novelraw Chapter 81 Embarrassed?
Chapter 81 Embarrassed?
Contrary to his gentle and gentle appearance, Tom is actually a good flyer - a school public broom can fly almost as brilliantly as Harley's famous broom.
It looked, like he grew up with the broom, something even Harley couldn't do. *
And Captain Davis, the Quidditch madman, suddenly fell into a dilemma-who should be the Seeker between Harley and Tom.
"No, no, of course I don't want to take Harry's place." He winked at Harry, "Miss Potter is a genius. I'm willing to bow down."
Harley was not moved by the other party's spirit, "Don't call me 'Miss Potter', just call me Harley... But, are you sure? Of course we need the best people in the most suitable positions, I Don't mind if I can continue to be a seeker. A hitter would be a good fit for me, too."
She hasn't punched bad guys this year, and she hasn't exercised much.
"How can you make a lady do such a dangerous thing." Tom bowed to Harry, "I'm fine playing the Chaser position, and scoring offensively can bring me more satisfaction."
"Then you may not have much chance to be satisfied," shrugged Jennifer, the beater of the Thunderbird Academy Quidditch team. She is a fifth grader who is almost as muscular as Amazon's sisters, with natural red hair. "When Harley was training, she was able to catch the Snitch within 10 minutes almost every time."
"So Halle is a rare genius," Tom looked at Halle with radiance in his eyes, "and I am willing to be an unknown green leaf by her side."
Not only Harley, but even Jennifer trembled. She patted Tom on the shoulder, "Are you chasing Harley? This technique...is very retro..."
"If you receive a love poem written by him one day, I won't be surprised at all." Jennifer then covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to Halle, "You must let me observe and observe."
"And you're sure to read it in the common room," Harry said, rolling his eyes. "That's not kind."
*************
Queenie, who had been chasing papers in the library from afternoon to night, also showed a distorted expression after listening to the episode of the Quidditch trials.
"He's not really chasing you," Queenie shook her head, as if she had a lot of experience in the relationship between men and women. "He just complimented you, but he didn't take any action. Some boys are like this, they only flirt, but they never show it." , let the girls think wildly - the worse thing is that he may flirt with many other girls in places you don't know, the kind that radiates love to the world. You have to hold on, and you can't be shaken." Queenie was filled with righteous indignation.
"When did you know so much?" Harry stuck out his tongue and started to pack his schoolbag. The curfew was about to come, and the administrator had already started to chase people away.
"It's just that he's like this every day...it's really embarrassing." Walking in the corridor outside the library, Harry slumped his shoulders, complaining sincerely to Queenie.
Back in the dormitory, Harley sorted out the textbooks and materials needed for Potions class tomorrow, as well as the papers to be handed in, but found that her second-year textbook was missing.
"I probably forgot it in the library. I'll check to see if I can get it back. Forgot my textbook? I can fully imagine how Professor Snape would comment on my 'extremely stupid' behavior."
Queenie shrank her neck. She hadn't finished her homework yet, so she could only wave the quill at Harry, "Go, go, be safe."
At night, Ilvermorny Castle shrouded in moonlight had a special kind of tranquility. Harry walked retrogradely in the flow of people rushing back to the dormitory from the library—all of them were fifth grade students who were about to take their grade exams.One by one, they shuffled, their faces full of exhaustion.
Whether you are a No-Maj or a wizard, you have to bear the burden of schoolwork and the pressure of entering a higher school.
The closer you got to the library, the fewer students were still wandering around, and Harry was almost the only one left—not good news, the library was probably closed.
She turned a corner of the castle, and was suddenly stopped by a voice behind her.
"Hey, Harry, wait... where are you going?"
It's Tom Smith, holding a stack of books, by the way, he's also in fifth grade.
"Um, hello, Tom." Harry nodded politely. "I'm just going back to the library. I forgot a book there."
"Is it this one?" Tom handed out a familiar Potions textbook to Harry. "The library is closed. I was the last one to leave. I found it by accident by passing a certain table."
"Yes...uh, thank you." Harry smiled gratefully at him, but was frightened by Tom's meaningful eyes. She scratched her hair, "Then... I'm going back to the dormitory, and it should be almost past curfew."
"I saved you the time to go back to the library." Tom tilted his head and looked at her with interest, which made Harry suddenly have a bad feeling, "So, can you give me a chance to go with you?" A walk around the Quidditch pitch? You flew so well today, it opened my eyes, imagine you asking for some flying tips. Can you teach me?"
This is so fake...
"Don't be humble, Tom, you fly much better than me." Although the action is very strange.It seemed that he was carrying the broom rather than the broom carrying him.But still amazing.
"Then I can teach you." Tom blinked and said innocently.
Harry sighed and looked around. At this time, they were in a deserted corner of the castle, only the moonlight cast their long shadows on the corridor.
"Why do you pay so much attention to me?" She decided to confront the other party directly.Being coy and shy is not her style.
"Because I like you." There was a faint smile on the corner of Tom's mouth.
It's definitely not a smile of love, but... a smile of confidence that must be won.
"Why? We've only known each other for a few days."
It's not that Harley is so unconfident about herself, it's just that she can't see any look of affection in the other's prudent black eyes.
In his playboy state, Uncle Byblos is not distracted when he flirts with famous ladies and models.
"Does something as simple as 'like' require a complex explanation?" Tom asked rhetorically.
"I think so." Harry shrugged, arms folded, as if he wouldn't stop until he got an answer.
What kind of true love should be...Harry still doesn't understand...but still feels that it shouldn't be like Tom.
Maybe it should be like Uncle Bruce and Catwoman, chasing after each other under silent tension?Looking at each other silently in the dark rain?
Then kiss with dry wood and fire?
The hands are getting lower and lower?lean down and lean down...
Harley never told Uncle Bruce that she, who escorted the victim home in advance that day, was "unfortunate" to see the whole process when she rushed to the meeting point agreed with Batman...
Hiding behind the dripping stone, her eyes widened in fright.
It turns out that Batman and Catwoman are actually in this relationship!
But suddenly a lot of things were explained...
"Here, I suggest you open one eye and close one eye. Or simply close both eyes. Anyway, I am, I can't see." Brother Dick said to the confused and shocked Halle at breakfast one day later .
"I kissed Catwoman." Brother Jason said casually while nibbling on toast.
"Who would believe it!" Brother Tim snorted lightly.
"In the dream," Jason shrugged, "I said to her, 'Which onion is Batman?' And I kissed Catwoman. And then we rode a wonderful unicorn with dyslexia. The beast flew away”*
"Evil..." Damian put down his glass, losing his appetite, "It's disgusting, Todd. I didn't expect your sex/fantasy to be so tasteless!"
……
Well, that's the end of the flashbacks, now Harley's first priority is to get rid of this strange Tom Smith.
"Tom, I hope you don't misunderstand what I'm going to say next - first of all, thank you for liking me," Halle said with a serious expression, "but I'm only 12 years old. You can chase girls your age, Jennifer is Red hair, if you like it. And, it's not my real hair color."
"Actually, I like the way your black hair looks - with your green eyes. And your hair now hides your stunningly beautiful eyes."
He reached out to pluck Harry's bangs.
"How do you know that my original hair color is black..." Harry asked suspiciously while avoiding the other's fingers.But at this moment her back was firmly pressed against the brick wall of the castle, and there was no way to retreat.
unacceptable!Are you going to beat him up? !
Harry was still hesitating to do it when Tom's fingers brushed the tips of her bangs.
"Hiss..." Tom, who was almost beaten by Harry, suddenly withdrew his fingers quickly and stuffed them into the pocket of his school uniform robe.
"It's nothing, I cut my finger while manipulating the potion today." Tom smiled, his brows tensed, "I forgot, because your eyes are too charming."
The author has something to say:
* Xiaofu can do decathlon, flying is no problem.Isn't Voldemort able to fly without any tools? In hp7, the Order of the Phoenix was terrified.It is assumed here that he has already started to study similar magic. ("Hogwarts' best student in centuries" is not covered.)
*Awkward chatting Xiaofu dare not touch Harley now, he is protected by blood magic and will burn.
*Jason’s words were spoken by himself in Outlaws...Rebirth of Red Hood and Outlaws Volume 15