[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

With the new week ushering in, Sigrid continued to go to Professor Snape's office to deal with potion materials in the evening. According to Sigrid's estimation, the remaining aconite and bezoar supplies will be finished today.

Knocking on the door of the office, her dean was concentrating on making potions at the workbench. Sigrid knew enough not to interrupt, and went to the workbench opposite him to continue processing bezoars and aconite.

While she was concentrating on making the last few potion ingredients, her headmaster suddenly left the console and walked over.

Sigrid looked up when she heard footsteps.

Facing her dean at close range, she noticed that his black hair was more shiny than usual, his blue eyes were more obvious against the sallow complexion, and he had an indescribable strange smell on his body, which could be expected from him. The potion you are holding in your hand at this moment will be very unpleasant to drink.

"I have to go out for a while. Miss Stewart can go back on her own after processing the remaining materials." The dean looked at the remaining materials and whispered.

"Okay, Professor!" Sigrid could see that the dean was very tired at the moment, and she quickly nodded to express her understanding.

Sigrid endured her nervousness and watched Snape walk towards the door step by step.

Unexpectedly, the dean who opened the door turned to look at her and said, "The potion was handled well, Miss Stewart."

Before Sigrid, who was stunned on the spot, could react, the office door had already closed heavily.

Sigrid realized later that she was actually praised by the dean!

Sigrid was secretly happy in her heart. Thinking of the bad thing she was about to do, she felt nervous and guilty, and she suddenly had mixed feelings.

Sigrid walked to the dean's desk, looked around guiltily, and made sure that there was really no evidence such as portraits left before bending down and opening the top drawer.

The first drawer was filled with bottles and cans, and the Marauder's Map was definitely not there. She quickly closed it and didn't dare to look at it.

She continued to open the second drawer. Inside was a notebook with a pile of parchment underneath.

Sigrid was about to take out the notebook to look at the parchments underneath, but half of the photo fell out of the notebook.

A beautiful young witch with red hair and blue eyes. Her eyes were so dazzling that Sigrid always felt like she had seen her before somewhere.

The irregular edges can be seen to have been artificially torn off, and the other person in the photo does not appear in the photo.

Sigrid suddenly felt hot. She had no intention of inquiring into other people's privacy, not to mention that this person was her respected elder - her dean.

Sigrid put the photo back intact into the notebook and quickly closed it, focusing on the pile of parchment.

They were all letters. She didn't dare to read more. She flipped through them quickly and finally found the familiar Marauder's Map at the bottom.

Sigrid hurriedly put the fake map prepared in advance and restored the drawer to its original state. She walked back to her console with windy steps before she dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

She touched the parchment with her wand and said, "I solemnly swear that I have done no good." The map slowly emerged as before.

She carefully searched for traces of Professor Snape and found that his name stayed in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the third floor.

Professor Lupine's name was with him.

Why did the professor find him? Sigrid had always found Professor Snape to be very disgusting when she first met Professor Lupin.

Yes, disgust, even more than "Big Baotou" and "Peacock".

Confirming that Professor Snape would not come back at the moment, Sigrid boldly went to the console that Professor Snape had not tidied up.

There was still residual yellow-green potion in the crucible, which exuded a nauseating stench. There were some remaining materials on the table. Sigrid immediately recognized the oozing grass and werewolf blood.

Lying in bed at night, Sigrid could not sleep at night. She speculated that the potion that the dean had spent half a month brewing definitely contained a big secret.

The next day, Sigrid looked at her eyes that were still faintly bloodshot in the mirror and sighed that it was so painful to have insomnia.

Sigrid told Fred using her name tag last night that she had obtained the Marauder's Map, but she needed to borrow the map for a period of time.

After that, she declined two invitations from Fred to practice the Patronus Charm together, and searched the library for all the potions that used werewolf blood.

After all, werewolf blood is very special and is rarely used in potions.

Fred didn't have Quidditch practice on Thursday, so Sigrid went to Room 20 to find him with the results of her research.

Sigrid's mind was full of thoughts, thinking about how to share her reasonable speculation with Fred.

Fred finally met the girlfriend he had been longing for day and night, and he couldn't wait to hold her hand to get closer to her.

Unfortunately, the little witch obviously didn't miss him as much as he did. She put a few books and parchment in her hands on the table and sat across from him.

He took back his hand and opened the book on the table.

"I have a very surprising speculation to tell you!" Sigrid took a deep breath.

"What speculation?" Fred looked at her unsmiling expression and could only put away his unnecessary expression.

"I suspect there is a werewolf hiding in our school." Sigrid lowered her voice and expressed her speculation.

"Werewolf?" Fred was no stranger to this creature. It mostly appeared in the horror legends that scared little wizards in his childhood.

Sigrid nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Remus Lupin, he is very likely a werewolf!"

"Who?" Fred scratched his ears and suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Remus Lupin, he is very mysterious. He always looks like he hasn't slept. He is haggard, tired, and pale." Sigrid recalled the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in her mind.

"Honey, that doesn't mean anything. Maybe he's an insomniac." Fred disagreed.

"I found out that Professor Snape was brewing Wolfsbane potion, and he took the potion to find Lupin!" Sigrid said loudly, dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude.

"I think you are just biased against Professor Lupin. Although it is indeed too much for him to guide Neville to turn Snape into an old woman..." Fred remained calm on the surface, but secretly cheered for Professor Lupin in his heart. He is definitely the most popular person. Good Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Hmph!" Sigrid glared at Fred angrily, but finally said nothing and opened the book she brought - How to Identify Werewolves Around You.

She really didn't have sufficient evidence, but she had to find something to do with Lupine! Sigrid secretly made up her mind.

The good date turned into a silent confrontation. Fred stared at Sigrid opposite, who was frowning and reading a book, thinking, no, it took so long to see each other, how could it be wasted like this!

Sigrid was really upset by the fiery gaze from the other side. She couldn't help but raise her head angrily and asked, "Why are you looking at me!"

Unexpectedly, Fred next to him suddenly leaned over and kissed her. In the blink of an eye, their lips touched each other, making a splash.

"My...first kiss...is just...gone?" Sigrid raised her head and looked at Fred in shock and grievance.

Seeing her expression, Fred lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong? Are you wronged?"

Sigrid realized that her head was spinning and her face was hot, so she nodded obediently according to his words.

Unexpectedly, Fred also nodded and directly held her face with his hands, kissed her lips hard again, and made a "pop" sound when they separated.

After Fred's lips left, Sigrid looked at him in disbelief, extremely shy.

"Are you still aggrieved, baby?" Fred asked seriously, holding his little girlfriend's face as red as a tomato.

"Bad guy, let go," Sigrid said softly, trying to take away Fred's big hand that was still holding her face.

Fred looked at his little girlfriend's suppressed red face and watery face, as if she was about to cry in grievance, and couldn't help but want to make her cry.

So the evil wizard looked straight at the pitiful little witch with bright eyes and said "cry to me" and then kissed her again.

It was a long kiss. Fred carefully traced Sigrid's lips over and over again, until Sigrid lost the strength to struggle, could not breathe, and her mind went blank. Fred Then he reluctantly took away the hand that was holding Sigrid's face.

Sigrid's face turned red and she felt like she was going to explode...

He rushed out of the classroom without taking the books or quills on the table.

It wasn't until she was lying on the bed that her thoughts began to wander. It turned out that kissing was like this. She was so close that she could hear his breathing, the rolling sound of his throat, and even the thumping of his heartbeat.

Her first kiss was gone!

No more first kisses!

there is none left!

Sigrid tossed and turned in bed all night. The next day she looked in the mirror with eyes that were even redder than yesterday and covered with bloodshot eyes. She sighed again that it was so painful to have insomnia.

In the cafeteria the next day, Sigrid didn’t give Fred the slightest look.

The thought of Fred sharing the same lobby with her made her uncomfortable.

She was completely unprepared for the sudden kiss. Her performance at the time must have been too poor.

She even recalled with uncertainty whether she had forgotten to put on lipstick, what flavor it was, and what was wrong with him?

She had been listening to the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, her mind still replaying the moment when he kissed her, completely forgetting her determination to catch the werewolf.

A gust of wind blew in from the open window, which brought Sigrid back from her thoughts. She watched helplessly as a delicate little paper crane flew in from the window, circled in full circle, and landed accurately on her textbook.

Sigrid quickly covered it with her hands and looked guiltily at Professor Lupin. Fortunately, he was focused on interacting with the students.

Sigrid opened the note carefully.

There is a small green snake hovering in the upper left corner of the note, and the text reads: My dear little snake, can you stop being angry?

In the lower right corner of the signature is a humble man begging for forgiveness.

Sigrid couldn't help but laugh. Her name tag had become hot several times last night, but she resisted looking at it.

She wasn't ready to face him yet - a boyfriend who was a better kisser than she was!

During lunch break, Sigrid took off her name tag and thought for a long time before sending Fred a message "Halloween Hogsmeade"

Yes, Halloween is the day after tomorrow, and that day is still Saturday, the day they are going to Hogsmeade!

Recently, all the third years have been discussing Hogsmeade, even more than the Halloween dinner. Everyone has praised the small village as a holy place for wizards to check in.