94 hp Diagon Alley

official meeting between the ministers.Thanks, Ollivander. ’ And then he actually trotted away.

One is gone, there are three more.thought Gwen.Turning his head to look at Malfoy, he completely forgot how he beat him up before.

"Ollivander?" Malfoy gritted his teeth and sneered, "Now I know who you crazy woman is."

Gwen thumped in his heart and secretly thought it was bad, and he would not be able to play tricks and kick him freely in the future.

"A small and shabby wand shop, huh, Ollivander is also a pure-blooded scum. I'm going to ask my dad to buy your shop and see how long you can be proud, crazy woman." The two behind him The attendant didn't intend to find fault together, but seemed a little uneasy.

Gwen was furious when she heard this, and she strode forward, staring down at the pale young man, "Come on, Malfoy. Don't hide under your father's wing like a goose, Do you have a father in all of Hogwarts?"

"Let me think about it, don't you happen to have none?" Malfoy sprayed the venom not to be outdone.

Gwen froze for a moment, and suddenly felt that there was no point in arguing with this boy.So he took a deep breath and looked at him contemptuously. "Yes, my parents died fighting against the mysterious man in the last war. And the wand in your hand was made by my father. I hope you don't have nightmares at night." After she finished speaking, she took a step back and stared at him with pitiful eyes. He glanced.

"Malfoy, do you know that even if old Malfoy doesn't buy brooms for Slytherin, you can still enter the team with your own ability? Your family is really interesting, and you can always do good things like bad things .May your good father help you find true friends in Slytherin." She glanced at the two servants who were staring down at the floor and sneered.Before Malfoy could react, he turned and ran.

Malfoy sneered, his pale face paler, and motioned for Crabbe and Goyle to follow him.On the way, he saw that Gore was still wearing a pair of glasses, and the temples of the glasses were almost sunk in his flesh.

"Why are you wearing glasses?" he asked, frowning.

The idiot stammered, "Um, I'm...reading."

"Reading?" Malfoy frowned even tighter, and was stunned for two seconds, "I didn't know you could still read?"

On the other side of the corridor, Gwen, who watched the three Slytherins go away, knocked on the wall again: "Okay, we'd better go back quickly."

The door opened, and two grave-faced Weasleys squeezed out, holding a bulging sack in their hands.Seeing Gwen with the usual expression, the two also forcefully smiled and said, "We found a lot of good things, and we will take a look when we go back."

"Perhaps, I might want to rest tonight. Watch it tomorrow."

George put his arms around Gwen lightly, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she twisted.Moreover, the twins did not allow her to take the jumping machine to the eighth floor, and insisted on taking her step by step, so Gwen was hugged by George back to the tower, and she had to listen to them sing and tell jokes.Until the Gryffindor common room, Gwen said goodbye to them at the spiral staircase of the girls' dormitory. Merlin knew that her legs were sore, and she just wanted to go back and have a good sleep, although she had to admit that her mood was much calmer .

But Fred and George didn't let her go. Fred gave her a box of sweets from his pocket, and George stopped talking and just tucked her messy hair behind her ears.

"Merry Christmas, Gwen. Don't even think about it," George called out as Gwen's robes were about to disappear down the stairs.

"Merry Christmas, George, Fred," came the muffled response from upstairs.

Fred takes his desperate brother back to the boys' dormitory.George looked at little George who was bouncing up and down on his bed, and became even more silent.

Until the night was dark, the two villains were also exhausted.George lay on the bed and stared blankly at the bed curtain. The small George also lay on the pillow, and found himself an old pillow cover as a quilt, getting ready to sleep comfortably.Before going to sleep, he ran to George's ear and said:

"Gwen said, you are the more handsome of the twins."

Fred said that George laughed out loud in his sleep last night, very nasty.

"Contact lenses" and the true face of monsters

Gwen felt that she did not sleep well the night before. In fact, their dormitory has not slept well recently.Muggles say that the quality of your sleep affects your mood, and Gwen agrees with that.Ginny walks alone with a book every day, either reading or writing, just like a Ravenclaw before the exam.Even Katie, who is usually gentle, doesn't want to be obsessed with Lockhart's beauty recently. She even had an argument with Wood a few days ago, saying that his training tasks are too heavy, and she will have to practice on a broom in less than half a year. A pair of bow legs.There was also an unknown fire in Gwen's dream yesterday, and she didn't know where to send it. She just remembered a figure kept saying kill him, kill him.For Merlin's sake, she'd never thought of killing a little bastard, and she'd only thought of giving Malfoy a sap, the back kind.

In the early morning of the next day, Gwen, who reconfirmed that she had no dangerous thoughts, slowly got up from the bed.The villain who was seeing George didn't know what was on his back, grabbed the hair on the dog's neck, and rode it wildly in the girls' dormitory.Seeing that Gwen woke up, the villain patted the dog's ass, and the huge, fat cat jumped onto the not-so-firm bed. Gwen thought she heard the creaking sound of the Gryffindor dormitory bed.

"Okay, dog, you are already a 20-pound big cat. Don't jump around like before." Gwen stroked the white cat's chin casually, and then unwrapped the package behind the little George. A raisin cake made by Mrs. Weasley.

As soon as Miss Ollivander, who was in a good mood after eating the cake, entered the lounge, the two Weasleys who had been waiting for her had been waiting for a long time.She quickly quickened her pace, and the three of them found an empty classroom, admiring the booty stolen from Filch's office yesterday.

"A quill with automatic answers, but I heard that the accuracy rate is not high."

"A fork that bites. If you eat with it, you may lose half your tongue."

"Egg of Hu Meizi, hell, George, why did you steal this thing out..."

"We could stuff it under Malfoy's robes, or make some innocuous candy. Look, there's even Muttra's tentacles. That's disgusting, sucks."

Gwen hurriedly expressed his opinion: "This can be kept, eating the tentacles of Mortra rat can ward off bad luck. Don't look at me like that, Fred. We won't really eat it, and it's okay to grind it into powder and add it to magic items. Barely able to start working."

The twins tossed aside the handful of dry, black tentacles and continued rummaging for something useful.

"Broken looking glass, maybe it can be repaired."

"A mass of gray fur, some kind of magical creature. Maybe an invisible beast? Seriously? Some students want to weave themselves cloaks at Hogwarts?"

Gwen snatched it up and threw it next to the Mortella tentacle.

Fred pulled a bright yellow, slender chicken doll from his pocket.

"What is this? Looks like a Muggle item…"

"...That's right, it looks like the rubber duck that Dad said." George looked at it carefully for a moment, and squeezed the slender rubber chicken like a Muggle.

"Giggle—————————"

It was a cry that touched the soul, and Gwen felt that her eardrums had been shattered.George threw it out quickly, and it was quiet now.

"Dark magic!" Fred said, covering his ears.

"Muggle items are so dangerous." George patted his little heart.

"Does anyone still remember my Mandrake project?" Gwen rubbed his chin, "We made dozens of them with the duplication spell, and in case of an attacker, the lower grade students who didn't have time to cast the spell would pinch it, to ensure No one survived for ten miles around."

The twins looked at the pouting rubber chicken on the ground speechlessly, and named it "Cock Mandela".

In the weeks that Mandela's rooster is selling well at Hogwarts, Gwen and the Weasley twins' production of anti-Medusa glasses is also on track.They ground the disgusting Muttra-rat tentacles into a dark, greasy powder, and added the sap of hellebore, a herb that cleanses sin from evil spells; Sunshine orchid, a sun-drenched plant that is said to have a certain effect against black magic.The twins threw all the second-hand glasses bought by Hogsmeade into the cauldron and boiled for a long time to let the potion soak well.

The idea of ​​the research and development team is very simple. Since they don't know what petrified the students, they superimpose everything possible.Anyway, with their level, they can't make too powerful magic props.

After the surface of the glasses was soaked into a dangerous green color by the potion, Gwen took a pair of small golden scissors and carefully chopped the gray invisible beast's hair into almost invisible wool.Fred and George, who were well-informed by Mrs. Weasley, used a few housework magics, which were exactly the kind Molly used to knit sweaters, and hundreds of invisible cloth pieces the size of lenses were made.Then they studied for a few days, and finally learned the Permanent Sticking Charm under Professor Flitwick's deep suspicion.After the surface of these glasses was covered with invisible cloth, the exhausted Gwen asked the twins to pay a high price.

"Are you afraid of being petrified? Why don't you buy a 'contact lens'! Even Medusa can't find your eyes, prevent evil spells, and remove bad luck. Mom doesn't have to worry about me being petrified anymore!"

After that day, Hogwarts students all wore these funny glasses, and two round holes appeared on their immature faces, and people could see through their glasses