[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Because of Umbridge's evening study plan, Slytherin's internal tutoring has been temporarily canceled, and Sigrid was suddenly free.

The junior students in the college gradually got on the right track after a semester of adaptation and no longer bothered her all the time.

Blunt was so low-key that he no longer had any sense of presence. Except for rushing back to the dormitory before the curfew, he spent the rest of the time with other colleges. He even sat in the corner alone during meals and self-study.

In this way, she became the little white rabbit that fell into the wolf's den in the eyes of everyone (excluding the snake house).

Look how pitiful this girl is. The Sorting Hat is so blind. She entered the Snake House and was bullied and ostracized for some reason. She was treated in the school hospital for a month and her hair did not grow back. She had to wear a wig to go out~

As long as Sigrid thought about her shiny brown wig hiding a round head as smooth as a braised egg, she would really sympathize with her. If she encountered such bad news, she would still be exposed in front of the entire school. If she makes a fool of herself, she will definitely...definitely drop out of school and go home to cry for a whole year.

As for the other troublesome school girl, Naila Lestrange, she has become much better behaved. She no longer hangs out with Little Greengrass. She honestly hangs out with her classmates every day and knows how to say hello politely when she sees her. .

Sigrid felt the kindness released by little Lestrange. She herself had no time to care about a little girl and would respond to her greetings.

But she really didn't know that this girl was so clingy. From then on, she came to tell her stories whenever she had nothing to do. There was no gossip in the entire Slytherin lounge that she couldn't find out.

Although she is a prefect, she really doesn't want to know such nonsense as you love me and I don't love you. Having Susie in the dormitory is enough.

In the next period of time, Sigrid is going to spend most of her time reviewing for the Lows exam. As a prefect, she has to pass more than 10 exams to be considered qualified, right?

Yes, she set a goal for herself after passing 10 doors.

As for her grades surpassing those of the top student, Hermione Granger, she had given up completely.

On the first day of the review plan, I was interrupted by two people in a row, and they were all for the same person.

The first person to interrupt her was Pansy Parkinson. They had not interacted much since the fifth grade. She did not expect that he suddenly sent a note asking for her help.

The two arrived at the edge of the black lake where they met. Pansy's eyes were red and she felt aggrieved. "Have you noticed, Draco has been causing trouble for Potter since school started."

Sigrid did not interrupt her and continued to be a listener.

"Although he also liked to target Potter before, I always felt that Draco didn't want to do this. Every time he humiliated Potter, he was always silent and gloomy. I almost didn't recognize him."

It was also difficult for Sigrid not to notice the frequent conflicts between Draco and Potter since the beginning of the school year. There were even times when they seemed to be at war with each other in the corridor the next second.

For more than a year, Sigrid thought that Draco, who had been punished by Professor Moody's Transformation Curse, had matured and would no longer do such childish provocations. Unfortunately, he only persisted for a year and then got worse.

"He really shouldn't have provoked Potter. He didn't take advantage." Sigrid frowned.

Sigrid's seemingly indifferent attitude made Pansy very angry. She was not worth it for Draco. He was careful that the girl he had a crush on was so perfunctory and so ruthlessly judgmental about his affairs.

Pansy couldn't help but grab her arm and look directly into her eyes, "You can tell me what he should do or not do without caring, but I just hope that he will always be the proud and willful young master. At least he will be happy. of."

It was obvious that Pansy was really deeply in love with Draco. Sigrid suggested, "You should say these words to Draco."

"Do you think I haven't tried?" Pansy weakly let go of her hand. "If it wasn't impossible, I wouldn't beg you."

Sigrid said with regret, "I don't think I can help you, he won't listen to me."

"Draco will listen to you and be willing to change for you... Please, try it!" Pansy continued to try without giving up.

Seeing Sigrid's expression of embarrassment, she quickly advised, "Do you remember, you advised him in the fourth grade in the infirmary, and he never talked to Potter again."

"Change for me? He just knew he should do it." Sigrid thought of Draco's increasingly gloomy and irritable state recently, and she subconsciously avoided dealing with him.

It seemed that Pansy wasn't going to give up yet, so she could only refuse unceremoniously, "Pansy, I don't know why I'm wasting my precious time talking to you about Draco here, but I'm sorry, there's really nothing I can do. "

Pansy could only watch Stuart's back in silence as he walked further and further away, cursing inwardly that he was really sick for actually begging her in such a low voice.

She really wished Draco was here, so she could gloat and taunt him - Draco, you see, the person you like can be so cruel to you.

Haha, it’s like the person I like is as unfeeling to me.

During the evening self-study that day, Sigrid did not use a leave note. After all, always seeking privileges would make people with good intentions take advantage of her.

Seeing that the evening self-study was coming to an end, Sigrid had already packed away her textbooks and was stroking the dwarf bush in her pocket. She was thinking about which hair accessory to wear tomorrow to match her newly bought rabbit earrings.

"Hi, beautiful lady, can you chat for a few words?" A somewhat flirtatious voice came from behind, followed by a hug on the shoulders.

Sigrid turned her head and saw Lindsay Hall who was already sitting next to her. It's rare for a busy person to find time to see her.

From Fred and the occasional correspondence between the two people, she was very sure that Lindsay Hall was very busy. Not only was she busy looking for connections to solve the problem of the school newspaper forum being blocked by Umbridge, but she was also always paying attention to the other two schools. operation situation, not to mention that she recently planned to open her own company.

No more time, no less time, get out of class ended almost when Lindsay sat down. The surrounding students began to pack their schoolbags and leave in twos and threes. Fred also stood up on the long Gryffindor table from a distance, pointed to the name tag on his chest, and left with George and a group of other boys.

Sigrid and Lindsay fell at the end of the queue. When the auditorium became empty, she took out a letter and handed it to her, "Please help me."

Sigrid glanced at the envelope and curiously asked, "Tell me, do you want me to give it to a handsome guy?"

"Give it to Malfoy and ask him to pass it on to his father." Lindsay dispelled Sigrid's desire to gossip.

Sigrid immediately lost her intention to joke. Since it was for Mr. Malfoy, it should have nothing to do with the so-called secret love or love letters.

Sure enough, she shouldn't have too much hope in the private life of a woman who only wants to make money, although she was curious about what it would be like for a shrewd and intelligent witch like Lindsay to fall in love.

Sigrid took the envelope and thought that someone had just asked her to find Draco during the day, and another one came this evening. She was destined to have to meet Draco today.

She muttered with a hint of resentment, "Why don't you just ask Malfoy to hand it over? I'm like an owl."

"Miss, please just this once, don't be so stingy!" Lindsay rolled her eyes at Sigrid rudely. "The young master and I are not familiar with each other. If I leave it to him, just in case he thinks he is a fool." What should I do if I just tear up the little badger’s disgusting love letter?”

Sigrid nodded, this was indeed something Draco could do, and maybe by the way, he would also mock this witch for not overestimating his abilities.

Eh? Did she just say young master?

Yes, it’s the young master!

According to the gossip Sigrid heard from Suzy, there was only one kind of person who would call Draco "Master".

That is Draco's support group. The mysterious force awakened in Hogwarts this year, its support ability is not inferior to that of the school's support group.

Sigrid's flame of gossip that had just been extinguished was rekindled. She was not interested in other people's gossip, but she was very interested in Lindsay's gossip!

Sigrid looked directly into Lindsay's eyes and asked with a smile, "Master? Tell me the truth, when did you join Draco's support group?"

Only then did Lindsay realize that Sigrid had gotten the hang of her outburst.

She was a fan of the young master when she watched the movie. Although the young master in the original book was very annoying, the actors in the movie matched her aesthetic point. As the saying goes: Appearance is justice.

Of course she is not exempt from vulgarity. He even secretly named his owl - Brother Drag.

After so many years in the book, the Malfoy in this real world has slowly begun to overlap with the Malfoy in her memory. After all, they are both hot and handsome.

She once again fell in love with the young master's face, especially Malfoy, who was in fifth grade. He wore a stiff school uniform, always buttoned his shirt to the top, and put on a tie. He had an unruly look in his eyes and a cold face. When he spoke, it was like the ceiling of the abstinence system.

She secretly established the young master's support group. Yes, she is not only a member of the support group, she is also the leader!

But you can't tell Sigrid. Telling her is equivalent to indirectly telling Fred, and telling Fred is equivalent to telling the world! She couldn't afford to lose this person.

Lindsay said seriously, "Girls secretly call her that, so I'm going with it." Sigrid, who was doubtful, stopped asking questions. This kind of Lindsay was the girl in her impression.

Lindsay Hall and Draco Malfoy? It's true that he is out of touch, and he probably hasn't even said a word. Lindsay is still so opinionated, how can she be like that group of people? Tiantian: I really want to be ridiculed by the young master! Does the young master have eight-pack abs under his shirt? ! I really want to be a nymphomaniac wearing young master’s leg pendants!

impossible!

If Lindsay Hall knew that the witch in front of her had such a strong filter on her, she would be ashamed of herself. Her forum account has indeed posted a lot of comments about the nymphomaniac Malfoy, and she also plans to write a series of fanfics about "Young Master Me"...

Sigrid finally turned the page and said, "You are very nice. Have you started doing business with the Malfoy family?"

"Um... almost." Lindsay nodded awkwardly. A letter written to the head of the Malfoy family, about how to take sides after seeing the situation clearly, can also be regarded as business dealings. This is the limit she can do for her male god. .

That’s about it! Sigrid agreed to help her!

Sigrid returned to the lounge with Lindsay's important task. It was a bit deserted and empty, with only the flames of the fireplace dancing. It looked warm and comfortable, but unfortunately the basement was still a bit cold.

Sigrid asked her classmates to help call Malfoy, who had already returned to the dormitory. He huddled on the sofa closest to the fireplace, holding a dwarf bush to keep warm.

I sighed in my heart, no wonder there are fewer classmates playing chess and chatting in the lounge. Come spring!

"You should sit over here. There is an exhaust fan under the sofa you are sitting on." Draco's voice came from behind.

It was really scary to suddenly appear from behind. If Fred did this, he would definitely be beaten. For Draco, she naturally had to restrain her temper.

Sigrid stood up, walked a few steps away and looked down. Sure enough, there was an inconspicuous exhaust fan under the sofa. No wonder the soles of her feet felt cold.

"It's been five years and I didn't know." Sigrid sighed and moved to the opposite seat. It was indeed much better.

Draco curled his lips into a half-smile, and there was a hint of complaint in his tone, "You just pass by each time, so of course you won't know."

Sigrid really couldn't refute, she didn't have many friends to chat and play chess in the lounge, and she wasn't interested.

I can’t talk any more today... I’d better finish being an owl and go back to sleep!

"Please deliver this letter to Mr. Malfoy personally. It is very important." Sigrid stood up and handed the letter to him.

Draco took the letter without even a signature, and only wrote in bold quill "Malfoy, this is very important!!!" If Sigrid hadn't handed it to him personally, he might have thought it was a prank. Lost.

I saw Draco checking the "very important" letter over and over for a long time, looking half-confident and as if he was going to ask about the origin of the letter in the next second.

Sigrid took the initiative to explain before he could ask, "Just leave it to your father. There's no problem with the person who sent the letter. I can't tell you the specific identity."

Seeing Draco stuff it into his pocket, she was relieved that Lindsay had finally asked for something from her, and it would be a betrayal of her trust if this was not done well.

Sigrid planned to leave first, but she saw Draco still sitting firmly on the sofa with no intention of going back. His thin figure was lonely and sharp.

Sigrid hesitated to say goodbye, not knowing how to break the quiet atmosphere.

It was Draco who spoke first, "Thank you, please go back first!"

"Good night, Draco." Sigrid was grateful for Draco's occasional understanding. She took a few steps forward and unconsciously thought of Pansy's depressed face and rude request during the day.

Let's try to persuade him. What if he can listen to a few words?

Sigrid turned around and said thoughtfully, "Well, I heard Pansy say that you seem unhappy recently?" Draco didn't look back and didn't seem to want to answer.

Sigrid bit the bullet and continued, "As a friend, I hope you really know what you want and do what you want."

After saying that, Sigrid felt annoyed, Merlin's beard, what on earth am I saying incoherently? Sure enough, she is really not suitable to do ideological work for anyone.

While she was still reflecting on herself, Draco finally reacted. He walked over in a few long steps. Before she could recover, Draco was already in front of her.

It was a hug and he pulled away before she could even react.

A touch of separation, polite detachment.

"Thank you, what I'm doing now is what I want to do." After Draco said that, he went back, leaving Sigrid to watch him leave.

Sure enough, she just shouldn't be nosy. Draco looked utterly determined.

Sigrid held the dwarf bush in her pocket and stroked it back and forth, forgetting Draco and the farewell hug just now.