Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 429: The Flower of Heart Vine

()"...That black eagle is so beautiful!"

Harry was taken aback by the sudden sound. He turned around in surprise, only to find a chubby short old man standing behind him.

It was Horace Slughorn who moved into Hogwarts Castle early because of Maca's invitation.

"How are you?" Harry subconsciously said, "Excuse me—"

He didn't finish his words, but his eyes went over the fat old man's shoulders, and he stayed at the doorway that was opened again. There, Qiu Zhang of Ravenclaw College walked into the shed with a package.

"Ah, Miss Zhang?" Harry immediately ignored the fat old man Slughorn, "That...um...good morning!"

"Oh—you must be Harry Potter! Yes, you can't go wrong!" Slughorn must be as thick as the outer walls of Hogwarts Castle, and he didn’t ignore Harry’s ignorance. I don’t care, I stretched out my hand and forcibly grabbed his shoulder, "It's so alike, you and your father look exactly the same--"

"Huh?" Harry was stunned, seeing that Slughorn's slightly bloated head had taken his gaze strictly, so he had to put his gaze back on the opponent's face. , "Uh, you know me..."

"Yes, that's right!" Slughorn said happily, still unaware of Harry's careful thoughts, "It's just that the eyes don't look like them, right—your eyes—"

"Like my mother, I know." Harry reluctantly said, "A lot of people say that. I must have heard it no less than ten times."

Behind Slughorn, Qiu Zheng glanced secretly in this direction. But probably because Slughorn was too tough, she couldn't help feeling that it was best not to say hello to Harry at this time, so as not to get involved.

"So... sir, do you know my parents?" Harry was a little unable to move when Slughorn caught him, so he had to ask again as a last resort.

"Oh—yes! James Potter and Lily Evans are both students I have taught. But...well, as a teacher, you shouldn’t Favorite..." Slughorn recalled somewhat, "But I am the mother who prefers you."

"Miss Evans, she must be the smartest among the students I have taught. She is kind, lively, and cute. She is a good girl who fascinates other boys."

"...Actually, I often tell her that she should belong to my college. But every time she gives me the answer, she is not very polite—" Slughorn shook his head and said, "Yeah. , What a pity."

"You used to be a professor at Hogwarts?" Harry asked in surprise, "Which college are you in?"

"Slytherin," Slughorn said proudly, "I was the dean of Slytherin College at the time."

"Oh, is it?" Harry immediately lost his interest.

"Hey, come on!" As soon as Slughorn saw the expression on Harry's face, he immediately shook his stubby index finger, "You must be a Gryffindor just like her. I know that Gryffindor and Slytherin have always been difficult to deal with, but you'd better not be prejudiced against Slytherin because of this. No matter which college, isn't it all at Hogwarts?"

"Yeah, that's right." Harry agreed casually with a lack of interest,

"Oh!" Slughorn apparently refused to give up. "Look! That...well, that McLean, I remember he was originally sorted into Hufflepuff, right? But he Have a good relationship with your current Dean Slytherin—"

"What happened then?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"Huh?" Slughorn was inexplicably surprised. "I thought you students in these years should have admiration for that McLean-he did this, shouldn't you be a role model? "

"That's not the same as what you said!" Harry emphasized, "Maca never lets us blindly follow in his footsteps. On the contrary, he often lets us try to think for ourselves. Question!"

Although they often get confused because of this-Harry certainly wouldn't mention this, because he understood that it was his own lack of ability.

"Huh, is that right?" Slughorn blinked, a faint embarrassment flashed across his face, but was quickly swallowed by his cheeky.

In fact, he ran into Harry in the Owl Shack this time, although it was indeed just a coincidence. But because of his personality and habits, he had already caught sight of Harry for the first time.

To put it bluntly, Slughorn is an excellent talent collector. For a student with the title of savior like Harry, he would never tolerate that he missed it.

For Maca, he already knew clearly that he couldn't collect such an unprecedented super genius. But for Harry, he wanted to be included in his talent club when he took the opportunity.

However, this accidental first face-to-face contact seemed to end with a not-so-good ending.

After Harry said those words, he immediately dropped the sentence "I have something else", bypassed Slughorn and left the owl shed.

In addition to the fact that he doesn't have much affection for this fat old man, there is another reason, that is, Qiu Zhang has already left after sending the letter.

"Oh—sorry!" Harry hurried a few steps and caught up with him, "I was so embarrassed just now, I blamed that strange old man, I couldn't say hello to you!"

"Oh, good morning!" Qiu, who was walking on the spiral staircase, nodded politely, "It doesn't matter, I should say sorry, that gentleman scared me... But who is he? "

"...Listen to what he said, um...it seems to be a professor from before." Harry suddenly felt that today's lips seemed a bit awkward.

"Oh, isn't it?" Qiu blinked his eyes. "Seriously, I didn't expect that there would be people in the shack so early... If it wasn't for the fact that I suddenly remembered that today is my mother's birthday, I too I won’t come here early in the morning."

"Um...ah..."

Harry replied hummingly, his head in a mess.

Qiu Zhang is an Asian girl with long black hair. Her gentleness and beauty are obvious to all. And it is such a beautiful girl who is tender and tender, but she is quite active in the Quidditch arena. She is quite popular among students of all grades at Hogwarts.

To put it bluntly, Harry actually wanted to use some more interesting words to create some nice atmosphere, so as to wash away the unhappiness he had gotten from Slughorn.

But he found that his head was full of the big face of the fat old man.

"I mean... um... the weather," Harry suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed out the window next to the stairs. "What is the weather today?"

Gosh! What the **** is he talking about in this stall? While embarrassed by his own words, Harry felt that his internal organs were tumbling.

"Yes, nice weather." Qiu covered his mouth and yawned, a little lazily. "Just suitable for Quidditch training... But to be honest, McLean was tossed last night. , I am a little bit too tired today!"

"Um..."

Harry nodded subconsciously, but Qiu seemed to have thought of something, and immediately disappeared from sleep. She glanced at Harry with a flustered look, and found that the other party didn't seem to notice the ambiguity in the words just now, which was a little relieved.

Why do girls generally mature earlier than boys? This is especially obvious to Harry.

"By the way, will your Gryffindor team change this year? I heard from a friend yesterday that someone suggested that you be elected captain!" In order to break the topic, Qiu randomly picked an interesting story and tried to conceal the past.

"Why?" Harry said unconsciously, and still hesitated, "Captain Quidditch...well...isn't it always done by sixth and seventh grade students?"

"Ha, I mean..." Qiu said casually, "Actually, I don't think it is too much to let you be the captain. You fly very well."

"She said I was great!"

Only such a sentence flicked through Harry's chaotic head, and then he glanced at Qiu's face inadvertently, only to find the unresolved blush of the girl's cheeks in amazement.

"Oh!" Harry blinked, a little flustered, "Does she...like me?"

Because of this unintentional coincidence and the polite words a girl said in order to cover up the embarrassment, a heart flower named "illusion" bloomed on Harry's bunch of tender flowers in love.

When the two men walked thoughtfully to the corridor leading to the west side of the main castle, Qiu immediately said aside, leaving Harry, who was trembling slightly, in the corner of the corridor.

"I'm going this way... well, then bye bye, Harry."

"Ah, oh... good, good, goodbye."

Harry continued to walk forward~IndoMTL.com~ But his heart was full of him and Qiu, who smiled at him as he parted.

"No, no, no..." Harry shook his head vigorously, "As thought before, now is not the time to talk about liking or dislike! Even if Qiu likes me... Even if Qiu likes me..."

He muttered less firmly, and finally tilted his head and muttered: "Even if...like me? One of the most popular girls among boys, actually likes me in his heart? Merlin's... ...Then what..."

"Is it right?" Harry stared suddenly, muttering to himself, "Isn't she and Cedric--"

"What happened to Cedric?"

Suddenly, he was awakened by a familiar voice, and he finally realized that he had come to the auditorium without knowing it.

In front of him, Ron, holding a grilled sausage in his hand, is looking at him happily, with a greasy sheen on his lips.

"What are you thinking?" Ron asked bulgingly.