[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

On November 11, the Ministry of Magic reopened the case of Sirius Black.

As the most influential newspaper in the wizarding world, the Daily Prophet spread this high-profile resolution to the entire British wizarding community almost as soon as the gavel of the ruling was struck.

The news on the front page of the Daily Prophet naturally spread to Hogwarts quickly. The final decision of the Ministry of Magic trial: Sirius Black was acquitted, restored to all his original identity and reputation, and had his wand returned. The real murderer, Peter Pedillo, will be permanently imprisoned in Azkaban and receive a kiss from the dementors.

In the photo on the front page, Sirius Black, who had a weathered look on his face, could vaguely see his high-spirited and handsome appearance when he was young. The principal and Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Lupine, who was supposed to be at the school, both appeared next to Black.

At the Gryffindor table, Li looked at the photo on the front page of the Daily Prophet and determined, "The Ministry of Magic is not pursuing Black's claim that Black is an illegal Animagus because they are afraid that Black will claim a huge amount of mental damages!"

"I'm more concerned about the poor guy who brought Peter Pedro into Hogwarts disguised as a pet than I am about Black." Ron looked around sympathetically.

"Maybe it's Neville, he lost his toad again!" Dean Thomas speculated.

"Why is your mouse missing? It couldn't be him, right?" Seamus Finnigan suddenly looked at Ron in confusion.

"Can't you see the white flowers on my chest? My Scabbers has gone to find Merlin!" Ron stroked the white flowers on his chest.

"Your Scabbers finally got eaten by Crookshanks?" inquired Seamus Finnigan.

"No, but it was just a little bit close. Fortunately, Fred and George saved it. They were worried that Scabbers would be eaten by Crookshanks and wanted to send it home. As a result, my mother sent me a letter today. Is Scabbers safe? Get over it and you're dead." Ron recalled his Scabbers. Although he was a lazy guy, he was really good at warming the bed.

"You're welcome Ron, we miss it too!" Fred, who had a keen hearing, interjected from a seat a few rows away.

"Pray for Scabbers!" George answered next to him.

The twins prayed in their hearts that Peter Pedro could live longer in Azkaban and receive the dementor's kiss every day.

"Hey, Fred, did you know you talked in your sleep last night?" George suddenly smiled evilly.

"What did I say?" Fred looked suspicious.

"You said: Professor Binsi, I know this question, and the answer is Nick Flamel" George imitated vividly.

"You must have heard wrong. I never talk in my sleep!" Fred shook his head and firmly denied it.

"So, did Professor Binsi give you extra points in the dream?" George continued to ask himself.

"No, Fred, you told us not to worry about the OLS exam, and now you're actually studying secretly behind our backs?" Li poked his head out from behind George and asked.

"I do think so..." Fred said bitterly, now even dating has become a sweet burden.

"What happened to your nails? Are they poisoned?" Seamus Finnigan noticed Fred's fingers and couldn't take his eyes away from the ten round and full black and purple fingernails!

"Fred is trying a prank!" Li quickly answered, seemingly quite satisfied with Fred's nails. "That's good, isn't it? They can't tease us with boring role-playing for the time being!"

"Oh, I thought it was so perverted that you, a man, joined the Nail Polish Girls!" Seamus Finnigan shrugged with disgust.

Fred covered George's mouth to prevent him from ruthlessly exposing his lies. Thinking back to the time when Sigrid grabbed his hands and applied nail polish one by one, he felt a sense of humiliation and powerlessness in his heart.

Regarding the devilish process of unexpectedly taking the owls exam, Fred only persisted for a week before he could no longer stand it. His lovely girlfriend turned into a shrewd creditor.

He couldn't help but think back to Saturday's date.

Let's follow Fred and go back to 2 days ago.

"Why would you choose to use a devil's net to trap the enemy in the desert? If you take your first-grade herbal medicine class with your brain, you will also know that it likes a dark and humid living environment, and the sun-baked Gobi is its natural enemy!" Sig Lid looked at him with hatred.

"The furry ones that like to stick their tongues into wizards' noses are velvets, not slugs! If Professor Snape sees your answer, he will make you deal with slugs for a month!" Sigrid was disgusted. Throw him his Herbology homework.

"Why are you looking at me? Why don't you write it down quickly?" Sigrid looked at Fred who was looking at her sadly.

"I finally know what Big Bat teaches you every week!" Fred quickly held the quill and lowered his head and whispered.

Fred just remembered the first question, and the "little bat" next to him scolded again, "I thought the mistakes in herbalism were low-level enough. How could you not even Muggles be able to make potions?" Do not know at all?"

"Please, "On Occult Philosophy" is a book by Cornelius Agrippa. I'm surprised you don't know. Haven't you collected her chocolate frog cards?" "Little Bat" looked at him sympathetically.

"Her card is a rare card...I have never drawn one in my life!" Fred defended guiltily.

"How pitiful, Fred! I have a whole set of Chocolate Frog cards when I was 8 years old. I will send them to you when I get home at Christmas! I will check the 101 wizards in the cards one by one before the exam!" Sigrid Demanded fiercely.

Fred sighed, if he had known he would have shut up!

"So you can even confuse the astrological chart of Gemini with that of Aquarius?" Sigrid pouted dissatisfied.

I am very angry. It turns out that the Geminid meteor shower you gave me for Halloween was mine...

Sigrid closed his homework and supported his head with one arm in distress. According to her preliminary assessment: her boyfriend's attitude was unsatisfactory, his grades were seriously partial, his practice was careless, and his paper was basically off topic.

She reflected feebly, "I seem to have too high expectations for you. I just read in the "owls candidate exchange area" that since the founding of Hogwarts, only single-digit seniors have received 12 owls. Your two brothers They are all 12, I thought you also inherited the talent!”

She was no longer angry and complaining, but suddenly looked at him with sympathy, as if he was a mentally retarded person in need of care. His girlfriend comforted him gently, "There is a proverb that says the nine sons of a dragon are different from each other. Don't be sad. I am too impatient. I will take the plan back and revise it again!"

Sigrid packed her things and got up, giving her boyfriend a comforting hug before going out. "Don't worry, Fred, although you have missed the opportunity for the stupid bird to fly first, you have to believe that diligence can make up for failure!"

Fred was stunned in place with a look of disbelief. His IQ was actually pitied by his girlfriend? He considers himself one of the smartest people in the Weasley family, but in the eyes of his girlfriend, he is not as good as Bill and Percy, two nerds, which hurts his self-esteem.

Fred quickly grabbed his girlfriend who was about to go back and change the plan, and repeatedly promised, "I didn't perform well this time. Don't lower your requirements. I'll be fine!" What a joke, how could he admit defeat in front of his girlfriend!

"Are you really okay? Maybe even your little sister knows more theoretical knowledge than you..." Sigrid stared at him suspiciously.

"Christmas! Come back by Christmas at the latest! I will definitely impress you!" Fred promised again and again.

Sigrid nodded in agreement, and before going out, she gently advised him, "Don't push yourself too hard, Fred!"

After closing the door, Sigrid raised her lips with satisfaction. The forum will not deceive me. The goal of "stimulating my boyfriend's fighting spirit" has been achieved!

Sigrid's "alternative" encouragement had an immediate effect, and Fred, who didn't want to be looked down upon by his girlfriend, began to devote himself to his studies.

He encouraged himself to "just treat it as a game to get more owl, so that Bill and Percy's eyes will be blown away, and his girlfriend will worship him with starry eyes!"

After paying close attention to Fred, who was starting to get angry, George closed the "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century" that was densely packed with labels in his hand, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Come on, let's see who of us can shock everyone's jaws!"

When the Weasley twins regarded passing owl as a competitive game, in the learning atmosphere of chasing each other, the time came to December 12th, and the Christmas vacation was coming.

The Weasley children still chose to stay in school for Christmas this year. The night before Sigrid left, she couldn't refuse and took Fred, who was immersed in the joy of gaining knowledge, to go on a date in the Black Lake.

"How are you spending Christmas?" Thinking of being separated for half a month, Sigrid reluctantly snuggled into her boyfriend's arms.

"Read early in the morning, do homework and study theory at noon, do practice in the afternoon, and consolidate the day's learning results in the evening!" Fred hugged her and stroked her back, still thinking about the "Encyclopedia of Ingredients" he had just read. , very good, basically remembered it in my mind!

"You only focus on studying and don't have time to think about me?" Sigrid shook off his arms and looked at him hurt.

"Of course I miss you, every moment!" Fred quickly woke up and made up for his faux pas, "If I didn't miss you, I wouldn't be able to stick to my study plan for even one second!"

Sigrid, who was coaxed by her boyfriend's disgusting words of love, awkwardly hummed a few words through her nose, "Let your owls scores speak for themselves!"

"What? You want me to kiss you?" Fred looked at his girlfriend's arrogant look and couldn't help teasing her.

"I didn't!" Sigrid looked at Fred with a smirk on his face and raised his voice to deny.

Fred bowed slightly and took his little girlfriend's hand. Sigrid tilted her head and sulked, clenching her hands into fists to prevent him from holding her.

"Really? Don't you miss me? I'm hurt, little snake!" Fred whined in a low voice, while gently and unyieldingly he opened her wrists one by one, and inserted his five fingers between the fingers. middle.

Fred held his girlfriend's hand and put it on his heart, "Did you hear it? My heartbeat?"

"You are my sweetheart, beating with my heart. The first time I saw you, I knew I was doomed. I want to turn you into a little Barbie doll and take it with me everywhere..." Fred said to his girlfriend He pressed his head on his chest to let her listen to his heartbeat, and blurted out sweet words without any teacher.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Sigrid pushed away the warm embrace and shouted stop repeatedly. It was so foul to open her mouth with such disgusting love words!

"Don't you want to hear it? Then tell her you want me to kiss you." Fred approached her and said seductively.

Looking at Sigrid's cheeks that were gradually stained, Fred continued to feel numb, "What should I do? I like my little snake so much that I love it so much..."

Sigrid pulled his tie in shame and ordered, "Shut up! Kiss me! Now!"

Fred shut up obediently, bowed his head and kissed his girlfriend's stubborn yet soft lips. By the quiet black lake, the gentle evening breeze caressed the hems of their clothes, and the hazy moonlight illuminated the lovers' faces. Everything was just perfect!