Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The Christmas vacation is quickly coming to an end, and spending time with family members is always extremely short. In the blink of an eye, Claudia will return to Hogwarts. Although Hogwarts was fun, she still wanted to stay with her parents - what chick wouldn't want to cling to their parents?

Things went as usual after school started, but Snape moved her confinement to weekend nights - it seemed like he was in a good mood this Christmas.

The Quidditch match came soon after Christmas, and Clooney could finally enjoy the first time in her history that she could not attend a Quidditch match - rather than watching others fly, it was better for her to have fun by herself. Flying around Hogwarts a few times! And it just so happened that the Quidditch match was on the weekend. She took advantage of everyone being busy and secretly ran to the wizard village she had been looking forward to for a long time. She also changed into casual clothes and put on her favorite windbreaker and Deng Xiaoping. The same plaid scarf from Blido.

Hogsmeade is indeed a famous wizarding village. Even if it's snowing heavily, it can't hide the lively atmosphere here. The houses here are one after another, and the main road is a small commercial street. The owner of Honeydukes, which specializes in desserts, is a fat old woman. Her clothes are purple, and her hair is like a giant cabbage, fluffy. He stood up and tied a knot on his head.

Seeing her looking around, the old woman recommended that she buy some pumpkin pie to try first.

"Oh! Or sour lollipops - how about that?" She pointed to the round candies on one side, wrapped in golden and red colored wrapping paper. "If you like strong flavors."

Clooney couldn't help drooling when she heard the name: Before the holidays, the Weasley brothers tricked her into eating this candy that almost made people's tongues sore! It made her drool for more than ten or twenty minutes! She shook her head quickly: "Ah! Don't want this! Madam!"

"Give me a few packs of pepper urchins! Madam!" She decided to buy more in one go so that she could enjoy sweets unbridled every day. She closed her eyes and filled a bag full of sizzling honey candies, and then took a lot of cockroach skewers - Mr. Black likes to play with these strange-shaped candies - outside their shiny appearance, to be honest, they were... Very delicious. She originally wanted to buy some more jelly slugs and go back, but now that she saw the slugs, she subconsciously thought of their sticky texture and exploding juices, and she might vomit on the way back—

When Clooney was about to study the unnoticed candy that was hanging in the corner, her hand accidentally touched another person's: that person's hand was cold and nothing even compared to hers. I just stood there stupidly in the cold wind for half an hour and still felt cold. They were electrocuted and moved to the ground at the same time and retracted their hands.

"Ah!" said Crowney, "please go first!"

This candy happened to be hung at a corner, so it was normal not to see the other person. What's more, the densely packed candies here are eye-catching, making it difficult to tell which ones are people and which ones are candy jars. She turned her head to look at the owner of that hand - this was a very elegant woman. She wore a blue top hat inlaid with lace flowers on her head, and wore a graceful aqua robe with a A coat of the same style as Crowney's. After hearing what Clooney said, she said in a tongue-in-cheek tone: "Ah, please go first."

She even gave Clowney a classic gentlemanly gesture - but it wasn't inappropriate at all.

This lady had deep eye sockets and deep features, but her face was innocent and she looked not in good health. Clooney scratched his cheek sheepishly: "I was just looking, ma'am, I'm still a little curious."

"Oh - bloody lollipop -" the lady raised her red lips and spoke word by word in a praising tone, "Children should not try this easily -"

They started chatting involuntarily, and after the lady made a retroflex unconsciously, Clooney couldn't help but ask her in French: "Are you French?"

"It's really strange!" The lady laughed and replied in French, "Are you too?"

"I'm not -" Clooney also laughed, "but French and English are very similar - my grandma seems to be French, so I learned some French since I was a child - but I haven't spoken it for a long time!"

"Use it or lose it - but that doesn't apply to you, your French is really good -" the woman took off her other leather glove, "I'm Zoe, Mademoiselle~"

"Claudine Albert." Cronie reached out and held the blue-white hand, "Nice to meet you, miss!"

"Do you also like bloody lollipops?" She looked very interested in this topic, and Claudine guessed that maybe she wanted to find a friend.

"Um -" Clowney replied, "I kind of want to try - because sometimes, due to some accident, I accidentally taste my own blood."

She felt that this statement was a bit silly, but the lady with blond hair and red eyes in front of her was so charming that she couldn't help but express her thoughts: "I feel - it's a bit strange to say this - I feel like blood has a rose. The taste of flower candy—wouldn’t it be too narcissistic for me to say this?”

"I wonder if it's the shampoo or shower gel. The smell makes me a little bit - unforgettable. But the other bloody smells feel a bit stinky to me - of course, I can only come into contact with animals. "

"I'm curious - is it - um -" She couldn't continue, because if she confessed truthfully, she would look like a pervert or an ogre.

"Does all human blood taste like this?" the lady said funny, "Is that what you want to say?"

"hey-hey--"

"Then you come with me." The lady seemed to want to round up all the existing bloody lollipops - she stretched out her hand and directly picked off all the lollipops in this row, and then threw them away very casually. In a retractable bag, it was as if she already knew how many lollipops there were, "You have to know that such authentic candies can only be bought in the UK - maybe this is a matter of soil and water?"

The woman finished the joke herself and seemed to have no intention of wanting Crowney to answer. She laughed happily, casually took out a handful of gold galleons from her pocket, and said slowly to the boss in an elegant French accent: "Including hers, we bought them together."

"This doesn't allow-"

"That makes it so." She took Clowney's outstretched hand in her hand, and in the other hand, the coins that the boss had retrieved were gone. As soon as she flipped her hands, the coins disappeared. She then took the big bag filled with Crowney's crazy purchases and carried it out like this, "It's rare for me to meet a destined person. Good girl, please do your best."

Claudine has never been in the habit of receiving favors from others, but for some unknown reason, when she stood next to this lady, her heart was always beating hard involuntarily, and she could even hear the words in her head. Drumming. Uncharacteristically, she followed the lady's lead and walked deeper.

About three stores away from Honeydukes, you can see Mrs. Puddy's Teahouse. You don't have to go in, you can just stand at the window and look inside, and you can feel the sweet and greasy atmosphere inside - even today There is a Quidditch game, and there is no shortage of couples in this place known as a dating mecca. Everything here is pink and tender, almost every table is decorated with beautiful candlesticks, and there are even many budding roses on some tables.