[HP] This deer is not a deer

the next day.

Harry was annoyed as soon as he woke up.

How much of a brain twitch had he thought of asking Fred and George for advice?Harry was absent-minded in the transformation class in the morning, and his whole body was in a bad mood. He couldn't concentrate because of his cranky thinking, which made him the only student in this class who was fined for his homework. It was Neville who accidentally turned a salamander into a chair but still had a tail.

In the afternoon, it was Professor Prost's class on herbal medicine. After a hasty lunch, they went on to the class again.

It wasn't until dinner time that they could relax a little, but it only made Harry more and more nervous. He poked at the potato cubes on the dinner plate, his heart pounding restlessly, and he kept thinking about what to do.

In fact, he didn't even think about how to give the gift.Harry turned his head uneasily, looked at Fred and George at the table, they winked at Harry, and continued to eat with a smile.

Harry withdrew his eyes awkwardly, and glanced at the teacher's bench again. Snape was still sitting on it, chewing a piece of minced veal steak dryly and expressionlessly, while Professor Flitwick next to him was laughing loudly. talking.

"Harry? Let's continue searching in the lounge tonight. I have borrowed all the books. I don't think there is any need to go to the library." Said Hermione, who was sitting next to him.

"Okay." He nodded indiscriminately, and continued to stare down at the potato cubes on the plate.

"Where do you see their Zoshma?" Ron on the side spoke suddenly, biting something in his mouth vaguely.

"Swallow what's in your mouth!" Hermione said in disgust, turning her head to look over.

Ron didn't respond to Hermione. He opened his eyes wide and watched as a Hufflepuff student ran up to Krum who was sitting at the Slytherin table, blushed and said something to him in a low voice, and then put his hands on Li handed over the gift, and then begged for something with a flushed face.

"Hmph." Ron was sour, "Actually, he's not very handsome, is he?"

"Yeah. But he's not going to speak ill of people behind their backs anyway," said Hermione grimly, and she glared at Ron.

Harry shrugged, not caring about it, but the strange and restless atmosphere made him even more uneasy.He glanced at the teacher's table again, Snape had already got up and left first, Harry looked around, looked up at Fred and George, they both waved to him quietly, and then slipped out of the hall.

"Hermione," Harry said suddenly, "I'm full, I want to go back to the lounge first, you can come find me later."

"Okay, I still want to eat some more desserts that will be served later, see you later." She didn't notice anything, she said relaxedly, and waved her hand at Harry.

After speaking, Harry nodded and tried to walk away calmly. When he came to the corridor, he saw Fred and George standing there.

He walked up and asked hesitantly, "Shall we go now?"

"No," George explained as he pulled him toward Gryffindor Tower, "we're going back to the dormitory first, I hid the things."

"But how to find..." Harry opened his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Fred asked casually.

The corridor was empty, it was dinner time, no one would come back at this time.

Harry whispered, "How do I get the present out?"

"Don't you know where you'll meet him?" said George. "Maybe you should ask him out? Some corner to talk?"

"It's hard." Harry said with difficulty.

They soon arrived at the door of the lounge, and the three of them entered the lounge, but there was no one there. Fred turned to him and said, "I think you should tell us who it is? If it is really like the legendary That's the old bat... you just have to wait by his office door for a while?"

"There will be other Slytherins," said Harry immediately.

"..." The Weasley twins fell silent suddenly, staring at Harry.

"What's the matter?" Harry turned his head to look at the two people who suddenly became quiet, and then suddenly woke up. He was so nervous that he forgot that they didn't know who he was going to give the gift to!

"It's really him?" said George cautiously.

"..." Harry covered his face.

"I think it's true," said Fred seriously. "Did he know? Why didn't he kill you?"

"...I don't think he's going to kill me."

The two turned their heads and stared at him like magical creatures, which made Harry feel bad.

They had already reached the door of the dormitory, opened the door and walked in. Without much hesitation, George immediately pulled out the things hidden under the table. The large bouquet of bright red roses suddenly appeared in front of Harry, and he took a step back in fright. .

Harry looked down, and the bouquet of roses moved in front of him, almost covering most of his body.

"Take it." George said, Harry took the bouquet, the roses almost rubbed against the edge of his cheeks, and the tip of his nose smelled a messy scent of flowers, not too strong but very natural.

Harry lowered his head, looked and looked at the carefully arranged bouquet, the decoration underneath was white, firmly tied with a red bow, and the soft satin was tied into a beautiful arc, which made Harry bear I couldn't help touching it, and it even felt good...but the point is not this!

"That's exaggerated, George!" Harry looked down and looked, and finally couldn't help it. "And, isn't there too many roses?"

"A hundred red roses." Fred answered nonchalantly while digging out a small gift box from nowhere.

"This flower is about to overwhelm me!" Harry couldn't help raising his voice, trying to control the bouquet away from the edge of his cheeks, and to prevent it from falling over, "No, you think..."

"Don't worry, we won't let you just pass by." George comforted him, shaking the wand in his hand, "Didn't you say that you can't send it out like this? We are all ready, you put the rose in the gift Next to the box, give the rose a quick shrink, and you can put it in, and we will help you to process it again, which will make the effect better."

"...Okay." Harry bit the bullet, hesitated again and again, glanced at Fred and George who had completely ignored him, and complied feebly.

So far, he has no way out.He put the roses on the table, drew his wand, and whispered, "Shrink down!"

The large bouquet of roses had shrunk to the size of a palm, and Harry asked, "And then what?"

"We did a little magic for this gift box last night." Fred said, stuffing roses into the same palm-sized box, then pulled out his wand and muttered a few words, stretched out his hand He took out the rose bouquet, and the small rose bouquet suddenly enlarged in his hand, and changed its original appearance, as if it suddenly bloomed.

"Looks good," said Harry, "so now just put the rose back in again and I'll be good to go, right?"

"I suppose so," said George, waving his wand to shrink the bouquet again, and Fred put it back and closed the lid on the gift box.

"Wait..." Harry suddenly realized that something was wrong again. Fred and George had tied the gift box with a beautiful ribbon and carefully tied a beautiful bow... The problem was that the beautiful satin was also The fiery red color and the exaggerated big bow made Harry startled, "Don't you think it's too conspicuous?"

"Is there?" George turned his head innocently and said, while tapping his wand on the box, a silver light fell on the gift box, making the whole gift box seem to be shining.

"It's Valentine's Day," Fred seconded.

Harry couldn't take it anymore, and said firmly, "I hope I can't be seen holding something, but I still think it's too shiny, George! Take that magic off you just now!"

George muttered a few words regretfully, but still did as Harry said.George and Fred muttered something quietly, and Fred drew out his wand, muttered something into the gift box, and said, "This works better."

"what?"

"I put a little charm so that the flowers would automatically pop out of the opened box."

Harry hesitated, Fred opened the box again, and there was a soft 'bang', the red rose swelled out of the small box like an inflated ball, and inserted into the small box as if in full bloom, the red rose The clusters are bulging slowly, beautifully blooming with fiery splendor that seems to herald love.

Harry looked a little blushing, not knowing what to say.

"I think it's all right," said George triumphantly, "and he shrunk the rose back in again and handed the box to Harry.

"By the way," Fred suddenly remembered, "I saw that Snape didn't seem to go back to the cellar. I saw him appear in the corridor later, and then walked upstairs."

"You can look for it, or watch on the stairs, Snape will always pass by, right? Really, you can choose to use the invisibility cloak to sneak into the cellar..."

……

After leaving the dormitory, Harry was sent off by Fred and George, and walked all the way to the corridor. Harry said hesitantly, "You don't need to follow me."

"No no no," said George, shaking his head, "we can help you find it. Of course, if you'd rather be alone..."

"Then follow me." Harry swallowed dryly. Although it was the second time he gave a gift, it was completely different from the first time, and this time the gift was so 'special' that he was about to feel The whole person is not well.Harry didn't think he had the courage to go to Snape alone.

Maybe he'd just turn around on his own, Harry thought guiltily, but it didn't take long before he was vaguely regretting why he didn't let Fred and George go away so he could get away with it all.

They walked up and down the corridors, but Snape wasn't really there, and as dinner time was drawing to a close, Harry was getting a little anxious, and they still couldn't find Snape.

"I think he went back to the cellar. Let's forget it," said Harry hesitantly, as they went back to the first floor. "Maybe I can... put on the Invisibility Cloak and look for it myself."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, maybe he could just slip away like this.

But Fred and George were discussing whether to sneak into the cellar, and Harry was dragged along by them and had to turn around and make his way back to the cellar.

"I'll just go by myself!" Harry finally struggled.

However, at this moment, a black figure passed by the stairs not far away, Fred and George grabbed Harry violently, and hid behind the nearby stone statue, Harry's heart beat wildly and he held his breath breathe.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and Snape walked past the stone statue in front of them without noticing them.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, then loosened his neck, hesitating.

Beside him, however, Fred and George had been staring at him in silence.

"..." Harry felt bad again.

"Well, I should go." He stammered.

Flipping out the gift box from his pocket, Harry looked at the red ribbon and couldn't help swallowing nervously, isn't it too conspicuous?He fumbled the box back into his pocket again, and rushed out without thinking twice, with Fred and George seeing him off behind him.

"come on!"

"Come on, Harry, we'll be watching, don't be afraid!"

Harry thought for a split second that he wished they wouldn't be watching!He hastily quickened his pace, watching Snape getting closer and closer...