[HP] Kiss you in glory

Hermione let go of Annie's hand very quickly, Annie blinked, and grabbed Hermione's little hand again, "Miss Us, long time no see." She nodded gently at Isabel, "You also come to see the World Cup ?"

"Well, my mother and I came." Isabel saw their holding hands, and a flash of interest flashed in her blue eyes.

"It seems that I have no chance." She sighed, "But we will have more time to get to know each other later..."

Hermione was puzzled, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Even if you have more time, you have no chance."

Isabel shrugged, "That's not certain, my dear Hermione."

Hermione snorted, pulled Annie and walked into the camp, "Sorry, we're going back first." Isabel didn't feel offended, and smiled inexplicably, "We'll see you again, Slytherin girl .”

Looks like Isabel will be part of the team coming to Hogwarts this year, Anne thought.

Hermione pulled the flesh on her wrist with a puffy face, "Do you really want to see her again?"

"...I never knew my girlfriend would be jealous of my neighbors." Annie doubted, "You didn't think about me during the summer vacation of the first grade, did you? My God, Hermione, you How old is it?"

"Nonsense." Hermione rolled her eyes.

When they returned to camp, Bagman stood next to a man in his fifties, straight-backed, wearing a spotless black suit, with a carefully trimmed mustache and short black hair. Uncluttered, he was talking sternly and handed the teacup to Percy.

By the time they were in front of the crowd, Bagman and the man had Apparated too, and Fred said, "What does that mean? Is something going to happen to Hogwarts, Dad?"

"It's a secret," Percy said solemnly. "It won't be known until the ministry makes it public. Mr. Crouch is right not to reveal the secret."

Crouch?

Annie looked at Percy thoughtfully, "Oh, shut up, Wetherby," Fred said.

Throughout the afternoon, a feeling of excitement filled everyone's hearts, even the summer air was trembling with excitement, Fred and George were singing in the tent, Sirius and Mr. Weasley were communicating Mr. Weasley is very interested in riding a motorcycle he previously modified himself.

Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess slowly, while Ginny and Hermione were chatting about little girls.

"You have to learn to let him see your good side," Hermione said.

"But every time I... well." Ginny peeked sullenly at Harry. "I've got to get over seeing him blush first."

Hermione couldn't help smiling, "Then change yourself slowly, one day you will get what you want, I promise you."

Ginny said slyly, "That's right, you've already got what you want, you're experienced and I'll listen to you."

Hermione's smile froze for a moment, "I hope so," she said softly.

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The vast stars are moving at a slow speed, black and red fluid seems to be surging in the cracks of the cliffs, Tom stares closely at the girl who is bound by layers of shackles in front of her, her body seems to be emitting There was a kind of light red light, and inside that layer of light, there was another kind of black mist waiting for an opportunity, making a strange "ho ho" sound.

Annie closed her eyes, folded her hands in front of her chest, a trace of pain suddenly appeared on her calm face, the black mist surrounding the shackles around her body became more intense, and the shackles began to rotate rapidly, as if about to Tighten her whole body.

With a clank, the shackles suddenly disappeared. Annie opened her eyes, and a trace of scarlet slowly dissipated in her eyes. Tom frowned and said, "You are too hard on yourself."

"I thought you were praising me." Annie said lightly, "After all, there is a high probability that I invented this spell myself, and even you can't help it."

"I made a horcrux, not a soul-searching spell." Tom curled his lips impatiently, "But seeing the effect of your spell, since it binds your main soul, it is impossible to lose it The memory of the previous life." He said slowly, "You can indeed keep the memory in the Horcrux, and the memory can be shared, but it cannot be completely separated."

"I think so too." Annie mused, "If I can break this spell...it's very troublesome. If I get the memory of my previous life, will I still be me?"

"You are still you." Tom twitched the corners of his lips, "it's just that your thinking and character will be affected by the previous life-of course, if your life trajectory has not changed at all, you don't have to worry about this problem. Maybe you separated I acquired a Horcrux just to allow myself to be reborn."

"Rebirth." Annie murmured, "Maybe I really hurt Hermione once, otherwise why would I cast such a spell on my soul."

"Can you stop thinking about women?" Tom sneered. "You went back in time, isn't there any other reason? Maybe that Mudblood killed you?"

Annie looked at him calmly, and Tom felt a terrible coercion hanging over his head, "You can change those children, but you can't change me." He grunted in pain, his chin raised high, " I just raised a possibility for you, there is no need to react so strongly."

Annie tilted her head, and the coercion disappeared, "Don't say that word." She said casually, "This is the last time, Tom."

"Did you misplace the focus?" Tom said speechlessly, "Since you said that part of your soul fragment is in that girl's body, why don't you take it back?"

"Why do you want to take it back?" Annie glanced at him inexplicably, "The soul fragment is in her body, and I can sense her thoughts." She showed a subtle smile, "She can't run even if she wants to, no matter what Wherever she goes, I will find her. Since I can invent this kind of spell, I can invent the counter-spell as long as I reverse the principle, and I must get back the previous memory."

Tom showed a disgusted expression, "Good idea, good luck."

"When the time comes, I will find you a new body." Annie said.

Tom was startled for a moment, and then ecstasy flashed in his red eyes, "You are so kind?" He doubted.

"As long as you stop daydreaming about dominating the world." Anne said lightly, "Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengadry, Voldemort was killed by a little baby, Tom, why don't we enjoy the good times How about an easy life?"

"It's worthless." Tom sneered, "You want to use your own thoughts to influence me, but you ignore one of the most important issues, I despise the current main soul, but don't forget, he is Voldemort , Me too, I am him."

"This world has never been a good place for me." He said indifferently, "Only what is in my own hands will not betray me. Once there is a problem with your soul, I will replace it. "

"Before, you never said openly that you wanted to replace me, Tom." Anne said gently, "Hiding your ambitions is your style."

Tom's handsome face contorted for a moment.

"Admit it, Tom, you've felt what I want you to understand."

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"Here are the panoramic binoculars, here are the game instructions, and there are hats and ribbons supporting Ireland and Bulgaria, look!" Harry stuffed everything to Annie, and Ron held a small statue of Krum in his hand. , he walked up and down in Ron's hands with a gloomy face.

"Are you tired?" Hermione touched Annie's forehead, "You've been sleeping for a long time."

"It's okay, is the game about to start?" Annie stuffed the things into her pocket, "It's about to start, let's go." Mr. Weasley said, there was a dull gong sound in the distance, thousands of red lights Green lanterns in the trees illuminate their way forward.

After entering the top box, Sirius' smile disappeared when he saw Snape, and he walked to the front seat without saying a word, no matter whether it was in school or the little Weasleys who had graduated He huddled behind Sirius, moving quickly, "Good evening, Professor." Annie said happily.

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "Yeah." He sat on the purple gold-plated seat with a straight face, and the Malfoy family slowly sat in the second row of seats behind Mr. Weasley, Harry turned his head to look A house-elf with long, bat-like ears arrives, shivering on a seat, looking a little frightened.

Annie looked down at the arena from a high position. Hundreds of thousands of wizards entered the auditorium surrounding the arena one after another. In the air parallel to the height of the top box, an invisible hand was writing glittering words on a blackboard. , Take a closer look, all are advertisements for sponsors such as broomsticks, stain removers, wizard costumes, etc.

The number of people in the top box gradually increased, they greeted each other, Fudge hugged Harry amiably, and loudly introduced Harry to the Bulgarian Minister of Magic, "Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, You should know-"

Snape snorted loudly next to Anne.

"Chief Potter." Darryl supported a graceful and luxurious lady, and he said to her gently, "Mom, that's the Anne Potter I told you about, she is a very good Si Leitlin."

"You must be Mrs. Green." Anne bowed, and Mrs. Green said gently, "I often hear Darryl talk about you, beautiful girl."

"You're overrated." Anne said politely. She straightened her back and looked at the acquaintances beside Daryl. Arya looked at Snape in surprise. Olivia lowered her head and said something to her, Rachael couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth, he enthusiastically stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Chief Potter, I didn't expect you to look so good in Muggle clothes."

Sirius tilted his head to watch what was happening on Anne's side, but Lucius' sarcasm drew his attention back.

"My God, Arthur," Lucius said softly, "what did you sell to get so many seats, your little possessions must not be worth so much money, right?"

"Lucius recently donated a large sum of money to St. Mungo's. Their family is my guest, Arthur." Fudge said, the smile on Mr. Weasley's face was very forced, and Sirius snorted .

"Yes, yes, that's all you can do, Malfoy." He sneered, "Donate a little money everywhere in exchange for what you want, but you don't know that your family's reputation has long been rotten."

Fudge looked embarrassed, his face turned rosy as if powdered.

"Who are you talking about, Sirius?" Narcissa spoke, which stunned both Malfoy and his son. They all thought that Narcissa would never talk to the traitor of the Black family again, "I thought you didn't A little self-knowledge."

Sirius snorted, but didn't turn back.

"Mr. Ritter, please let go of your hand." Snape said coldly.

Rachael shyly withdrew his hand, and Olivia quickly pulled him to the seat, "Miss Bork." Lucius was slightly surprised, "I didn't expect to see you here...."

Olivia said neither humble nor overbearing, "Good evening, Mr. Malfoy." She looked at Lucius calmly, "Olivia is a guest of Green Manor, and I specially asked Connelly to prepare a few more tickets. Mrs. Green said gently, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, Lucius."

The smile on the corner of Lucius's mouth obviously became a little more real, and he suddenly realized, "So that's it, it seems that Mr. Ritter is also your guest... and this Miss Hope," he said in his gray eyes. With a malicious light, "It's a pity that your mother didn't come to the World Cup."

Arya pursed her lips, "I'm sorry to trouble you, my mother is fine."

Annie guessed that Lucius must be wondering why the guests invited by the Green Manor were worse than the last (in terms of blood and status), but he must not say it on the table, so he had to greet Mrs. Green with a smirk.

Sirius glanced at Snape next to Anne from time to time, tapping his fingers unconsciously on his thigh. Annie was looking at the audience seats under the top box with the panoramic binoculars, twisting the strange buttons on the binoculars.

He fidgeted as Bagman rushed into the box and began to introduce the Bulgarian mascot. Mr. Weasley quickly took off his glasses, "Ah...it's Veela!"

A hundred veela slid into the arena, and Sirius wasn't interested at all, "Arthur, sit here, let them all move over to a seat." He stood up and strode towards Anne's side, Fred and George The expressions on their faces became a little dreamy, they watched obsessively the dancing veela on the field, and Mr. Weasley grabbed the two sons who were about to rush to the wall.

Bill and Charlie leaned forward and backward with laughter. Harry stared blankly at the Veela dancing faster and faster on the field, and walked towards the wall of the box in a mysterious way. Ron also stood up, as if to Diving generally swings the arms.

"Boy..." Ginny said displeased, she looked angrily at Harry who was doing something stupid, and decided not to call him.

Annie stared intently at the silver-haired, dancing Veevas. Their skin was so smooth that it was unbelievable, and their bodies were graceful, as charming as dolls.

Veela are women, but when they are angry they turn into big, ugly birds and rush at each other like balls of fire.

This is very interesting.

Moreover, Veela can also marry and have children. Triwizard Tournament warrior Fleur Delacour's maternal grandmother is Veela, and she has a quarter of Veela blood.

There is no reproductive isolation between Veela and humans, and Veela's children can only be born as girls, and the children born to daughters with Veela blood are still girls. Humans cannot determine the sex of their children, but Veela can.

But how does a creature like Veela reproduce purebred offspring, and the children born to humans are considered mixed blood...

"Annie Potter!"

Someone grabbed her ear, Anne let out a cry of pain, and Hermione glared at her angrily, "Why are you like them?!"

Only then did Annie realize that she was also standing by the wall, and Harry had one leg on the wall, and was dragged off by Sirius, the music stopped, and the men roared angrily from the arena, they didn't want to see Veela leaves.

Annie glanced back, Lucius was sitting upright with a blank expression on his face, Narcissa sat next to him with indifferent brows and eyes, Draco cast a weird look at Annie, and made a mouth shape.

Annie recognized what he meant and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"I'm just thinking about Veela's characteristics, I don't have any other thoughts." She explained helplessly to Hermione. Harry and Ron were still in a trance.

A large clover tree sprinkled golden raindrops, Irish leprechauns carried green and gold baskets, and people were ecstatically grabbing gold coins. Sirius said triumphantly, "I am sitting here." He sat as a matter of course. He was between Anne and Snape, and Snape cast a spell to keep the gold coins from falling beside him, and he moved aside in disgust.

"Don't touch me!" Hermione slapped Annie's hand away angrily. "I just want to help you slap the gold coins that fell on your shoulder." Get up.

As soon as Annie turned her head, she saw Sirius' bright smiling face, Snape's face was black as ink beside him, and Bagman's voice resounded throughout the stadium.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to the Bulgarian Quidditch National Team!"

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Xiaohe: Either on the road of jealousy or jealousy every day

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