HP through the autumn

Harry has been very busy recently. Since Ravenclaw won Slytherin again, Wood lamented that he could only take second place in the Quidditch competition this year.Fortunately, the Gryffindor team had won the Quidditch Cup last year, which made Wood not particularly regretful, but he still increased the training of the Gryffindor players.

At the same time, Harry will go to Professor Lupine to learn the Patronus Charm, and complete the homework assigned by the teachers on the only remaining night of the week.Even so, he still used the rest of the time, such as Professor Binns' history of magic class, to read Chapter 1, the first magic weapon, of "Twelve Winning Magic Weapons That Fascinate Witches".

He is still dubious about this book, according to the contents of the book:

"Bewitching a witch—it starts with your attire.

No witch likes a scruffy wizard any more than a witch with tangled hair and stained robes.Your first step is to have good hygiene habits, from hair to shoes, this chapter will show you how to take care of yourself. "

Should he ask Sirius to help buy some new robes?He was taller now, after all, and he was wearing Dudley's old clothes under the robes.Merlin, but Qiu has seen his worst appearance, is there still time to remedy it?

Ron finished the chapter together next to him, and when he saw the part about hair, he pointed at that line with glee and said, "Snape should really read this book, or he might have Married. But what witch could stand his terrible eyes and his wide-eyed eyes?"

What he doesn't know is that in other dimensions, there are countless witches, even wizards, and Muggles who can bear it and take pleasure in it.Some even have rivals in love and need to compete for posts. If Ron knew this, he would be terrified.

After hesitating for a short while, Harry decided to write and ask Sirius to help him buy some robes.Despite his efforts to convince Sirius that he wanted to buy the robes because he had grown taller, Sirius included a note in the package expressing his relief that Harry had read the book and started Put it into action.

Ron expressed envy and envy that Harry had received so many robes, but he blushed immediately when he found out that Sirius hadn't forgotten to bring him a few: "How did he know my size?"

"I told him," said Harry, hanging up the robes separately, "one of the owls that delivered the package was yours too, and Sirius was so guilty of losing a pet to you that he decided to make up for one. "

"Really, really?" Ron looked at the remaining owl in surprise, a little owl with an overly lively personality.

"Do you think my hair should be brushed?" Harry asked, stroking his messy hair after trying on the robes.

"If you really have nothing to do. Honestly, bro, it doesn't make much difference if you brush your hair or not," replied Ron, teasing his new pet.

Harry glanced at his hair in dismay, and gave up.

Cho had found Harry very busy lately, because whenever she saw him in the hallway he would scurry through the crowd as if someone were chasing him.She pondered for a while about the change in the person she liked, and felt that Harry should be practicing the Patronus Charm with Professor Lupine recently, so she stopped paying attention.

She still rode her Sweeping Seven Stars in the match against Slytherin, mainly because the Firebolt_Bolt was too fast, and she needed more time to adapt and run in.And the Slytherin players were obviously not as dexterous as Galois. Although they were equally scheming, and every time she played with them, she had to always beware of bear-like strong players who bumped into them, but she still won.

In the history of magic class in the second week, Harry and Ron once again studied Chapter 2 of "The Twelve Magical Weapons That Bewitch Witches"——

"Bewitch a witch—know what she likes.

Many wizards will show witches what they think is attractive. However, different witches have different preferences. You can't surprise a witch who loves pudding by showing her a fire crab. Admiration, to charm a witch, one must figure out what fascinates her. "

"How do we know what witches like?" Ron pointed to the contents of the book and said, "The preferences of witches are unpredictable, just like my mother, she always likes things that I don't understand, such as dark purple." sweater."

"As far as Hermione is concerned, it's clear she only likes books," he added.

Harry was wondering what Cho really liked, Honeydukes candy?This he often sees her eating.book?She also said at Christmas not to give her any more books.Quidditch broom?She just got a new Firebolt.Tricking people?Maybe he could ask Fred and George if they had any new inventions lately.

"Harry," Ron said, nudging Harry with his elbow, "what are you thinking? A witch?"

"What about you?...No." Harry found that Ron's IQ seemed to be online today, and he pretended to deny Ron's conjecture naturally.

"Don't hide it, Harry," Ron said, with an expression that I have seen through you: "You don't think I will believe you take this as an extra-curricular reading, do you?"

"You haven't?"

"Of course not, bro. If you read The Complete Book of Broomsticks, I'd probably believe you. But look what you're reading—"Twelve Ways to Bewitch Witches!"

Harry ruffled his hair, half wanting to ask Ron for advice.

"You don't want to charm Hermione, do you, Harry?" Ron suddenly thought of something, and asked him in shock: "She can only be charmed by books, wizards are impossible, I advise you not to try .”

He looked at Harry sympathetically, and Harry looked at him even more sympathetically, feeling that he must have been out of his mind just for a moment to ask Ron's opinion: "Not Hermione, Ron."

"Oh," Ron looked relieved, "you're so sensible. So who's that witch?"

"Cho Chang," Harry replied, returning to the question of what Cho would like.She also seems to like--good-looking wizards?Such as Lockhart, such as Sirius.

"It turned out to be her." Ron suddenly realized: "How did you like her? Playing Quidditch?"

"I don't know," replied Harry, still thinking about good-looking wizards.

"I have a question for you, Ron." Harry looked at Ron and said, "You must answer me truthfully."

"Okay." Ron couldn't help but sit up straighter, waiting for Harry's question.

"Do you think I'm... handsome?" Harry asked, staring at Ron.

"Of course, buddy." Ron said without hesitation, "You are definitely the most handsome boy in the third year of Gryffindor."

"Among the Gryffindor third-year boys?" Harry repeated, saddened by the long confines.

Maybe I should ask Hermione?Harry thought, as the book said, girls might have different aesthetics than boys.

"What do you think Cho would like?" he asked.

"Quidditch, she's a Seeker, isn't she?" Ron thought, "Books? People in Ravenclaw like to read."

"I have thought of all these."

"You can watch carefully," said Ron, "Look at what she eats every day, uh, and then, and..." He was stuck, unable to think of a suitable content to continue.

"That's all I can do," Harry said, "I hardly touch her now except eating in the hall every day. In order to get second, Wood recently trained more than before last year's Quidditch final." , last year we still had a chance to win first place."

"We ended up beating Ravenclaw last year, didn't we?" Ron thought of last year's final.

"Yes, I caught the Snitch before Autumn." Harry still felt proud of his victory last year.

"Although you want to chase her, don't let the match with Ravenclaw go, Harry." Ron told him, as if he was worried that Harry would hand over the Snitch because he wanted to please the girl he liked.

"I won't." Harry replied, full of confidence: "She certainly won't want me to let the water go."

Ron looked at Harry with an inexplicable smile on his face, and sighed: Love makes people perverted.

Qiu found that when she was eating in the hall recently, the young savior always watched her eat helplessly, as if there was no food on the long Gryffindor table.Every time she cast a questioning look, Harry moved his gaze up to the ceiling. She almost thought he fell in love with a certain candle that had been on his head for more than three years, because the angle of his gaze was the same every time. .

Something is very wrong, she thought.

"Do you think I've been eating a lot lately?" she asked Laurie next to her.

"You eat so much all the time," said Laurie, forking the lettuce from the salad.

"Because the Quidditch training is very tiring recently, can you eat more than twice as much as I do?"

"It's not twice, it's only one and a half times," retorted Laurie.

"Seriously, do you think there's anything wrong with my diet lately?"

"No, you've been eating like this since first grade."

Cho picked up a beef pie and noticed that Harry's gaze drifted over from the Gryffindor table again, staring at the beef pie seriously.

Did Wood now ask them to even monitor the diet of the opposing Quidditch players?

she thought, eating a pie.

The author has something to say:

The content of the book is nonsense, which comes from Zhihu and the content made up by myself. Anyway, readers don’t want to chase girls, right?