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Astoria has a very comfortable feel.

It was as if she had returned home and was lying on her princess bed, which was several meters wide and covered with more than ten layers of soft quilts.

Her face felt a little warm, as if something hard and soft was pressing on her cheek.

Astoria really wanted to open her eyes and see what it was, but her body felt very heavy, as if a mountain was pressing on her. Her head was dizzy and she couldn't think of anything. Her brain felt like it was being torn apart.

It feels like my eyelids are as heavy as a thousand pounds. I want to open them but I can't do it no matter what.

Astoria calmed down and took a deep breath.

After a dozen times, Astoria was finally able to open her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of large, pure sky-blue eyes staring at her.

It's a little cutie.

And the thing on her face was when the little cutie was lying on the same pillow as her and put a beautiful furry leg on her face. Otherwise, what do you think it is?

The little cutie looked at Astoria without blinking, and called out in confusion: "Meow... meow?" (Level 10 cat language translation: What are you looking at?)

Astoria sat up, her wavy blond hair scattered, and she actually looked a little more charming.

It's a pity that no one saw it, eh eh eh eh...

She took a look at the room. Although it was a little dim, she could still tell from the layout and the placement of the furniture that the room was unique, beautiful, and had an indescribable sense of comfort and relaxation.

Unlike the large manor in her family, every bedroom looks so old-fashioned.

This is true. The room that Harry envisioned was designed with the future in mind. It was simple, fashionable, and at the same time had a strong cultural connotation.

Living here will always keep you feeling fresh.

Astoria has already guessed where this is. There is a cute place, and it must be the room that Harry's brother mentioned that he was looking for in Hogwarts.

But I didn't expect it to be so nice and spacious.

She just thought it was similar to the Gryffindor dormitory.

Astoria held the little cutie in her arms. There was a pair of cute children's cotton slippers with crocodile mouths on the carpet beside the bed. She put on her shoes and walked towards the door of the bedroom where light shined through.

Outside is a very large living room, separated by a curtain with beads in series, dividing the entire space into two, and the curtains are tied up left and right.

On one side is a white sofa, a tea cabinet, and an enchanted plant. The plant is emitting light and sweet music, and each green leaf plays a musical instrument. This is a never-ending symphony orchestra, and they always sing along.

Lee's mood plays different music.

On the other side is the fireplace and a bookshelf occupying a corner, used as a study.

It was pitch black outside the window, and I didn’t know what time it was.

The interior of the house is yellowish in warm tones.

Harry was reading again, the red firelight reflecting on his face.

He is always like this, either reading or on the way to read.

Reading makes him happy.

Harry saw Astoria waking up, smiled slightly, pointed his wand towards the light on the roof, and the room became much brighter.

"Are you awake?" Harry asked a very unhelpful question.

"Yeah." Astoria also replied with a meaningless word.

"I was going to wake you up later, the Halloween party hasn't started yet."

"What? The party hasn't started yet." Astoria exclaimed, "But why do I feel like I have slept for a long, long time."

Harry said: "That's because you are drunk. You are obviously not good at drinking, but you still dare to drink so much."

Astoria smiled and said, "Hehe, it's my first time to drink wine too, and it's because the honey wine tastes so good."

"You." Harry didn't accuse her.

It is perfectly normal for wizards to be allowed to drink alcohol as a child.

Astoria stuck out her tongue.

She moved an armchair and sat next to Harry.

"My head still hurts a little." She wrinkled her face and rubbed her temples.

Harry used a "sanity and wisdom" magic on her.

"Huh." Astoria removed her hand and said in surprise: "It doesn't hurt at all. It's like I put an ice cube in my head. I feel refreshed."

Astoria carefully observed the structure of the room, and then suddenly approached Harry very intimately, her eyes moving around, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What's wrong, Astoria?" Harry could tell at a glance that she had something on her mind, and he was probably thinking about how to say it.

Astoria didn't panic when Harry told her the truth.

She blinked her big eyes and said endearingly: "Brother, can I live here?"

"It's much more comfortable here than the dormitory."

"Of course - you can." Harry said without any hesitation.

When it comes to the question of "animal" or "worse than an animal", Harry's choice is always so... unpretentious.

"ah!"

Astoria was stunned for a moment and hugged Harry happily: "I thought my brother would refuse, saying that he wanted to strengthen my will and make me endure more hardships and less ease and enjoyment. My father always said this.

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Harry said dotingly: "I am a person who likes to enjoy myself. How can I let my sister suffer?"

"Brother, you are so kind."

"Then where are we?" Astoria asked, "How do I get in here in the future?"

"This is a place on the eighth floor. From now on, as long as you come to the eighth floor and walk in front of the tapestry three times, thinking about returning to this house, you can come in."

"Ah, the eighth floor!"

Astoria said: "The stairs in Hogwarts are always moving, and I will definitely get lost. If I come back from school at night, I run to a deserted stairway, and then I can't find it.

What should I do when I get to the exit? I'm a little scared."

"That's true." Harry mused.

He and Astoria have different classes. Maybe while Harry is still in class, Astoria has no classes. She can't sit in the library while others return to the Gryffindor common room.

Wait for Harry.

"Yes, I have an idea." Harry said suddenly.

Harry's eyes were filled with joy, and he took out a silver pendant from a drawer. It was the amulet Astoria gave him when rumors of the secret room were prevalent last semester.

This is indeed a magic prop with an exorcism effect.

"Wait a moment."

Harry's wand sent a beam of light into the pendant, and the pendant crackled with dazzling light. The scene was very intense for a moment, like sparks flying during welding.

After the pendant returned to normal, Harry picked up the pendant and silently recited a few spells.

The pendant flickered for a moment and dimmed again.

"It's done."

Harry then stood behind Astoria and helped her hang the pendant around her neck.

Astoria played with something that originally belonged to her, raised her head, and said in confusion: "Brother, what is this?"

Harry looked exhausted. Making this thing had consumed one ten thousandth of his magic power. Harry had never been so "weak" before.

Harry waited 0.1 seconds to replenish his magic power, and was resurrected with full health again.

Merlin said: "Always maintaining abundant magic power is the basic duty of a wizard."

Harry said: "Have you ever heard of a 'portkey'? A magical item that can quickly transfer people from one space to another. This is a portkey."

Astoria held the pendant, clicked it a few times, but got no response, and then looked at Harry.

"What a little idiot."

"You are already in this destination space, so of course it won't have any effect. Moreover, this door key is encrypted, and there will be no reaction if you just touch it."

"Then how can I use it?" Astoria asked.

"You can come back here by saying the password 'Brother's Nest'."

Astoria looked at this pendant with new functions in wonder, and she couldn't wait to try it.

"It's almost time, we should go to the banquet." Harry said.

"Okay." Astoria responded.
Chapter completed!