[HP] Tsundere from afar

After that day, I felt Draco.Malfoy might not be the bad-minded teenager I imagined him to be.Even his frenzied pursuit of me in Diagon Alley has been labeled by me as perhaps an overdose of Felicia.

But he still particularly likes to cause trouble at Hogwarts, and like most Slytherins, he is not very popular.

Hogwarts is gradually showing signs of snow, which also heralds that our Christmas is coming soon. Recently, my letters to Ruth have all disappeared, which makes me a little impatient to go home and have a look.

Christmas is coming in the snow, and the lobby is very lively, just like the Chinese New Year.The faces of the students in every house were filled with joy and happiness. They greeted the students they didn’t know, and even Slytherin became warm and polite for a rare sight. Most of the students planned to go home, but a few stayed, such as Harry and Ron.

I said goodbye to them and boarded the Hogwarts Express, this time in the same compartment as Hannah, Ernie and Hermione.

"I'll write to you guys," Hannah said to us, and she glanced at me. "Especially Eve, I need an owl to wake her up every morning, you don't know how sleepy she is!"

Inexplicably feeling shot in the knee, I hurriedly begged for mercy: "I must get up on time, Queen Hannah."

There was a lot of laughter in the carriage. When the express was halfway through, the door of our compartment was opened, and a platinum-blonde head appeared at the door. Thankfully, it was Draco.Malfoy doesn't like to trouble Potter and the others as much as in the original book, so Hermione didn't pull out her wand or something because of his appearance.

He raised his head at me at the door, signaling me to come out.

Hannah and the others grabbed my hand and asked, "Will you be bullied by Malfoy?"

I thought about Draco.The scene where Malfoy eats owl rations, silently telling them they won't.

The scenery outside the carriage is actually very beautiful, the snowflakes are dancing, with the unique whiteness and crystal clearness of western countries, the snowflakes in the magic world seem to be different.

"I forgive you." The young master said this sentence to me again, and then he folded his arms and said to me solemnly.

"I'll remember to send you letters and gifts." After saying that, he raised his head coolly, and then he stood there, as if waiting for me to say something?

I thought for a while and told him: "I will also reply to your letter and gift."

He stopped in astonishment, looked at me for a long time, and said viciously: "I will not forgive you!" and then ran away.

His cheeks were flushed just now, and I found that Draco's ears are very cute in shape, a bit like an elf, with the tips of the ears raised, very handsome, and they are prone to flushing, thinking about it, I feel like laughing.

Maybe I missed the little boy saying Merry Christmas?The little boy these days is so thoughtful at such a young age, shouldn't he work hard in the future?

I said goodbye to my friends on the express train, got off the express train, and it was not Ruth who greeted me, but Mrs. Malkin, but I also ran to Mrs. Malkin with open arms and shouted Merry Christmas to her!

Mrs. Malkin looked me over with a smile, and she told me she missed me so much, and I smiled back.

"Why didn't Grandpa Russ come?" I asked suspiciously, but found Madam Malkin's face froze for a moment.

"Mr. Ruth's visiting an old friend who won't be with you this Christmas, dear," Mrs. Malkin said to me, crouching down, stroking my arm.

"That's a pity!" I squeezed a smile, although I may be worse inside than it looks.

I walked into the house and found that there was no dust, and it was snowing in London, but it felt colder than Hogwarts. Madam Malkin would sometimes come to the house to accompany me, and I would feel the fire when she came Kind of heartwarming.

The granny downstairs said Ruth's bakery hadn't been open for a long time.

I went back to the house in silence and found the letter Ruth had left for me in the study. I couldn't deceive myself that I wasn't worried about Ruth.

Ruth said in the letter that he was going to visit a man named Nicholas.An old friend of Flamel, maybe I'll see him again on my next vacation.

I went to the study and looked for this one called Nicholas.LeMay's personal information, a thick book records that he tried a great alchemist, and created the Philosopher's Stone, which can make people immortal by using the Philosopher's Stone.

When I saw this, I turned to the book.

Don't tell me it's the Philosopher's Stone?

Maybe this Christmas is a little incomplete for me. Without Gary and Ruth, I have prepared roast chicken and all kinds of delicious food. Cooking is a kind of skill, and eating is also a kind of skill. As long as you learn these two skills ---

I will never starve to death.

After the wee hours of the morning, I raised my juice glass to the empty seat across the table and toasted Eve!

Bored, I started wrapping Christmas presents for my friends.

I gave Madam Malkin a set of Muggle fashion magazines.

Hannah's Christmas present was a packet of beauty potions, and Ernie was a Quidditch Heat novel.

Harry's is a wool hat with red and yellow stripes, which is very Gryffindor-like.

Hermione is a set of "Fantastic Little Curses You Didn't Know", and Weasley ---

I thought about it, and pulled out a copy of "The Magical Land" written by the ancient runes from the study room, and then smiled mischievously.

I was having trouble figuring out what to give to Platinum Master, thinking this spoiled kid must have everything, so I bought a Muggle world hamster doll, wrapped it up, and the moment it was sent out A note with "Merry Christmas" was stuffed inside the package.

In the end, I sent Professor Snape a dozen practical crystal bottles with fear, and told Pole to fly back immediately after putting down the gift. I don't know if Pole understood.

After all this, I sat by the fire waiting for the next day, imagining my friends' owls knocking on my window, and the door of the house being opened to reveal Ruth.

I wanted to prepare a dinner table for Ruth as a gift, but this gift obviously couldn't be given.

The next day, I did hear a knock on the window. I squinted and saw that it was Hannah's owl. It was like her owner, calling me to get up in a special way.

After that, all kinds of gifts appeared in all kinds of strange ways.

Hannah sent me a copy of Hair and Beauty Charms with 3 inch slips full of advice to get me to bed early and wake up early; Hermione gave me a pretty pink scarf; Ernie sent me back Snack bags full of assorted candies and biscuits; Harry wrote me a long thank you note wishing me a Merry Christmas and gave me a sparkly quill from Changing Ink stationery.

And Ron--

I thought he might send me a Howler letter, but he still told me euphemistically that he couldn't read, and then gave me a string of wind chimes made by the Weasley brothers; Draco.Malfoy's owl flew into the living room at night, it was indeed a petite looking animal, I took off the present, it was a long and thin box, opened it and found a golden, embellished A fringed headband full of pearls and onyx...I swear I wouldn't wear it to my hair, lifting this headband that's a bit heavy, I think so.Then I tied this hair tie around my neck wittily, and it felt pretty good.

As expected, Professor Snape did not return the salute, and I breathed a sigh of relief while being disappointed.

When I was about to return to school, I stayed in the study alone and wrote a long letter to Ruth, which mentioned my good time at Hogwarts and introduced Hufflepuff's good character. Mentioned my feelings for this Christmas, and expressed my thoughts on him.

With the last touch done, I put down the quill, picked up the suitcase and walked out of the house without Ruth.

After returning to Hogwarts, I made a miraculous discovery. Maybe children in this age group grow very fast, but these children may not include me.

I haven't changed my height much since I was about 10, and now I'm more of a little dwarf in Hogwarts, and I'm the prettiest dwarf if I'm a dwarf.

Hannah couldn't help but compare my height with hers, and magically told me that maybe I was getting shorter.

I gave her the middle finger silently. If Hannah wasn't Hufflepuff, I probably really thought she was laughing at me: "It's because you ate fat on Christmas, so your whole body is swollen!"

The scariest thing in the world is not that you become shorter, but that your best friend grows taller.

Although I noticed that many seniors and students of the same grade on the long table looked at me more lovingly.I took a bite out of the chicken leg to vent my anger---

Isn't everyone more than one meter long?Are you two meters?Are you two meters?

really interesting.

Hermione waved to us from the long table not far away, and she ran over happily and said to us with a bright smile on her face: "Merry Christmas!"

I bet Hermione had a better Christmas than I did.

We chatted, in fact, when Hermione chatted with us, she was really a very lively girl, and she didn't feel domineering in the original book at all.

"I just chatted with Harry, he said he received a magical gift for Christmas, but he betrayed it." Hermione raised her eyebrows, dissatisfied.

"Maybe he was trying to find the right opportunity to surprise you?" I teased. If I remember correctly, Harry should have received the Invisibility Cloak?

"I hope." The Miss Know-it-all of Gryffindor shook her head, and we stood up to go to class, but Hermione stopped me, and I saw her look at me in surprise.

"Eve, I found that your height is unusual."

"..."

"Hermione, I think her height may have something to do with her staying in bed." Hannah whispered to Hermione from the side.

"Those are two different things!" I explained aloud, and there were times when Hufflepuff was more poignant than Slytherin.

But Hermione still opened her eyes wide and told me, maybe this is related, I stared blankly at my girlfriends, doubting the authenticity of this information?

One day when I went to Professor Sprout's herbalism class, I saw Harry, he was wearing a school robe, a small person walking on the snow, and the huge owl stood on his arm.

"Hi Harry." I greeted him.

He looked back at me and smiled at me. Since the last troll incident, I feel an inexplicable closeness to the trio in the original book, at least not as much as I wanted to avoid them at first.

"You don't look happy?"

"No." Harry gave me a look as he let his owl fly, longing for something in his eyes.

"Who are you sending a letter to?" I hugged the book in my arms and talked to him, the weather was really cold.

"No." Harry shook his head, drooping his head, even I could feel his frustration.

"I'm sorry, I forgot..." There was no way Harry could send the letter.

"It's okay, Eve." Harry looked at me the same way, and he shook his head nonchalantly. The appearance of this child makes people feel very distressed, but in fact, he has had a very tragic experience.

"You know?" I shrugged, trying to save the awkward atmosphere, "I was an orphan until I was 6 years old, maybe you know, running around with a group of homeless orphans or something."

Harry looked at me in surprise, and I was hesitant to continue, but it really was a breakthrough for me to express my bad Christmas feelings.

"I tried a lot of food that you can't imagine, and later I did a lot of things that the police chased and beat me. This kind of life experience is very amazing, but I couldn't help it at the time." I tried to tell you in a pleasant tone. Harry some things, but those memories were damn hot.

"Later I separated from my ex-partners and was adopted by my grandpa. He was very kind to me. We spent 5 happy Christmases together, but he was not at home this Christmas, which also made me feel sad. , but reality still has to be photographed, doesn’t it?”

Harry looked at me, disbelief and consternation in his eyes.

"Maybe you won't be friends with me because I was an orphan?" I took a deep breath to suppress the bad emotions that just came up.

"No, of course not, Eve..." Harry opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He suddenly looked at me and said to me in a childish voice: "I'm sorry to remind you of this, Eve, but thank you You tell me this."

The boy told me: "My parents died, but I saw a mirror called the Mirror of Erised, which reflects the desires of people's hearts, and I saw my parents there...."

"Isn't that something to be happy about? You, who miss your parents, see them."

"But they're not real, and the magic mirror isn't there anymore." Harry's voice dropped again, and I thought he was mourning the death of his parents.

"Perhaps you could, look for their pictures?"

Harry's eyes lit up like a green field after the first thaw.

i miss harryPotter is actually the person most similar to me. Forgive me for telling him my secrets before I was 6 years old, not my girlfriends. Hedgehogs can only bring comfort to the same kind sometimes.

Eager to get to the herb class classroom, I ran to the back of the castle, at the end of the corridor, I seemed to see a platinum head flashing past.

After Christmas, Hogwarts suddenly ushered in spring, and the forest returned to verdant green, even though there was still unfinished snow on the castle tower.

However, the students of Hogwarts suddenly ushered in a severe winter in their hearts. Because the final exam was coming, all colleges and universities began to review intensely. Brains abound, especially Hufflepuff.

Now the college is suddenly tense, Hannah wakes me up earlier than usual, she said that there is a way in the Muggle world called "morning reading".

I fell!

Hufflepuffs are well-known for their poor academic performance, but their fearless spirit is also a symbol of the courtyard, so the Hufflepuffs who have been beaten to death by books and kept moving forward have been miserable recently.

"Things must be a little bit better in Ravenclaw," I said to Hannah, passing by the messy lounge.

As a result, Hannah told me as she walked anxiously: "No, Ravenclaws have taken over the entire library!"

We hurried to Hufflepuff's long table and were puzzled to find Neville from Gryffindor.Longbottom was hopping in with a foot-locking spell, while the hapless boy gave me a shy hello and hopped back to Gryffindor.

"I heard that Malfoy likes to trouble Neville recently." Ron said to us from a distance with a snack in his mouth.

"Let's read your book, as long as Malfoy doesn't trouble you!" Hermione raised her head from the pile of books and gave Ron a look, while Harry nodded to us from the side.

"I guess Malfoy's spell practice should be O." I spread my hands and smiled at Hannah. We had just sat down at Hufflepuff's long table when Hermione and the others packed up their books and stood up.

Hannah stopped Hermione: "Hermione, where are you going?"

Hermione pulled Harry and they said, "The library!"

Seeing Hermione disappearing at the entrance of the lobby, Hannah turned to me and said, "But the library is full of Ravenclaws."

But the plot will help them.

I happily opened the book and started a day's review career.