[HP] Become a new Hogwarts legend

Nolen is really bad at gambling.

Even if she was really driven crazy this time, she wanted to cast a spell on them in the lounge.

But after bullying the two snowmen and throwing away the gifts for Fred and George, most of his anger was gone.

She walked along the path outside the courtyard and walked to the black lake without realizing it.

The lake had been frozen by heavy snow, and the ice reflected the dazzling light under the sunlight. The long-lost sunlight made her feel lazy, so she found the shadow under the holly tree and closed her eyes to enjoy the scenery. The sunlight reflected in the crossing branches.

She was alone for a long time, almost forgetting the time, until a shadow fell, blocking the sunlight in front of her.

Nolen's eyelashes flickered, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the thin girl in front of him.

Ginny originally planned to write a diary by the Black Lake, but unexpectedly bumped into the sleeping Noren under the tree where she usually stayed. The girl leaned quietly against the tree trunk, with mottled light and shadow cast on her body, and she couldn't even see her breathing. ups and downs.

Ginny reacted for a moment, then turned and walked towards the tree. She couldn't help but cast her probing eyes on the person in front of her for a long time. When she saw her suddenly waking up, she hurriedly ran away.

"Want to bask in the sun together?" Nolen raised his hand to cover his forehead and said to Ginny's panicked back.

"No thanks."

“The sunshine is particularly good today”

“No good”

The sunlight fell on Nolen's face, like a layer of gentle light. Ginny did not refuse anymore. She now also hoped that someone could be by her side, even if she didn't speak.

The two sat side by side under the tree by the black lake, listening to the wind wandering among the treetops and scattering the light beams between the tree branches.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Nolen stretched out his legs and asked casually.

"Well a lot of things have happened recently"

"Indeed, those things made the entire campus panic."

Ginny, who was currently upset, blushed and lowered her head uneasily.

"Don't be afraid, things won't get any worse." Nolen turned around and looked at Ginny seriously, "Because you are not alone, your brothers are all here."

"But no one wants to listen to me for a minute," murmured Ginny.

"When they are busy with their own things, they always tend to forget about us - my brothers are like this." Nolen looked up at the sky, paused, and suddenly turned to Ginny with a bright smile, "But you can find us Some idle people talk, like me."

Ginny blinked and nodded hesitantly. These words were like magic, gently making her open her heart.

"When Harry was in hospital, I gave him a crude greeting card and Fred and George took the opportunity to laugh at me. Did you hear that? I was the youngest and the only girl, but it was It’s nothing good, Fred and George always tease me, Ron always likes to boss me around, and I don’t even get a chance to ride a broomstick.”

Ginny let out a sob, wrapped her shoulders around her knees and buried her head.

"There is another kind of distress that you can't understand. My family is really not rich. My wand was replaced by Bill, my robe was made into a smaller one, and my textbooks were used. I have always had low self-esteem since I was a child. I"

Silence grew between the two of them, and Ginny became more and more nervous. These words were too abrupt, maybe she was not ready to talk to herself yet.

Nolen glanced sideways at Ginny, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it, and then spread it out in front of Ginny.

Her palms were filled with mottled light and shadow, and the sunlight passed through the intertwined branches and leaves and scattered on the two people.

"Look, the branches and leaves didn't block the sunlight from passing through. They just cut it into fine spots and fell in the shade of the tree." Nolen said very seriously.

Ginny was a little confused and looked at Nolen with big confused eyes.

Nolen chuckled and lay down on the grass, "That is to say, if you get more sun, you won't have so many worries."

After dinner, Fred and George blocked Nolen at the lounge door.

"Hi, Miss Nolen, good evening."

The twins blocked her path one after another. The Fat Lady's portrait swung open behind them. Ron's head came out of the hole and was pushed back by George. Ron bumped into Harry again. , the sound of things being scattered and the two people wailing in pain came from inside the door.

Nolen almost couldn't hold back his laughter, "Is something wrong? Weasley"

"We love your gift, but we don't have any more for you."

George's eyes were wandering, and he rarely showed some embarrassment. Fred looked at Nolen frantically from behind.

"Then why don't you give it back to me? Who would accept a gift from someone like me who has a bunch of Slytherin friends?"

"Oh - we will be sad if you say that again"

Fred put his arm on Nolen's shoulder affectionately, but was slapped away by her.

"Don't be like this, Nolen, we have prepared a more exciting gift for you, I guarantee you will be surprised."

"No need, Mr. Weasley, I" Before Nolen could finish his words, he was picked up by two people and ran wildly downstairs.

Her small stature was sandwiched between two tall boys, like a kitten being picked up by the scruff of the neck. Now she hated herself for secretly pouring out the milk.

The three of them stopped in front of the mirror on the fifth floor. Nolen finally had a chance to break away from the two of them. She took a step back, folded her arms and looked at the two of them coldly.

"That's it? Are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding?" Fred's eyes widened, as if he was severely hurt by Nolen, "Show me, George."

"Come on, beautiful lady, please put your hand on the mirror and say to me - Glass Pattern"

Nolen took George's hand outstretched like a gentleman, and was led by him to cover the mirror. The warm palm and the cold touch of his palm made her a little panicked.

Her eyes were in a trance for a moment, and the reflections of the three people on Mirror Mountain disappeared. A small door appeared in front of her. This secret passage was dark and wide. She could not see the stairs under her feet at all, and could only feel the moisture. The air rushed towards my face.

"lumos"

Nolen took out his wand and illuminated a small section of the stairs at his feet before carefully holding on to the wall and taking the first step. The slippery wall was covered with moss, making it impossible to hold on.

The space in the secret passage was large, even if the entire Gryffindor students could gather here, it was more than enough. There were constant echoes of water dripping in her ears, and her spirit became completely tense.

"I can't see it at all, George, Fred."

"Then hold on to me"

Only then did Nolen realize that he and George were holding hands, and he was holding her fingertips and leading her down step by step.

Fred led the way, while George patiently accompanied Nolen as he walked and looked. With the faint light, Nolen saw many names carved on the wall, and a familiar name came into view.

"Wait a minute - Sylvia Shafiq, this is my aunt's signature." Nolen put the wand close to the name and looked at it carefully, followed the arrow to look at another name, "Who is S·O·B?"

"I don't know, your aunt's ex-boyfriend?" George also came up and said, "He even drew an arrow of cupid."

"No way, I've never heard her say that"

Thinking of his aunt lying on the damp wall and her lover carving the arrow of Cupid, Nolen felt a mandrake screaming crazily in his head and his ears buzzing.

What kind of man can make an academic lunatic fall in love with him?

Excluding the possibility of love potion, there is no doubt that that person must be a genius in a certain field.

——Or maybe it was because of this failed love that the aunt devoted herself to potions to divert herself from the pain of broken love.

Nolen thought about his aunt burying herself in the laboratory day and night, and was deeply disappointed with this stranger named S.O.B.

"Why are you in a daze?" George's voice brought Nolen's thoughts back on track as he was running away. "Fred is already far away. We have to speed up. Can you see the road?"

Nolen shook his head and looked uneasily at the intersection where Fred disappeared. There was only darkness there.

"I have a good idea, do you dare to try it?" George's tone was familiar with joking, and there was a hint of tenderness in his lowered eyes, "Say it first, if you are afraid, just hold on to me, I can't guarantee your safety. Safety"

"What wait!"

George took out the flash ball in his pocket and threw it out hard. He pulled Nolen to speed up and follow. The light of the flash ball could only illuminate a small section of the secret passage, so they always chased on the edge of the light, leaving the darkness behind. behind.

Nolen had realized that this was a crazy behavior, but she could no longer stop. She could only hold George's hand tighter and give him the control of her body.

"Is this what you said was a good idea?"

"I'll protect you, I promise!"

"But that's not ladylike at all!"

She had never been so crazy. She didn't dare to look back or stop. She was running in the endless darkness. At this time, her five senses were unprecedentedly sharp. In her ears were the whistling wind and George's low breathing. The warmth continued to flow from the two of them. The hand that was holding each other was passed on, and her high heart suddenly calmed down strangely.

There was a "pop" sound from the front, and the flashing ball was swallowed up by the light from the exit. Without enough time to stop, Nolen was carried forward by the inertia, and was scooped into George's arms. Due to the violent movement, his The muscles are tense, and the breath is mixed with the smell of sweat, soap locust and pear wood perfume.

"It's so exciting." Nolen broke away from George's hand and jumped excitedly on the ground, finally regaining the feeling of being on the ground.

"This is not ladylike at all!" George imitated Nolen at the top of his voice, earning a blow from her.

Fred appeared holding a flash ball and ended the fight between the two. "The Screaming Shack hasn't been haunted in over ten years, do you two want to lure everyone in?"

Nolen couldn't believe that they had actually arrived in Hogsmeade. The place was wrapped in white with heavy snow all night long. The festive lights and the warm firelight in the shops complemented each other, making the whole village lively and warm.

"It's so beautiful," Nolen couldn't help but admire, "The bagpipe town of Durmstrang is much smaller than here. It is built in the middle of the lake. From the castle, it looks like it is shrouded in a forest. We took a boat in and out, but There are elves, dwarves and wizards living together, selling all kinds of exquisite things."

"Cool! Dad said that goblins are extremely intelligent creatures. In Britain, goblins and wizards have always maintained a delicate balance."

"Interdependence and conflict," Fred added.

Nolen shook his head disapprovingly, and the three of them did not continue the topic, but went straight to Ms. Rosmerta's three broomsticks. They had all eaten enough at the dinner, and now they could only drink something.

Fred and George went to get hot butterbeer, but Ms. Rosmerta, who had grown accustomed to them, put the beer on the counter without asking.

"Merry Christmas!"

The three wine glasses made a crisp sound in the air. They took a big sip and felt themselves warming up. Nolen smacked his lips exaggeratedly, repeatedly savoring the delicious taste of butter beer, which was much milder than the "Moonlight" in Northern Europe.

"I really want to try Firewhiskey." Fred looked at Ms. Rosmerta behind the counter who was holding a glass of Firewhiskey, and turned to the two of them and muttered, "It's a pity that the boss lady is unwilling to sell it to us."

"Try to go to the Pig Head Bar when you have time, as long as the old bartender is not here." George turned to pass the question to Nolen again, "What is the popular drink in Northern Europe?"

Nolen stuck out his tongue to lick the beer foam from his lips. His cheeks were stained with a light pink color, whether it was because he was drunk or because the stove in the room was too bright.

"We drink moonshine - at night, we turn off the lights and brew a cup of strong liquor secretly on the boiler. The adults drink in front of the moon, and the children drink a glass of milk mixed with moonshine and fall asleep soundly."

They packed a few bottles of butterbeer to drink tomorrow, and they planned to take Noren around Hogsmeade. They passed the post office with more than two hundred owls, were chased away by the old bartender at the entrance of the Pig's Head Bar, and teased a few fat and crooked angels at the entrance of Mrs. Puddy's Teahouse.

After successfully stuffing a snowball into Fred's collar, Nolen sneezed hard. George noticed that she was not wearing a scarf, so he took off his own and put it around her. This was not the first time, but this time he ran into a little trouble - the scarf scratched off the doll stuck on her shoulder.

"Give it to you." Nolen took the Tomte doll, stood up and stuck it on George's shoulder, "Tomte will give you blessings."

A snowball hit, and Fred bared his teeth and screamed strangely behind the two people.

They walked all the way to Zuko's Magic Joke Shop. Fred and George planned to purchase some dung eggs to replenish their inventory, leaving Nolen behind and sneaking into the store.

During the festival, Hogsmeade was brightly lit even late at night. The shop windows were completely new, and the stove illuminated the room in a warm red. Through the glass, she saw Mr. and Mrs. Flume cuddled up on the sofa having a drink, and she remembered For her parents who once had a cup of wine and danced under the moonlight, the sweet butterbeer taste in her mouth became more and more pungent, as if she had secretly taken a sip of "moonlight", which almost made her cry.

Sudden--

"surprise!"

Two clear voices appeared behind her like thunder. Nolen turned around sharply, only to be filled with candy. She looked at Fred and George who had just emerged from Honeydukes in shock.

"Didn't you go to Zuko?"

She regretted asking. Everyone knew the conditions of the Weasley family and bought a bunch of candies. How could they go to Zuko again.

"Merry Christmas" The two people sandwiched Nolen on the left and the right, "by the way, we apologize for our prank."

Nolen's nose suddenly became sore, and she quickly buried her face in her scarf, only showing a pair of blue eyes, staring at her toes without looking at them, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, you troublemaker."

"What?" Fred suddenly came over with a big face, and pulled off the scarf that covered her face, "George, come and see, we made little Nolen cry!"

Nolen's eyes instantly became fierce, and the sore feeling in her nose disappeared. Now she just wanted to teach Fred a lesson.