"Ah!"
Suddenly, Harry, who was quietly "savoring" a tangyuan, let out a sharp cry. The next moment, everyone watched in shock as he frantically searched for water. As he scrambled for a cup, his fair little face turned beet red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and beads of sweat instantly burst forth from his forehead.
"Oh ~ looks like someone hit the chili-flavored tangyuan. Not bad luck at all, though—this means your days ahead will be fiery and prosperous!" Without missing a beat, Ye Feng quietly placed his bitten tangyuan back into his bowl, casually picked up the bowl belonging to Hermione, who was sitting right beside him, and took a large gulp of the syrup inside.
Chapter 98