the Gambler

Harry left Tom as soon as he got up and came to Gryffindor Tower early. It was still warm here, and the fire in the fireplace made the sound of crackling logs.Harry rushed into the dormitory in three steps and two steps at a time. Except for Ron who was still hiding under the sheets, everyone else had already got up. They welcomed the boy with smiles, although Seamus' expression was a little stiff.Harry motioned for the others to be quiet, and tiptoed over to Ron's bed, which was still snoring happily.The boy pulled out his wand, and a stream of ice water shot out of the tip of the wand. The red-haired wizard jumped up from the bed screaming, and noticed Harry, who was leaning on the bedpost with his arms crossed and laughing. Ron punched him jokingly, complaining about his friend's Don't talk about morality.

"Did you know we're going to drop you on Hermione today and make a nice date?" Harry teased.

Ron stared at Harry suddenly in surprise, then blushed, Harry turned to look at the others, and Neville shook his head helplessly, obviously they hadn't had time to tell each other about the temporary change of plans.Everyone watched Ron rubbing his hands nervously, and Harry wondered if he was doing the same for Quidditch.A few minutes later, Ron's bed was covered with all kinds of clothes. The red-haired boy gestured to the mirror for his coat, and finally threw the clothes back on the bed with a sigh.

"I don't know what to wear, none of these clothes look right." Ron pursed his lips.

"You know Hermione doesn't care what you wear, she will love every freckle on your face," Harry encouraged his friend, "Maybe you can ask her to accompany you to the Fengya wizard clothing store."

"Whatever you say," muttered Ron, slipping on his red sweater, and suddenly turned to Harry, "does she know about our private date?"

Neville shook his head.

Ron frowned and asked uncertainly: "Then how do you know she will agree to me?"

"Don't be stupid, how could she refuse you."

Hermione's reaction was exactly the same as Ron's. She almost screamed and threw herself into Ron's arms. The latter was shy and at a loss. If Harry hadn't stopped her, Hermione would have rushed back to the dormitory to change clothes.Parvati glanced back and forth among the group of them, and finally it was Lavender who spoke first, her cheeks were flushed, "Harry, where's Marvolo?"

Harry raised his eyebrows, he still remembered how Tom humiliated Lavender, he was going to kneel down to the other's stupidity, really, she is still in love with Tom?Harry turned his head just in time to see the contorted expressions of the other boys.

"I don't know, he's not chained to me." Harry spread his hands.

"Oh, that's a pity." Lavender's disappointment was beyond words, "I still want to apologize to him."

"I think the one who needs to apologize is that he is not you." Hermione interjected. It was obvious that Marvolo did something wrong. He could have just told Lavender to stay away from him, and there was no need to make such an excessive move. .

Lavender showed a hurt expression: "That's my fault. I didn't realize that he was in a bad mood, and his criticism was right. I shouldn't let go of my reserve as a woman. He seems to prefer educated types . I want to apologize for my reckless actions."

Harry felt that he could no longer understand Lavender's thinking. How did she manage to examine the problem from herself?The astonishment of being struck by lightning is obviously not the only one for me, but Parvati put on an understanding expression. Maybe this is the reason why she and Lavender became friends. Both of them have no roots?

"He's not that handsome." Harry sighed, Tom's appearance is really a killer, although he doesn't think it's useful to charm this kind of girl, maybe he also used this advantage to attract the original Death Eaters?Oh, and Harry knew very well that Tom knew how perfect he was.

"Handsome?" Lavender sighed. "No, he's just brilliant!"

"Okay, whatever you say, just stay away from him." Except for Hermione, Ron and Neville, everyone else stared at Harry strangely, and the boy couldn't help but growl: "What? !"

"Are you really dating?" Lavender asked nervously, digging her fingernails deep into Harry's wrist, causing the latter to wince.

"Obviously impossible!" Harry roared.

This Hogsmeade weekend was more lively than usual. The small village was full of wizards, and everyone was talking and laughing, sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere that had lasted this semester.After Harry and the others said goodbye to Hermione Ron, they went directly to the Three Broomsticks bar, which was decorated with beautiful garlands, and the entire bar was crowded with customers.In the middle is Mrs. Rosmerta, the owner.She is a witch with a pretty face and a small figure. In addition to enthusiastically serving butter beer and fire whiskey, the beautiful proprietress is also the reason why the Three Broomsticks are so popular.Dean quickly found the corner seat, and Harry bought two glasses of Butterbeer and Flame Whiskey respectively.

Butterbeer had always been Harry's favorite, or rather than Bee Fizz, and as soon as he drank it he felt he couldn't be happier.The environment here was very noisy, so he had no choice but to raise his glass and shout: "To Umbridge, leave!" This remark was echoed by almost the entire bar, and everyone raised their glasses to congratulate.Harry took another mouthful of the light yellow liquid, feeling the delicious taste buds ignited.Realizing that someone was staring at him, Harry just turned his head and met a pair of lake blue eyes.

Tom is here.It wasn't the worst, Harry noticed that the corner farthest from them was full of green school robes, filled with a dozen or so Slytherins, and it was also the quietest place.Tom toasted Harry, who angrily turned his head away, he hadn't planned to see the bastard that soon, damn it, he thought Tom would take the opportunity to stay in the library and continue his previous investigation.

Someone touched his shoulder, Harry raised his head, Tom stood behind him smiling, followed by Malfoy, Parkinson and Flint, Tom pulled the seat beside Harry and sat down, facing the others Say hello to each other.The remaining three Slytherins threatened to drive away the Hufflepuff girls sitting next to them, and ostentatiously occupied their table.

"I didn't know you were here today, you should make an agreement with Harry, then we can meet at the gate of the castle." Dean said cheerfully, "Hey, do you need something to drink?"

"Zabini has already gone to get it. I remember that the oak-aged mead is the signature of Three Broomsticks, and you should try it too." As soon as Tom finished speaking, five glasses of bright golden liquid were served in goblets Come up to them, "Zabini treats."

"I'm not going to drink anything that passes your hand." Harry refused the mead that Tom pushed in front of him, and Neville hesitated to do the same. They both watched Tom's expression closely, and the latter shrugged. , took a sip of Harry's wine and returned it to the other party.Harry narrowed his eyes, his vigilance hadn't gone away at all, but had become more and more insistent.This kind of interaction obviously made the non-participants very puzzled, and they looked at the two with interest.This was especially true for Neville, as Hermione said, when Harry and Tom met their eyes, it seemed that their entire world was only for each other, and the tension could make people sweat.

"If you think I'll do what you want," Harry said, pushing the mead into the center of the round table, "then you're naive. There's nothing you can't do, and who knows if you've taken it beforehand?" Antidote."

Tom put his hand on his heart and whispered, "You hurt me."

"It's a pity it wasn't fatal."

Harry drank all the beer quickly and got up from his seat, and the others hurried to follow, no matter what quarrel happened between Harry and Marvolo, they would unconditionally stand by the boy's side.Harry walked out the door, goosebumps all over his body from the freezing air outside, and pulled the scarf over his mouth, taking one last look back at the steaming bar.

Neville suggested going to Honeydukes, and everyone nodded in agreement.There are more customers in this store than in the bar, and the towering shelves are filled with all kinds of candies, the outermost and most popular are Bibi multi-flavored beans, zizi honey candies, buttered peanut candies and all kinds of sweets. flavored chocolate.On the other side of the shelf are funnier candies like Sugar Quills, Blowing Super Bubblegum, Roach Skewers, and even blood lollipops for vampires.

"Harry, I'll go over there to have a look." Neville pointed to the other end of the house and said, just now Dean and Seamus had been pushed away by the crowd.Harry turned his head and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the topmost zizi honey candy, but the ones on the lower level were snatched up almost as soon as they reappeared.He hated not being tall enough more than once, and now he looks so stupid.

A pair of beautiful and slender hands passed over Harry's head, and he easily placed a large handful of candies in Harry's arms. The boy sighed, and he could smell the familiar magic power on Harry without looking at his face.Harry put the candy in his pocket, looked up into Tom's smiling eyes, and said dissatisfiedly, "Are you following me or something? Don't you need to accompany your group of Slytherins?"

"I prefer to call this fate. We always meet unexpectedly, don't we?"

"I'm so sorry, I don't believe in coincidences." Harry pushed aside the crowd on the side and squeezed hard towards the wizard who was paying the bill. After paying three Galleons, he carefully put away the candies.At this moment, Harry noticed that the other three were already waiting at the door, and it was obvious that his height was the reason why he was the slowest.Harry wrinkled his nose, and as soon as his hand touched the doorknob, two Slytherins who also pushed the door through the door bumped into him.

"No eyes, Potter?" said Flint haughtily, lifting his chin.

"It's just that you can't see the nasty things," said Harry, walking around the big wizard, only to be blocked by another body.Harry noticed that the entire candy shop was unusually quiet, everyone was obviously watching the argument at the door, he glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows, Neville and the others were also entangled by a few Slytherins.

"I don't know what you want, Flint. Besides, you're not the Quidditch captain this year," Harry sighed. He just wanted to have a good holiday. "I'd rather have a peaceful weekend in Hogsmeade." So, can a quarrel be placed in a castle?"

"You say you don't know your own problems? That really surprises me, Potter, especially since you're trying to get Marvolo's attention—"

"I'm not begging like you. To be honest, I don't even know why he came here." Harry scanned the crowd, and Tom had long since disappeared. "He left you on the three broomsticks? It's boring."

"We're so much more fun than you! Who knows what you did—" Flint dropped his voice suddenly, "Did you have sex//in bed?"

Harry made a retching look, covered his mouth and looked at the tall wizard with terrified eyes: "I don't know that you are bored and your brain is flooded. It seems that Marvolo doesn't even have a look." Giving you a handout was the right decision, I guess it took him a lot of effort to ignore those fly eyes."

These words seemed to hit Flint's sore spot. He grabbed Harry by the front and lifted him up. The jagged teeth could be clearly seen in his open mouth. His tone was aggressive: "You dirty half-breed kind."

"What? You don't want to admit your ugly appearance?" Harry took Flint and grabbed his wrist, kicked Flint on the chin with his strength, and turned over neatly and fell to the ground.He got up and patted the dust off his clothes, and looked contemptuously at Flint, who was holding his chin, "Even his movements are so slow, it seems that Quidditch training has no effect on you." Harry shook his sleeves, wand Quickly slid it to the palm of his hand, "Marvolo's vision is quite high, I suggest you go to St. Mungo's first, I guess it needs a full body plastic surgery."

"You dirty bitch!"

"Your outrage makes me suspect that you have desire//desire for him." Harry sneered, "Tell me, what else do you have to show off besides blood?"

Flint's movement of raising his wand was stopped by someone who suddenly appeared behind him. Hermione's wand was on his spine, and Ron restrained the Slytherin who was walking with him.

"I'll make you sleep in the hospital wing until dawn if I do anything," said Hermione sullenly.

"Damn mud—"

"After that sentence, you must close your eyes now." Harry's wand directly poked Flint's chest, and anger danced in his bright eyes.Harry hadn't been able to stand the word since Ron had explained the meaning of Mudblood, and Malfoy had laughed at Hermione and Lily in the same way, which made the boy even more unhappy, he hated those self-righteous Slytherins.Pure blood supremacy?Muggle taint theory?Don't make people laugh, Hermione and Lily are two of the smartest witches Harry knows, and their achievements have reached heights that no pure-blood wizard can match.Apart from being proud of their own blood, those ignorant fools have no ability to compete.

"Shut up or I'll just curse your mouth out." Harry said, sending his wand to Flint's chest.