Chapter 41 Plans Can't Keep Up with Changes
Chapter 41 Plans Can't Keep Up with Changes
In a corner of the banquet hall, two handsome young men were chatting animatedly. Their figures stood out under the lights, as if the entire hall's focus was on them.
One of the boys was wearing a black suit, a white shirt with a delicate dark green tie at the collar, his hair was neatly combed, and his eyes were deep and captivating.
His lips curled slightly upward, carrying a confident smile that was captivating.
The other boy was wearing a blue men's suit. The suit was well-tailored with smooth and natural lines. The collar featured a classic suit collar design, which was simple and elegant, showcasing the boy's competence and confidence.
His hair was a little messy, but it added a touch of unruliness, making him seem full of energy and creativity.
Their conversations covered a wide range of topics, from work and life to hobbies and future plans.
Their voices are deep and magnetic, making people feel very comfortable.
During their conversation, they frequently teased each other, making each other laugh.
Suddenly, one of the boys looked up, glanced at his watch, and said to the other boy, "It's getting late, we should go." The other boy nodded, shook hands with him, and they left the banquet hall together.
Their figures faded into the distance under the lights, leaving behind a beautiful memory.
[Gold: Ding—Contact with the target Tom Marvolo Riddle has been completed; Rewards: 100 Bond Points, 100 Experience Points, 10 Favorability Points, 1 Luck Point, 20 Galleons]
This time travel was truly worthwhile! Now all that's left is the main character, Harry Potter. I wonder what kind of surprise he'll give me next year.
Upon leaving Malfoy Manor, I chose to return to real time.
As I traveled back in time, Severus's memories changed. On the day he was humiliated by the four raiders, a blurry figure appeared and protected him. He felt that the figure was very familiar, but he was trapped in a fog and couldn't see it clearly.
Actually, I did some tricks. I blurred the system for the big spender. I planned to completely change Severus's bad memories and then make them clear again.
I felt very tired when I got back, so I washed up and went to bed.
I don't know if it's because I met Voldemort, but I actually had a dream today, even though I never dream.
On an endless expanse of water, a peach tree grows. The petals of the peach blossoms are gently blown by an invisible wind, and they drift one by one onto the water's surface.
Ten large fruits grew on the peach tree, some with a pale pinkish glow, and others with a bright red sheen.
There was one inside that was originally light pink, but it suddenly turned white rapidly and even started to turn black. I tried to reach out and stop it, but I was startled awake.
What's going on? What kind of dream is this? A nightmare, right?
My heart is pounding. No, tomorrow is still a holiday. I think I can still make another trip through time.
I'm going to visit Lao Fu's Memory Museum tomorrow, so I pulled up the covers and lay down to catch up on sleep.
But things didn't go as planned. After getting up at 6 a.m. to tidy myself up, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Halfway through, Cedric Diggory and Oliver Wood walked into the kitchen, chatting and laughing. The three of us just stared at each other for a moment, stunned.
"Ayers, are you up this early?" Oliver Wood was quicker to react.
"Yeah, I'm used to going to bed this early, I can't fall asleep at that time." I continued what I was doing. Luckily, I had already prepared their portions, otherwise there wouldn't be enough for them to eat since they suddenly appeared like this.
“You’re really up early. I wouldn’t be up this early if we didn’t have Quidditch training.” Cedric Diggory slowly walked to my side, took a plate from the side and handed it to me, filling the pot with dumplings.
Yes, I made dumplings today. It felt like I hadn't had them in a long time, so I wanted to make a pot of dumplings for breakfast. They were filled with cabbage and pork, which I think everyone can eat.
"You two eat first. I made a lot today. You need to consume a lot of energy, so eat more." He piled their plates high, and filled his own plate to the brim.
I don't know if it's because I have dragon blood that I need more calories in my food. I used to eat very little, but now I'm eating almost the same amount as two people.
"The new recruits will be joining Quidditch training this week. The Geminis haven't shown up yet; I wonder if they'll be late." Oliver Wood still can't use chopsticks, but he eats incredibly fast. He eats one fork at a time, and as soon as one is in his mouth, he's already eating another. His eating habits are so ridiculous; it's like watching a giant version of Ronnie.
“Our Badgeryard is a bit more lenient; the focus is on participation, so you won’t be trained too harshly.” Cedric ate much more elegantly, though his pace wasn’t slow either.
Of course, there's no comparison to Oliver Wood. Didn't you see that Oliver Wood went and added another plate to his collection?
"Senior Oliver, could you please change the Quidditch practice time?" Fred finally arrived in the kitchen, his clothes casually draped over his shoulders. Luckily, he hadn't made a mistake by showing up here, or the little wizards passing by would have laughed themselves to death.
“Yeah, Oliver, I feel like I’m about to fall apart.” George followed closely behind Fred, with the limp Dara on me, and I pulled him into my arms to keep him from falling.
"You two seem to have been tortured when you joined Quidditch." He straightened George's clothes with one hand, then helped Fred up and tidied his messy clothes, then helped them both into chairs with one hand each, and served them some food.
"I suddenly realize that Ayers is stronger than both of you. Why don't you join Quidditch, Ayers?" Oliver Wood, who had finished eating, looked at the three of us and suddenly asked if we wanted to play Quidditch.
"Senior Oliver, have you forgotten which college I'm from?" He sat down and watched the Gemini leisurely eating breakfast, then tugged at the snake emblem on his tie.
“Exactly, Oliver, your suggestion is basically pushing Ayers into a snake pit, into the Slytherin team.” Fred finally regained his energy; eating something delicious made him more energetic.
"Senior Oliver, Ayers's joining the Quidditch team, are you willing to go against him? We'll definitely go easy on him," George said, chatting as he ate.
"Thank you so much." She smiled at the twins.
"By the way, is Ayers coming to watch our Quidditch practice today? It's Gryffindor and Hufflepuff practicing together." Cedric Diggory, who was resting after finishing his meal, extended an invitation, asking if I wanted to watch their Quidditch practice.
"Okay, then let's go together after you finish eating." The house-elf then gave the remaining dumplings to the other potential partners.
We walked together to the Quidditch pitch.
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