Harry Potter I Am Death

The music greatly stimulated people's senses, making the students on the dance floor completely forget their fatigue.

Normally, this time should be the time when Ron slept the most soundly, and now he is dancing with Lavender.

Harry, too, completely forgot about the embarrassment of the ball, dancing like an old man with a convulsion.

Draco sat aside with Astoria, enjoying the food on the table.

Astoria's face was a little pale, and she seemed to be a little exhausted from dancing just now.

"You should eat more, you will be tired after just jumping a few times." Draco kept stuffing all kinds of food on Astoria's plate.

Astoria was also fed a whole piece of cake by Draco, this somewhat gentle girl didn't remind Draco to cut everything from the cake.

The girl's mouth was swollen, and she smiled cutely while looking at Draco who kept stuffing her with food.

"Why did you eat a cake and get it all over your face?" Draco wiped off a small piece of cream on the tip of Astoria's nose with a look of disgust on his face.

"This is delicious... This one is also good... Dad took me to eat it before, this one is good..."

Astoria watched her plates pile up higher and higher, her mouth mumbled, "Ummmmmm..."

"What do you say?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu...", Astoria was a little anxious to say it, and couldn't swallow the cake in her mouth.

On the other hand, Eli suffered the same treatment.

"This looks good... this is good... eat more, look at your skinny", Hermione murmured, stuffing food into Eli's mouth, and when she couldn't fit it, she piled it on the plate.

Eli was so overwhelmed that he rolled his eyes a little, and his mouth was still full.

"Here, eat this," Hermione excitedly used a fork to make a big elbow as big as Eli's face.

Eli stared at Hermione in disbelief, as if to say, "You really want me to eat this?"

Hermione didn't see the fear in Eli's eyes at all, and there was an old mother's smile on her face.

He stuffed his big elbow into Eli's mouth.

Eli waved his hands again and again, "I can't, I can't..."

Hermione smiled contentedly when the plates were emptied, and Eli rolled his eyes as he lay back in the chair with his stomach outstretched.

No one wanted to disturb the happy atmosphere, and the dance continued.

People went back to rest one after another, and Eli was supported by Draco back to the Slytherin lounge.

"How much did you eat..." Draco asked helplessly, looking at Eli who was lying on the bed half dead.

"A little bit...a little bit...", Eli only felt that it was difficult to speak.

The next day, when Eli got out of bed, Draco walked in.

"Go to the auditorium for breakfast?"

"Earlier...yue...", as soon as the image of food appeared in Eli's mind, his stomach couldn't help but churn.

"I'm not active in eating, I have a problem with my brain..." Draco walked out while cursing.

By the time Eli was fully washed, the morning was past, morning at best.

I moved my muscles and bones, stretched my waist long, I really danced too crazy yesterday.

Leaving the basement of Slytherin, Eli came to the corridor of the castle.

Britain is always cloudy and rainy, the weather is like the face of Myrtle, and it will get gloomy at any time, so it seems more like Krum's face?

The cold wind from the Atlantic made Eli wake up a lot in an instant. Looking at the endless mountains and forests in the distance, everything was so peaceful and peaceful.

The thick white snow covers the fallen leaves and the earth together, gestating the spring of the coming year.

"Eli, do you want to go to the library?", a familiar voice sounded from the ear, and the good mood of the day started from this moment.

"I'm not going, and neither are you," Eli patted Hermione on the head.

"why?"

Eli laughed and looked at Hermione, "You are going to read, some people want to see you"

Hermione hit Eli several times with the book in her hand angrily, "Stop talking nonsense."

Eli took the book from Hermione's hand and flipped through it casually.

"Do you really think Krum took the fan group to read the book?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "So what, you don't need to make a choice in the future that you might throw off the roof"

Hearing Hermione's resentful words, Eli scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hehehe..."

"How's your game preparation going? And Harry"

Hermione was a little worried. After all, the first level was a lively fire dragon, and the second level was definitely not that easy, but it was impossible to ask Eli to give up now.

"The clues have been found, this time the game should be in the Black Lake"

Eli leaned out of the railing (don't study), and he could still see the Black Lake in the distance, but now the Black Lake was a vast expanse of white, covered with ice and snow.

According to the movie in the previous life, the warrior needs to dive into the Black Lake, pass through a group of Grindyllos, and rescue his important person.

Eli looked at Hermione, and it was highly likely that Hermione was the one he wanted to save this time.

"Black Lake? No one knows what's in there. I heard that there is a group of Grindylos in it. Those guys are no easier to deal with than fire dragons in groups in the water!"

Eli patted Hermione on the head again, "Don't worry, they can't hurt me and Harry, many magics can deal with them"

Hermione wanted to say something more, but looking at the smiling Eli, she knew that instead of hitting his confidence at this time, she might as well support him quietly.

Hermione sighed, and followed Eli's example and leaned on the railing.

"What about Harry? He doesn't know as many spells as you do"

"He's my brother, of course I will teach him. Besides, with me at that time, the aquatic products in the lake won't hurt us"

Eli suddenly thought of whether to bring some fish up?

Hermione stopped talking, she knew that Eli must have a solution, he can even deal with fire dragons, but she just couldn't completely let go of her mind.

Neither of them spoke, lying on the railing, quietly watching the snowflakes fall.

Snow is always unique, the whole world is white, the trees are white, the houses are white, and the people walking in the snow are also white.

But this kind of scenery is not monotonous. The mountains and jungles in the distance are like the splashed ink leaving blank, with a wonderful artistic conception.

"Almost forgot," Eli fiddled with himself, took out two pocket watches, and handed one to Hermione, "Merry Christmas"

Hermione opened the pocket watch, and was pleasantly surprised to find that on the watch hands, the tops of the hour and minute hands were the heads of Eli and her respectively.

Each scale is not time, but a different state, just like the clock in the Weasley family.

"Thank you," Hermione clutched the silver pocket watch tightly in her hand.

In winter, there is a little more warmth.

"Eli, Hermione, come down and have a snowball fight!"

A broken voice yelled, Eli and Hermione looked downstairs unhappily, Harry, Ron, and Draco looked at them like three turnips in the snow.

"Smash you heartless people to death," Eli pulled Hermione and ran down.