94 hp Diagon Alley

With a book drifting past, "Maybe she wants to take the opportunity to hide from some villain?"

At this time Harry returned to the common room from the outside, and there was a surprising figure who appeared with him.

Sirius looked around the warm Gryffindor lounge, then patted Harry on the shoulder at the door.

"Don't worry, Harry. I'll talk to Dumbledore again." His expression was a bit complicated, as if he was both worried about his godson and proud that he could be chosen as a warrior. "The Fat Lady won't let me in, so bye."

Harry nodded worriedly, saying goodbye to his godfather.Then he explained to Ron and Ginny, "He said that Dumbledore acquiesced in allowing him to stay and give me special training - as long as it doesn't violate the rules."

Ginny looked very excited, and said that all three schools hope to win the championship, which means that everyone will try their best to take advantage of the loopholes in the competition rules.

Ron looked even angrier, and stomped back to the dormitory foolishly.

George waited in front of the burning fireplace until curfew and went back with slumped shoulders without seeing Gwen.He nestled back on the bed, took out the parchment and wrote a small note.I wrote it, and I wrote it.

"Yesterday's kiss felt good." - it makes you look like a moron.

"That's not what I meant, Gwen. I'm afraid you've been knocked out of the potion"—I think you're knocked out.

"I don't hate you."—Well, she will really hate you after reading it.George kept denying himself.

In the end, only a short line was left:

"Gwen, if you'd like to talk, I'm available anytime."

Gwen waited until after the curfew, and knocked on the portrait of the Fat Lady under the banner of being punished by Snape for labor.Tiptoed back to the dormitory.Then I saw a big white fat cat lying belly up on his pillow.

Gwen rubbed the dog twice indiscriminately, and it barked dissatisfiedly.Then a note emerged from his fat belly that was folded up.

Gwen opened it to take a look, raised her wand and burned the note, and the sparks flew to the dog, singeing off a beard.

The little witch held the fat cat in both hands and looked at it, threatening: "Honey, if you still want to fall in love with Crookshanks, don't bring news for him. Otherwise, I will lock you in the boys' dormitory .”

Gouzi shook three times.Tian Tian called out "Woof", expressing that she would never betray her master (and lover).

disturbed night

It has been seven days of detention in Professor Snape's office, and now Gwen can even appreciate Slytherin's unique "black humor". If she feels that Snape is in a good mood, she can occasionally talk to him .

But obviously, he was generally in a bad mood.Especially recently when Sirius moved into Hogwarts Castle and refused to allow his godson to participate in any potentially dangerous detention at Snotluck.

For example, today, on a beautiful Sunday, the professor exuding a terrible low pressure is wrestling in the office.After getting caught up in a junior Gryffindor paper, Gwen decided to offer her greetings.

"Professor, who messed with you again?" She was still squeezing pus out of Mibu Mibao.

"Shut up your idle curiosity, Ollivander." Snape said in a softer and more sinister voice, and then he looked at the girl, deciding to doubt her with his egalitarian prejudice. "Unless you break into my office and steal your poor professor's private stash."

It was something Gwen hadn't expected, but someone who could steal potions - either the twins or Harry and his pals - but Gwen decided to swallow the words.No matter who did it, she is the one who suffers underground now, and she doesn't want to be angered.

"It's strange, after all, not everyone can appreciate the real fun of Potions and understand the value of your private stash." Gwen spoke in imitation of Snape's tone, which was the best way she had figured out to communicate.

Sure enough, the old bat professor calmed down, and it was rare that he didn't increase Gwen's labor tasks.

"I find myself being too kind to you, daring you to be greedy for tips from me." Snape hissed viciously.

Gwen immediately shut her mouth, and kept squeezing the pustules with her hands, still guessing in her mind what potion ingredients were lost.

She still didn't go to the auditorium to have dinner with the others, and still chose to sneak into the kitchen.

"Good night, Dobby, Winky. Can I have a sandwich?" Gwen sat in her old seat and greeted the familiar elf.

After a while, the elves brought a plate of sandwiches stacked high.

"Thank you." Gwen began to eat happily, and asked about the most well-informed magical creatures in Hogwarts by the way. "Do you know who has been in Professor Snape's private storage room lately? It's that small, narrow door with a disgusting collection."

Dobby raised his big ears and said quickly, "Dobby knows! Professor Snape, and some of Slytherin's students—Malfoy, Nott..." He read out a long list of names, Most of them Gwen didn't know at all.

"Okay, Dobby," Gwen decided to narrow down the scope of the description, "Did someone sneak in? It looks suspicious, without Professor Snape's permission." Then she pondered for a moment, adding two suspects, "Such as The Weasley twins or Harry."

"Great Harry Potter!" the elf retorted loudly, "Of course he didn't!"

"So…"

"It's not Wei Zai's brothers either!"

"Who is Wei Zai?" Gwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Harry Potter's Wedges - the one who gave Dobby his sweater." Dobby tugged at the shrunken burgundy red sweater he was wearing over his shorts.

The sweater looked familiar to Gwen, it must have been knitted by Mrs. Weasley herself.Ron should have sent some clothes to the house elf under Hermione's coercion and lure.

"Dobby, Winky. If you're not busy, can you keep an eye on Professor Snape's office for me?" Gwen finished the last sandwich, "I want to know who's going in—actually, I want to know more about that person." Steal something. Because this is my last day of detention." Then she patted Dobby on the head, "You know, Harry's going to have a competition, in case anyone from another school tries to play tricks..."

"Dobby will help Harry Potter! Never let anyone hurt him!" Dobby patted his chest vigorously.Winky still looked melancholy.

At this time, someone walked into the Hogwarts kitchen again.

Gwen had to admit that George Weasley was a rare smart man when he wasn't being stupid.

The tall, thin, red-haired boy was standing helplessly at the kitchen door, while Gwen's mouth was half-open, with bread crumbs on the corner of his mouth.

After a moment of silence, George finally murmured, "...I guess you might be here..."

Well, Gwen thought, you guys told me how to scratch pears into the kitchen.

George did some mental construction for a while, and finally got up the courage to say: "Gwen, are you free now?" He seemed to be afraid that Gwen would be unhappy, so he quickly said in the most gentle voice, "We can go for a walk , there is still half an hour before the curfew..."

Gwen folded her arms and raised her eyebrows. She almost got under the table just now, and she was found after only a week.

"I don't think it's necessary to go for a walk." Gwen wanted to say that she had just survived the pus of Meebu Meebo, and then she let out an earth-shattering belch.

The elves were overjoyed, which was the best compliment to their labor.They also kindly gave Gwen an after-dinner mint.

George, too, was overjoyed that they had a good reason to go for a walk.

Only Gwen wanted to cry and laugh, and wanted to find a mouse hole to crawl into.

Then she was pulled out of the castle by George's hand.Under the cold wind in November, the two walked to the side of the Black Lake.

"Did you know that Ron and Harry had a fight?" George said in the silent moonlight.

Awesome, Gwen rolled her eyes inwardly, this is the first thing you said to me after the cold war for so long?She shook off George's dry and warm hand, and turned to go back.

Of course, she was grabbed by the arm again by a big hand.

I hate Quidditch, I hate Oliver Wood.Gwen gritted her teeth.

"Wait a minute, Gwen. I mean, as Ron's older brother, I'm definitely better than him." George grabbed Gwen, who was smoking with anger, "So I've been looking for you several times God, I really can't stand the misunderstanding between friends without explaining. So I want to apologize to you earlier, like a real man."

Gwen nearly bit her lip, really good, George.I want to fall in love with you, and you treat me like a brother?

She turned around and squeezed out a sentence viciously through her teeth: "So? The way you show your masculinity is to learn to bow your head before your brother?"

George scratched his hair in annoyance. He seemed to have said the wrong thing again. "Sorry, Gwen."

Gwen was so choked by his words that she couldn't express her anger, as if she had eaten a whole pumpkin that Hagrid had grown, scratching her heart and liver.

"I'm sorry, Gwen." George looked up and down at Gwen with his bright eyes.

"I'm not deaf, you've said it again." Gwen said angrily.

"I could say it a thousand times, because I'm so sorry, I screwed up." George sniffed, not sure if he was cold or really excited, "I'm an idiot."

"Five points for your self-knowledge?" Gwen felt that he had learned badly from Professor Snape these days.

"In your heart, you can deduct points for me at will,