Infinite Heroes Seat

At the dinner, the story of Harry and Ron driving to school on a speeding car has spread throughout the school. The next morning, they sat on a Ravenclaw bench at breakfast, and Cho Chang watched there proudly showing off. Harry and Ron, who experienced it, said with a bit of annoyance: "We were so worried about them before, and we would ignore them if we knew it."

　　 Mo Wen said with some gloat: "Don't worry, the two of them won't be happy in a while."

As soon as the voice fell, a group of owls flew over with their own mails, and then heard a huge roar from Gryffindor’s long table: "...stole the car, if they expelled you from school , I wouldn’t be surprised at all. If I catch you, you’ll be pretty. I don’t think you ever thought about how worried your parents would be when they found out that the car was missing..."

Just like in the original book, Ron was tortured by the Weasley woman’s yelling letter for a long time, and his whole person suddenly drowned, but fortunately, because of the unknown, Mr. Weasley’s position was transferred and he no longer dealt with it. Misuse of the work of the Muggle Articles Department, so this time I was not suspended, but even so, the Weasleys were not well. All of Mr. Weasley’s "treasures" were confiscated by the Ministry, and I was fined. Not a light cost.

Qiu Zhang looked at Mo Wen strangely, "Modi, I have felt very strange since before. I always feel that you know everything. Do you have any prophetic blood? This semester Have you taken a divination class?"

Mo Wen is Yi Le. Of course, I know all this from the original work, but naturally I can’t answer Qiu Zhang like that. He glanced at Qiu Zhang narrowly, and stretched one hand to Qiu’s thigh, "Envy? It's just that. Some family-specific abilities are only, but I can guarantee that your future children will also have this ability." Since doing that on the train, Mo Wen's desire seems to have been awakened again, looking at his chest. Qiu Zhang, who has grown bulgingly, has a dry mouth, and his manners are not so gentle anymore.

Hearing the molesting in Mo Wen's words, Qiu Zhang's face flushed, and he calmly slapped Mo Wen's big hand, and snorted coldly. With him, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class must be more interesting than the Divination class."

Although Qiu Zhang was a little surprised by Mo Wen’s current behavior, he was not angry. On the contrary, there was a hint of joy in his heart. Although the relationship between the two has always been very close, Qiu Zhang always feels and There is still a sense of distance between Mo Wen, and now Mo Wen's mouth-watering teasing with herself, on the contrary, makes her a lot of peace of mind. Of course, she is under the restraint of a girl. She patted Mo Wen's hand, and then deliberately lifted Professor Guidro. , After all, in the eyes of many people, Guidro is quite attractive.

　　 "Huh?" Mo Wen was taken aback, then looked at Qiu Zhang weirdly, "Gidro's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, um-I think you will be pleasantly surprised."

　　 Qiu Zhang felt baffled for a while.

　　 The facts once again proved the accuracy of Mo Wen’s “prophecy” to Qiu Zhang. During the first half of the course, everyone was busy writing something like "Gidlow-Rockhart’s favorite color? "What is Guidlow Rockhart's biggest wish?" "For these boring questions, in the second half of the time, everyone was busy catching Cornish elves flying around. Thanks to the third-grade students who have mastered a lot of spells, these elves didn’t make much noise. The chaos was all caught, and Guidro finally managed to keep his teacher's dignity, but except for a few idiots, most third-grade students discovered that Guidro was actually a parallel importer.

　　 The next days are a bit ordinary, but the ones that should come will still come. On this day, Hermione took Harry and Ron to find Mo Wen who was resting by the lake happily.

　　 "What, you want to invite me to Nick's death party?" Mo Wen looked at Hermione with a strange look.

　　 "Yes, I think it will be a good experience. The dinner for the dead should be different from ours." Hermione nodded seriously.

Mo Wen touched his nose and said to Hermione earnestly: "Trust me, Hermione, not all novelties are worth trying. Dinners for the dead are not suitable for the living, at least they will never prepare for anything. Food that people eat."

　　 "What!" Hermione didn't respond, and Harry and Ron on the side yelled. The former regretted agreeing to Nick's invitation, while Ron regretted agreeing to go with Harry.

　　 "Harry, maybe you should talk to Nick, you can't go there that day." Ron suggested to Harry.

　　 "Is this not so good?" Harry's tone was shaken.

　　 "Harry, you have promised Nick!" Hermione stared at Harry with wide eyes, her serious look reminded of Professor McGonagall.

　　 "Well, I'm just talking." Harry said dejectedly.

After persuading Mo Wen again to no avail, the three finally gave up. Harry and Ron walked away first, but Hermione hesitated for a while, stopped, and asked Mo Wen hesitantly: "Well-Guris, Do all of you pure-blooded families look down on Muggle-born people?"

　　 Mo Wen was just taken aback, and suddenly recalled a scene in the original ~www.readwn.com~Is Malfoy talking to you? Don't worry, I will talk to him if I have the opportunity. "Mo Wen's tone is a bit bad, but he has designated Hermione as his own woman, how can he be bullied by others casually.

"He called me Mudblood, and said Guris, you didn't really make friends with me, is this true?" Hermione gritted her teeth and asked the psychological question. In fact, Malfoy's original words are ancient Reese didn't like the mudblood Hermione at all, just wanted to play with her.

Mo Wen shook his head and was not angry. "Although many pure-blood families hold this view, I don’t think so." For Mo Wen, a hero, the so-called pure impure blood is fundamental It doesn't make sense. Does a lion care about the difference between a rabbit and a squirrel?

"Then what do your family think?" Hermione suddenly blurted out. She was actually not too worried about Mo Wen herself, but was afraid that his family would think this way, if the Guris family really thought so. , She really didn't know how to get along with Mo Wen, whether as a friend or something else.

　　 Mo Wen suddenly understood Hermione's concerns, and shook his head, "Don't worry, Guris family, now I am the only one left."

　　 "Yes, I'm sorry." Having never thought that such a perfect Guris would be an orphan, Hermione stepped back involuntarily.

　　 With a trace of sadness on his face, Mo Wen said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

　　 Looking at that handsome face, Hermione was a little sad inexplicably, and involuntarily stepped forward, stood on her toes, and kissed Mo Wen.

　　 By the lake, the two embraced quietly.