Looking at that look, Harry simply deserved death more than Huang Shiren who bullied Xi'er.

Harry said in surprise: "Have you already made a secret promise to me without my knowing it?"

If it were Hermione Zhang, they must know better than to expect Harry to have a serious conversation.

Helena opened her eyes wide, sobbed, and forgot to cry, as if she was frightened.

"Otherwise why are you crying?"

Harry stood up, and Helena couldn't help but take a step back.

But Harry had already taken hold of Helena's little hand, which was as smooth as bone.

Harry took Helena by the hand and pulled her to sit next to him.

Helena was stiff the whole time, she didn't know how Harry could do such a thing so naturally.

Harry stroked Helena's hand affectionately and unexpectedly found that it felt very good, like a mixture of cotton and jelly.

While Harry caressed the back of Helena's hand like a cute little girl, he looked into Helena's eyes.

The deep gaze skill is activated!

Harry said earnestly: "I know there is no better man than me in the world, but you can't try to trick me, right?"

"Helena, you are not young anymore. Find a ghost to marry as soon as possible. Don't focus on this young seedling like me. It's a pity that I am the man you can't get."

"Although I admire a scholar named Ning Caichen who has the courage to be with a female ghost, after all, that is a story in a book. It's better not for us to imitate it. After all, ghosts and humans have different paths." Harry said regretfully.

"Sigh.

"What do you think, Helena?" Harry reluctantly let go of his slightly cold palms.

It feels really good, Harry thinks so from the bottom of his heart. (=ω=)

Helena almost fainted when she heard what Harry said.

She stood up and walked away from Harry, holding her dress with both hands and arranging her clothes. She would always maintain an impeccable ladylike posture.

Fortunately, no one else saw it, otherwise this disheveled appearance would only increase misunderstandings.

In the library, handsome men and beautiful women, what kind of play is this?

Helena looked at Harry with very complicated eyes.

I'm afraid this person's brain is broken. I thought I had found a friend with whom I could talk, but I didn't expect that my brain was abnormal.

Oh my God, how can a normal person talk like this? It's like running on the Hogwarts Express.

Helena threw out a piece of paper in shame: "This is your classmate's permission form. I found it in a book."

Then left in a hurry.

A sudden realization came from behind her: "It turns out that in order to find an excuse to chat with me... you took Neville's permission form privately... but you had good intentions..."

Paji.

Helena's steps were panicked, her left foot stepped on her right foot, and she tripped to the ground.

He ran away in embarrassment.

Harry looked at the watch in his hand, smiled, and then folded it into a paper airplane.

"call."

He blew lightly and threw it out.

The plane flew and flew, flew out of the library, flew in the cold air, and slipped into the glass gap of a Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

Harry closed the book, left the library, and went back to "Harry Potter's bedroom".

…

Neville was lying on the bed, looking at the high ceiling quietly.

The other three people were sitting cross-legged on their beds, talking excitedly about tomorrow's trip.

"Oh... Bee Duke Candy Shop..."

"The Screaming Shack is worth a visit. Maybe you can find out what kind of ghost is hiding there to scare people... Then we will become famous..."

"Ha ha……"

"Neville, we will bring you a gift. In fact, it is not bad to just attend the Halloween party at night..."

The glass window suddenly shook violently, and then a piece of paper struggled to fly into the room through the gap, flew onto Neville's bed, and hit him in the face.

Neville took the paper away from his face and took a look.

"Ah...ah haha..." Neville jumped up on the bed happily.

"I found the permission form, I can go to Hogsmeade!" Neville cheered.

The other three looked confused.

…

the next day.

When Harry, Hermione, Zhang Qiu and Astoria gathered together.

"Do you really want to take her there?" Zhang Qiu asked, "But what will you do?"

"It's very simple." Harry patted Astoria's head.

Astoria disappeared right in front of their eyes.

Hermione couldn't help but said: "But invisibility is useless against dementors. They don't see with their eyes, but with their perception. It's impossible to get past them."

Because of the low efficiency of the Ministry of Magic, Sirius Black was clearly under the surveillance of the Ministry of Magic, but those damn dementors were still guarding him outside the school in the sky and had not been transferred back.

Harry said: "What do we care about the dementors? As long as Astoria can walk out of the door, that's fine. The dementors are not the school's janitors, responsible for driving back the first and second grade students."

"Okay." Hermione said.

…

Astoria put her hand in Harry's and was held by him.

She looked left and right. It was obvious that her field of vision had not changed at all, but no eyes were focused on herself.

When walking among students, the prying eyes are obvious.

Now this feeling of being ignored and lonely made her feel very strange, as if it had become air.

When they walked to the foyer, many students had already walked out of the door.

Although there are many senior students who have been to Hogsmeade many times and do not feel it is new, and the seventh-year students have to prepare for the N.E.W.T Advanced Wizarding Level Examination, and excluding the first- and second-year students, even if these people have not gone,

There were still hundreds of people gathered at the door.

Harry and the others arrived a little late.

Only the last section of the long queue is left.

The person responsible for identifying their identities was Helena, the current administrator of Hogwarts. She held a long list in her hand, which was the final tally of the names of students from the four colleges who had the consent of their guardians.

She checked the list and let the students out one by one.

There were many students in the team whose parents did not allow them to leave the school and who had not signed the permission form. They spoke calmly and eagerly to their classmates, very selfless, and even laughed heartily from time to time.

He walked with his head held high, looking like a gentleman hiding his balls and a villain hiding his penis.

In fact, when he saw that he was getting closer and closer to Helena, the flesh on his calves began to tremble, and his mouth went dry from nervousness.

When they loudly and confidently announced their names, Helena told them that their names were not on the list.

They would open their eyes as wide as possible, look like they couldn't believe it, and shout loudly.

"Oh, my God... Professor McGonagall/Professor Snape/Professor Flitwick/Professor Platt must have accidentally lost my permission form. You know it's a thick stack of paper. It fell.

One is also reasonable, I swear to Merlin, I will definitely hand it over."

They spoke eloquently.

"Hmm?" Helena looked at them with a half-smile, and then they felt guilty under those beautiful eyes that seemed to penetrate their thoughts, and their eyes wandered unnaturally.

Finally, after being exposed by his classmates, he ran away with a red face.

A pretty boy just walked out, and he should have been followed by two stupid followers.

But now there is only one girl named Pansy following him, and he can no longer show off his power in front of other classmates.

Alas, this is all done by the abominable Harry Potter.

Stir up the relationship between the pretty boy and his two "good brothers" and make them fall apart.

Neville nervously took out a form and stammered: "I...my permission form...I just found it yesterday. I lost it before...I haven't had time to show it to Professor McGonagall...please take a look..."
Chapter completed!