"ah!"

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on this luxurious room.

Diana, who was lying on the quilt, screamed and woke up from the nightmare.

She covered her head, feeling a splitting headache.

Diana nervously checked her body, climbed out of bed and stood in front of the mirror.

Her hair was scattered and full of charm, and the corners of her mouth were broken for some reason... Diana suddenly thought of some bad things.

She quickly lifted up her skirt, and her knees were slightly worn.

Her body was weak and aching all over, as if she was about to fall apart. She didn't know what kind of impact she had experienced.

Diana began to think about what happened last night, but she went blank, with no useful memory at all.

Hazy and vague, she seemed to have had an unforgettable dream.

In the dream, she seemed to be flying into the clouds, and her body was not under her control. Sometimes she was light and airy, and sometimes she felt heavy.

In the end, the only thing she remembered was a pair of eyes.

Under the deep night sky, a pair of cold eyes like cold stars looked down at her condescendingly.

Diana looked at herself in the mirror numbly and shed tears silently.

She was extremely sure that she must have been violated by Harry.

She bit her lip, then took off the torn clothes she was wearing and put on another set of her favorite red skirt.

Walked out of the room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked down the stairs, she saw the person she least wanted to see sitting in the living room.

On the table in front of him were two bottles of red and blue liquid.

But looking at his face, he looked so indifferent, as if he had completely forgotten what happened last night.

Diana wanted to bite Harry's flesh and drink Harry's blood.

She walked over, was silent for a moment, and asked: "How old are you this year?"

This question was one of the few questions Harry least wanted to face.

Harry said unhappily: "It's fourteen years since summer vacation."

"What! I thought you were seventeen or eighteen years old."

"Then I have committed a crime! No, I am obviously the victim, right? I was forced! No, the law stipulates that as long as I am under the age of fourteen, I am committing a crime no matter what."

"Why is this like this, wuwuwu..." Diana was about to cry without tears.

I actually lost my virginity to a boy who was not yet fourteen years old.

"It's baffling," Harry said.

"Here are two bottles of magic potion that may change your future."

"The red one is called the love potion. Its effect... Let me tell you a story about the witch Merope Gaunt and the old Muggle Tom Riddle..."

"...As long as you let other men drink this bottle of medicine, it's just the most basic thing to fall hopelessly in love with you. I actually think that the love potion essentially controls other people's minds, because you will be in the heart of the person who drinks the potion.

, his elevated status is equivalent to that of a god, you can completely control him, and he will not resist any orders given to him."

"The blue one is called, uh... the life-restarting medicine. Drink it and the traces you leave behind will disappear in everyone's memory. You will not exist in any Muggle impression on the earth.

, when they see your newspaper news, they will directly filter it out."

"Either of these two bottles of medicine can change the original trajectory of your life. With the first bottle, you can control Charles and make him devoted to you. With the second bottle, you can change your identity and start everything over. In this way, you will never

Engagement breakups will happen again, and you are unlikely to get into a car accident again. Choose one."

It was something that could drive any Muggle crazy, and something that was extremely important to Diana, but she didn't show that much excitement.

She bit her lip and said, "Is this compensation for me?"

Harry was confused as to why he couldn't keep up with Diana's thoughts.

Seeing that Harry didn't speak, Diana thought that he had admitted the incident, which made her feel even more sour.

She picked up the bottle of blue potion and held it tightly: "How I long to start over, but my relatives and friends have forgotten me, but I can't forget them, so I feel too lonely."

She slowly let go of her hand, put down the blue bottle, and picked up the bottle of pink potion.

"It's just that you don't mind if I use this love potion?"

"What?"

Diana was secretly sad, what a cold man, (harmony) ruthless.

Harry said: "Originally, this kind of medicine requires wizards to use magic spells, but yours is a simplified version, specially produced for squibs, but there is one thing you must pay attention to, that is "pour it to someone with your own hands", which is quite

If you are touched by someone else during a magic ritual, your goal will be controlled by someone else."

"It's amazing. What if a man touches the potion I poured for him?" Diana asked, then curiously opened the bottle cap.

"What do you think, even if it is a male dog, he will fall in love with that dog."

"What are you doing, stop it!" Harry shouted.

Diana was startled and quickly closed the lid.

But it was a little too late. When she curiously smelled the strange aroma in the bottle, a wisp of pink smoke slowly rose from the bottle, and she smelled it.

"Are you okay?" Harry looked at Diana suspiciously, wanting to make sure she was still normal.

"It's okay." Diana chuckled. A touch of tenderness flashed in her eyes.

"Oh, that's fine..." Harry's tone seemed to be relaxed, but there still seemed to be a little... regret?

Hey, man...

When Harry left, Diana looked at his back, her body felt a little hot, and she opened her mouth to try to keep him.

"What's wrong with me?" Diana felt a little uneasy.

In the darkness, Harry smiled softly.

Kindly help Diana? Forget it, when did he become so kind?

He just wanted to see if Diana's death trajectory would change.

Could there be a more perfect guinea pig than Diana?

…

The four-day holiday passed quickly.

It's time to part ways.

This was what Diana had in mind. She didn't know why she used the word "parting" to describe Harry and the others' departure.

Shouldn't I long for this demon to disappear?

When she saw them standing on the back of the black dragon, which flapped its wings and lifted its claws off the ground, forming a strong wind and about to go away in the next moment, Diana couldn't help but ask: "What if I want to see you again?"

,what to do?"

Hermione said sourly: "Zhang Qiu, do you feel that Diana's feelings for Harry have been warming up rapidly in the past few days?"

Astoria said with a smile: "Brother is so good, there will definitely be many women who like him."

Hermione rubbed Astoria's little face and said viciously: "Just wait until your brother is abducted by another woman."

Harry glanced at Diana suspiciously. We are not familiar with each other. What are you doing with this reluctant farewell?

but……

Harry opened his palm, and a golden coin was spinning on his fingertips.

He fired a railgun... Uh, no, he flicked it lightly, and the coin fell from a high altitude and landed accurately in Diana's soft little hands.

Harry said: "If you miss me, call my name. But don't call me late at night when you have just finished taking a shower, hahahaha..."

Diana held the coin and when she looked up again, they could no longer see clearly. There was only a gradually blurring black spot in the distant sky.

…

When Diana returned to the villa, her face was no longer as weak and shy as Harry and the others were at this time.

But the noble and elegant British rose.

"Fina, prepare for the cruise, we are going back to London."

"Yes, Princess." Fina said.

"Wait." Diana called her housekeeper.

"Any other instructions?"

"There is no need to tell anyone about Harry and his companions' unintentional arrival."

Fina looked at Diana strangely and said, "Princess, who is Harry?"

"You..." Diana said softly: "It's okay, go and get ready."

Fina retreated.

…

When Diana's cruise ship sailed through the Thames and docked at Teddington Pier in the Port of London.

Countless newspaper reporters and people have surrounded the place.

When Diana stepped off the cruise ship, reporters from The Times, The Daily Telegraph, The Daily Mail and other newspapers rushed up to her and were surrounded by bodyguards.

She was not surprised by this scene.

The long microphone was handed over one after another, and the noisy voice rang in her ears.

"Princess, are you traveling this time because you were ostracized by the royal family and are you going out to relax?"

"Princess, while you were away from the UK, Prince Charles and Camilla were photographed riding horses at the racecourse. What do you think?"

"..."

These problems bothered her very much.

She frowned and couldn't help but put her hands on her chest.

There, she took off the expensive diamond necklace she was wearing and replaced it with a simple golden coin.

When she touched the firm coin under her clothes, Diana felt relieved.

She relaxed her brows and smiled slightly: "No comment."

Then she walked confidently and beautifully towards the ceremonial car that came to greet her.
Chapter completed!