerned about Harry, and as long as Harry liked the wine, she was satisfied.
She suddenly noticed that Harry would pour some transparent liquid into the wine, and the air was filled with a sweet and sour smell, making people saliva.
She asked, "What are you adding to it?"
Harry looked at her in shock and said contemptuously: "You wouldn't even drink Sprite?"
Tiantian thing!
Diana smiled: "Hehe... just be happy."
After a while, Diana began to ask about her.
"Excuse me, what can you say about the future where I will die in a car accident? Can you change? Through your magic, I am willing to take out all my property." Diana said.
"What do I want money for?" Harry was not interested at all.
"Some wizards believe that death is the trajectory set by the death, and no one can change it. If I were death, I could open the back door for you. Unfortunately, I am not, wait for death with peace of mind." Harry said casually.
This remark seemed like the cold winter came, appeared in Diana's heart, and froze her last hope.
As Harry spoke, he couldn't help but frown.
What he said was indeed the view of a wizard in a considerable part of the magic world.
Although the theory of death is illusory, no wizard has ever broken the prediction of death made by a fortune-teller... This refers to a true prophet, not a maverick like Trelawney.
Some wizards try to change, but the result will always come to an end in a strange way.
For example, a wizard is dying in volcanic magma. He fled, but was burnt to death by a spitting star of a passing fire dragon.
Some wizards were predicted that the bones would be buried deep in the ground, and there was no sun, so he would petrify the ground wherever he went. Unexpectedly, when he hid in a cave, the mountain collapsed directly and buried him underneath.
The first master of the Magic Stone, Nicole Leme, had visited all the fortune tellers and came to predict his death.
Then he gave up using the magic stone to continue his life.
He lived long enough, saw enough, and was not so afraid of death.
In an interview with the Daily Prophet, he said: "Death must feel that I have broken his rules. If he doesn't see him again, he will be angry, haha..."
Otherwise, who would be willing to die, he must choose to go to the end.
And Harry, he changed the ending of the two. Jobs and Sirius.
Jobs, he didn't care, but Sirius.
He once thought that as long as he deviated from the original track, he would not usher in death.
But he just woke up, things may not be as simple as he thought.
There are even Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape.
Harry didn't even think that these two would die.
Because Slytherin’s pendant box has been destroyed, and Malfoy’s character has changed a lot, it is impossible to become a Voldemort’s Death Eater, and Dumbledore is now the Minister of Magic. His strength has been In his peak state, who can kill him?
As for Professor Snape, there are only two Horcruxes, can Voldemort still run out and trample?
If Voldemort wants to be resurrected, he needs the flesh, and then he needs Harry's blood as a primer to perform a black magic ceremony.
But as soon as Harry saw Voldemort at first glance, he would immediately destroy Voldemort's soul.
What will happen?
...
Diana was drunk.
She wanted to curse Harry as a cheater, but she believed Harry in her heart again.
She has always maintained her impeccable noble lady manners.
But when I realized that my life was coming to an end.
Even the simple Diana is a bit gaffe.
She wobbled around the long dining table and shouted at Harry all of them the royal family.
She completely let go, and various scandals of the British royal family were exposed by her.
Time and again refreshed the lower limit of Hermione and Zhang Qiu.
If there is a Muggle reporter here, he will be excited about epilepsy.
Hermione drank a glass of juice and squeezed it out.
These melons are so big.
Diana was drunk and dizzy, saying a lot.
Suddenly she shouted a name: "Camilla!"
"You you you..." Diana blushed blushing.
She glanced at the few people in the house, as if these people gave her courage.
She closed her eyes and shouted with all her strength: "You Bichi! Bichi!"
Zhang Qiu silently took a sip of orange juice. Did the dignified princess also scold?
"Huh...haha..." Diana smirked, covering her face with her hand, ashamed: "I, even cursed..."
She leaned on the table, stepped on a long skirt, a stagger, took two steps forward, and put in a warm embrace.
She looked up and saw that Harry was looking at her indifferently.
"What's your problem?"
Diana struggled to stand up, not knowing where to press it, making Harry's face darker.
Diana felt that her body was covered with lead, so heavy that she couldn't even lift her arms.
She simply lay on Harry and put all her weight on Harry, which made her feel very comfortable as if she was lying on her bed.
Diana said, "You guys don't have a good thing...you are worse than Charles, he just has a Camilla, but you have so many..."
"She, she, she..." Diana pointed to Zhang Qiu, Hermione, Astoria.
Then I turned my fingers around and seemed to be unable to find the target. My head was a little confused, pointing at myself: "And I..."
Harry said, "You are drunk."
Just get up and push Diana aside.
Diana looped around Harry’s neck: "Can't you really help me, I'm willing to give everything I have..."
She grabbed Harry's hand and tore away her clothes, covering the two huddled together.
"Including me..."
Suddenly she felt a force, hugged Harry, and kissed Harry frantically.
The car drove too fast. Hermione and Zhang Qiu have not responded yet.
But Harry did not disappoint them.
Harry pushed Diana away angrily, Diana fell to the ground, a glass of red wine splashed on her clean white skirt.
"I'm going to rest first." Harry said seriously.
The woman on the ground whose shoulders started to shake, he didn't look at it at a glance.
"Well, good..." Hermione said.
After Harry went upstairs.
Diana's crying grew louder, and crystal tears ran down her delicate cheeks.
Her dignity was trampled to the extreme by Harry.
"Diana, you, are you okay?" Hermione looked at her so pitifully and wanted to comfort her, but thought she had deserved her boyfriend just now and thought she deserved it.
So she didn't care anymore, took Zhang Qiu and Astoria, and went upstairs.
Astoria reluctantly said, "My penguin meat..."
There was only a beautiful woman lying on the floor, crying pitifully.
...
late at night.
In Harry's bedroom.
He was thinking about the possibility of Sirius, Dumbledore's death.
Logically, it is almost impossible.
How many people in the world can beat Dumbledore?
Or, meteorite hit the earth? Super volcano eruption?
Harry looked up at the sky.
Suddenly, he looked out the window and scolded: "Idiot."
The sky here, at night, the moonlight is sparse.
The moonlight hits the ground without any cover.
The white sand beach, because it contains fluorescent stone luminous stone, so it looks like a huge gemstone under the night, shining.
A huge dark figure was lying on the beach, blowing the cool sea breeze comfortably.
A woman holding a wine bottle, full of alcohol, stumbled to the beach.
Diana just felt sad in her heart and wanted to come out to blow her hair and wake up.
While sober, she lifted her neck and "grunted" and drank the wine in her hand.
She was drunk and smoked, looking at the wine bottle in her hand, trying to recognize what was written on it, and muttered: "How come this coffee is so sweet, it can't hangover at all, and there is a smell of alcohol..."
"Ouch..." she screamed.
She hit a "wall."
Diana touched the "wall" for a long time.
"How come there is a hill, oh, it was the dragon..."
Diana suddenly had a bold idea.
She smiled and walked around the dragon to find a convenient place to climb.
She is going to ride this dragon.
When she was awake, she gave her a hundred guts, she did not dare to have this thought.
But now... It’s really irrational to talk to a woman who is crazy about drinking.
It's just that she just grabbed the dragon's wings.
Dahei shook his wings impatiently.
A figure flew out in a parabola, flying a dozen meters away.
Diana crashed into the beach.
After a while, she pulled her head out of the fine sand.
She looked blankly.
Then continue to climb the big black.
then……
She flew out again.
But she seemed to be in a wicked spirit, and did not give up, and ran to Dahei again.
The result has not changed.
Time and time again, Diana's clothes were already ragged, and her face, fingers, and knees had a fine wound.
She crawled to the heel again.
In the heart, if it is not known that this person has spoken with the owner, it would have killed her with a breath of dragon breath.
But looking at her perseverance, I think it's really interesting. Isn't this true for Muggles? Like moving little toys, just wait for the owner to let me go to the Muggle city one day.
When Dahei was about to fan her again, he suddenly stopped.
As if receiving an order, it was motionless.
Diana finally climbed to the neck.
She clapped her hands happily, exactly like a child.
She said: "Your master does not ride me, then I will ride his dragon."
Diana was talking nonsense.
"Hurry up and go!" Diana ordered, pointing to the head.
Dahei was quiet for a few seconds, unwillingly spreading its giant wings and flying into the sky.
"Giggle..." Diana laughed happily. She looked at the blue night sky and pointed at the round and bright moon. "Go and pick up the glowing peach. It's so bright, I can't sleep." ."
There was a touch of human helplessness in the eyes and had to obey.
Then it gets higher and higher.
The surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower. Diana felt cold. She was awake and said, "Go back, I'm too cold."
Dahei obediently obedient.
Then flew down again ~EbookFREE.me~ The sudden weightlessness made Diana who was drinking a lot of alcohol unwell.
"Oh...wow..."
Diana vomited.
The scales on Dahei's body were all exploded, and his dead heart was all over.
When she was about to fall to the ground, Diana's appetite rose completely, and she loosened her hand and slid off the back.
Seeing that it was about to fall into the dark and icy water, she suddenly stood still, and a figure appeared, holding her up.
Diana glanced at the people around her in confusion and fainted.
Harry carried Diana's neck like a baby chick, went back to the villa, and threw her onto her bed.
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