HP through the autumn

The professors assigned piles of homework, but none of this dampened the enthusiasm of the students for playing instead of studying after the holiday.Laurie and Cedric went on a date without seeing anyone every day, and Marietta and her dance partner walked around the school chatting all day long, and Cho was dragged by Hermione to get together every day to discuss the family home. The next step for the Association for the Advancement of Fairy Rights.

"We need a slogan, a core idea—" she suggested to Hermione, for example: "Aim to liberate house elves, use ideological and moral education as a means, resolutely implement the principles and policies of the association, and contribute to the improvement of house elves." struggle for the social status of elves."

Hermione was stunned for a long while: "It sounds very imposing, but..."

She thought hard for a while: "That's it, this is the slogan of our association."

She took out her notebook and jotted down the long sentence. "Now our problem is, how do we get more people to join our association? A lot of people join because I've been talking non-stop," she sighed. , "Joined to get rid of me, like Ron and Harry."

"We should brainwash the existing members," she changed another word under Hermione's gaze: "Conduct ideological education, and then let the members drive more people to join us, that is, develop downlines— —I mean developing new members." She quickly changed the inappropriate words.

"That sounds really good." Hermione was scribbling in her notebook.

"For existing members, we need to organize some activities every week to enhance their cohesion and loyalty." She continued to talk, "For example, organize some experience activities to visit the living environment of elves."

Hermione nodded and wrote furiously.

"Then for the house elves, we can subtly influence them, starting from the subtleties, such as organizing them to watch some plays performed by the members, and gradually changing their thinking through the content of the plays."

"You're a genius, Cho," Hermione exclaimed.

"No, you should say, Chairman Mao is really a genius." She corrected.

Occasionally they chatted about things outside the association, like Hermione's dance partner.Hermione shyly told Cho that her dancing partner was Krum, and asked her for some beauty magic tricks, including hair care, facial complexion, and eyelash curling. She also borrowed Hermione's magical witches to produce Lipstick swatches.

"The most amazing thing about these lipsticks is that they can change colors in a color system—" She watched Hermione put on the lipstick and said, "The red ones can become real red, brick red, rust red, etc., and orange Colors include cream orange, peach orange, orange with gold glitter, etc., and they also have a very sweet and creamy taste."

"I think I could give my mum a few, she'd like it," said Hermione, looking at herself in the mirror.

Looking at Hermione who looked so beautiful after dressing up, and thinking of Ron's poor EQ, she felt that it was not unreasonable for Ron and Harry to become friends.

They are completely synchronized in EQ, and they can star in the reality show "Daily Life of Dumb Brothers" together. I believe many people are willing to watch this show.

Christmas is here, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated outside the castle.

In order to avoid the human tragedy of catching a cold before the ball, causing smoke in her ears or sneezing to dance, she did not join the snowball fight crowd.

Although she was itchy to see other people playing snowball fights.

The girls of Ravenclaw's fifth year gathered in her dormitory, grooming together, doing each other's hair and makeup.

After three or four hours, they finally got it done.

"Let's go, girls." She walked out of the dormitory with a group of beautiful girls like the opening of Victoria's Secret, "Tonight belongs to us."

The common room has never been so crowded and colorful. Students who used to wear black robes have chosen colors other than black.Marietta's partner is a student from the same college, and Qiu and Laurie will go to the hall to meet their partner.

In the process of going downstairs, they met Roger, the captain of the Quidditch team. He was more handsome than ever today, and he was very excited, as if he had taken drugs.

"Guess who my dance partner is?" he said mysteriously.

"Couldn't it be Fleur?" Laurie answered casually.

"It's her." He replied very proudly, "Qiu, who is your dancing partner?"

"Harry."

"Oh my god, look at the three of us, we all have to dance the opening dance with the warriors. In fact, our Ravenclaw is the most powerful academy, right? We have harvested three warriors!" Roger summed up the three people Partner characteristics.

"It's very powerful, Warrior Harvester - Ravenclaw." They walked into the hall talking and laughing.

Fleur's shiny silver hair made her stand out in the crowd. Roger hurriedly said goodbye to them and left with Fleur on his arm.

Cedric emerged from the crowd. He was so handsome today, and there were several girls with dance partners around who were still secretly looking at him.

Cedric touched Laurie's head: "You are very beautiful today."

"Hello, Qiu, you are beautiful today too." He said, holding Laurie's hand.

A hand on her shoulder interrupted their conversation.Harry appeared behind her.

He whispered to her, "You look beautiful today, Cho," and he greeted both Cedric and Laurie.

"Oh, Harry, since you're here," Cedric looked at Qiu, then at Harry, and said honestly, "I want to discuss the issue of the golden egg."

"Golden eggs? But I haven't figured out the secrets inside yet."

"You just have to take it to the prefect's bathroom for a bath when you have time." Before he could finish, Laurie interrupted suddenly, "You can ask Cho to take you there, isn't she just the prefect?"

Laurie winked at her and pulled Cedric away.

"What does he mean?" Harry asked casually, his hand still on her shoulder, trying not to think anything he shouldn't have thought about the prefect's bathroom.

"We'll find out in a few days when we go to the prefect's bathroom." She said with a smirk.

Professor McGonagall's voice interrupted the buzzing discussion in front of the hall: "Warriors, please come here."

Laurie, Cho and Roger meet again, this time with Hermione.

"Hello, Hermione, you look so beautiful today." She looked at her lavender blue robe with admiration.

"Hermione?" Harry stared dumbfounded at the pretty girl next to Krum.

"Hello, Harry, hello, Cho." She greeted them with a smile that was completely different from usual.

Ron might be drowning in a vinegar vat.

The Great Hall doors opened, and Krum's fans looked at Hermione with hatred as they walked by, and Ron followed Padma without even looking at her.The warriors lined up and followed Professor McGonagall into the auditorium.

On the ceiling was a starry sky, and garlands of mistletoe and ivy swayed in the breeze.Harry took her hand all the way forward, feeling as if he had got the whole world.

He tried hard to restrain his thoughts from wandering to his wedding with Qiu.

They sat down at the table near the guest of honor, and Harry, bearing in mind Sirius' instruction, pulled the stool away for her in a gentlemanly manner.

Percy sat nearby in his navy-blue robes, wanting to discuss his latest promotion, Mr. Crouch's quotes, and cauldron leaks.

Cho and Harry immediately focused on the menu on the table, discussing the dishes head to head, pretending not to see Percy.

"There are really a lot of new dishes today." He ordered the menu and said.

“A lot more French and German dishes.”

The two of them smiled at each other, knowing that each other's behavior was just to avoid Percy's nagging.

"I'd actually like to ask him if Mr. Crouch remembers his last name now," whispered Harry. "Last time he called Percy Wetherby."

After everything was eaten, the most anticipated dance party was finally about to begin.

The Weird Sisters came on stage in their ripped robes, and everyone applauded excitedly.

Harry wasn't in the mood to pay attention to what was going on, all he knew was that he was about to start the opening dance with the girl he loved the most.

"If I accidentally step on you," he said nervously, "you must forgive me."

"Same word for you, Harry." She squeezed his hand, relaxing him.

They stood up and walked to the dance floor.

He took her hand and put the other on her waist.

When the music started, he felt that the two of them cooperated beyond imagination. He couldn't take his eyes off her face, and he was fascinated by the arc of her hair when she was spun around by him.

"you look pretty today."

"You've already told me once, Harry."

"But you are really beautiful, and I want to praise you again."

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Today Cinderella finally met her Prince Harry at the ball."

"Then Prince Harry begged Cinderella that she would not disappear at twelve o'clock."

Soon came the second song.

The tune is fast-paced and they dance out of breath but still in high spirits.

"I'm a little tired, I want to have a drink." She said loudly to Harry, who was opposite him on the dance floor.

"What?" Harry asked equally loudly.The music drowned out their voices.

She hung her arms around Harry's neck, clung to his body, lay on top of him like a sloth, and yelled into his ear, "I want to go and rest for a while."

"Let's go."

He took her out of the chaotic dancing crowd, leading her to avoid people's stretched arms and legs, especially Fred and Angelina who danced wildly, to Ron and Hermione's side.

"How are you." She sat down and Harry went to get his drink.

The two of them greeted her abruptly, and what seemed to be an extremely unpleasant conversation took place between the two of them.

"He must have wanted you to help him figure out the secret of the golden egg -" Ron went on.

She decided to evacuate this dangerous land at the speed of light, leaving Hermione and Ron to stage a classic jealous scene.

She went to the drinks area, picked up Harry and two bottles of Butterbeer and slipped out of the auditorium.

Fairy lights twinkled in the rose garden, surrounded by low bushes and winding paths.

"It was decorated by the professors," she said, pointing to the roses, "isn't it very beautiful?"

He nodded, and the two of them found a bench to sit down, and she drank butterbeer in Harry's arms.

"Are you cold?" Harry asked suddenly after they sat for a while.

"A bit."

"Then shall we go back to the castle?"

"No, you just need to hug a little tighter."

Harry chuckled softly in her ear and hugged her obediently.

In the cold winter night, they hugged each other and watched the fairies flying among the roses, their wings were covered with a layer of glittering light, and there was a faint cold fragrance of roses.

"It's getting really cold now," she said after a while, "let's go back to the castle."

They walked into the hall hand in hand, walked around the crowd, and came to a small corner of the castle with no one in tacit agreement, and the music in the hall came faintly.

"Mistletoe!" said Harry, pointing to a decorative mistletoe garland above his head. "I remember that a person under a mistletoe cannot refuse a kiss."

He stared at her fiercely.

"so?"

"So you can't refuse me." He held her face in his hands and looked at her without blinking.

"So?" She stretched out her hand and slowly took off his glasses, asking knowingly.

His facial features are slowly enlarged, her emerald green eyes are full of her figure, she can feel the air flow from his breath on her face, and the warmth of his palm behind her head.

Her heartbeat began to speed up, her reason was leaving her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Then I'm going to kiss you."

Lips pressed together softly, she closed her eyes.

It's a kiss of butter beer flavor.

Her lower lip was bitten lightly, followed by more intensive and hot kisses.

Now she tasted the taste of her lipstick, the creamy taste melted between her lips and teeth, so sweet that she couldn't help but want to taste a few more.

When the long kiss was over, Harry pushed her head into his arms, resting his chin on her head, and the two of them were glued together.

"I like you very much," he said, "a thousand times more than I like Quidditch."

"Me too," she buried her head in his arms, feeling his over-speeding heartbeat, "I like you the most."

The chest against the side face vibrated because of Harry's laugh.

"To celebrate that we like each other—" She looked up at him, rubbing her hand on the back of his neck: "Let's have another kiss."

"Yes, my princess." His words became slurred as his lips moved closer.

Harry believed it would be one of the nights of his life.After sending the girl he liked, now his girlfriend, back to the Ravenclaw tower, he floated briskly back into the Gryffindor common room.

The people in the lounge looked at him and laughed, and he looked at them blankly, not knowing what was going on.

"Hey Harry, had a hot night, huh?" someone asked him aloud, and everyone around them laughed again.

He walked to Ron's side and found Ron looking at him with an expression full of interest.

"what happened?"

"You kissed Cho? How did it feel?"

He thought about it, smiled and said, "Sweet."

Ron cooed and Harry added, "I guess it's her lipstick."

"I can tell it's been a very passionate night," said Ron with a smirk. "You go look in the mirror, Harry."

Harry returned to the dormitory confused.Facing the mirror, he finally understood Qiu's mysterious smile when he left.

Touching the lipstick marks around his lips, he smiled at himself in the mirror.

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I hope today's chapter can bore you to death

Harry's progress today comes from Sirius' teachings, and then he will continue to maintain an extremely low level