Chapter 213 The Mysterious Man Only Harry Can See
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Vincent, who sang a song after dinner and did some exercise, was very satisfied.
Draco and Blaise were exhausted, and Crabbe and Goyle were almost too.
One against four, complete victory.
"Stop!" Mag yelled, and Vincent stood there obediently.
"Mr. Wayne, your performance is 'great'!"
The last syllable lasted so long that all the students shivered subconsciously.
"Professor, I haven't finished singing yet."
Vincent walked back nonchalantly.
McGonagall suddenly smiled, "I invite the next one, the piano solo brought by Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang."
The left foot straddling the stage stepped on the air, seeing that he was about to fall, but he recovered his balance naturally.
He turned around and bowed in all directions, as if he had just stepped off the stage to thank him after a performance.
As expected of being the leader of the Hogwarts Atmosphere Group, there was no embarrassment or bluntness at all.
"President Wayne is amazing!" the twins cheered like little fans.
Vincent waved to them both, and sat gracefully in front of his tent.
Neville next to him dropped his jaw in shock, "How on earth did you do it?"
"Confidence, you have to have confidence in yourself."
"Oh." He scratched his head, "Is this what James said about the aura of a strong man?"
Vincent twitched the corner of his mouth, "Almost, you can think so."
Neville wanted to continue asking, but Qiu's piano sounded.
Very soothing, very relaxing intro.
Also very familiar.
Hermione knew it was the key of D major in "Canon".
Compared with the hustle and bustle just now, only the sound of Qiu playing the piano remained in the audience.
Harry was the most engrossed.
She is beautiful, gentle, and can play the piano.
The last piano sound fell, and there was a full half minute of silence before thunderous applause broke out.
Cho stood up and thanked the students politely.
"The next one, please, is the Charming Show by Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff."
When passing by Qiu, Cedric expressed his admiration for the piano music to her.
"Great piece, your practice was not in vain."
"Thank you, I am also looking forward to your performance."
Harry at the bottom gradually lost his smile, "Is Digory very good?"
Ron nodded. "Their house is near ours. My mother used to use him to motivate Fred and George to work."
He shivered suddenly, "Now, she will definitely compare Vincent to me."
"So that's the case." Harry's expression returned to normal.
Cedric on the stage bowed first, and then quickly drew out his wand.
12 [-]/[-] inches, ash, unicorn wool core.
He murmured a spell under his breath, and raised his wand aloft over the auto-playing instrument.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
Cedric stepped on the dance steps and drew shiny lines in front of him with a wand in his hand.
A shield with four cute animals inside.
The Hogwarts school emblem had just appeared, and the students all applauded spontaneously.
Harry clapped his little hands, but looked away a little.
Excellent is really excellent, no wonder he dared to talk to him.
After the school badge was completed, Cedric raised his hand and shot it into the night sky.
Under the dazzling light, he whispered a spell again.
The lines began to rearrange, forming a huge castle.
Ron looked down at Charlie's wand.
The same ash wood, the same unicorn wool core.
"Harry, why do you think the gap between people is so big?"
"Eh—" Harry froze.
He knew he was jealous too.
This feeling is quite uncomfortable, like being swallowed by something.
"One day, we will be as good as him."
Ron pouted, "That's true, after all, he entered school two years earlier than us."
Harry smiled and said nothing more.
If you really try, it's not a total failure.
When he looked back at the past with admiring eyes, he inadvertently caught sight of a black figure.
Those incomparably cold eyes made his hair stand on end in an instant.
"Ron, look over there!"
Ron, who looked in the direction of the finger, was confused.
Except for tall trees, there is nothing left.
Harry was confused too.
He took off his glasses, wiped them and put them back on.
No, nothing.
Just when he thought he was dazzled, the figure appeared again in the blink of an eye.
"Ron, did you see that!"
"No."
"Impossible!" As soon as he turned his head, the figure disappeared.
"I obviously—" Harry was pretty sure he wasn't dazzled just now.
three times,
four times.
That person seemed to be doing it on purpose, and only appeared when he looked over every time.
"Nothing, Harry."
Ron looked impatient, "Maybe it's just the reflection from your glasses."
"No, I've seen him four-five times!"
This sound alarmed Simo and Dean nearby.
They also looked in the direction, but the result they got was exactly the same as Ron's.
Really nothing?
Harry tried to describe those eyes to them. "He was cold, even colder than Snape."
"Okay." Seamus turned his head back, "This at least proves that the mysterious figure that entered your eyes was not Snape lying in the school hospital."
Dean looked up at the gorgeous fireworks under the night sky, "It's probably a centaur, or an acromander."
Although he didn't say it directly, the meaning has been expressed clearly.
No one wanted to trust Harry, not even Ron, his best friend.
His mind is in a mess now, and he can't figure out why such a strange thing happened to him.
"It appeared again, seven times!"
Vincent, who was a little far away, looked over.
It was pitch black, and indeed nothing could be seen.
But when you think about it carefully, it's very reasonable.
He pretended not to know anything, and applauded Cedric at the end of the performance.
"The next one, please, is a puppet show by Derian Pusey of Slytherin."
As soon as Pussey went up, he gave Vincent a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Woo—" the twins led the way with hisses.
"Quiet!" Mag swept over the booing students one by one.
Pussy on the stage raised her face triumphantly.
He drew his wand and transformed the piano into a bunch of slender figures the size of arms.
Some of them are wearing red clothes, some are wearing green clothes.
There is a capital letter on each villain's clothes.
The one with red clothes and blonde hair is "V",
The one with green clothes and blonde hair is "D".
"A long time ago, there was a bully who always bullied his classmates..."
Vincent rolled his eyes on the spot.
This is no longer a hint.
Pussy controlled the letter V villain and kicked a lot of villains in green clothes, "He is unreasonable, he is rude!"
The letter D villain was not knocked down, but bravely stood up again.
"Evil will be defeated!"
Under his provocative voice, the villain with the letter V was surrounded by a large group of villains in green clothes.
Putting aside the private goods that were included, the fighting scenes are quite exciting.
But Harry wasn't in the mood at all.
Even if it's a comeback performance in autumn, they don't necessarily pay attention to the stage.
Because that weird black shadow and those extremely cold eyes appeared in his line of sight again.
……
……
Draco and Blaise were exhausted, and Crabbe and Goyle were almost too.
One against four, complete victory.
"Stop!" Mag yelled, and Vincent stood there obediently.
"Mr. Wayne, your performance is 'great'!"
The last syllable lasted so long that all the students shivered subconsciously.
"Professor, I haven't finished singing yet."
Vincent walked back nonchalantly.
McGonagall suddenly smiled, "I invite the next one, the piano solo brought by Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang."
The left foot straddling the stage stepped on the air, seeing that he was about to fall, but he recovered his balance naturally.
He turned around and bowed in all directions, as if he had just stepped off the stage to thank him after a performance.
As expected of being the leader of the Hogwarts Atmosphere Group, there was no embarrassment or bluntness at all.
"President Wayne is amazing!" the twins cheered like little fans.
Vincent waved to them both, and sat gracefully in front of his tent.
Neville next to him dropped his jaw in shock, "How on earth did you do it?"
"Confidence, you have to have confidence in yourself."
"Oh." He scratched his head, "Is this what James said about the aura of a strong man?"
Vincent twitched the corner of his mouth, "Almost, you can think so."
Neville wanted to continue asking, but Qiu's piano sounded.
Very soothing, very relaxing intro.
Also very familiar.
Hermione knew it was the key of D major in "Canon".
Compared with the hustle and bustle just now, only the sound of Qiu playing the piano remained in the audience.
Harry was the most engrossed.
She is beautiful, gentle, and can play the piano.
The last piano sound fell, and there was a full half minute of silence before thunderous applause broke out.
Cho stood up and thanked the students politely.
"The next one, please, is the Charming Show by Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff."
When passing by Qiu, Cedric expressed his admiration for the piano music to her.
"Great piece, your practice was not in vain."
"Thank you, I am also looking forward to your performance."
Harry at the bottom gradually lost his smile, "Is Digory very good?"
Ron nodded. "Their house is near ours. My mother used to use him to motivate Fred and George to work."
He shivered suddenly, "Now, she will definitely compare Vincent to me."
"So that's the case." Harry's expression returned to normal.
Cedric on the stage bowed first, and then quickly drew out his wand.
12 [-]/[-] inches, ash, unicorn wool core.
He murmured a spell under his breath, and raised his wand aloft over the auto-playing instrument.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
Cedric stepped on the dance steps and drew shiny lines in front of him with a wand in his hand.
A shield with four cute animals inside.
The Hogwarts school emblem had just appeared, and the students all applauded spontaneously.
Harry clapped his little hands, but looked away a little.
Excellent is really excellent, no wonder he dared to talk to him.
After the school badge was completed, Cedric raised his hand and shot it into the night sky.
Under the dazzling light, he whispered a spell again.
The lines began to rearrange, forming a huge castle.
Ron looked down at Charlie's wand.
The same ash wood, the same unicorn wool core.
"Harry, why do you think the gap between people is so big?"
"Eh—" Harry froze.
He knew he was jealous too.
This feeling is quite uncomfortable, like being swallowed by something.
"One day, we will be as good as him."
Ron pouted, "That's true, after all, he entered school two years earlier than us."
Harry smiled and said nothing more.
If you really try, it's not a total failure.
When he looked back at the past with admiring eyes, he inadvertently caught sight of a black figure.
Those incomparably cold eyes made his hair stand on end in an instant.
"Ron, look over there!"
Ron, who looked in the direction of the finger, was confused.
Except for tall trees, there is nothing left.
Harry was confused too.
He took off his glasses, wiped them and put them back on.
No, nothing.
Just when he thought he was dazzled, the figure appeared again in the blink of an eye.
"Ron, did you see that!"
"No."
"Impossible!" As soon as he turned his head, the figure disappeared.
"I obviously—" Harry was pretty sure he wasn't dazzled just now.
three times,
four times.
That person seemed to be doing it on purpose, and only appeared when he looked over every time.
"Nothing, Harry."
Ron looked impatient, "Maybe it's just the reflection from your glasses."
"No, I've seen him four-five times!"
This sound alarmed Simo and Dean nearby.
They also looked in the direction, but the result they got was exactly the same as Ron's.
Really nothing?
Harry tried to describe those eyes to them. "He was cold, even colder than Snape."
"Okay." Seamus turned his head back, "This at least proves that the mysterious figure that entered your eyes was not Snape lying in the school hospital."
Dean looked up at the gorgeous fireworks under the night sky, "It's probably a centaur, or an acromander."
Although he didn't say it directly, the meaning has been expressed clearly.
No one wanted to trust Harry, not even Ron, his best friend.
His mind is in a mess now, and he can't figure out why such a strange thing happened to him.
"It appeared again, seven times!"
Vincent, who was a little far away, looked over.
It was pitch black, and indeed nothing could be seen.
But when you think about it carefully, it's very reasonable.
He pretended not to know anything, and applauded Cedric at the end of the performance.
"The next one, please, is a puppet show by Derian Pusey of Slytherin."
As soon as Pussey went up, he gave Vincent a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Woo—" the twins led the way with hisses.
"Quiet!" Mag swept over the booing students one by one.
Pussy on the stage raised her face triumphantly.
He drew his wand and transformed the piano into a bunch of slender figures the size of arms.
Some of them are wearing red clothes, some are wearing green clothes.
There is a capital letter on each villain's clothes.
The one with red clothes and blonde hair is "V",
The one with green clothes and blonde hair is "D".
"A long time ago, there was a bully who always bullied his classmates..."
Vincent rolled his eyes on the spot.
This is no longer a hint.
Pussy controlled the letter V villain and kicked a lot of villains in green clothes, "He is unreasonable, he is rude!"
The letter D villain was not knocked down, but bravely stood up again.
"Evil will be defeated!"
Under his provocative voice, the villain with the letter V was surrounded by a large group of villains in green clothes.
Putting aside the private goods that were included, the fighting scenes are quite exciting.
But Harry wasn't in the mood at all.
Even if it's a comeback performance in autumn, they don't necessarily pay attention to the stage.
Because that weird black shadow and those extremely cold eyes appeared in his line of sight again.
……
……
