the Gambler

Hermione lightly touched the teapot on the table with her wand, and the little thing instantly grew four thin legs. Harry watched it shake its body with difficulty, the spout protruded slowly, and several tentacles stretched out. Then, the handle part turned into a thick tail.Hermione reached out and stroked the cat's head, which purred in comfort.

"This is an Advanced Transfiguration Charm, Hermione." Harry couldn't help but marvel, Merlin's socks, this is at the level of NEWTs, Hermione is too smart.

"It's actually not that difficult. If you have read "Advanced Transfiguration" seriously, Professor McGonagall has included it in extracurricular reading." Hermione waved her wand again, and the lazy cat turned back into a teapot.

"But that's not taught." Harry shrugged.

Ron didn't make any comments. He was trying hard to turn the teapot into a table. It didn't seem to work. It did grow a wicker-shaped part, but it still wobbled and fell to the ground.Ron wailed in frustration. He had tried no less than ten times. Seeing that the Transfiguration exam was coming, he didn't know what else to do except to ask Hermione for help.

"Look at me, you should stop your wrist here." Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and waved her wand in the original trajectory, and the teapot turned into a table beautifully, "You need to try a few more times, I believe you will succeed. "

Ron tapped the teapot again, and this time he managed to get the approximate shape, except that one of the stools was half-shortened.The red-haired wizard happily jumped up from the sofa. He circled the lounge and cheered loudly. Everyone's emotions were infected, as if celebrating the victory of the game. Ron was thrown by others In mid-air, Hermione excitedly gave her boyfriend a sweet kiss when she landed.

"Hey, Hermione, did you see that?"

"Of course I saw it, oh, Ron, I always knew you could." Hermione hugged Ron warmly, and the people next to him booed the lovebirds kindly.

Harry tossed the book aside, he had been able to handle most of the exam content smoothly, it seemed that Professor McGonagall was right, the Potter family genes finally had a good time to play a role.Harry suddenly felt a lot more confident. Maybe he could really get an E in this exam, and of course an O would be even better.

Ron and Hermione ran back to Harry and sat down, their faces still flushed from the kiss.

"Speaking of which, I have something to tell you." Harry carefully interrupted the tenderness of the two. He thought it was a good time. Considering that Ron was in a good mood now, maybe he should tell his friend about the twins.George and Fred have become the most popular students ever since Umbridge's classroom was made a fuss and they left Hogwarts in style, and their performance before leaving is still a topic that everyone talks about.

In fact, Ron is not so easy. He has been waiting for some time to send the Howler letter from home.Harry felt quite guilty, it seemed that the Weasley family suspected that the twins had done some illegal business to get the gold in Diagon Alley.

"George and Fred didn't make a deal with the Monggertons."

"How do you know?" Ron asked, and Hermione had the same puzzled expression.

"Do you remember the two of them looking for me on the platform last year?" Harry continued after seeing Ron nod, "I gave them all the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament. You know that the Potter family is not short of gold. With the investment they can start a successful joke shop."

Ron's mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.

Harry smiled and patted Ron on the back, quipping in that joking tone, "Now you can tell Mrs Weasley they're innocent. And all the blame can be laid on me?"

This had a wonderful effect. Harry had never seen Ron do things in such a hurry. Harry watched his friend pull out a clean roll of parchment from his bag and write it all over the twelve-inch page. Next to him muttered something dissatisfied, such as "I wish my hands were so fast when I wrote the thesis", and Ron scratched the hair on the back of his head in embarrassment and gave the witch a smirk.

Hermione suddenly stopped lecturing Ron and turned to Harry, "How's your Occlumency class going?"

"Snape doesn't want to teach me." Harry said listlessly, he was never able to face Snape's growing disgust, what's worse, neither Sirius nor Lupine came to him.

"But you need to learn it?" Hermione said cautiously. "Maybe you can talk to Professor McGonagall. Headmaster Dumbledore will convince Professor Snape that no matter how much he hates you, he won't give up on himself because of it." task—I mean, he's a member of the Order of the Phoenix, isn't he? If the Headmaster wants you to learn from him, it must have a lot to do with defeating Vol, Voldemort."

"It's useless, I've already talked to Sirius. The headmaster should have come forward if he really wanted to intervene." Harry said impatiently.

"So have you been dreaming recently?"

Harry nodded, and he recounted the dream.All three were silent for a while.

"Where do you think will be filled with crystal balls? Divination shop?" Ron frowned. He always felt that the room Harry described sounded familiar.

"That doesn't look like a divination store." Hermione said, and she suddenly changed the subject, "So have you been practicing Occlumency yourself these days?"

Harry avoided the witch's gaze, and he was offended: "Of course." In fact, Harry didn't have time to practice Occlumency, and the tense atmosphere near the exam kept him very busy. In his spare time, he would talk to Friends get together to review, not to mention his full schedule.Harry is now without Tom's help, and both Potions and Advanced Magic Literature are struggling to pass.

"How effective is it?" Hermione continued to ask.

Harry was a little annoyed by the witch's stalking behavior. Hermione always followed Dumbledore's decisions blindly. He didn't think it was a big deal to know what Voldemort thought. Yum', wouldn't it be more perfect for him to know the enemy's actions now?

Harry snorted.Hermione was not offended by his attitude, but instead stared gravely at Harry to signal the latter to tell the truth.

"That stuff is very profound. I've been able to clear my mind smoothly, but I don't know how to build defenses," Harry yawned. He was a little sleepy after reading the book for too long, and wanted to end the conversation quickly and return to the warm four-poster bed. , "Do you want to try to teach me?"

Hermione showed a rare look of embarrassment, and Harry watched the witch hesitate to admit that he was not very good at mental magic, even though she had read related books no less than three times.Harry nodded, stuffed his textbooks into his arms, said goodnight to Hermione, and walked back to his dorm.The boy got into the soft bed, looking at the empty space beside him, he felt a subtle sense of emptiness in his heart.

It's just not used to it, Harry reminded himself, it will get better after a while.

Someone is following him.Harry thought angrily, this wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last, but this man was cunning, no matter how hard Harry tried he couldn't shake him off, and he never saw the stalker for what he was.Harry picked up speed and ran up the stairs, which he knew would soon be moved.Seeing that there was a chance to get rid of the other party, Harry jumped up the first stone steps. Before he could stand still, he was pulled back by the hand on the shoulder. He shook his body a few times and was hugged from behind.

Harry looked up angrily, and Tom's smiling face hung directly above him.

"What's that?" Harry roared, and if he was slow for a second, he would fall down the stairs to an unknown floor, and the report of 'the Boy Who Lived finally died' the next day may still dominate the "Prophecy" Home Daily, if they were willing to publish the death of a 'liar who wanted to catch people's attention'.hell!He had already rejected Malfoy's request for help!Harry stepped on the ground vigorously to vent his dissatisfaction.

"We need to have a good discussion about the situation." Tom put his hands on Harry's waist and hugged the boy even tighter.

"We have nothing to discuss, I'm happy to go our separate ways now." Harry broke free from Tom's arms, and was pulled back into his arms by the other after just two steps.

"Are you a damned stalker!" Tom was obviously not what Harry expected. Damn, he had seen the other person's tenderness and anger, but he never thought that Tom would stick to him like a dog's skin plaster!The Dark Lord has multiple personalities!Harry growled inwardly!Totally insane!Seemingly aware of Harry's desperate desire to leave, Tom hugged the boy hard, and Harry couldn't help crying out in pain, that bastard is definitely crazy!

"Get your hands off!" Harry yelled.

"No." Tom buried his head into Harry's neck, his lips brushing lightly against the boy's skin as he spoke, "unless you let me do it."

Harry took a deep breath, it wasn't what he expected, but Tom was so annoying!Now he wants to curse the other party's smiling face, so that he can't show such a proud expression in his life!He quickly pulled out the wand tied to his arm, and almost at the same time, Tom's wand was pointed at him. When the tip of the wand touched, Harry saw the excited flash in Tom's eyes, and his expression changed into a cruel look, looking at Harry as if I wish I could swallow him alive.

Harry was dragged by Tom to an abandoned classroom nearby, and when the latter waved his hand, he heard the sound of the lock being locked.Harry's hand that wanted to pull out the wand again was held down by Tom, who sneered and pulled it out of the boy's pocket and threw it on the ground. The wand rolled a few times and finally stopped near the door.

"You can't hide from me forever." Tom trapped Harry between the table and his body, his eyes so hot that Harry was uneasy, and he suspected that the emotions he saw in the tall boy's eyes were hallucinations.Is that lust?

"If you haven't forgotten, we are partners in the rune class, and we have projects that need to be completed together." Tom lowered his body, Harry tried to move back, and the hard tabletop made his waist hurt, "You have already wasted my A month and a half."

"You're a genius, and you can do it alone." Harry said dissatisfiedly, the arm he placed between the two began to weaken slowly due to the pain, and he could see Tom's face getting closer and closer to him.

"Unfortunately, I have no intention of doing it alone this time."

"That's such an unfortunate coincidence, and I have no intention of cooperating." Harry glanced at the wand on the ground not far away. He couldn't believe that he was unprepared. Tom disarms.It's too bad, not even having the strength to defend against a psychopath.

"Don't look over there, look at me." Tom stretched out his hand to break Harry's chin, his strength left two purple-red fingerprints on the wheat-colored skin, "I don't like people who are talking to be distracted."

Harry rolled his eyes at the man on top of him.

"We need to continue the subject, and I will wait for you in the old place in the library at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Tom broke the spell that bound Harry as soon as he finished speaking, and he left the abandoned room without looking back. classroom.Harry picked up his wand and slipped it into the cuff of his arm, and kicked the table next to him hard, the harsh sound echoing in the air.Harry pushed open the door, three minutes into Potions class, and Snape just couldn't wait to laugh at himself, it was so good.