[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

On Christmas Day, Sigrid got up early.

Sure enough, the fireplace was already piled high with gifts. Sigrid sat on the carpet and rummaged for a long time, finally finding the Christmas gift that Fred had sent.

So light? Isn't it another real estate property? Sigrid frowned and weighed the gift in her hand. She preferred the little invention he had put so much effort into making than this one.

Sigrid opened the package and found a note inside and nothing else.

"This year's Christmas gift is a bit special. I can only ask you to come and pick it up in person. It's at the store in Diagon Alley. Contact me."

So make a fool of yourself.

But it was undeniable that she was moved!

They haven't seen each other since the last incident at St. Mungo's. She complained a little that Fred didn't leave a good impression in front of her mother, and felt guilty that she had completely forgotten the etiquette and dignity of a lady. net.

She still remembers the scene.

"Mr. Weasley?" Her mother gave Fred a calm look.

Then, she saw her eloquent boyfriend stuttering, "Yes, madam, hello!" He wanted to raise his head and scratch his hair out of habit, but he seemed to feel that this was not good, so he quickly Putting down his hands, the tall man stood up straight.

Kind of silly.

Her mother looked at him critically before finally speaking again, "If you don't have anything else to do, I'll take Syl home first."

"No...no." Fred quickly replied.

"Then let's say goodbye." Her mother raised her lips and gave Fred a fake smile politely.

Then it seemed that he finally remembered her standing aside: "Let's go, Syl!"

Then, she followed her mother, and after walking several steps, Fred's voice sounded from behind her, "Walk slowly, bye!"

Mother nodded sideways and said nothing. Sigrid followed her and was too timid to look back.

When she got home, she was criticized. Her mother said that her etiquette class needed to be relearned for a holiday. As for Fred, there was no comment.

After spending a day alone in the apartment, my mother got two weeks of Christmas vacation and they returned to the manor.

On Christmas Eve, except for her brother Ellen, the family of three had a happy dinner. The original plan of having a chat with her father was aborted because of the embarrassment that day.

Let’s wait until Easter, it won’t be too late then, so Sigrid made new plans.

Putting down Fred's letter, Sigrid found the gift from Umbridge in the colorful packaging box. It was a quill. She glanced at it casually and put it back in the box. She didn't know how to use it anyway. of.

It seemed that Professor Umbridge was very satisfied with her Christmas gift. Finally, her efforts were not in vain and she gave her the limited edition "Laughing Cat" decorative plate from her collection.

It was specially processed by Fred. Once Umbridge hangs it on the wall, she can know the situation in her office through the cat on the hanging plate.

I picked and opened some more. In addition to her family and friends, most of them were sent by fans who didn't know how to get her mailing address. There were even letters from France and Germany.

She found two gifts that interested her. The first sender was Lindsay Hall, who sent her two books about the lives of famous Muggle actresses, "The Biography of Marilyn Monroe" and "The Biography of Audrey Hepburn." This book did not arouse much interest in her, but the letter sent with the book made a deep impression on her.

Dear Sigrid:

I wish you a Merry Christmas. I hope you like the books I gave you. When I saw them, I thought of you immediately. You have a superior face and outstanding temperament. You were born to be the center of attention!

I plan to establish the world's first wizard entertainment media company next year to enrich the boring entertainment life of ordinary wizard families. I very much hope you will join me.

No need to rush to reply. Merry Christmas to you again!

your hall

To be honest, she is already in fifth grade and has no specific future plans. Her biggest hobbies are beauty, dressing up, and doing various manicures. On the other hand, her friend Hall is already planning to make history~

"Amazing Hall..." Sigrid sighed as she put away the letters. She did not put the two books in the warehouse with other gifts to collect dust, but put them on her bookshelf to read when she had time. Look!

The second sender was Sis Alger, a trainee reporter who had been stationed at Hogwarts to cover the Triwizard Tournament a year ago.

No, it should be said that he is a "former" trainee reporter. Since the sales of newspapers increased significantly last year, he has replaced Rita Skeeter and became a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet.

He sent a photo album, which contained photos taken at school last year. Sigrid opened the pages and flipped through them one by one. She had to admire that Mr. Alger was really good at capturing photos. No matter what her expression or demeanor was in it, They are all beautiful, so don’t miss them.

It is indeed worthy of her collection.

After closing the photo album, she slowly opened the letter that was sent with her. The content was as follows:

Beautiful Miss Sigrid:

I wonder if you like the 15-year-old photo album I took for you? If it catches your eye, would you allow me to take a photo album for you every year?

Every time I see your photos, I will sigh: Your beauty is truly a gift from Merlin and should not be buried on campus.

Looking forward to recovery!

ps: The top management of the Ministry of Magic has an ambiguous attitude towards the return of the mysterious man. Please be vigilant in Slytherin and do not believe what is in the newspaper.

Your loyal believer Alger

Sigrid closed the envelope. A beautiful photo album a year was a good idea. She liked it and she would agree to it.

As for the return of the mysterious man, it is really clear to all the authorities. After chatting with her father for a while last night, she was no longer as anxious as when school started.

They are an outside pure-blood family that has not experienced the last dark decade. It can be said that they are the safest type of people at present. Not making a statement is the best choice. She only needs to go to school well and perform her duties as a prefect.

Sigrid felt a lot more relaxed after her biggest headache was eliminated. She took out the name tag that had been cold for a week from the drawer and decided to be generous and not have a unilateral "cold war" with Fred!

"I'll pick up my gift tomorrow afternoon. I hope it's worth the trip."

When she sent a message to Fred, the person on the other side responded quickly to her, "I promise you will like it, waiting for you!" 』

She was satisfied with this attitude of admitting her mistake.

The two set a time to meet, and Sigrid had no time to chat anymore. She had to go visit relatives and friends with her mother, which was a heavy task.

The next day, Sigrid, who performed well, finally got an afternoon of free time for herself. She hummed an unknown tune and put on a satisfactory "date makeup" for herself.

Diagon Alley

Sigrid stood blankly on the street corner, looking up at the eye-catching sign on the storefront "Magpies Future Wizard Technology Research and Development Company".

She clearly remembered Fred saying that their shop was "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes", right?

After confirming again that the house number on the wall was indeed No. 93, Diagon Alley, Sigrid opened the door and walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, she had a panoramic view of the store, which looked empty at the moment. The house elf Winky was supervising several craftsmen decorating the standing cabinets.

"Ms. Stewart, are you finally here? The boss is waiting for you in the basement. I will show you the way!" Almost as soon as Sigrid entered the door, she saw her twinkle and appeared in front of her, proving that she was not looking for her. Wrong place.

Winky didn't look as depressed as she did at Hogwarts last semester. She was dressed in a decent employee uniform and had a smile on her face. "Boss Fred has been waiting for a long time. You will definitely like the gift!"

Twinkle respectfully led her to the basement entrance, "This is it, miss!"

"Thank you, Twinkle!" Sigrid nodded to her in a good mood.

"Miss actually remembers Twinkle's name!" Tears of excitement rolled in Twinkle's eyes, and she quickly wiped her face with her hands. "It's my honor to serve you. Twinkle won't disturb you and the boss anymore." After that, she snapped her fingers. Disappeared.

Sigrid couldn't help but sigh, "House elves are really an emotional species..."

Sigrid opened the door. In the dim basement attic, Fred was tinkering with something with his back to her. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly stuffed something into his pocket.

Sigrid is now more curious about the situation of "Magpies Future Wizard Technology Research and Development Company" than the gift. "Fred, has your trick shop changed its name?"

Hearing Sigrid suddenly ask herself this, Fred smiled meaningfully, "We plan to open a company first, after all, my mother doesn't like trick shops."

"Oh." Sigrid nodded clearly, "Auntie, you must be very happy to know that you are your own boss, right?"

"No -, we didn't tell her this is our company, our current status is - vacation interns." Fred winked at her and handed her a piece of parchment in his pocket.

Fred explained casually, "If my mother knew that we bought a store, it would definitely be troublesome. Not only would she have to explain how the money came from, but the most important thing is that she would never allow us to open the business before graduation."

Sigrid took the parchment and opened it. It was an intern contract, and the party A was Dobby Friedman.

"Dobby Freedman? This couldn't be Dobby the house elf, could it?" Sigrid thought of the elf she introduced to the twins.

"Yes, he gave himself a last name. It's a pretty good name, right? We thought of it for him." Fred looked proud.

Dobby is now their customer service manager, and even if they come forward, they may not be able to do better than him. Their original dream of becoming a hands-off shopkeeper has actually come true.

"He is indeed a different kind of elf!" She didn't dare to think that this house elf could actually do business with a group of wizards with the surname "Freedom".

Sigrid returned the decent fake contract to Fred, sat down on the sofa and patted the seat next to her. She gestured to Fred to sit down in a queenly manner, "Give me your arm, and I'll see what you have." Not wearing it.”

Fred sat down next to her and said with a flattering smile, "Put it on, put it on!" and stretched out his left hand. A metal watch was worn on his arm. The dial was the same green as his girlfriend's eye color.

To be honest, he doesn't like to wear jewelry because he thinks it's intrusive and effeminate, but his girlfriend gave it to him. Not to mention the watch, he has to wear it even if it's a pearl bracelet!

Sigrid nodded with satisfaction and stretched out her wrist.

Fred followed her movements and held her arm, rolled up his sleeves, and saw that on his slender wrist was a watch that was one size smaller than the one on his hand. The style and material were the same, except for the color of the dial. is different.

The one on Sigrid's hand was blue, and he could tell at a glance that it was the color of his eyes. "So...this is a couple watch?"

Okay, he takes back the definition of "obtrusive and sissy". This is simply tailor-made for him. How can it be such a perfect match?

"Hmm~" Sigrid smiled noncommittally, imitating Fred's trick, "But it still needs to suck some blood..."

With that said, Fred pricked his finger with a brooch in a dazed state. A drop of blood came out. Sigrid took Fred's arm and dripped it on the dial. Then a magical scene happened. , the dial seems to suck blood, the blood instantly penetrates into the green dial, and then the dial turns pink...

what to do? He now owns a very girly pink watch...

"Why are you standing there? Give me your blood!" Seeing Fred staring at her watch in disbelief, Sigrid couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh! Oh!" Fred quickly agreed, pricking his finger and dripping blood on her dial. Then, the blue dial also turned pink...

Sigrid smiled brightly "You were thinking of me."

"Uh?" Fred raised an eyebrow.

"I changed it a little. If my watch turns pink, it means you are thinking of me very carefully, and I will feel it." She explained.

Fred quickly raised his hand to look at his pink watch, "Oh, so this means you are thinking of me?"

Fred was pretending to be calm on the outside, but in fact he was extremely conflicted inside. This meant that he should expect to be better off from a sissy fan, or from a sissy fan.

Sissy fans are great!

Sigrid pulled down her sleeves and murmured in a low voice, "Don't forget what you said before the vacation, "You mainly miss me." If my watch doesn't stay pink for a day, you're dead!" "

"I promise, your watch will be pink every day." Fred gently scratched the tip of her nose with his index finger.

Sigrid, who was on guard for a long time, ducked her head back and opened her mouth.

When Fred took out his poor index finger, there was already a row of deep teeth marks on it. He raised it and observed it carefully, and said seriously, "You really have good teeth..."

Sigrid wiped the saliva from his fingers a little embarrassed, coughed slightly and changed the topic, "By the way, where is my gift?"

"Then close your eyes first." Fred became interested and sat upright.

Sigrid cooperated and closed her eyes obediently, waiting for his surprise.

"Now, stretch out your right hand."

She opened her palms and waited for her gift, and then she felt a small thing that was light, soft and warm fell into her hands. She had to exert a little force to prevent it from floating away.

"Guess what?"

"...Plants?...Pets?"

"So be it." Fred stared at her intently with a maniacal gaze, couldn't help but smile, and sighed in his heart... Why is my girlfriend so beautiful and well-behaved, but she even looks so pretty when she frowns slightly in thought? ?

Most importantly, this is my girlfriend.

Well, yes, it's mine.

This conclusion pleased him greatly.

"You can open your eyes now, little snake." After saying this, Fred quickly retracted his silly gaze.

Fortunately, as soon as Sigrid opened her eyes, she focused on her hand. A soft pink fur ball was lying in her palm, "Puff?"

"A new variety bred from cattails. It's smaller and cuter than cattails!" Fred explained.

"This little guy is pretty and docile and easy to feed. He can warm your hands in winter and help you eat mosquitoes in summer. He's very capable."

Seeing Sigrid focusing on her hands, gently squeezing the velvet in her hands, Fred continued, "It's cute, isn't it? Girls should like it."

"You all like it?" When she heard this, she frowned and rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not the first one to receive it? Which other girl likes it?"

"..." Fred also felt frustrated at times, "I'm just guessing..."

"It's better not!" Sigrid didn't pursue it further and said to herself, "Although I know, I am your experimenter. My name tag, my Barbie doll, and the love letter with memory, including this pouch Rong Rong will all be your money-making products.”

"However, if you dare to let other girls use it before me, you will be finished!" Sigrid warned him with a smile.

Fred was frustrated again. He didn't know whether he should explain himself.

Sigrid didn't even give him a chance to explain before turning the page and said, "Okay, I'll take the pet you gave me as compensation!"

"Compensate...for you?" Fred couldn't understand, how could "give" become "compensate"?

"Did you forget? You ate the canary two years ago..." Sigrid didn't mind helping him remember.

"Stop it—" Fred quickly kissed her and blocked her mouth from going over old scores.

"You're right, I'll compensate you."