Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Geilo, Norway.

Harry finally found it here.

From high in the sky, Harry saw that this place was not yet surrounded by the atmosphere of the city, and there were many natural landscapes.

In the middle of many ski trails, there are dozens of big houses such as inns.

Harry swept down his mental power and found the hotel room with the breath of Astoria and the others, and then Apparated.

...

In a luxurious room, the heating is like spring, and the LCD TV hanging on the wall is playing...Tom and Jerry.

On the soft big bed, a thin body was sunk on the bed, and the thick dark purple quilt tightly covered her, leaving only the long golden hair scattered.

This is naturally Astoria.

Harry appeared in the room, and Astoria was still asleep without noticing it.

Harry touched his chin and indulged in the chase of Tom and Jerry. It took him a while to realize that he was really idiot.

You know, since he severed his hope of becoming a great magician, he has been strengthening this severance almost every night.

Harry had long realized that he was an LSP...No, he was not old.

But this time...following Haige out for a full week.

He can resist coming to Norway without an Apparition halfway through, and he already has great perseverance.

So now... Harry smiled slightly and immediately got under the quilt and hugged Astoria.

Astoria screamed and was about to yell.

Harry spoke first: "Astoria, it's me."

Astoria's body trembled, wondering if it was because Harry's hands were too cold.

No longer resist.

"Aren't you hot?" Harry said, about to lift the quilt.

Unexpectedly, Astoria was dragging the quilt, desperately making waves under the quilt.

"Good, good," Harry soothed, giving up the move.

Fortunately, he has long been able to untie the clothes, even if it is dark under the quilt, it is skillfully intimidating.

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"What's the matter?" Harry said strangely: "How did you become smaller? It took me a lot of effort before to help you "grow"."

Harry sighed: "The expansion of heat and contraction of cold are indeed the truth of the universe. You shouldn't have come to such a cold place. I should have recommended you to Hawaii and the Maldives as long as I knew it, where the four seasons are like spring."

"Later, I will try your sister Zhang Qiu and Hermione again, hey..." Harry worried.

"Hey..." Astoria didn't expect to be shy, and didn't say anything at all.

Harry was very familiar with it, operating with both hands.

The two were short of breath and were about to take a crucial step when the quilt that was draped on Harry slipped... it fell...

Harry saw his surroundings clearly, his hands stiffened suddenly and he didn't dare to move any more.

I saw Luna clearly under him.

It turns out that it's not just Astoria who is blond.

Harry suddenly realized it now.

Strange and useless knowledge has increased! !

Looking at the picture at this time, Harry was already straddling Luna's delicate body, lifting Luna's shirt with both hands, not knowing what he was, and slightly bulged his palms.

Time seemed to stand still.

Luna's face was ruddy, an abnormal pale pink, as if she was sick. The big bright eyes seemed to be wet from a newborn pet, but their eyes were calm, looking at Harry fixedly, without anger and no intention of struggling.

Harry even saw his reflection in her eyes, calmly.

This wave refers to the state of mind.

But no matter how well she covered it up, Harry could still find a trace of shame.

Hey... Harry sighed in his heart.

give up? But that is not as good as a beast!

carry on? But Luna is a classmate of Astoria!

How can I get it done!

This is never a multiple choice question, because it is not a question at all.

Since he couldn't start, then Harry... had no choice but to speak.

Harry lowered his head and kissed Luna.

Luna immediately closed her eyes tightly.

...

In the evening, the sky faded.

Six beautiful figures appeared on this floor in the hotel.

It was Hermione, Zhang Qiu, Astoria, Penello, Furong... and the oil bottle Gabrielle.

They were twittering, and they walked here from the other end of the corridor with a look of excitement and joy.

To talk about why they missed Luna when they went out, it had to start in the morning.

It turned out that in the morning, the seven of them were going to the Bergen Railway, which is praised as the most beautiful railway line in the world, next to the town, and then took a three-hour train to nearby Oslo.

But I didn't expect Astoria, who was sleeping in the same room with Luna, to wake up and found out that maybe because they had been playing in the snow for too long yesterday, Luna contracted a wind chill, and today she had a fever.

Her forehead was hot, her body was weak and weak, and her complexion was crimson.

This of course can't go out and blow the cold wind anymore.

After Astoria informed the women of this matter, after thinking about it, the most stable of them, Fleur, proposed to end the journey, return to the magical world, and go to St. Mungo's Hospital to find a doctor to treat Luna.

Unexpectedly, Luna, who was sleeping on the bed, didn’t know where she got her strength. She sat up and pleaded, saying that she wanted to taste it, bah, and said that she finally got sick in the Muggle world. She should be told to use Muggle. It’s a rare experience to treat her with medicine once.

She herself seems very happy to take medicine.

After several people discussed it, they felt that this method was good, so they agreed.

Later, Hermione found a doctor. After the doctor diagnosed it, he said that it was OK. First, take two packs of medicine, tightly cover the quilt, sweat, and relieve the fever.

And I especially told you to drink more magma...Oh no, drink more hot water.

Then when the other six saw Luna sleeping, they went to Oslo according to the original plan.

...

"I don't know if Luna is getting better?" Zhang Qiu asked worriedly.

"It must be better." Astoria smiled. She raised the Nokia phone in Harry's hand that made Harry'hard to say', and said: "At noon, Luna and I were on the phone. She asked the hotel to bring lunch. It was delivered to the room, and then I took the medicine again and fell asleep."

"Yeah." Zhang Qiu relaxed.

Astoria flicked out the room card, swiped the door open, and the door opened a crack.

RuoYu RuoWu's murmur of the girl came into my ears.

Astoria thought that Luna's condition had not improved but had worsened, and immediately rushed into the room worriedly.

then……

amount……

Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Hermione frowned slightly, put her hand on the doorknob, and pushed the door in.

But the sound is one by one, it seems...um...how a little...

Then I heard Luna's low-pitched, humiliated cry: "Harry, Astoria has come in..."

Zhang Qiu had no expression on his face, admiring the expensive fake copies on both sides of the corridor.

To say that these drawings are not available at a two-yuan store. Although they are fakes, they are also the work of old professors at the Repin Academy of Fine Arts, the National École des Beaux-Arts in Paris, and the Florence Academy of Fine Arts.

"Wearing a Girl's Pearl Earrings", "Taking a Boy's Pipe", "The Last of Dinner" and other famous paintings made Zhang Qiu immersed in it.

Hearing this voice, Furong's face was as beautiful as a rose, and she covered Gabriel's ears with her hands.

Gabrielle looked at her sister with shining silver blue eyes.

Penello blinked and blinked, as if... it was funny.

Astoria walked out of the room with a weird face, she looked around: "Well, Brother Harry is back."

Gabriel's eyes lit up, she jumped up, and yelled happily, "I'm going to find Harry."

He was held down by Furong's beautiful but powerful palm: "Don't go."

"Why?" Gabriel was very aggrieved.

Hermione took a deep breath and squeezed a smile: "Where's Harry, he's... seeing Sister Luna sick, he can't go in now."

"Oh, I see." Gabriel nodded obediently.

"Go, let's go to eat first." Hermione gritted her silver teeth and said fiercely.

So the six went to the hotel’s cafeteria for dinner.

...

Halfway through the meal of the six beautiful girls, Harry appeared.

Harry was a little imaginary.

Of course, it cannot be a weak waist, but a guilty conscience.

The object of his guilty conscience is naturally Astoria, his girlfriend's classmate, tusk.

But what puzzles him is that Astoria, it seems, not so angry?

Astoria didn't know what she thought. When she saw Harry and other girls rolling, she couldn't help feeling sour, but when she thought that it was Luna, she seemed to be a little happy and relaxed? Because that is her best friend.

What a strange emotion.

Harry walked up to Gabriel, because it seemed that she was the only one to welcome Harry's arrival.

"My dear, sit with me." Gabrielle patted the empty seat beside her charmingly.

As soon as this was said, all the Muggles focused their attention on Harry's face in the huge restaurant.

Especially the male eyes, it seemed to kill.

Although Gabriel was just eleven years old, she had the Veeva pedigree bonus, and she was already qualified for the allure of the country.

Since she entered here, a lot of eyes have been cast on her.

Now she is calling a young man such an intimate name. The psychology called jealousy makes many males crazy, and some women?

Harry ignored those gazes and sat calmly beside Gabriel~www.ltnovel.com~ Gabriel looked at Harry and innocently asked a question: "My dear, why do you still see sister Luna? Is it an injection? In the morning, the doctor said that the injection is effective."

Harry looked up at the sky, the moon~~

cough.

Harry rubbed Gabrielle's silky silver hair, and said in a complex tone: "It's... an injection, and it's been a lot of injections."

"Puff." Penello couldn't help laughing. Fortunately, she had no food in her mouth at this time, otherwise Hermione who was sitting across from her would be miserable.

Harry glared at Penello, showing the aura of being the boss.

Penello obediently buried his face on the table, but his shoulders kept twitching.

Gabriel looked at Penello, confused and wondering what was funny.

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