[HP]Hogwarts famous beauties

As they entered the Gryffindor common room, cheers and uproar erupted again. The tables and chairs were piled with mountains of cake, as well as jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

Dean hung up several eye-catching banners, most of which showed Harry flying around hornets on fire, but two also showed Cedric's head on fire. (Winter thinks it was Gemini who did it)

Winter was pulled over by the twins to celebrate. Each of them held one of Winter's hands and danced a strange dance. "You two, it's a bit embarrassing for you two to do this." Winter said.

"My God, it's quite heavy," Li Jordan took the golden egg that Harry put on the table, weighed it with both hands, and said, "Open it quickly, Harry! Let's see what's inside!"

Lee handed the golden egg to Harry and he pried it open. It was empty, with nothing inside, but the moment Harry opened it, an extremely terrifying, high-pitched scream filled the whole room. The twins instantly let go of Winter's hand, and everyone Covering his ears in pain.

"Close it!" Fred shouted, covering his ears with his hands, and Harry slammed the golden egg shut.

"It seems like someone is being tortured!" Neville said, his face turned pale and he scattered sausage meat all over the floor. "What you have to deal with is the Cruciatus Curse!"

"Don't be silly, Neville, that's illegal," said George. "I think it sounds a bit like Percy singing... Maybe you're going to attack him in the shower, Harry."

"Is this really what Percy sounds like when he sings?" Winter asked Fred in a low voice, and Fred nodded solemnly. "Would you like a piece of jam tart, Hermione?" Hermione looked suspiciously at the plate that George handed over, and Fred grinned.

"Don't worry," said Fred, "I didn't do anything to them. It's the custard cookies you need to watch out for..."

Neville had just taken a bite of the custard biscuit, but when he heard this, he choked and spit out the biscuit. Fred laughed.

"He was joking, Neville... just eat, it's okay." Winter quickly went to pat Neville on the back to reassure Neville.

Hermione picked up a piece of jam tart and said, "You brought all this from the kitchen, Fred?"

"Yeah," Fred said, looking at her with a smile.

He suppressed a high-pitched voice and imitated the house elf: "'We can prepare everything for you, sir, anything!' They are so enthusiastic... As soon as I say that I am a little hungry, they will give me I roast a cow.”

"How did you get in?" Hermione asked in a nonchalant tone. "Conveniently," said Fred, "there's a door hidden behind the picture of the bowl of fruit. Just scratch the pear and..." He stopped, eyeing her warily. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Hermione said quickly.

"You want to lead the house elves to go on strike again?" George asked. "Are you going to give up those leaflets and other things and mobilize them to rebel? Oops!!" Winter pinched George's waist again.

Just then, Neville suddenly transformed into a big canary, temporarily distracting everyone. "Oh, sorry, Neville!" Fred shouted amidst everyone's laughter, "I forgot, this is our enchanted custard biscuit."

"Oh...gosh," Winter remembered that she was the one who persuaded Neville to continue eating cookies.

Fortunately, Neville took off his feathers in less than a minute. When all the feathers fell off, he looked completely normal again. He even laughed with the others.

"Canary biscuits!" Fred shouted to the excited crowd, "Me and George invented it, seven silver coins a piece, very cheap!" People surrounded them, buying biscuits one after another. .

"Miss, you can't pinch me anymore." After the biscuits were sold out, George pulled Winter aside, "If you pinch me again, I will come back with revenge."

"How to get revenge?"

"Like this." George stretched out his hands and tickled the sides of Winter's waist with his fingers. Winter was particularly ticklish, but she didn't know how George discovered it. "Ouch!!" Winter laughed while avoiding George's hands. Unable to run away, she could only crawl into his arms.

"Okay, I accept this compensation." George stopped torturing and hugged Winter instead.

"Don't take advantage of others' danger!" Fred pulled Winter out. "This is our common property."

"Wait, who is the joint property? Me?" Winter pointed at himself with a finger, and the twins nodded in perfect agreement. "I'm going to beat you both up."

Harry was being pulled to talk by someone else. He quietly watched Winter and the Gemini being intimate with his peripheral vision, and suddenly felt that he had nothing to be happy about today.

With the end of the first game, Hogwarts has entered December.

"Be vigilant at all times!" Moody said this three or four times in every class. Winter's ears were already calloused. Ever since she discovered that Moody drank alcohol twice, her suspicion of Moody had also increased. Much smaller.

When Winter, Harry and Ron were taking a divination class together, Professor Trelawney predicted Harry's death again.

"While I was doing needlework yesterday, I suddenly had an irresistible urge to consult my crystal ball. I stood up, sat in front of the crystal ball, and stared into the depths of the crystal... Tell me, what did I see? Are you staring at me?"

"An ugly old bat with oversized glasses?" Ron muttered in a low voice.

Harry tried his best to keep his face from laughing.

"It's death, my dear." Professor Trelawney nodded solemnly and said, "It's coming, getting closer, it's circling overhead like a vulture... getting lower and lower, just over the castle. …”

"Bang!" With a sound, Winter's crystal ball fell on the table and rolled to the ground. As Winter listened to Trelawney's words, Cedric's shadow filled her mind.

After class, Winter ran out, "Cedric!"

"What's wrong?" Cedric couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

"Are you okay with your injury?"

"Oh, I'm getting better. I didn't expect you to still remember." Cedric smiled sheepishly.

"Then I...I'm leaving first..." Winter felt that she must have been crazy just now to think of taking a look at him.

"Winter!"

"what's wrong?"

"Tomorrow night... can you come with me after dinner... I mean, if you have nothing to do... okay..." Winter heard that Cedric wanted to ask her to take a walk with him, "Okay, see you after dinner tomorrow."

Winter went back to the Great Hall to have dinner with Harry. "Where is Hermione?" Winter asked. "I haven't seen it. Let's go to the library after dinner and have a look. It might be there." Ron said.

Winter stared at Snape on the teacher's table. Snape saw the look in Winter's eyes and quickly took a few more bites of the food on the plate.

"Why there's no library!" Ron complained, "What on earth did she do?" The three of them walked back to the door of the common room as they talked, and were about to go in.

"Harry!" she said breathlessly, stopping beside Harry, "Harry, you have to come, please, come quickly." She grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him towards the corridor. Go up.

"What happened?"

"You'll see when we get there, oh, come on, hurry up."

"Okay," Harry said, walking back down the corridor with Hermione, and Ron and Winter followed quickly.

"Hey, you don't care about me!" The Fat Lady shouted angrily behind them, "You disturbed me and you didn't even say sorry! Do I have to stay here and wait for you to come back?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Fat!" Winter shouted over her shoulder.

"Hermione, where are we going?" Harry asked. By this time she had led them down the sixth floor and was following the marble staircase into the foyer below.

"You'll see it, you'll see it soon!" Hermione said excitedly.

Winter and James had visited this road countless times, and she knew it was the road leading to the kitchen at a glance.

Ron caught on and said, "You're trying to convince us to join in on your 'vomit' trick again!"

"No, no, I didn't!" she said anxiously, "And it wasn't vomiting," Hermione said impatiently, "I just went to the kitchen and talked to them, and I found... Come on, Harry, I I want to take you to see it!"

Several of them entered the kitchen, and a little thing ran towards him quickly from the center of the room, screaming: "Harry Potter, sir! Harry Potter!"

The screaming elf hugged Harry fiercely and bravely. "Do...Dobby?" Harry gasped.

"It's Dobby, sir, it's Dobby!" the voice screamed. "Dobby has been looking forward and looking forward to seeing Harry Potter, sir, and finally Harry Potter came to see him in person. gentlemen!"

Winter also saw this little guy for the first time. His clothes were different from other house elves. His combination was very strange, with colorful socks and a hat that looked like a teapot warmer. Oops, He was not dressed yet, only wearing overalls.

"Dobby, what are you doing here?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Dobby has come to work at Hogwarts, sir!" Dobby screamed excitedly. "Professor Dumbledore has given Dobby and Winky jobs. Sir!"

"Winky?" Harry said, "She's here too?"

Then, everyone saw Winky, who was in sharp contrast to Dobby. "Hello, Winky," Harry said.

Twinkle's lips trembled and she cried loudly. Tears rolled out of her big brown eyes and fell on her chest, just like at the Quidditch World Cup.

"How long have you been here, Dobby?" Harry asked as Dobby handed over the tea.

"Just a week, Mr. Harry Potter!" Dobby said cheerfully. "Dobby came to see Mr. Dumbledore, sir. You know, sir, that it is difficult for a dismissed house-elf to find a new job. Sir, it's really difficult..." After hearing this, the Twinkle cried even louder.

"Dobby has been wandering around for two years, sir, just to find a job!" Dobby said sharply. "But Dobby didn't find a job, sir, because Dobby needs wages now!" Dobby looked at Up and proud.

"Later, Dobby went to visit Winky and found that Winky had also been released, sir!" Dobby said cheerfully.

"Twinkle, stop crying." Winter's ears were almost ringing.

Only then did Twinkle look up at Winter, and then she actually stopped crying. "Oh my god, you are Miss Misen! Master Batty's girlfriend! Miss Misen, I am so lucky to see you here..."

"Winky, what are you talking about?" Harry looked at Winky in confusion, "She is my classmate?"