International students at Hogwarts

Chapter 283 I Always Feel Like I'm Holding Your Portrait...

But soon there was good news: Hermione managed to get a few crystal balls during the summer project, and it became easier for Lu Ren to contact them.

You know, the trick of Hogwarts online classes lies in two crystal balls, one is used to capture the images of the professors in class, and the other is to present the images on Lu Ren's side, so when Hermione held When holding a crystal ball in his pocket, Lu Ren can see the scenery outside the crystal ball.

But when Lu Ren was entertaining himself in the tower and playing VR games, Harry encountered some difficulties: his scar started to hurt.

At first, it was the night when Lu Ren left, his scar suddenly felt like burning pain, but it eased later, but it still hurt every three to five times, the pain was like someone pressing a white-hot wire on the Same on his skin.

And every time he felt pain, he would see some strange sights, often a skeleton-like man getting angry at several people.Out of some awkward thoughts, he didn't tell anyone about it.

Harry, who woke up from his sleep, returned to the bed restlessly, sat down, and stretched out another finger to stroke his scar.He is not afraid of pain: since he was a child, he has been accustomed to pain and injuries. He even lost a bone in his entire arm once, and he once fell from a height of fifty feet—that is, 15 meters. Bizarre accidents And pain has become commonplace for him.

What makes him really uneasy is the content of the dream, which is weird and absurd, which upsets him. He feels that the thoughts deep in his heart are really absurd...

He lay back on the bed and stared around the bedroom, looking for something to distract him: the room was full of unusual objects.At the foot of his bed was a large open wooden chest, revealing a cauldron, broomstick, and various spellbooks.

There were a few rolls of parchment lying on the table, and a large empty cage. His owl, Hedwig, had gone for a walk. If he was around, it might be a good choice to tease the owl.On the floor beside the bed was an open book with a picture of boys in bright orange-red robes who were whizzing around on broomsticks and throwing Quaffles at each other.

Harry picked up the book, and after watching a Chaser score a fine goal, Harry slammed the book shut again.Harry hadn't played Quidditch for more than a month, and doing it would only scratch his heart - Sirius didn't take him out to play this summer vacation, but let him live at home for a few days.Now, for Harry, Quidditch, the most exciting sport in the world, couldn't hold his attention anymore.

He put the book called "Flying with the Artillery" on the bedside table, went to the window, opened the curtains, and looked down at the street.Looking at the quiet street, Harry gradually relaxed.He could hear Cousin Dudley snoring a horrible sound in the next room - the house was not well insulated.

The snoring gave Harry courage instead.He felt so stupid.In the whole house, the only ones living with him were Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley.They were clearly asleep, dreaming beautifully, without any disturbance.You are absolutely safe here.

He counted the days with his fingers, and found that there were still two full weeks before leaving school!He wondered how he would spend the two weeks, and whether he should talk to his friends about his scar.

Thinking of this, Hermione and Lu Ren's faces seemed to be right in front of him: "Your scar hurts? Harry, that's not a normal thing, write to Dumbledore quickly! I'll look it up in "Common Magical Ailments." ", maybe the book will talk about cursed scars..."

"Scarache? I think you should go and see Dumbledore."

Obviously, both of them would suggest that he go to the principal, but Lu Ren was too lazy to look up the answer in the book.

So should we tell the headmaster? Harry hesitated. He didn't know where Dumbledore went during the summer vacation, so how should he fill in the address on the envelope?At this time, Dumbledore, who had a silver beard, might be wearing a long wizard robe and a pointed hat, lying on a certain beach, smearing sunscreen on his nose!

But Harry knew that his owl had great powers. Even without an address, Hedwig could still find Dumbledore. How should he write this letter?

"Dear Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry to bother you, but my scar hurts this morning." Harry thought about the content of his letter, and then completely dismissed the idea.

After thinking about it, Harry finally thought of the most reliable person: Sirius.Obviously, this situation is most suitable for Sirius.But just as he was writing the letter, there were two soft knocks outside the window.Harry turned his head sideways to see an owl perched by his window.

He hurriedly opened the window and let it in. He recognized the owl, it was the owl that Lu Ren used to send letters.Until now, Harry didn't know why Lu Ren disappeared directly at the end of last semester, but he still took the final exam as usual, and even though he missed a lot of classes, his score was as high as Hermione's.

The owl dropped a package the size of a lead ball on his bed, drank a little water in Hedwig's cage, ate a bit of owl food Harry had prepared, and left.

Harry unwrapped the package, and a round crystal ball rolled onto his bed, with a dense fog inside.

Harry: ? ? ?
He glanced at the letter attached to the package, and couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised: it was actually sent by Lu Ren!Can you still chat with him through this thing?
He quickly followed the instructions on the letter and put his hand on the crystal ball.Harry felt that the crystal ball became hotter, and the white mist inside gradually dissipated, and Lu Ren's face appeared in the crystal ball.

"Hello, Harry!" came a loud voice from the crystal ball.

"Hush! Shh—" Harry hurriedly put his finger on his mouth, telling Lu Ren to keep his voice down, he could almost hear the muttering curses from the next door.

Lu Ren understood, and lowered the volume: "Is this voice okay now?"

"can."

The two whispered.

"Let me see your room." After chatting for a while, Lu Ren wanted to see Harry's living environment.

Harry picked up the crystal ball and turned it around.

"It looks okay."

Lu Ren felt that Harry's current living environment was at least much better than a cupboard, but it was as messy and disorderly as many boys' rooms.

"Pfft." Harry laughed suddenly.

"what happened?"

"You look like this, I always feel like I'm holding your portrait..." Harry replied.

Lu Ren: ...

(End of this chapter)