HP through the autumn

Harry would have liked to say something in return, but he didn't have the slightest interest in joking right now.

If Voldemort could possess him... he should stay away from everyone, especially Cho, so that he could avoid Voldemort taking the opportunity to hurt them.

Maybe he should separate from her, after all he could be under Voldemort's control at any moment.

The thought of parting made him feel depressed.Why can't he spend even one year in school safely?Every year his life will be disrupted by various things, and the source of all this is Voldemort.And this year, he even had to avoid everyone, or go back to his aunt's house, and hide in a place without wizards, just to avoid hurting others after being possessed by Voldemort.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Qiu found that Harry didn't show a happy expression when he saw her, but stood at the door silently in a daze.

"Fine," Harry replied stiffly, sideways letting her into the room and sitting on his bed.

"Don't lie, Harry," Cho tapped his chest, "it's not normal for you to see me not at all excited."

"Because I knew you were coming," Harry argued.

"Is there anything you can't tell me? Huh?" She tried to subdue him with a soft ending.

"I just..." Harry struggled for a moment, then gave in. "I dreamed I was the snake, Cho, and I bit Mr. Weasley. I could feel the fangs digging deep into his skin." , His ribs were crushed by me, and hot blood flowed out. He collapsed in the corner of the wall, and the blood splashed on the wall..."

"It's just a dream, Harry." She put her hand on top of his head, stroking it gently, "You can't turn into a snake, and you can't leave Hogwarts to reach the Ministry of Magic in the middle of the night, Hogwarts." Gwartz's magic won't allow you to fly out of the dormitory."

"Can't it?" Harry was dubious, "But that feeling is really very real."

"Impossible. If you don't believe me, go downstairs and ask Hermione and Ron." She was still ruffling Harry's hair.

He began to believe that he was actually just having a very realistic nightmare, and his dull mood disappeared in an instant, and he began to think about other things.

"Why do you keep touching my hair?" He wanted to free his hair, her actions reminded him of how she stroked Crookshanks.

"Touch the fur, it won't scare you." She smiled and took his hand and dragged him downstairs.

"I heard you didn't eat anything at noon today, go downstairs and get some sandwiches, aren't you hungry?" she said.

Harry was dragged down the stairs obediently by her.He couldn't believe it had occurred to him just a few minutes before to be separated from her.Fortunately, he didn't let her know that he had this idea, otherwise he would definitely be beaten up by her.

"Hi, Harry." Hermione, sitting next to Ron, waved to Harry, "Cho and I came on the Knight Bus. Dumbledore told us this morning, but we have to wait until term is over before we can leave. How do you feel now?"

"Very good." Harry reached for a sandwich, he was going crazy with hunger, "By the way, Hermione, is it really impossible for me to fly to the Ministry of Magic and then back to Hogwarts at night?"

"Don't you read?" Hermione was annoyed. "You, and Ron, you two could take a good look at Hogwarts, A History once, so that you can read In the book, Hogwarts can't apparate and disapparate, and even Voldemort can't make you fly out of your dormitory."

"None of my business?" muttered Ron inexplicably, before turning his attention to Harry, "You never left your bed, buddy, I promise you, before waking you up." I saw you flipping around in the next minute."

Filled with joy and relief, Harry stuffed himself with sandwiches and sat contentedly on the couch enjoying the holidays.

How can life be so good?During the Christmas holidays, sitting around a warm fireplace, well fed, surrounded by friends and girlfriends, and Godfather decorating the Christmas tree, and soon to attend the autumn birthday party and Christmas party...  

He turned his head and looked at the girl sitting beside him, "Are you going to invite your parents to your birthday party? Before you told me that you planned to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, I forgot that your parents could come too It's party."

"They're abroad," she replied, "and Galois will be able to bring me their birthday present in a few days."

"Are they on vacation?"

"No. It's just that I don't think the UK is safe, so I let them live abroad for a few years." She said casually, not taking this matter very seriously.

"I've never heard you talk about this!" Harry sat up straight in surprise, "Then how do you go abroad to find them during the summer vacation?"

"Go by plane." She was looking forward to another plane trip after many years.

"Airplane?!" Ron leaned over with great interest, "I heard from my dad that it is a kind of thing made by Muggles that can fly into the sky. If you want me to say, it is a miracle that an airplane flies in the sky. After you sit Do tell me what it feels like."

"Do you know how to fly?" Hermione also came over, "And how to check in, go through the security check, do you have a passport?"

"I believe the Confusion Charm can fix everything," she said.

"Yeah, you'll be able to use magic at will soon." Ron said a little jealously.

With a snap, Fred and George Apparated in front of them: "I heard you talking about using magic? Ron, our little brother, you won't be an adult for two years."

"Come on, Fred, George, you two have been showing off for the better part of a year," Ron yelled.

"We'll show you off until you're an adult, little Ron, don't worry." The two of them laughed and snapped away.

Everyone is in a good mood tonight.For the first time in years, Sirius spent Christmas with so many people, especially his lovely godson.He can also throw a birthday party for his godson's girlfriend.

12 Grimmauld Place hasn't been this lively for a long time.Kreacher complied with his master's orders, and made the place beautiful, with holly branches and gold and silver ribbons hanging everywhere, mistletoe swaying at the top of the corridor, and magical snowflakes spread on the carpet, shining brightly. Reflecting the light from the chandelier.

Harry and Cho hid in a corner of the living room chatting.

"How are things going with Ron and Hermione?" Cho asked, lying on Harry's lap.

"I think it's going well," Harry replied. "Hermione knitted Ron a scarf, the one he always wears."

"Oh! That's really nice."

"Yeah. You haven't knit me a scarf yet," Harry complained half-truthfully.

"Then your Christmas present this year will be a scarf." She said, reaching out to touch his chin. "It's amazing that your beard has grown."

"I've been so busy these days that I forgot to shave my beard."

"It's still a little prickly to the touch." She became very interested in his beard, "Do you shave every day?"

"Once a day or two," Harry replied.

"I was imagining you with a beard," she said, staring at his chin.

"Would that be cool?" Harry asked.

"You'd be nice without a bum beard," she said. "I'd like you with or without a beard, sweetheart."

"Don't be so gross," Harry cried, "I know you mean it."

She smiled very proudly: "I know you like me like this, sweetheart."

"Don't call me sweetheart," he felt uncomfortable with this nasty address, "otherwise..."

"What else?" she asked.

"Or I'll scratch you." Harry put his finger between her neck and scratched it, and she jumped up from his lap in an instant, fighting back, and the two of them rolled into a ball.

"Ah, what a youth." Sirius sighed while sipping his tea.

"Padfoot," Remus said seriously, looking at Sirius, "you're smiling like Harry's grandpa now, with a kind face on your face."

"Hey! Moonface!" Sirius yelled protestingly, "I'm not that old."

The next day, Galois brought Cho a watch from her parents.There is no pointer on the dial, only a very bright rose, still swaying slightly, as if blown by the wind.

"How does this work?" Harry asked.

She touched the rose with her fingertips, and a little bit of starlight drilled out from the dial, spelling out the current time in the air, and dissipated in the air after a while.

"It's beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Thank you." Cho patted Galois' head, and Harry watched her move, realizing that it was exactly the same as when she patted his head.

"I'll reward you for spending Christmas with Hedwig." She carried the big bird, which already weighed three kilograms, and walked upstairs.Galois nestled in her arms obediently. He had just flown across the English Channel, and now the whole bird was extremely tired.

Due to the particularity of 12 Grimmauld Place, Laurie, Cedric and other friends could not be invited to Qiu's birthday party.Harry felt a little regretful, but Qiu was already satisfied.If she had her birthday at Hogwarts, she couldn't even throw a birthday party.

Surrounded by her friends, she blew out the candles and made a wish - she hoped that one day Voldemort and the Death Eaters would all disappear, wizards and Muggles could coexist peacefully, and students from the four colleges could have blind dates Fall in love, and she and Harry will become the most blinding couple.

Qiu, who firmly believes that her wish will come true, decides to start from knitting a scarf for Harry and show her affection to the end.

On Christmas morning, Harry woke up to find a pile of presents at the foot of his bed.Ron had already taken it apart in half.

He immediately jumped out of bed and began to search for the scarf Qiqiu promised to give him.

He rummaged around and found a homework planner from Hermione, a small model of a Firebolt from Tonks, and a fur wallet with fangs that would bite your fingers, from Hagrid.Finally, he took out a sky blue scarf in a gift box.The scarf was so long that he could wrap it around his neck more than three times.The texture of the scarf is also very soft and looks very warm.

"Is this the scarf Qiu gave you?" Ron looked at the scarf carefully, "Is there a line of writing underneath?"

Harry took the scarf off, and at the end of the scarf found a line of inconspicuous dark blue words:

This is the private property of Qiu Zhang.