HP through the autumn

Harry thought that being ignored by his girlfriend was the most worrying thing in the past week. When he dug out a love letter from Qiu's schoolbag, he realized that a bigger crisis was yet to come.

It was another night to find a girlfriend in the kitchen, and Harry was used to finding his girlfriend only in the kitchen.

"You can do your homework for a while." Qiu, who was boiling the potion, said. "I've got half an hour to finish."

Harry was sitting by the side boredly watching his girlfriend struggling to stir the potion. Hearing this, he began to rummage through his schoolbag for parchment and quills.

"Can you lend me a quill?" He fumbled in his schoolbag, "I don't know where I lost mine."

"You can take it from my schoolbag by yourself," she raised her head and smiled narrowly. "Do you remember the fiery red one?"

Harry responded vaguely.He immediately remembered the quill he gave her, and himself who fled in Hogsmeade that day.

He picked up her schoolbag and rummaged for a quill, but accidentally found a heart-shaped card.

This is a new confession card released by Literary House this year. Harry noticed it when he went shopping in Hogsmeade, and considered buying one for Qiu on Valentine's Day.

The person who sends the greeting card can write what he wants to say on the card. After writing, the card will fold itself into a pink heart shape, leaving only the recipient's name on the outside.The person who receives the greeting card only needs to tap the greeting card with a magic wand, and it will display the words written on it line by line in beautiful cursive characters, and turn into a bright rose the next day.

And now this pink heart-shaped card is saying "To Qiu Zhang".

Harry looked at the girl who was concentrating on the potion, and sneaked the greeting card into his pocket.He continued to rummage in his schoolbag, and finally took out the fiery red quill.

With the quill in his hand, Harry had no intention of doing his homework at all.He couldn't wait to open the greeting card to see what was written inside, and figure out who gave the card to Qiu.

The greeting card can only be used once, obviously Qiu hasn't opened this greeting card, maybe she didn't see this greeting card at all.Harry was relieved a lot. He was playing with the quill, but he wanted to rush back to the dormitory and open the greeting card in a hurry.

He always thought that the entire Hogwarts students knew about their relationship, and no one would think of his girlfriend anymore.Unexpectedly, when they had been dating for almost a year, someone would hand her a love letter.

He locked his eyes on Qiu who was frowning slightly while reading the potion book, and began to wonder if she had received other cards before.

Cho was delighted to find that her two weeks of misery were finally over, and tomorrow she could move on to the next step, chopping up the anemones off the Mortella's back and adding them to the cauldron.

She stretched and found that Harry's eyes were resting on her, and she felt in a good mood.

"Harry, I will be able to proceed to the next stage soon, and I won't be so busy next time," she leaned over and put her arms around Harry's neck who was sitting in front of the table from behind, "Have you heard the news? very excited?"

Harry's mind was full of the confession card, and he gave a casual hum.

It took him a few seconds to react, and he asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Really." She nodded, looking over at Harry's blank parchment on the table, "What were you thinking just now? Why didn't you write at all?"

"I'm thinking about how to write a thesis." Harry pulled out a reasonable reason.

"Want me to give you some advice?" she asked.

"No need." Harry hastily refused, he was busy thinking about greeting cards. "How long will it take for your potion to be finished?"

"Four months." Qiu sighed and rubbed his face, "Felix Elixir is really too troublesome."

Harry was very satisfied by her soft face, but he still didn't forget to complain: "You've been ignoring me recently, Qiu."

"Then I'll make it up to you? What kind of compensation do you want?" She kissed his side cheek and asked.

"Come to Sirius's with me for Christmas?" Harry asked.

"But my potion..." She hesitated.

"Get a house-elf to help?" Harry suggested.

She shook her head. "Potions need to be stirred, and house-elves don't know how fast they need to be."

"So... can your potion be packed in your luggage?" Harry asked.

Qiu: "This is fine. It's just that the date of successful brewing will be postponed again."

Harry: "Then come with me to 12 Grimmauld Place, and I can ask Sirius to throw you a birthday party. I remember you're going to be an adult soon, right?"

"Yes." She chuckled, "I will be able to use magic at will soon, but you have to wait for nearly two years, little brother."

"Don't call me 'little brother'!" Harry protested.

He stood up imposingly, looking down at Qiu by virtue of the height difference.

"Okay," she buried herself in Harry's arms, feeling him soften all of a sudden, "you are the most dazzling man I have ever seen, my heart is falling for you."

Harry couldn't be happier.

Qiu shook his head: boy.

When he got back to the Gryffindor tower, Ron and Hermione were both sitting on the sofa in the common room.

Harry greeted them and headed towards the boys' dormitory.

"What are you going to do, Harry?" asked Ron, "won't you sit down and do your homework?"

"I'm going back to the bedroom to get my quill," Harry replied. "I can't find my pen again."

The dormitories were empty, and on winter evenings everyone liked to enjoy the common room around the cozy fire.

Harry eagerly produced a heart-shaped greeting card, took out his wand and tapped it.

"Can I compare you to Xia Tian? You are more beautiful and gentle than Xia Tian..."

Really tacky.

"Only your eternal summer will be renewed, and your beauty will remain unscathed..."

Blind hypocrisy.

"The god of death has no chance to imprison you, you will live forever in my eternal poem..."

Too mushy.

Harry waited patiently for the card to reveal the sender's name, until he saw the last line: "Although it's presumptuous to say so, I think you deserve better. - Gary Preston"

What do you mean you deserve better?What's wrong with him?Harry thought angrily.

He began to list his own advantages:

He is a Quidditch player in Gryffindor, the best Seeker in 100 years, although he is not a prefect... His studies seem to be average... But his Defense Against the Dark Arts is outstanding!

And he is very handsome!Harry thought that although he was not as handsome as Cedric, he was still handsome.

He's got a lot of gold in his vault at Gringotts - and that would count as one.

He's famous - which probably isn't a plus.

He has always felt that he and Qiu are a very good couple. Both of them play Quidditch very well, and they are both Seekers. It's also a great fit.They were a match made in heaven!

This guy—Gary Preston—thought he wasn't good enough?

Harry was sulking while sitting on the bed, when Ron's voice came from outside the door: "Hey, Harry, why have you been looking for a quill for so long?"

Ron sharply saw the pink greeting card in Harry's hand, and his eyes lit up suddenly: "Did you receive a love letter from a girl? My God! Who gave it? Don't they know about your relationship with Qiu?"

"This is for Qiu." Harry squeezed the words through his teeth. "I found it in her schoolbag, so I secretly took it back."

"Who sent it?" Ron asked.

"Gary Preston," said Harry through gritted teeth, "Gryffindor sixth year."

"It's still from our college? It's impossible for him not to know about the relationship between the two of you." Ron was extremely surprised.

"He thinks she deserves better," Harry replied, staring angrily at the signature on the card. "Apparently he thinks he's a better candidate."

Ron recalled who Preston was, and then patted Harry on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Harry, he has nothing outstanding except for his studies. You are our talented Seeker!"

"I got suspended," Harry said, "and now a lot of people at school think I'm nuts. It's not unusual for him to think that way."

"But Cho believes in you, doesn't he?" Ron said indifferently, he didn't think a love letter would affect Harry and Cho's relationship, "but we should teach him a lesson and let him know that you are Cho's. Boyfriend. Maybe Fred and George can lend us some gizmos."

Ron happily thought about how to teach this ignorant Preston a lesson.

Harry was still staring at the card angrily.He found this letter by accident, and I don't know how many love letters Qiu has that he didn't find.She never mentioned such a thing to him!

He felt a flame burning in his chest.Gary Preston, Gary Preston... he said the name viciously, as if that would make Preston disappear.

The next day Harry took Ron to observe Preston carefully.

Average height, average appearance, nothing good except good grades, Harry thought critically.

He doesn't look like a Gryffindor at all, except for the fact that he's bravely sending love letters.

"He should have been assigned to Ravenclaw," Ron commented, stuffing the pie.

Going to the same academy as Autumn Equinox... Could it be that the two of them are more suitable?

Harry was even more depressed.

For several days, Harry quietly followed Preston's every move.

Recently, Qiu finally had time to chat and eat with Laurie at the long table, but Preston's eyes always lingered around Qiu's surroundings.

Damn Preston!He cursed.

Once he even saw Preston pulling Qiu to speak outside the Transfiguration classroom. If he hadn't been pulled away by Ron, who was busy going to divination class, he would have walked over to take an oath of sovereignty.

But the next day in the corridor, just as Harry was walking and thinking about Preston, a beautiful girl with brown hair and blue eyes rushed up to him and threw herself into his arms.

"Honey!" The beautiful girl hugged his waist tightly.

Harry:? ? ! !

The author has something to say:

Gary Preston, fictional, the name comes from the British drama "Miranda", this drama is very good, highly recommended

Love poems from Shakespeare...I can't really write them

Harry's inner OS: Damn it, he will be beaten by his girlfriend!