Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

It's one day late... It has nothing to do with the main storyline, it's just a illogical and slacking off side story.

If you are not interested, you can skip it without affecting your viewing experience.

School is about to start. I wish you all academic success. (*^-^*)

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"The Hogwarts Qixi Garden Party, a cultural exchange project sponsored by a mysterious Eastern wizard, is now open!"

A banner with glittering rose gold letters was hung outside the auditorium door, and several house-elves dressed like Little Yue Lao were dancing in the air, pulling red strings.

The air was filled with the sweet aroma of brown sugar mixed with feather-leaf flowers, and the garden party was lively in the twilight.

Amanda stood outside the Slytherin common room, wearing a long green satin dress with tiny starbursts and silver snakes embroidered on the hem. As soon as she came out, she was grabbed by Harry.

"Quick! Look at my battle suit today! Isn't it very festive?"

Harry was wearing a robe with a mess of colorful stars and hearts on it. As he spoke, he turned around confidently. The colorful magic robe was fluttering with rotating hearts, which was obviously the work of Luna.

Amanta's eyes were calm. "Which store's promotional mascot are you?"

"Hey, what do you know! This is the limited edition Qixi Festival outfit Luna put together for me." He patted my shoulder seriously, "I heard that dressing like this today will attract the person you like to confess their love to me!"

"...She doesn't want you to stay away from her, does she?"

Draco walked down the stairs slowly, brushing the non-existent dust off his collar with his fingers, looked at Harry, and interrupted lazily.

"You look like a cursed mass of marshmallow."

"Your attack is ineffective." Harry snorted indifferently. "Anyway, Luna and I are partners tonight."

Amanta turned around and glanced at Draco's outfit today.

An emerald green shirt, a jet-black waisted trench coat, and a silver family emblem on his chest, he exuded an air of nobility.

She asked casually, "Who are you going to the garden party with today?"

Draco's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Who said I was going."

Harry: "...You're not going dressed like this? You might as well say you're going to a fashion lecture."

Just then, a figure came from the corner.

"Oh?"

Julius, dressed in a white shirt and black cape, nonchalantly twirled a blue rose between his fingers.

He tilted his head and smiled, his dark eyes appearing unusually dim under the light.

"I heard there's a tacit understanding challenge game at the garden party. It's quite interesting."

Amanta's expression didn't change, but her peripheral vision caught Draco's jawline instantly tense.

Harry clapped his hands. "Yeah, yeah, that's the game. Everyone hides a piece of candy, and whoever guesses where the other person hides it gets to—"

"Kiss who?" Draco's tone turned colder, his eyes moving to the flowers in Julius's hand, "Are you going to give this flower to him?"

"Well." Julius smiled with an ambiguous smile. "I want to give it to the most dazzling girl today."

There was silence in the air for two seconds.

Harry's eyes darted between the two of them for a few times before he couldn't help but say, "Actually... I think I'm quite dazzling!"

"You don't count." Julius said bluntly.

"Hey--"

"I'm not going to play this." Amanta said coldly.

"Then come to the garden party too." Luna appeared out of nowhere, holding a bunch of balloons in her hands. "Harry and I are going to participate in the Qixi Festival tacit understanding challenge."

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Garden party scene.

Snape sat behind the potion stall, handing out bottles of pink sparkling water that looked like love potions with an expressionless face, and then took one shiny gold Galleon after another.

Sirius stood aside, beaming with joy: "As expected, you can earn more in the sea, Sif."

"Shut up, Blake."

He took Sirius's outstretched hand in his.

"Don't touch my shelf."

"Just taking a look." Sirius smiled as brightly as the sun and quietly took a bottle of potion from under Snape's desk.

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On the other side, the tacit understanding challenge competition is in full swing.

Luna pulled Harry onto the stage, and the two described to each other where the other had placed the candies, but they were all wrong.

"I think you're hiding in your left shoe!"

"I'm hiding in your trouser pocket!"

“…When did you start?!”

Hermione sighed and shook her head as she watched the chaos. "Is this a tacit understanding challenge? A breakup challenge is more like it..."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the stage, Cedric was taking pictures of Harry and Luna when three girls confessed their love to him one after another. He apologized and backed away, grabbing onto Amanta who was nearby like a lifeline.

"...Aren't you going to join anyone?" he asked with a smile. "You've been watching them."

Amanta said calmly, "I just came to see the excitement."

*

Just as she was about to sit down, someone grabbed her wrist.

Draco whispered in his ear, "Would you like to join us?"

"I said I don't play."

"If you don't tell me, then I'll go with someone else." His eyes were burning and his tone was light, but with a bit of rogue arrogance.

Amanta stared at him: "How dare you——"

He smiled and whispered in her ear: "Then come on stage with me."

Julius happened to hear this as he passed by. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes: "Why bother? It's not that she doesn't want to participate, she just doesn't want to be with you."

"Shut up." Draco said unkindly.

Harry fell off the stage and yelled, "No, this is a lousy challenge. Let's go to the Tangram Market! I heard that you can experience the mysterious customs of Eastern wizards there—"

Amanta finally smiled.

"Let's go."

*

The Qiqiao Market is set up on the lawn outside the Forbidden Forest. A whole map of the Vega constellation has been projected onto the sky screen, with flickering lights and shadows.

Harry stood in front of the sign with a puzzled look on his face and read it out loud:

"Oriental Traditional Magic Customs Experience Area—Sponsored by the Songshan Shenyuan Sorcerer Academy?"

"Is this the Eastern School of Magic?" Hermione frowned.

"The point is, why do we English wizards participate in the Weaver Girl Worship?" Draco said in shock. "Are we supposed to weave our own clothes? Or embroider them?"

"I think it suits you very well," Harry said casually. "Your clothes have the most embroidery."

Draco: "...can you say that again?"

Julius leaned against a pillar nearby, his eyes gleaming with interest as he surveyed the spider's web-spinning booth.

"Let me see. Cast the spider's web. If it forms before tomorrow morning, it means you are the most skillful witch... What a mysterious symbol."

"This is called superstition." Hermione was holding a book called "A Study of the Mysterious Eastern Qixi Witch Customs".

"Well... I think this is the romance of Eastern wizards." Luna sat beside the fruit tower with a gifted feather fan in her hand, looking up at the lotus lanterns floating in the air.

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The begging for skill segment.

Rules: Use magic to thread the needle in the air and quickly complete the galaxy map.

Amanta raised her wand and silver threads flew out from the tip of the wand, forming a string of exquisite patterns in the air, like the starlight threads thrown by the Weaver Girl.

"Finish."

"You cheated." Draco said indignantly.

"I didn't cheat, you were just too slow." Amanta glanced at him.

"I just... disdain this kind of childish game." He turned his head and quietly unbuttoned his shirt sleeves. "Can't you see that my fingers are too long to operate it?"

Julius leaned forward at an inopportune moment, his smile unclear.

"Really? But I'm also quite good at handicrafts."

*

Worship the Weaver Girl.

Rules: Each wizard must take a piece of star sand and make a wish to Vega in the sky. The wish must not be heard by others, otherwise it will not work.

"Can I pray that she will like me forever?" Harry asked quietly as he stood at the edge of the line.

"You already said it." Neville reminded.

Harry: "..."

Amanta threw out the star sand and glanced at the people standing not far away under the Vega star.

*

Eat chocolate.

Rules: The magic icing is made from Snape's potion, some of which contain truth powder. The person who eats it must answer the question.

Harry ate the first one: "My sweetheart is... Lou cough cough!"

Luna: "Let me try it, which one gives you the most headache? It must be the pollen of mistletoe..."

Cedric ate ​​an osmanthus fruit and said, "The one I want to kiss the most is... Qiu." A faint pink appeared on his face.

Draco frowned, looked around, and shook the chocolate in his hand next to his ear, hesitant.

Julius came closer, startling him: "What the hell are you doing?"

"I wouldn't try it," Julius said with a slow smile.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This is a mysterious proverb from the East."

*

Worship Kuixing.

"I want to participate in this!" Neville raised his hand, holding a star-shaped blueberry candy in his hand.

"You want to be a civil servant at the Ministry of Magic, too?" asked Harry.

"I just...want to be smart."

"You're already great, Neville," Hermione said seriously.

Draco walked up to the statue of Kuixing and took a look at it.

"I don't care about that," he said. "Ministry jobs are paid for through donations."

*

The star lights in Qiqiao Market gradually went out, and the brightest moment of Vega appeared in the sky.

Young boys and girls make strange wishes based on Eastern legends, but they take them very seriously, as if the galaxy can really guide them towards the future they want.

Not far away, Dumbledore was watching this scene with a smile.

"That's great," he said to Professor McGonagall beside him, "Youth is so charming. I always want to rush towards the future."

“Many years later, you will realize that this moment is the best time.”

END.