[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

"Alice, what happened to your face?"

"Alice, are you alright?"

"Do you want to take a leave of absence? Anyway, it's Professor Binns' class."

Alice smiled stiffly, and nodded one by one in response: "Don't worry, I just touched it accidentally, it will be fine after a while."

"Yes, yes, she was really careless, and she fell on the ground even when she was walking properly." Carrie agreed, "Fortunately, I was watching from the side, and she was not injured, only some red marks were left."

"Really? It was too careless." The man shook his head and left. Alice looked like a calm schoolmaster, but she didn't expect to be confused in private.

"Ha ha."

Carrie couldn't help shrinking her neck when she heard Alice's sneer, and forcefully argued: "Isn't this explaining for you? It's more believable this way."

"Indeed, so that everyone knows that I fell, and fell flat on my face."

"What's the matter, anyway, everyone will soon forget...Damn it, what are you doing with your wand?" Carrie was startled, and fled ten meters away from Alice at lightning speed.

The surprise was so scary, and Alice was overjoyed. Originally, she just took a wand casually, but now she really wanted to avenge this morning.

Appearing to be thinking as she approached, she murmured at a volume Carrie could hear: "Tarantella dance? That's too loud. Slug Curse? It's disgusting."

Carrie was terrified and explained tremblingly: "I didn't do it on purpose, didn't you tell me to wake you up?"

This morning Carrie rarely set the alarm clock, washed up, stood neatly in front of her friend's bed, and called Alice to wake up.

Because of the dreamless potion, Alice fell into a deep sleep.

The quilt was not only turned sideways, but half of it fell to the ground, and the nightdress was pulled directly to the abdomen. Carrie was worried that she would catch a cold.

Carrie thought about slapping her face after shouting several times to no avail, but her friendship and conscience made her give up this most reliable and effective method.Since you can't fan, you can only settle for the next best thing.

Carrie looked at Alice's delicate skin with almost no pores, and felt that her hands were itchy, and she couldn't slap her. A few pinches would do.

Who knew that Alice's face not only looked tender, it was really tender!She hated that she owed her hand, but the problem was that she pinched it twice, how could she become so popular?

"Why don't you use the lump curse, although it's a little ugly, but at least it's not disgusting."

Alice seemed very satisfied with her final decision, and walked towards Carrie without any explanation, holding up her wand.

Pimple curse?It might as well be spitting snot, she has an appointment with Andrew in the afternoon.Having only recently been together, Carrie hadn't gotten to the stage where she could date without makeup let alone a face full of boils.

Carrie stepped back step by step: "Alice, you have to think clearly and don't mess around. I'm your best friend!"

As the well-deserved No.1 of Hogwarts, Alice not only has solid and rich theoretical knowledge, but also has a very good level of magic spells. She doesn't think she can escape.

Before admitting her mistake, Alice kept her helplessness in her heart, frowning and quickened her pace.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn't think that your face is so tender that I couldn't help reaching out to pinch it."

Alice's pace remained unchanged.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, I even pinched your face red, refused to admit your mistake and told others that you fell on the ground by yourself."

Alice's pace slowed down, and Carrie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"anything else?"

besides?what else?Carrie collapsed, how could she not know what else she did wrong?

"Not only what you have done, but also what you want to do." Alice kindly reminded.

How could anyone be so overbearing?What can I say about what I haven't done!Carrie swallowed her retort when she saw Alice's wand getting closer.

Facts have proved that no matter how lazy a person is in the face of danger, his brain can run at full speed. Carrie closed her eyes and shouted out a second before Alice chanted: "I shouldn't be thinking about slapping you!"

There was no sound, maybe my face was covered with pimples, she opened her eyes and found that her friend had put away the wand.

"Are you stupid? How could I really cast a spell on you?" Alice laughed, "And magic is not allowed in the corridors of Hogwarts."

Filch had been here several times just now, and if it wasn't for his friendship with Alice, she would have been sentenced to confinement now.

Knowing that Alice was just scary, Carrie immediately became active again: "Of course I know you won't really do anything to me. But anyone who hears the knot curse will be scared."

Alice smiled lightly and said nothing, determined not to expose Carrie's stubbornness.

"Wait, did you hear me speak last night?" Carrie realized that Alice knew this must be because of what she said last night, "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

"How can it be called pretending to be asleep?" Alice retorted, "It was the last second before falling asleep, and I thought I was dreaming when I was unconscious."

But when she woke up and saw the red marks on her face, she became suspicious. She didn't expect this to happen.

"You lied to me?" Carrie couldn't believe it. She thought Alice was really angry.

"Is this the point? The point is not that you want to slap me?"

"If it was me who fell asleep, wouldn't you want to fan me awake?"

"Yes." Alice replied without hesitation, "To tell you the truth, every morning I wake you up, I want to pour a clear spring on your head."

"But things can't be compared like this." Alice said before Carrie, "I haven't put it into practice."

Alice pointed to the red marks on her face, and was satisfied to see that Carrie was speechless.

"It's fine if you know you're wrong, I'll go to Charms class first."

She didn't want her wizard robe to be caught in the next second.

"I've always been a bold person." Carrie approached mysteriously, "To express my apologies, I'll bring you something nice tonight."

……

"Are you sure you're here?"

On the eighth floor of the castle, Carrie looked at the tapestry "Troll beats Barnaba with a stick" opposite and felt that they were the ones who were stupid.

"That's what Jarvis said." Alice also hesitated, because it really looked like an ordinary wall, "But what good things are you bringing? You need a hidden space and the dormitory is too big. boring."

Carrie proudly adjusted the position of the schoolbag on her back: "You will know when you get in."

Alice no longer struggled, and according to the method Jarvis said, she concentrated on wanting a hidden room where she could rest and walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times.

"It's unbelievable!" Carrie exclaimed as she looked at the smooth door that suddenly appeared, "Does this look like the magical door leading to another world in fairy tales?"

Alice didn't want to talk nonsense, and stepped forward to open the door: "Go in quickly, it will be over if Filch finds out."

The room is small but covered with thick floor tiles.In the middle is a huge soft orange sofa and a round table with milk and freshly baked strawberry pie on the table.

There is a bookshelf and desk in the corner. There are not many books on the bookshelf, but pens, ink, and parchment are neatly arranged on the desk.

"Perfect!" Carrie carefully placed her schoolbag on the carpet, and then collapsed on the sofa.

Alice was the first to stand in front of the bookshelf, wanting to see if there were any interesting books.

"Interesting?" Lying on the soft sofa, Carrie asked lazily.

"It's boring." Alice looked at the dozen of failed test papers in her hand, and carefully put them back in place. "There are more than a dozen different names for the ones I saw. It seems that people who know this place are not No."

"That's for sure, after all these years. And it's not a big secret for Jarvis and the others to know."

Although she thought Jarvis was a nice person, Carrie didn't think his adventure society was as loud as he boasted.

"Gryffindor Castle Exploration and Adventure Club", they only account for the words "Gryffindor" and "exploration" in it.

"But it surprises me that you can also swim at night."

"Why wouldn't I?" Alice asked back, "I still have to take risks in my student life. Isn't it okay to try night tours once in a while?"

"Yes, yes, of course." Carrie changed from sitting to lying down, "Isn't this the trend you didn't have in the past four years? I thought you wouldn't agree today."

Carrie was also a veteran of night tours because of dating.Alice has watched her roommate night tour for several years without expressing her opinion and not taking the initiative to join, so she thought that Alice had no interest in night tour at all.

"The previous four years were too busy." Alice counted with her fingers, "You know how busy the first grade was to skip a grade. In the third and fourth grades, I was busy earning money and determining my future employment direction. Fifth grade It's the OWLs exam, it's even more impossible to think about anything else."

"When you say it like this, I seem to be a waste who has no plans for the future, no self-motivation and will just lie flat."

"Don't be poor, what on earth have you brought?" It was getting late now, and Alice didn't want to discuss life with Carrie.

Carrie sat upright and picked up her schoolbag: "Now let me solemnly introduce to everyone the must-have at midnight—wine."

"You're crazy, we're underage..." Alice quickly changed her words when she saw what Carrie had brought out, "It's really a good thing."

The table is filled with fruit wines packed in colorful cans, among which strawberry, lemon, and grape flavored fruit wines account for the largest proportion.

No matter how it tastes, at least it won't get you drunk.Alice looked at the alcohol strength marked on it and wondered which was lower, butter beer or it.

"Are you going to drink it directly?" Carrie stopped Alice from reaching out to the table, "Life should have a sense of ritual."

Carrie sighed as she poured the cider from the jug into the stained glass on the table, "Night, soft light, company of friends, and wine. What a day, and you have to drink from your mouth."

Alice took the glass and took a small sip.

"It's still not as good as butterbeer."

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Merry Christmas! !

I am different from those vulgar fans outside. They draw Christmas trees for you, and I draw big cakes for you: I will write more than 100 chapters for this novel.