Chapter 338 Strengthening the Power of Love

Chen Bin asked to visit her parents many times, but she refused many times.

It was not until two years later that she finally took the initiative to invite Chen Bin to dinner, and then she knew that her family lived in a luxury house in Mid-Levels!

Luxury houses in Hong Kong are only about 200 square meters at most. The definition of a luxury house must be in a luxury residential area, and Mid-Levels is a landmark area, and it is also reflected in the price per square foot, that is, the price per square foot of a floor tile is higher than the toilet in Chen Bin's house.

Their family is not rich, but the father runs a small and medium-sized wholesale company, the mother is a lawyer, and her daughter has just become an accountant. This house was bought before the house price doubled several times, and they have lived there since before He Xiaomin was born.

Chen Bin finally understood why she had to let him come up for dinner after two years of dating.

She didn't look down on Chen Bin, but she was afraid that Chen Bin would break up with her.

From Chen Bin's words, he knew that he was a bit patriarchal in his bones, but he was very affectionate. If the feelings have not accumulated enough, he may not be able to bear the family gap and break up.

Yes, she had seen through Chen Bin's character. He was reluctant to break up, so he worked even harder. When Chen Weiguo urged them to get married, Chen Bin spent all his savings to buy a small house in Hong Kong Island for a better school network, and He Xiaomin didn't complain.

The following is the past that Kate probably knew, but Chen Bin just skipped it.

"You can calculate it. I am sixteen years older than her in this life. When their parents were young, they were often harassed by white people, so their family hated foreigners, especially the British. My congenital deficiency had already sentenced me to death."

Chen Bin's words made Katerina breathe a sigh of relief, and then she became nervous again. "But, when she comes here to study in college, will she..."

"I will notify the anti-witch decision-making group and send someone to protect her that time. I don't want to mobilize the Nama family to get involved with her, I... I..."

Chen Bin hesitated for a while and sighed: "I don't have the confidence to pursue her again. I can't bear the result of being rejected by her, and she is not the original her..."

"Don't think too much, let's take a rest." Kate turned off the lights and planned to perform the wife's mission to appease Chen Bin's emotions.

That night, the two tossed until almost dawn.

Kate decided not to mention this unmatched opponent again in her life.

This is a memory, a part of Chen Bin's soul, why compare with a memory?

The next day, Chen Bin returned to his funny personality and acted like a fool on the grass.

: "Katerina, it's so good to have no exams! Don't look at those nerds working so hard, their grades are destined not to be very good!"

ヾ(^ω^): "Yeah, yes, yes. Bin, do you want to sing for them? I'll pass you the microphone."

Their jokes spread throughout the castle through the loud spell, and the students felt that Katerina, the most beautiful and kindest in the school, had also changed, and was led astray by that bitch.

This time, Chen Bin also shot a string of super large letters over the castle, forming a sentence "I wish you a happy failure", which was played around the castle like a revolving lantern, raising the hatred value of all the students in the school to the maximum level!

The strongest lighting spell is not used to provoke, is it used to kill the enemy?

In this world, only Chen Bin is known to be able to project any string of letters in the air. If you have the guts, use the same method to provoke back!

Yes, Chen Bin turned the lighting spell into his original spell and transferred the resentment to the students. If there is resentment, explode together!

In the following days, Hogwarts entered a stormy preparation period, and there were only three days left before the exam week.

O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s candidates had a large number of epilepsy, some of them had cramps from practicing, and some had mental breakdowns.

This year's preparation was very stressful, and professors of all subjects also conducted hellish exams - except for Catalina, because getting an O in her class was useless, which was the consensus of the whole school.

However, Trelawney, who taught with her, was infected by the atmosphere and drilled students desperately like other professors.

"I've had enough!" Ron returned to the lounge and sat down on the armchair with a look of despair on his face.

"What happened?" Hermione handed him a bottle of orange juice, which was sent to his goddaughter by Isa yesterday.

There were only a few students in the lounge, and most of them were also reviewing frantically in the library. The library is now open until 1 a.m. to allow students to make the final sprint.

"Bin gave me the fifteenth set of past exams today. I'm about to vomit!" Ron complained while twisting the bottle cap.

"So did you get all A's?" Ron almost spit out the juice in his mouth when Hermione said this. "That's the N.E.W.T.s test paper! Oh my God! I'm only a sixth grader, how can I get an A?"

Hermione shook her head and pointed at herself. Ron understood immediately and was speechless. Why do you want to be abused in front of a pervert?

However, Hermione seemed to think that the blow was not severe enough and continued to rub salt into Ron's wounds. "Do you know that Dumbledore has registered Harry for five N.E.W.T.s exams? I heard that he got all A's in the five sets of past exams he did recently."

"Come on." Ron slumped in his chair, not wanting to compete with another pervert, even if that person was his best friend. "Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going? Who am I..."

"What are you reading?" Hermione couldn't hear his murmurs.

"Nothing, I often see Bin meditating like this, as if he has some magical power... Who am I? Where do I come from? And..."

Hermione didn't know whether to tell him that Chen Bin's state is usually the sequelae of convulsions, that is, the salted fish state he said, which has nothing to do with improving strength and learning.

"...Where do I come from? And I have to..." Ron maintained this Buddhist posture for a long time, and suddenly turned his head and asked: "Yes, why hasn't your boyfriend come back yet? Snape's guidance has always been very punctual, and I have never seen him extend the time."

Hermione thought about it, spread her hands and said: "I heard from Harry that there is a special guidance class with Dumbledore in the evening, and he will be back very late. Do you have something to talk to him about?"

"Nothing, I just want to talk to him about the tactical arrangement for next year."

Hermione didn't want to pay attention to this dead kid.

Ever since the Gryffindor Quidditch team won the championship, his tail has been up to the sky.

In Hogsmeade Village, a small house next to the Pig's Head Pub.

"Ah-ah--" Harry rolled on the bed with a distorted face, sweat had soaked his clothes, and bursts of smoke steamed up from his body.

Rosier couldn't bear it anymore, and drew out his wand to knock him out, but the old man with a short hair beside him held his arm. "You can't knock him out, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

"Villain, you said it was a little pain." Rosier conjured handcuffs to fix Harry's hands and feet on the bed, turned his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Does it look like a little?"

The old man with a short hair shrugged and said: "He just can't stand the pain."

A majestic voice came from the living room: "This kid has broken through 36 times in half a year and has never screamed like this. Are you sure it's not your problem?"

The old villain didn't dare to be so casual after hearing this, but his tone was still not very friendly. "I only make medicine. You have imprisoned me for almost a year. Let me go immediately after checking the effect."

Grindelwald wanted to stand up, but was pressed back by Dumbledore. "Old friend, there's no point in us getting anxious. Believe in him, and believe in Harry."

The old villain snorted coldly and walked back to his bedroom leisurely.

"Ah--I can't do it--Ah--" Harry continued to scream in the bedroom, and every scream seemed to cut off a piece of Dumbledore's flesh.

Grindelwald saw that his hands were also shaking, but he still pretended to be calm.

"As long as he survives tonight, Harry will never have to worry about being hurt by him..." Dumbledore muttered to himself.

The next day, Ron still didn't see Harry coming back.

He asked Chen Bin and Hermione, but no one told him where Harry was.

"Don't worry, he has a secret mission." Chen Bin made up a lie, and then took Kate away.

A day later, Harry still didn't come back.

Hermione also became worried, and blocked Professor McGonagall's office door with Ron.

"I don't know where he is either." Professor McGonagall shook her head and said, "The night before yesterday, Professor Dumbledore took him away, but they haven't come back until today."

"Will Bin know where they are?" Hermione asked anxiously.

McGonagall continued to shake her head and said, "I don't know either, you should ask him."

Unfortunately, they blocked the door of Chen Bin's dormitory, but Kate said that he had been missing since this morning.

They went back disappointed, and Kate closed the door of the dormitory. "Bin, you are so bad that you asked me to lie to them."

(..): "I don't want to, but I promised Dumbledore not to leak any information about this secret."

"Is Harry okay?" Kate said worriedly.

"It's really okay, just a little weird. It should be better tomorrow." After saying goodbye to Kate, Chen Bin climbed out the window and slipped away.

The next morning, Harry came to the examination room as scheduled.

Ron and Hermione finally relaxed when they saw him come back to take the exam.

However, no matter how they asked, Harry refused to say where he had been in the past two days.

It's not that he didn't want to say it, but he promised Dumbledore not to say it.

The night before, Professor Dumbledore told him that from now on his bloodline potential had reached its limit, and he could no longer take dragon blood potion for at least five years, and he needed to enter the accumulation stage to consolidate his magic power.

Then, he was taken to a small house in Hogsmeade, drank a potion that made his whole body ache, and was tortured for a whole day. If his limbs were not locked and his mouth was gagged, he might have committed suicide long ago.

Dumbledore had reminded him that this process would be painful, but when he really experienced it, he found that this pain was completely beyond his tolerance, and he even had hallucinations.

In the illusion, he saw his parents being tortured to death by Voldemort again and again, and then resurrected again and again, and tortured again.

After seeing so much, he went from crazy to numb, and from numb to desperate.

However, seeing his parents standing in front of him again and again, he experienced family affection again and again, and felt the feeling of being loved, which made him resist the pain that ordinary people could not bear again and again.