Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Next to the Black House Pier, two phoenixes danced around Harry Potter.

The phoenix that suddenly appeared played a strange and beautiful music with a holy and high-pitched voice beside the bird in Harry's hand.

"Is this the Ravenclaw phoenix?" Ron looked at the beautiful creature that suddenly appeared infatuatedly.

"Harry, your spell can also call the phoenix!"

"It is more likely to be Professor Dumbledore's phoenix named Fawkes." Draco was surprised at first, then thought about it and said.

Not only the phoenix was attracted by Harry's "bird", but also a group of students playing outside the castle.

"Look! That's a phoenix!"

"I bet one Galleon that Harry Potter just conjured a phoenix!"

"So Ron Weasley's story is true! They really stopped the poachers! Where is the invisible beast?"

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"Harry, let's go!" Draco hurriedly shouted when he saw this.

He didn't like too many people surrounding him now, just like looking at a clown. He suddenly realized that he was so stupid for trying every means to attract Harry and other people's attention. If the time converter could really change the past safely and harmlessly, he would definitely use the Confusion Spell on his past self!

"Harry, how do you cancel this thing?" Ron originally disagreed with Draco's idea of ​​leaving now, but he found that his stomach was already rumbling. The reputation has been spread, and it will not disappear even if they leave now. If it delays dinner time, that won't do!

"I'll try, I don't know, before it flew directly to the target I wanted to attack, such as the back of Quirrell's head." Harry didn't know how to cancel it. He only knew that he was warm all over now, and the warmth from the wand had spread all over his body with the birth of the phoenix.

Seeing the crowd in the distance getting closer and closer to them, Harry could only say in his heart, "I'm safe now, can you disappear temporarily?"

The phoenix with colorful rays of light stopped in mid-air and blinked at Harry as if it had wisdom.

Then, for some reason, it did not follow Harry's instructions to disappear, just like it sank into the back of Quirrell's head - it sank into Harry's heart.

And the phoenix Fawkes beside him turned his head curiously and looked, then disappeared with red sparks.

Harry and others also took this opportunity to escape back to the castle.

"Harry, are you okay?" Draco said panting. Just now they were only concerned with escaping, and now he remembered that the phoenix had sunk into Harry's body. This kind of magic phenomenon, as Malfoy, whose ancestors all leaned towards dark wizards, he knew very well.

This is backfire! If the dark wizards use the highest level of white magic, the Patronus, they will summon a large number of maggots and then be devoured by it.

And just now, Harry's phoenix, like the failed version of the Patronus Charm, did not disappear, but sank into his body.

"What's the matter? Harry is not like us, he didn't even breathe."

"Harry! When did you get so healthy!" Ron, who was the best in the trio, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The phoenix didn't disappear!" Draco said unhappily, and then, like a thug bullying a decent woman, he pulled Harry's clothes open, revealing his white chest that was slightly boned.

"Draco, you're crazy! What does this have to do with the phoenix? But I say, Harry, you're too thin now, look, it's all bones." Ron first confronted Draco as usual, and then curiously moved closer, touching Harry's ribs with his cold and sweaty hands, and occasionally making a tut-tut sound.

"Sha!"

"You two are going to freeze me to death!"

"Stop touching!" Although Harry understood Malfoy's meaning, he still didn't want to be touched.

What's more, Ron obviously didn't understand anything and just came to join in the fun. You know, although it's summer now, the temperature of the hands exposed outside is still different from that inside.

Ron stopped when he saw that he was ahead, but Draco still insisted on continuing to check carefully.

"Okay, I'm fine. If there's any difference, it's that I have better physical strength. Normally, I would have been out of breath after running such a long distance." Harry stroked his chest, and for a moment, he seemed to feel two hearts beating.

Draco touched it a few more times with half-belief and half-doubt, and then let Harry put on his clothes.

This is the corner of the castle. The reason why they are so bold is that they can see it as long as someone passes by.

But they forgot one thing, looking down from a high place, it is clear, especially the way the fluff on the white skin is stained with sweat and shines in the sun. Harry didn't sweat at first, but Ron couldn't stop it, and his hands still sweat a lot.

A beetle with a mark of glasses around its antennae flew slowly, accompanied by a strange flash.

"Kate, this is the most appropriate question for you." In the lounge of the Room of Requirement, Ryan suddenly squatted down and said to Kate.

"What?" Kate blinked and wrinkled her nose.

"If you are a reporter, and you were given a lot of hush money and threats for reporting on someone."

"But now, you have found evidence to support your previous report, what will you do? Ask for funding or publish it again." Ryan said, holding Kate's hand.

"Harry Potter? Rita Skeeter?" Kate pulled her hand out and rolled her eyes. "It must be another little secret between Harry Potter and his two friends."

"Ron Weasley is a big mouth. He often says things that are misleading. Just in terms of text, even I can write a long love story about the story between the three of them, not to mention that bastard Rita Skeeter."

"But if it's Rita Skeeter, she won't let her publish the text evidence alone."

"Ryan, you almost said it directly. Rita Skeeter will once again use the complicated relationship between the three of them. Is it a photo? How did she take it?" Kate looked puzzled.

"This is a secret you should have known long ago, but Kate, you are really amazing."

"Last year, you and Rita Skeeter had a conflict-because you disdained your nickname Rita Skeeter II. But I haven't handed the knife to you yet, and you dealt with her." Ryan said, sitting on the sofa again.

"As a reporter with a lot of output, she is bound to have some weaknesses, especially when she first started reporting. I am just good at sorting out information from text."

"Also, speak human language!" Kate naturally took Ryan's left arm and said without any annoyance.

"She is an unregistered Animagus, a beetle." Ryan said lightly.