[Harry Potter] My Half-Blood Prince

Hermione's temper has been grumpy lately, especially towards Ron. Hermione is very impatient. No matter what Ron says, Hermione will be angry and refute. It seems that there are countless sexual relations between them.

"What's the matter with you and Hermione?" Harry couldn't help but be concerned about his two best friends.

"Who knows about her? Ever since she found out that I have a girlfriend, she's been acting weird, mocking me and my girlfriend." Ron En said a little indignantly.

When Ron En had a girlfriend, he was the first to tell Hermione about it. He thought Hermione would congratulate him and be happy for him, but Hermione's face changed drastically. Until now, Hermione saw him They all look fierce.

Ron En was very helpless, he didn't know how he had offended Hermione, so it was hard to guess what a woman was thinking.

Hermione has always spoken forcefully, but she is not unreasonable, and Harry is also confused. Maybe this is the difference between men and women.

Only then did Harry and Ron see Hermione as a woman.

"Harry, it's really great to have a girlfriend." Ron couldn't help showing off.

A 16-year-old boy who has not had a girlfriend is a shameful thing, an insult to his own charm.

Ron En was finally able to let out a fierce breath this time, and deal a severe blow to those who laughed at him. Before that, everyone even made a bet that he or Neville would not find a girlfriend in the end.

"Congratulations." Harry could only reply.

"Harry, aren't you planning on finding a girlfriend?" Ron asked.

Ron En didn't forget his good friend Harry when he was proud of his spring breeze. Harry had never had a girlfriend. Now that he had a girlfriend, he naturally had to worry about his good friend.

"Girlfriend?" Harry thought for a while, he hadn't thought about this question, too many things had been surrounding him all the time, and he wasn't in the mood to think about other things at all.

"Harry, you are so famous, there must be many girls who like you." Ron said confidently.

"Would you?" Harry hesitated.

Harry thought that he didn't have any capital to attract girls. He was not good at talking, he couldn't communicate, and he didn't pay attention to the girls around him.

"Of course." Ron emphasized his tone.

He looked at Harry, who looked particularly handsome after opening his facial features in the past few years, and he was very clean and refreshing.

If he had Harry's facial features, he would have found a girlfriend a long time ago, but Harry has never been close to other girls. It's really a waste.

"You should also find a girlfriend. Then, we can go out and play together." Ron En said more and more enthusiastically.

After Ron had his own girlfriend, he also wanted to fill the world with love.

"What do you like?" Ron asked.

Like what?

Harry was lost in thought.

I hadn't thought about this question at all before.

"Smart type like Hermione?" Ron joked.

"How is that possible?" Harry retorted quickly.

Hermione is his best friend, and this kind of relationship already transcends the existence of gender. Such feelings are more precious than love, and he doesn't want the pure friendship between them to be stained with other things.

"I was only joking, too," Ron said.

Of course, he knew that neither of them would be able to be with Hermione, and Hermione was so close to them, it was as if they had forgotten their gender.

"Maybe, like Zhang Qiu, sweet." Ron En said.

Zhang Qiu is the grade flower in their grade, he looks quiet and beautiful, and many boys like him.

Harry listened to Ron's unreliable recommendations one by one, and finally even recommended Myrtle.

The type you like?

Harry thought about it seriously, and a high nose bridge, gloomy eyes and a face that was always covered by half-long hair suddenly appeared in his mind.

Snape suddenly appeared in his mind, and Harry couldn't help but startled, and he jumped up from the stool instinctively.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Ron looked at Harry's startled look.

"No, nothing," Harry stammered.

"Why are you so red all of a sudden." Ron looked at Harry.

"I'm fine." Harry hurried away.

Harry felt he needed to be quiet.

I was crazy to think of Snape all of a sudden.

Yes, he had always admired Snape, yes.

But not only him.

Many people in Slytherin admired Snape, this is just an ordinary teacher-student relationship, right?

But why did Ron suddenly think of Snape when he asked who he liked.

During this period of time, something that has been confused in the bottom of my heart seems to suddenly grab a thread and pull out this mess.

Realizing that his thoughts were a bit messy, Harry could only try his best to avoid such funny thoughts. After inexplicably having such thoughts, Harry began to feel a little awkward when facing Snape.

For example, it was inevitable to go to Snape's Potions class, Harry always lowered his head, not daring to look at Snape, but he couldn't help himself to peek over from the corner of his eye.

Indeed, Snape exuded a mysterious aura unique to Snape. There were so many stories in his pair of serious eyes.

Harry turned his head quickly when Snape's eyes flicked in Harry's direction.

"What's wrong with you? Harry." Even the nervous Ron noticed something was wrong with Harry.

"It's okay." Harry said angrily.

"Believe what I just said, everyone heard clearly, now let's see who can finish it." Snape said in a low voice.

After giving an order, all the people immediately fiddled with the potion in front of them, and Hermione was the first to bear the brunt. Hermione had the spirit of winning the first place no matter what class she was in.

And then there's Malfoy, the chief fan of Professor Snape, who always supports everything about Snape unconditionally.

Snape didn't know what had happened to Harry all this time, he kept looking at him that way, making himself uncomfortable.

No matter how gloomy Snape made himself look, Harry always looked at him that way, and Snape had to turn his eyes away, pretending he didn't care about Harry's eyes at all.

"Our Mr. Potter has made so much progress in potion science recently, I believe he will be able to test the potion soon."

Snape sullenly gave Harry a difficult problem, and if Harry couldn't finish it, he could make things difficult for Harry openly.

If you don't give Harry a little color, Harry may really forget his bad character.

"Okay, Professor Snape." Harry responded unceremoniously.

Hermione watched the back and forth between Harry and Snape, and she felt that Harry and Snape were the ones who created their own small world. Every time the two of them fought each other, they seemed to be very happy look.

Hermione glanced at Snape in bewilderment, why did she feel that there was an imperceptible smile on Snape's face?

Strange, indeed.