June 1, 1994.

Today is the first day of exam week.

In the early morning, Harry carefully put aside Astoria, who was completely naked and had gotten into Harry's clothes.

Summer is here, and Astoria has a bad habit.

She would always kick off all her clothes in a daze in the middle of the night, then bury her head in Harry's shirt, press against him tightly, and then push forward like a little insect.

For comfort, Harry wears very loose pajamas.

Astoria is so petite that her head can almost peek out from Harry's clothes, and her skin is close to each other inside, like a conjoined twin.

Every day she would use her two little squabs to wake Harry up, making him miserable and happy.

Astoria was too young. She had hardly changed from two years ago to now, and Harry really couldn't do anything.

…

After getting up, Helena was making a hearty and delicious breakfast.

She is no longer wearing her classic dress that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but clothes full of modern flavor - maid outfit.

Harry had this idea since he saw Diana's maid.

A maid must have a maid's wife.

So he strongly asked Helena to change her dress.

Helena couldn't resist, so she reluctantly agreed to Harry's shameless request.

Of course, Harry did not agree with the standard maid outfit. He asked Helena to wear the kind of maid outfit from a certain small island country in a certain movie and TV show, which was super short and full of sentimental aura.

Helena is a soul, and her clothes are part of her soul, so she can change them as she pleases.

As soon as Harry walked into the living room, he saw Helena bending over and placing plates with nutritious breakfast.

She had no idea how charming she was, especially since she had unparalleled beauty. She was humming a song with a happy face at the moment.

Harry was in puberty. He had just come from Astoria, where he could only look at her but not eat. He was full of evil and saw Helena's bulging figure.

I feel a fire rising in my heart.

Helena noticed something was wrong from Harry's aggressive gaze. She quickly stood up straight, bit her lip, and gently used her little hands to pull down the short skirt at the back. Unfortunately, the other side was raised again.

Got up.

But not only did this not extinguish Harry's flames, but her weak look made her even more attractive, making people want to ravage her.

Harry moved closer to her, and Helena quickly stepped back.

He was holding a tray across his chest in his hand and said timidly: "No, no, no..."

"I am a ghost and you are a human being. If you come close to me, it will burn me, especially since you have an energy that makes me hurt..."

Harry didn't say anything and sat on the sofa.

Helena breathed a sigh of relief, and then she started working again.

"I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this?" Harry's annoyed voice sounded.

"What?" Helena raised her head and asked in confusion.

But he was stunned for a moment.

She looked at Harry in shock: "You...how did you..."

Harry was still leaning on the sofa quietly, but there was another Harry whose body was emitting white light, standing in front of her.

Harry looked at Helena with a smile and said, "As long as my soul escapes, that's all."

Helena had a premonition that something was bad, so she put down the plate in her hand and ran away through the wall.

However, how could she be Harry's opponent? Harry reached out and grabbed her.

At the moment when souls and bodies touched, Harry couldn't help but shudder.

Harry wanted to sing loudly: This is the feeling of boiling sheep~~~

He didn't know what it felt like to be ecstatic after smoking du, but compared to how he felt now, it was probably less than one millionth.

Helena was even more unbearable. Almost instantly, her legs went limp and she was held in Harry's arms.

Helena's eyes were blurry: "What's going on?"

Harry put his arms around Helena and leaned forward to kiss her.

Spiritual fusion.

Helena refused: "Don't...um..."

"Ah...ummm...I'm so hot...um, I'm going to melt...it's so hot..."

Harry chuckled and said, "As long as it's not broken."

His hands were squeezing Helena back and forth at the same time. Every time he squeezed, Helena would make an extremely suppressed moan, like a kitten's cry.

They didn't notice that the two people were actually emitting a faint light.

After a long time, Harry reluctantly let go of Helena.

Helena's tears were streaming down her face, and she said in a low voice: "You...animal, you won't even let go of ghosts..."

Harry's soul returned to its original position, overlapped with his body, and stood up, as if he was still recalling the feeling just now.

Seeing Helena crying, he was very happy. He picked up a fork and forked a piece of fried ham, which was soft, tender and juicy, stuffed it into his mouth, and explained to himself: "Today is Children's Day, who is it?"

Not a child yet? All mistakes should be forgiven."

Helena was furious.

"Helena, did Harry bully you again?" Zhang Qiu came out of the bedroom and saw many transparent tears flowing at Helena's feet.

"I'm fine." Helena wiped away her tears and said firmly, and those tears melted into her body again.

"Zhang Qiu, come and have a meal. We have an exam later, so you have to perform well." Helena encouraged Zhang Qiu pitifully.

"Alas..." Zhang Qiu wanted to complain for Helena, but for some reason, she always looked at Harry secretly from Helena and felt that she seemed... enjoying it?

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In the morning, the third-grade students took the Transfiguration class first.

Principal McGonagall asked many questions, and the last one was the most difficult, which required turning dead things into living things and turning a teapot into a turtle.

Coming out of the Transfiguration class examination room, the students were all listless and pale.

This was just the first exam, and they began to fear the next exam. If it was so difficult, they would have to take it again.

Hermione was also worried: "Harry, for the turtle question, I originally wanted to turn into a three-stringed giant eagle-billed mud turtle, but I made a mistake and turned into a donut turtle. Will Professor McGonagall fail me?"

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The students behind him who were discussing their grades vomited blood.

What do you mean? Some of their turtles still have tails that look like pot spouts, some turtles can still emit steam, and some turtles still have teapot patterns on their shells... This is called failure.

Harry said: "I don't know, I even put a picture of Riverside During the Qingming Festival on the turtle's back. I wonder if Professor McGonagall thinks my transfiguration skills need to be improved."

A group of wizards behind them: "Σ(￣□￣--)..."

In the afternoon, there is the Charms exam.

Sure enough, as Zhang Qiu said, Professor Flitwick was taking the exam for the Happy Charm.

Hermione easily achieved the top spot.

After dinner, the students hurried back to the common room.

They have no time to rest, but want to seize the last night to review the subjects that will be tested tomorrow, Care of Magical Creatures, Potions, and Astronomy.
Chapter completed!