HP through the autumn

Qiu is currently studying body transfiguration with great interest.

"Transfiguration is an extremely complex branch of Transfiguration," said Professor McGonagall. "You can change the color of your hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, and even your pupils. Next term we will be studying changing your facial features." , such as raising your cheekbones or elongating your face. This part is extremely important for Aurors, and they will also participate in additional training after entering the Ministry of Magic, so that they can completely change their appearance, Easy to hunt and follow. Transfiguration Magus can change their appearance without taking this class, though very few wizards have this innate ability."

Laurie brushed the quill over the back of Qiu's hand, motioning for her to look over: "If you learn the Body Transfiguration technique, you won't have to dye your hair in the future."

"Before learning, I must remind you," Professor McGonagall solemnly glanced at the eager students below, "Just like Animagus, body transfiguration can also cause serious and incurable injuries. In St. Mungo's It is not uncommon to see some wizards who have cast improper spells going to receive treatment in the hospital for magical injuries."

The students couldn't help shivering when they looked at the photos of wizards with an ear growing on their faces or eyebrows drooping to the corners of their mouths in their textbooks.

Professor McGonagall said: "So I ask you to listen carefully and not miss any important points."

The horror case in the textbook only scares the students for 1 minute, and soon they are excited because they can change their appearance.

"I've wanted to dye my hair black for a long time," Laurie picked up a strand of blonde hair on her chest and looked at it carefully. "Ginger red might be good too, just like the hair of the Weasleys."

"I'd like to dye my hair blonde," Cho said, "but it doesn't match my complexion. Maybe brown would be better."

"I want to try to make the eyeballs light gray." Laurie excitedly turned to the back pages of the book again.

"Do you want to turn yourself into a female version of Cedric?" Qiu suddenly realized, "Are you imagining the appearance of your and Cedric's daughter?"

Laurie was stunned for a while: "I didn't have it at first, but I really want to try it when you say that."

She began to imagine: "Maybe a little girl with blond hair, but with gray eyes. A little girl with black hair and blue eyes would be cute too."

Professor McGonagall ruthlessly broke Laurie's illusions, and in the first class they only learned to change the color of the eyebrows.

But by the second week they were learning to change the color of their pupils, and to make things even more exciting, Professor McGonagall told them that they would be learning to change their hair color next class.

After Qiu dyed her hair brown and her eyes blue, she was not in a hurry to transform herself back before get out of class was over, but went to find him in the History of Magic classroom according to Harry's schedule.

She easily recognized her boyfriend by his hairstyle, the Potter ancestral disheveled hair standing out in the hallway.

"Honey!" she yelled, rushing to hug Harry, ready to surprise him.

This came as a complete surprise to Harry.

He froze for a second and immediately pushed the strange girl away.

Then he immediately realized that the brown-haired and blue-eyed girl in front of him was his girlfriend.

She was standing in front of him, looking at him with great interest.

Harry had a premonition that something was wrong, and he immediately pulled his girlfriend into his arms again, as if he had never pushed her away.

"Are you trying to pretend nothing happened?" She leaned against his chest and asked with a smile.

"Hmm..." He didn't know how to answer best, "I didn't recognize it was you."

"You pushed me away very quickly." Her blue eyes looked at him with satisfaction.

"Of course, my arms belong only to you." Harry vowed.

Hermione and Ron were staring blankly at Harry being thrown into the arms of a strange beauty, but they didn't expect that within a minute, the Shura field would become a dog slaughter field.

"When did Harry become like this?" Ron watched in amazement as his friend displayed his proficient seduction skills.

"Love can really change a person..." Hermione looked at Harry and Qiu with a complicated expression.

She looked at Ron next to her, but just knocked his gaze over him.

The two of them looked back immediately with a guilty conscience.

"So Hermione..." Ron whispered, he wanted to know Hermione's view on love, "Do you like this change?"

"I think it's a good thing for Harry," Hermione analyzed. "He's been under enough stress this term, and it's good to have someone to relax him."

Ron nodded, really embarrassed to ask his question more clearly.

"Of course being in love is something that brings happiness to everyone." Hermione added, smiling slightly.

"Are you still in contact with Krum?" Ron asked suddenly when he saw her smile.

Hermione: "Yes. But only as a pen pal, and occasionally write a few letters."

Ron curled his lips, but he still remembered the contents of "Twelve Ways to Conquer Witches", and did not express any further views on their relationship.

"I just want to know about Durmstrang's study life," Hermione still explained, "I'm curious about the wizarding schools other than Hogwarts. The courses they study are completely different from ours."

Ron was in a better mood, but he didn't want to show it, so he pretended to respond casually.

Hermione and Cho were called into Dumbledore's office the day they left school before the Christmas break.

"Good morning, Miss Granger, Miss Zhang." Dumbledore said energetically, "Sorry for calling you two here so early, but your friend Harry has encountered some problems."

"Where did he and Ron go, Headmaster?" Hermione asked eagerly. "I heard in the common room yesterday that Harry had a nightmare that Mr. Weasley was bitten by a big snake. I Went to ask Professor McGonagall, but she told me not to worry. Is Mr Weasley all right?"

Qiu also stared at Dumbledore closely. She heard Hermione talk about it yesterday.

"Don't worry, Granger," said Dumbledore with a reassuring force in his voice. "Mr. Weasley is currently receiving treatment at St. Mungo's, and the Weasleys have visited him."

Hermione and Qiu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, while Qiu was thinking about where the plot had gone.When was Mr. Weasley injured?Why are you hurt?She couldn't remember much about Sirius falling into the veil and Umbridge dominating the school.

The silverware on Dumbledore's desk belched puffs of smoke like a humidifier.

"You two can go to Grimmauld Place to find Harry together after the semester ends today, and the Weasleys are also there." Dumbledore said as he took out a note, "Miss Zhang, you need to check this address .”

She glanced at it, and it was the address of Grimmauld Place.

"For some reason we have protected this house." Dumbledore said, "I heard that your parents have gone abroad? Miss Zhang?"

Hermione looked at her in amazement; Cho had never mentioned it.

"Yes," Cho replied, "Since what happened last term, I don't think the UK is _safe, and my mother still works at the Ministry of Magic. So I persuaded them to leave the UK."

"I am very touched by your consideration of your parents." Dumbledore said with a smile, "But everything will be fine, and I am very happy to see you staying at Hogwarts."

Cho smiled and asked a question: "Professor Dumbledore, how is Harry? I heard he threw up that night."

"You can go see him in person today," said Dumbledore. "No amount of words can compare to seeing him with your own eyes, can you?"

"Mr. Dumbledore," said Hermione, "what happened to Harry's dream...? I never knew he had the power of prophecy."

"This is a very complicated question." Dumbledore folded his hands on the table. "Harry and Voldemort have some special connections because of the spell he used when he was one year old. This involves very profound magic principles, so And I can't say exactly why Harry was dreaming."

Dream... Orochi... Voldemort's Horcrux Nagini bit Mr. Weasley!Qiu finally remembered this matter.

I originally thought that the most difficult thing in love is that you love me, I love him, and he loves her, such emotional entanglements, or those who are clearly in love but have to separate because of family, secular, misunderstanding or disease. If you are in love, you still need to think about how to keep your boyfriend alive...

Why is her life so hard...

"Your parents left England?" Hermione asked as she walked out of the Headmaster's office.

"Yes," Qiu replied nonchalantly, "I think it's safer this way."

"Didn't they say they would take you away?" Hermione was puzzled.

"Of course I did, but I didn't agree. I think it's better to stay at Hogwarts."

"Did you stay because of Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Not all," Qiu said, "Although it sounds a bit self-defeating to say so, I think I can make a small contribution to defeating the mysterious man by staying."

Hermione: "That's touching... I didn't expect you to..."

She couldn't find words to describe how she felt, so she brought up another topic: "I haven't heard anything from Harry about your parents going abroad."

"I didn't tell him," Cho said. "I don't think it's a big deal."

Qiu and Hermione walked off the Hogwarts Express with the suitcase. Qiu skillfully raised his wand, and a Knight Bus appeared in front of him soon.

They finally reached 12 Grimmauld Place around six o'clock in the evening.

It was Sirius who opened the door. He was in a good mood today, with a smile on his brows and eyes: "You are here! Girls."

Autumn and Hermione walked in with the suitcase, and found that Grimmauld Place had been completely renewed, with Christmas decorations everywhere. There was also a green Christmas tree in the living room on the second floor, and some glittering Christmas trees had already been hung on it. Little stars, and little icicles reflecting light.

Except for Harry, the other children were sitting in the living room, where Fred and George were helping to make it more Christmassy.

"Dinner will be ready soon." Sirius helped them carry their luggage into the room.

"Hey, Hermione, Cho!" Ron saw the two people walking in. "You're finally here."

"Where is Harry?" Qiu looked around.

"In his room," said Ron. "He's not in a good mood, and he's been hiding from everyone since he got back from St. Mungo's."

He gave a worried expression.

"We heard Moody say that Harry might be possessed by You-Know-Who," Ron said softly as the two of them approached.

"It's just a hypothesis." Ginny said dissatisfiedly, "They're just assuming this possibility."

Cho and Hermione had heard from Ron the details of the night Mr Weasley had been attacked.

"He said he saw everything from the snake's point of view," said Ron. "He felt like he was the snake."

They were silent for a while, and Qiu said, "I'll go up and see him."

Harry hid in his room, annoyed at the thought of others talking about him all the time.

The idea that he might be possessed by Voldemort and hurt the people around him tightly gripped his heart. If someone around him was really hurt by it... He really wanted to leave here, go far away, but Professor Dumbledore told him to stay. it's here.

Harry thought the visitor was Mundungus or another member of the Order of the Phoenix, but he didn't expect a knock on his door a few minutes later.

"Harry, open the door." Qiu's voice came from behind the door.

Harry opened the door obediently, and saw her leaning against the door frame.

Qiu looked at the shadows under his eyes that couldn't be concealed, and showed a bright smile.

"You don't have a good rest, little princess Harry, do you need to accompany_sleep service? Guarantee a good night's sleep!"

The author has something to say:

Harry: Of course!bring it on!