Vol 2 Chapter 533: dream

When the two who had made the engagement reappeared in the hall hand in hand, the spring breeze on Albert's face and the charming smile on Furong's face could not be hidden.
"Congratulations." Allen handed over the growth wand that had just been transformed, and sincerely congratulated the two.
Furong took the Mithril wand, and a ray of light spurted from the port of the wand, and turned into pink roses in the sky, and the diffuse fragrance was refreshing. "It's my grandmother's hair. It's a little heavier than before, but it feels smoother after casting the spell. Thank you Ellen."
When she received the attribute potions and potions, after listening to Albert's introduction of the functions of these potions, her eyes widened and she took these potions carefully. Her expression was both joyful and full of joy. A little melancholy.
Allen, who paid attention to Furong’s expression, raised his head and smiled gently at Albert, "Furong, don’t worry about Gabriel, after she graduates, if you are willing to join the Harris family, you can take her to work on TV. According to the house rules, I can’t let her enter the tower, but the magical knowledge taught to the peripheral members and the attribute potions can be provided to her without any contribution from her. In addition, you should practice Occlumency and get used to it at any time. Run him, let’s not mention that this can prevent outsiders... There are also a lot of guys who have developed the habit of mindfulness at any time. In fact, we also take it as an exercise."
"I really don't like her very much." Daisy, who was standing in the corner of the hall looking at Fleur, who was surrounded by romance and happiness, said to Penello, and quickly explained when he saw Penello's expression of understanding. , "Of course not because of her amazing beauty due to Veeva descent or her name that sounds like'sticky'."
"Father taught us that we should pay attention to demeanor when we speak and do things, so even if we disagree, don't embarrass the family. But she is not. I noticed that she is a very picky girl, and she likes to express her ideas directly, regardless of the occasion. "Daisy curled her lips, "In addition, her pursuit of so-called elegance is almost crazy, and she even eats dinner together..."
Penello could only agree and nodded. Looking at Daisy's appearance, he couldn't help but think: "Before Furong joined, the one who went straight at home regardless of the occasion was not Daisy yourself before."
Thinking of this, Penello raised his head and glanced at Fleur again, and determined that the reason why he didn't like her was purely because of her amazing beauty due to the Veeva lineage. The blood alliance badge just appeared on her aggravated this. One thought: "Neither I nor Alan have made a blood alliance yet."
On the other side, Hermione was also talking to Luna about recent events, big and small. After asking about Durmstrand’s experience, Hermione brought up the Hogwarts incident: "At Hogwarts at noon today. Here is a Quidditch match, Ravenclaw’s second game against Slytherin. Ravenclaw won again. Apparently, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team has been due to the training and tactics of those professional teams. The arrangement is on the right track, the players are getting more and more tacit, and the tactics are getting better and better. Now from the total score, Ravenclaw is already far ahead of the other three teams. If in Ravenclaw’s In the last game, Gryffindor’s Harry cannot come back. Apart from the Academy Cup, Ravenclaw will once again win a full victory this year."
Luna looked at Hermione whose face glowed red because of her emotions: "You have become a true Quidditch fan."
At this time, in the Hogwarts Gryffindor common room, Harry was also discussing today's game with Ron and the others. "I thought that without Alan, Ravenclaw's strength would drop drastically. I didn't expect them to play better this year. Their fighting style and skills are nothing like an amateur team in the academy."
"It would be great if Dumbledore could lift Umbridge's ban on you. Without you, Quidditch training would have been a torment." Ron complained while checking the deformation class essay he had just written. Harry was suspended, but he was allowed to participate in the game at will, which was an insult to his ability. What's more, for him, every training is almost a kind of torture. The distrustful eyes of his teammates and the constant ringing of "Weasley is our king" off the court made him upset.
"Fortunately, the number of people participating in the training camp has recovered so much, and our Defense Against the Dark Arts training team has finally become formal." Harry quickly changed the subject, and talking about DA is a good idea, which has become a reality recently. It's a topic Ron cares most about.
After listening to Hermione’s explanation, Harry and Ron changed the name of the Defense Against the Dark Arts training team from Y.M.D.A to D.A—Dumbledore’s Army. Harry felt that this name was also meaningful. After Hermione’s distribution of contact gold coins, after notifying the change of name, he also explained and apologized for the previous jokes caused by his ignorance of Muggles.
When the group meeting was held again, the Muggle-born wizards who participated in the training for the first time also appeared in the training class again, but it was obvious that Ron’s reputation was damaged again because of this, although people accepted this as a misunderstanding. , But once again doubted Ron's orientation.
Harry thought of Seamus Finnigan and Lee Jordan's speculation about Ron when he was having dinner in the auditorium just now.
Seamus whispered to Lee Jordan, who was sitting on his left side: "Even if it is a misunderstanding, Ron's love for a song shows whether his subconsciousness... You know, although Harry is obviously not, he is now I was fighting with Ginny, but sometimes Ron’s maintenance of him is clearly beyond the scope of general friendship. Those reports should be true. My mother said those newspapers are still credible."
Li Qiaodan nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words, and then used his unique sense of rhythm during the commentary to match the gestures and opened his mouth: "Being is much harder than being black. It's really that way. , Because... Ron, as a who dare not reveal his true orientation, he will face many problems that he would not encounter as a black. At least I don’t have to come out and declare that I am a black. My parents sat down and told them that I was black. I didn’t have to come to them and say,
Dad, mom, I want to tell you one thing. I hope you will still love me after listening to it. I’m black. I’m born. That's it.'"
Thinking of this, if Ron was sitting in front of Harry, he felt that he couldn’t help but want to laugh a little. He settled his mind and continued to talk to Ron about Dumbledore’s Army. Now Harry is very towards DA Shang Xin, Ginny replaced him as Gryffindor's Seeker. In his life, besides studying, there is nothing more interesting and meaningful than DA~EbookFREE.me~ Even in his sleep In, he actually dreamed that he had returned to the assembly room to guide the students in training.
The dream has turned...
His body is soft, strong and flexible, pressing against the ground, sliding with his belly... the light is very dark, but he can see the light of the surrounding objects, some strange and bright colors. He turned his head and saw a man sitting on the ground with his head hanging down on his chest, his silhouette gleaming in the darkness.
Harry was eager to bite the man, but the man woke up and jumped up. A silver cloak slipped from his leg. Harry saw his bright, fuzzy silhouette standing in front of him, and a magic wand pulled from his belt. He had no choice, stood up, attacked, twice, three times, and plunged his fangs deep into the person's skin, feeling the ribs cracked between his teeth, warm blood... …
The man yelled in pain... and then fell silent... collapsed at the foot of the wall... blood splashed on the ground...
His forehead hurts terribly...it seems to be exploding...
"Harry! Harry!"
He opened his eyes and was soaked in cold sweat. The sheets were all wrapped around him, like tights. He felt like a hot tongs stuck in his forehead.
Ron stood before the bed, as if frightened. Harry took a big breath and stood up from the bed, his vision blurred with pain, but he wanted to tell Ron that it was important...
"Your dad," said Harry panting, his chest rising and falling, "it was your dad... Mr. Arthur Weasley had an accident..."
"Harry, buddy," Ron doubted, "You...you are just dreaming."
"No!" Harry said violently, making Ron understand, "Not a dream, not a normal dream. I was there, I saw...I did it!"