Chapter 502: Erotic Breakfast

On Saturday, September 9, the weather finally changed from being gray and gloomy to being very sunny.

Harry was the first one to wake up in the dormitory, and he lay in bed for a while, watching the dust swirl in the ray of sunlight that filtered through the chinks in the four-poster curtains, and remembered with pleasure that today was Saturday.

The first week of the new term seemed to him to be endless, like an interminable History of Magic class.

He wrote a letter to Sirius, intending to tell him about Umbridge and the pain of his scar.

Just as he climbed out of the portrait hole and walked into the corridor, Nearly Headless Nick suddenly floated out of the wall in front of him and warned him to be careful of Peeves' ambush ahead - Peeves was planning to tease the next person who walked in front of the bust of Paraser in the middle of the corridor.

So, Harry decided to change his route and chose a longer but safer way to the Owl Shed. He walked past one window after another and could see the bright blue sky outside. His mood became better and better. He had to attend training later and finally he could return to the Quidditch field.

Just as he walked to the melancholy statue of Wilford, he met Mrs. Norris, a gray cat, one of the most hated creatures by the students of Hogwarts, who always reported to the administrator Filch.

It stared at him for a moment with its two yellow, bulbous eyes, then disappeared behind the statue of the melancholy Wilford.

"I didn't do anything bad." Harry shouted behind it. Looking at its appearance, it was undoubtedly a cat that was in a hurry to report to its owner, which made Harry confused. He didn't understand which school rule he had violated by just mailing a letter on Saturday.

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On the same day, Xie Ling also got up early.

At the Mianlong Society meeting last night, he was very excited to see so many new faces - the Mianlong Society now has him, Sharfu, Daphne and Susan, and there is no shortage of top combat power. And after successfully mastering the dragon riding tactics, Murray, Zhang Qiu, Astoria, the Carol sisters and others will also be a powerful backbone force.

Therefore, what the Sleeping Dragon Society really lacks is the junior wizards who can provide overall firepower and defense under the leadership of the leaders. When the difference in numbers is too large, it is enough to make up for the difference in strength and thus influence the direction of the war.

During the First Wizarding War, everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was an elite, but they were no match for the Death Eaters, whose number was twenty times theirs. As a result, a large number of elite talents - such as Fabian Prewett and Gideon Prewett - were killed by the Death Eaters who were outnumbered.

Although Schelling didn't know how many people there were in Walpurgis, he knew the total number of Aurors, Striker and Reconnaissance Team of the British Ministry of Magic - about 170 people.

If Walpurgis dared to take action openly, he must have been fully confident that he could deal with the strength of the British Ministry of Magic. In that case, Schelling's strength should also be based on this number of people as a reference, or even higher than this standard to ensure that there is no risk of error.

Unfortunately, it's not easy.

Almost all the young wizards in Slytherin have joined the Dragon Society, so it is difficult for them to develop. And now, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff have also been successfully infiltrated by the Dragon Society. In other words, only the young wizards in Gryffindor are left, which is the last territory that the Dragon Society cannot set foot in at Hogwarts.

Sherin walked out of the dormitory and came to the Slytherin common room. It was quiet all around, and the embers in the stove flickered with a dark red light, reflecting the messy shawl on the sofa and the scattered parchment on the table. It was obvious that someone stayed up late here last night.

Looking around, the entire underground lounge was quiet and deep, and it seemed that no one had woken up yet. This was not surprising, as most of the Slytherin wizards were Sherin's most loyal and fanatical supporters. Most of them had attended the Sleeping Dragon Society meeting last night, and it was not surprising that they were so excited by Sherin's inspiring words that they could not sleep.

He pushed open the stone door and walked towards the auditorium. There were already a few students eating in the hall, and the air was filled with the aroma of bacon and pumpkin juice. He randomly chose a seat and sat down. At this moment, an owl swooped down and dropped a copy of the latest Daily Prophet.

Schelling unfolded the newspaper. The cover headline was still a long and boring political news, which was nothing more than how Fudge boasted about his political achievements, and then the news that the bassist of the Weird Sisters singing group got married. He was about to flip through it casually, but his eyes were attracted by an inconspicuous section -

Sturgis Podmore was sentenced to six months in Azkaban following a trial yesterday for illegally entering the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries.

Xie Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at the short report thoughtfully. Podmore's fate was exactly the same as in the original book. Why was it that when the plot had obviously collapsed to such an extent, these things in the original book could still be forced to happen?

He had a hunch that this was no coincidence - there must be a hidden force, possibly Walpurgis, or some other unknown force, trying to obtain something from the Department of Mysteries.

He is a skilled chess player who likes to control the overall situation. He cannot allow such unknowns to appear on the chessboard, so understanding Podmore's purpose of sneaking into the Department of Mysteries has become Schelling's important goal.

Xie Lin sat at the Slytherin table, flipping through the Daily Prophet in his hand, but his attention was not on the newspaper. He had finished his breakfast long ago, but he did not get up and leave, but waited quietly. Sure enough, not long after, Zhang Qiu appeared at the Ravenclaw table. She sat down alone, hurriedly eating breakfast, with a bit of anxiety in her expression, as if she was rushing to do something important.

Xie Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, slowly stood up, walked towards her, and stopped her when she was about to stand up.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" he asked casually, his tone calm, as if he was just making a casual conversation.

Zhang Qiu was stunned by the sudden question, then he sighed and said in annoyance, "Today is my mother's birthday, but I completely forgot about it! I just used magic to make a gift and I'm going to rush to the Owl Shed to mail it."

Xie Lin was not surprised. Xie Lin, who was familiar with the original book, certainly remembered this incident. He even knew that Zhang Qiu would forget her mother's birthday, and in the original book, this was why she had a separate encounter with Harry in the Owl Shed.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from his arms and handed it to her, "This, for you."

Zhang Qiu was stunned, took it hesitantly, and looked at him with wide eyes: "...What?"

"This is a birthday gift for my aunt—" Xie Lin explained nonchalantly, "Tianfu Feather Hat, a brand from the French Fran Soft Hat Shop. I remember you said your mother likes navy blue the best."

Zhang Qiu covered his mouth in disbelief, tears already glistening in his eyes, "Oh my God, you actually know my mother's birthday, and even remember her favorite color——"

All along, the relationship between her and Xie Lin was that she was responsible for actively pursuing, and Xie Lin passively accepted. She really never thought that Xie Lin would do these things for her, and even be so considerate as to prepare gifts in advance.

Zhang Qiu stared at him blankly for a long time before she came to her senses. She opened the package, and the moment she saw the hat, her eyes suddenly widened - wasn't this the one that her mother had mentioned several times but she had not bought because of its high price?

A surge of warmth surged into Zhang Qiu's heart, and she could no longer control her emotions. She took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, grabbed Xie Lin's collar without hesitation, pulled him towards her, and kissed him fiercely.

Before Xie Ling could react, her hands had already wrapped around his neck like a snake, her fingers inserted into his black hair, holding the back of his head, as if she was afraid that he would pull away.

Xie Lin felt the eagerness in the beauty's heart, and he responded to the kiss gently. He slowly wrapped his arms around Zhang Qiu's slender waist and held her in his arms. The warmth of his palms gently soothed her back through the fabric.

Zhang Qiu was reluctant to let go for a long time, until his breathing became a little disordered, then he slightly pulled away, his nose almost touching Xie Lin's nose, and whispered softly: "Xie Lin...you are so considerate..."

Her breathing was still a little disordered, until she tilted her head slightly and glanced around inadvertently, then she suddenly realized - the two were still standing in the auditorium!

Her face suddenly flushed with shame. She was so excited that she forgot where she was and kissed Xie Ling in public...

She looked around quickly. Fortunately, it was still early and the auditorium was empty. Even the owl hadn't flown in yet. Otherwise, she would have been so embarrassed that she would have found a hole to crawl into.

She loosened her hands around Xie Lin's neck, took a half step back, bit her lips, her cheeks still burning. She didn't dare to look at Xie Lin's eyes, as if her actions just now were an impulse of her own.

"Uh...that..." Zhang Qiu hesitated, trying to sound calmer, but the shyness in her voice still revealed her mood.

Xie Lin looked at her red cheeks, a hint of smile flashed across his eyes. He calmly straightened his messed-up collar and said calmly, "Why, you weren't very proactive just now?"

Xie Lin said that, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. There were a few students in the auditorium, but he had just cast a powerful shielding magic silently in an instant, so that the passionate scene between the two could not be seen by outsiders. It was just that Zhang Qiu didn't know about it. And the reason why she couldn't see the students in the auditorium was that Xie Lin used mental magic to affect her vision.

Zhang Qiu glared at him fiercely, reached out and punched him on the chest, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Don't mention it!"

Xie Ling chuckled and said gently, "Let's go! I'll accompany you to the Owlery." (End of this chapter)