[HP]Love and Hogwarts

"No, that's not right," Fred pulled Kahn and whispered, "Don't go that way. You're not familiar with this place. Just follow us."

"We will only go around the perimeter today. Fred and I checked it out in advance. It's very safe here," George added.

"Okay." Kahn responded obediently.

If Mrs. Weasley found out that her two sons not only broke into the Forbidden Forest on their own, but also brought a first-year girl with them, she would probably punish them severely. However, the twins cannot be entirely blamed for this incident. , after all, it was Kahn who came up with the idea of ​​coming to the Forbidden Forest tonight.

The three of them were walking and chatting with lights in hand. The atmosphere was very relaxed and they didn't feel nervous at all. "Will we encounter a unicorn?" Kahn asked curiously.

"That would have to go a long way," said George.

"What? Do you want to see a unicorn?" Fred picked a wooden rose from a bush passing by and pinned it to his chest.

"If you can, of course, but not today, I'm not ready yet." Kahn's hand holding the oil lamp leaned towards him, and he also saw the bush of wood roses, which looked like the morning glories in the Muggle world. Very similar, just thicker. "I heard that carrying wooden roses with you can attract good luck and wealth."

"Oh! That would be great. You don't know, George always dreams of getting rich." Fred joked.

George: "How do I remember it was you who dreamed it?"

Fred: "It should be you in my memory."

After an hour passed, Kahn and the others explored the lakeside and picked a lot of rare herbs. They were temporarily placed in Kahn's pocket, waiting to be divided among them when they went out.

Fred and George lay relaxed on the grass by the lake, looking at the stars in the sky, and said to Kahn, who was sitting by the lake and looking in: "In addition to unicorns, there are also trolls in the Forbidden Forest. , hope you don’t meet him, he’s as bad as Hagrid’s Blast-Ended Skrewts.”

"I want to see it." Kahn also followed their example and lay down, looking at the stars and said that she had never seen a real troll yet.

"Even if you don't want to see it, you will see it sooner or later." George said cheerfully.

They didn't stay here long. Fred had wanted to bake some sweet potatoes and potatoes, but unfortunately none of them had these with them. On the way back to school, they also quietly visited Hagrid's pumpkin patch and hut. Kahn didn't know much about the gamekeeper who was over 3 meters tall, but she would like to get to know him if given the chance.

When he returned to school, not only was Kahn sleepy, but even the energetic twins couldn't stop yawning. They had just entered third grade this year and needed to spend a lot of time studying. Kahn finished dividing the time with them. After the harvest in the Forbidden Forest, they said goodbye to each other and returned to their own college lounges.

In the morning, Kahn waited for Malfoy to go out and went to the Great Hall to have breakfast with him as usual. After finishing the morning fried ham, she quickly wiped her mouth and ran away, leaving Malfoy who was still eating toast and confused. .

"What is she going to do?" Malfoy asked Crabbe and Goyle.

"Maybe he went to the library again." Crabbe guessed.

Malfoy looked at the exit of the auditorium and didn't say anything. He just talked to them about going home for Christmas.

"I'm here, wait for me." Kahn saw the two Weasley brothers waving to her from a distance, and quickly quickened his pace and said.

"Don't worry, we haven't started yet." George said while sitting on a bench in the yard. After Kahn came to his side, he handed her another bottle, "Here you go, warm your hands."

"Thank you, George." Kahn reached out and took the bottle. It contained blue flames and was very warm in his hand.

"What about me?" Fred came up from behind and said, "I found the bottle."

"Thank you too, Fred." Kahn thanked him politely, but he didn't expect that they would remember that he just mentioned to them last time that he was afraid of the cold.

It started to fall with light mist and snow again. After the weather entered December, the area around Hogwarts was thickly covered with several feet of snow. How could the fun-loving Fred and Good George let go of this opportunity? ? So I invited her out to play in the snow a few days ago.

Although Kahn wanted to live in the fireplace in this weather, he immediately said he would go after receiving the invitation.

Afraid of the cold, but want to play.

"I heard that Muggles use a kind of board for skiing. What does that board look like?" Fred asked Kahn while squatting on the ground making a snowball.

"I don't know. With my assets, I'm not qualified to be exposed to those sports." Kahn said honestly.

"..." The three of them looked at each other and suddenly sighed together.

Skipping this sad topic, Kahn took out a small gardening shovel from his pocket and said eagerly: "I want to build a Mickey."

"What's that?" George asked as he joined Fred in making snowballs.

"It's a cartoon character in the Muggle world. His body looks as soft as a mouse with no limbs." Kahn explained to them while holding Mickey's head.

"Sounds really bad..." Fred complained, imagining it.

"What they saw was more exciting than I thought." George said with a sudden hint of admiration in his tone.

"No, he's cute." Kahn tried to defend him, but the two of them didn't believe it at all.

After Kahn piled up the Mickeys, Fred and George took a look and became more sure of their statement. Based on their evaluations, Kahn concluded that it was probably how bad Disney was after seeing the lawyer's letter sent overnight.

Kahn pretended not to hear their comments and piled up Minnie Mouse, Donald Duck and Bugs Bunny in one breath. They were all tall and strong. Looking at the crooked melons, cracked dates and twisted snowmen in the yard, she was quite proud. He stood with his hands on his hips and puffed up his chest to admire it.

"Hey! Kahn, look here!" Fred shouted. Kahn turned around and saw that the snowballs of Fred and George had been piled as high as a mountain, and the two of them were holding one each. Huai Xueqiu looked at her with evil intentions.

Fred: "Guess what we're going to do now?"

George: "There will be a prize for guessing correctly."

"...I hope it's not what I thought." Kahn silently made a Catholic prayer gesture. Although she did not believe in the Lord, she was extremely hopeful that God would really save her at this moment.

"It's what you think," Fred said.

"Now the prizes are being given out!" George said excitedly.

Kahn immediately turned around and ran away, but still did not escape the punishment of the last two snowballs. He was smashed on the thick snow with a "plop". As soon as she fell, she knew that she was finished. Sure enough, The next second she was immediately buried in the snow by the ubiquitous snowballs, unable to get up again.

"You two devils!" Kahn protested with difficulty while dodging the snowball, and finally seized the opportunity. When George was not paying attention, he grabbed his trouser legs and dragged him to the ground. This time the person who fell on the ground There were two of them, and Fred, who was still standing, activated the mode of making no distinction between friend and foe. One person would not lose the upper hand when fighting two.

However, he was not proud for long. How could Kahn and George, who were lying on the ground, let him go? They worked hard together to lay him down on the ground, grabbed his collar, and poured a lot of snow into it.

"It's so ice!" He wailed, clutching his collar, he struggled to escape and hid behind the Donald Duck in Carn's pile, and started a guerrilla war with them. They chased each other and played until all the snowballs in the group were used up. , and the random fight started again, grabbing handfuls of snow from the ground and throwing it away.

After finally having enough fun, they lay down on the snow without restraint. Even Kahn, who was most afraid of the cold, broke out in sweat. He loosened his scarf and quietly felt the snow falling on his face, slowly falling again. Slowly melts and slides off.

"To be honest, you are actually easier to get along with than we thought." Fred turned his head and said to Kahn, who was lying next to him. "It's hard to imagine that you are actually a Slytherin."

"Except that the body temperature is really the same as that of a snake." George turned sideways and added.

"You are just as I imagined when we first met." Kahn closed his eyes and said without thinking.

"Oh?" Fred became interested and asked, "Is it the time we helped Harry carry his luggage on the train?"

"Or was it that time when you came to our carriage later?" George turned sideways and supported his head with one hand. As he spoke, he tried to bury Kahn's hair scattered around him in the snow.

"No, earlier, I saw you once at the station." Kahn said, noticing George's behavior by the way, shaking the snow from his hair on him.

Fred and George couldn't remember this happening at all. Of course, it was only Kahn who noticed them unilaterally at that time. Fortunately, their attention was quickly diverted away.

"Look, Professor Quirrell." George approached the two of them and pointed to the west in a low voice.

"Just in time!" Fred quickly climbed up from the snow, and pulled Kahn up as well. He and George made a snowball and rushed towards Professor Quirrell, probably wanting to go. Playing with him, I didn't expect the two of them to like the teacher quite a bit, Kahn thought as he looked at their backs.

She didn't follow, but squatted under the tree with a hand warmer in her arms, pinching snowballs while waiting for them to come back. But before she could pinch a few, Fred and George hurried back. , jumped up the tree with a very nimble "whoosh", and looked at Kahn, who was sitting under the tree, looking up at them in a daze, urging her to come up quickly.

Before Kahn could reply, Fred suddenly covered his face and said weakly: "...No, forget it."

She turned her head in confusion in the direction they were looking just now, and happened to see an angry-looking Professor Quirrell striding towards her.

"What's the matter? Professor Quirrell." Kahn hadn't forgotten what Quirrell said about calling him teacher only when they were alone.

"Did you do it?" He stared at Kahn with a strange look on his face.

"What?" Kahn was even more confused than Louis XVI at the moment.

Seeing her like this, Quirrell immediately ruled out her suspicions and began to look around. Sure enough, he looked up and saw the two prankster boys from the Weasley family on the tree.

It turned out that they had enchanted the snowball just now, causing it to chase Professor Quirrell and finally hit the scarf on the back of his head. Professor Quirrell drove the two of them down. Looking at the two wilting people who were being scolded by Professor Quirrell, Kahn silently kicked aside the snowballs he had just made.