[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Time has quietly arrived in February, and wisps of spring light are spreading to the earth. Hogwarts seems to have just woken up, and the new green slowly appears before our eyes.

Saturday morning.

On the Quidditch pitch, a fierce Quidditch match was being held, another game full of gunpowder, Gryffindor versus Slytherin.

Both sides attach great importance to this game, because it directly determines the opponent in the semi-finals, and the game saw blood from the beginning.

Ron, the new member of Gryffindor, was so nervous that he actually caught the oncoming Quaffle with his face. The scene was as you can imagine, Ron screamed and his nose was broken.

Sigrid closed her eyes directly, it was so bloody!

During the short pause, Draco did not let Ron go so easily. The viper's verbal taunts aroused tension between the two sides. Potter directly took out his wand. Fortunately, the captain Angelina strangled Potter tightly. The neck prevented the group fight that almost happened.

The consequence was that the rest of the game was like a war, with players from both sides leaving no room for action when they met. Mrs. Hodge's whistle kept sounding, but it could not stop them from probing on the edge of a foul.

In the end, Slytherin won with a slim margin of 40 points, finally ending the game.

"We have tried our best. The upstarts like Slytherin have rockets and crossbows on their broomsticks. We are far behind." Aria shed tears mixed with tears of grievance.

Angelina stepped forward to hug her and comfort her. As the captain, she really couldn't ask for more from her team members. Everyone tried their best.

Fred threw his Sweep 8 Star in the lounge in frustration and leaned on the stool dripping with sweat. In the collision just now, the left half of his broom hit too hard and he could no longer maintain his balance. The game was lost. The broom is scrapped. Is there anything more sad than this?

Ron carefully took out the maintenance tool and applied it to his worn Sweep 11 Star. It was a gift from him when he became a prefect, and it was also considered a relatively advanced broom in the team.

George held the Nimbus 2000 in his hand, which was a gift to commemorate the first breakup between Fred and Sigrid. He had always taken good care of it.

Angelina checked all the equipment. In the entire team, except for Porter's rocket crossbow, only Ron and George could see the other players' equipment.

It’s really a penny that stumps a hero.

Fred was tired all day long because of the scrapped broom, and even on a date with his girlfriend at night, he was a little listless. In the end, the effect of practicing the Patronus Charm was evident, and both of them went back without much interest.

Monday morning in the cafeteria is the busiest morning for Owl.

Fred was sitting at the long table eating while listening to Li report on the progress of pursuing a fifth-year Ravenclaw schoolgirl. He also gave some "professional guidance" from someone who had experienced him.

Li nodded from time to time and just had to take a piece of parchment and write it down one by one. How could a man who could catch up with a school beauty not have any ability at all?

Unfortunately, Li couldn't see George's sympathetic and regretful eyes on the other side.

At this time, a strange owl flew over and tremblingly threw a big guy into Fred's arms.

Fred had no time to chat with Li for a moment and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect it to come so soon!"

The eyes of George and Li were also attracted, and Li asked excitedly, "Did you buy a new broom? What model?"

Fred felt a heartache as he opened the package, "Bought from a second-hand store, 699 gold galleons!"

"So rich!" Li sighed with envy!

"What model?" George on the side asked enthusiastically.

"Swipe--" Fred was stunned when he was halfway through his words. Li directly took off Fred's arm and looked at the shining mark on the front end of the smooth broom.

"You actually found...fire, arrows, and crossbows? For 699?? percent new???" Li's three consecutive questions alarmed half of Gryffindor.

"Merlin's beard, where is my 10-star sweep???" Fred muttered in a low voice. He seemed to be just a little better than Li. What kind of bad luck did he have? His boss sent him the wrong address?

With a "Rocket Crossbow", the entire Quidditch team members gathered around, except for a green greeting card that George carefully discovered from the torn package.

He noticed the signature on the greeting card, paused, and then handed it to Fred, "It seems that your 699 can be returned by the merchant."

Lee Jordan took the greeting card before Fred. The beautiful handwriting on it said "Come on for the game!" The signature was a simple ss!

The SS of Hogwarts, who else besides that one? It can’t be a big bat!

Li wailed, "What kind of fairy girlfriend is this!!"

Ron thought bitterly, "Fred must have been lucky! If we break up, I'll probably have to give her all my underwear."

Angelina patted him on the shoulder with a look of relief, "Come on, Fred! With this broom, it won't be a problem to be one against two in the next game!"

Only Fred had mixed feelings. He wanted to save more money to prepare for his future proposal, but Sigrid actually gave him a rocket crossbow without saying a word.

5000 gold galleons! ! !

If these gold coins were piled up, they would become a small gold mountain!

Thanks to the big-mouthed Lee Jordan, within half a day, all the Gryffindor boys knew that he had received a rocket crossbow from the school belle.

No, Li started the third round of promotion in the lounge today.

"Do you have girlfriends? What gifts did they give you? Cookies and chocolates that you made yourself? Scarves or hoods? Souvenirs from Hogsmeade?"

"That's right." "Indeed." "Absolutely." Several boys who had the right to speak answered.

"Do you know what the school beauties give Fred? I know this very well!" Li's performance officially began.

"What are you giving me?" Everyone cheered in cooperation.

"The first grade was given a Nimbus 2000!"

"So early?" "Wow, I'm so jealous!" There was a lot of admiration from everyone around.

"It's nothing. I got a simulated fire dragon model as a gift when I was in second grade!"

"Fuck! What boy doesn't want a Charmander for his birthday!!"

"She even gave away the Quaffle! The Irish team's game ball, signed by the entire team!"

"Damn, is that a gift that money can buy?"

"What boy who loves Quidditch wouldn't want one??"

"Last year's Christmas party, Fred's haute couture outfit was also a gift from her!"

"..." There is nothing to say.

"So, it's not surprising that Fred received a rocket crossbow now!" Li spread his hands, looking unsurprised.

"Is Fred some kind of peerless fairy? Even if his girlfriend is the school beauty, he has given him so many treasures. If my girlfriend gives me one, I will have to show off for a year."

"My aspirations are not high, just having a girlfriend will be enough!"

The protagonist of the story, Fred, was not happy because of everyone's envy. Instead, he felt happy about Alexander.

A Nimbus costs 2000, less 1000 gold galleons!

The simulated fire dragon model costs less than 100 gold galleons!

A star ball costs at least 300 gold galleons!

A set of advanced customization costs at least 300 gold galleons!

Plus this rocket crossbow, 5000 gold galleons!

Unknowingly, the little snake actually spent so much money on him. The real estate and the set of jewelry he gave were only worth a little money. It seemed that the little snake was not very interested.

After much thought, he still felt that he wanted to meet her.

At dinner time, Fred asked Sigrid to meet in Classroom 20 where they often dated.

Sigrid was sitting there poking the dwarf's little body, waiting for Fred to come in, and then let the little guy go.

Seeing that Fred came to see her with a rocket crossbow, Sigrid laughed unconsciously. Childish, do you really like broomsticks so much?

"How about the rocket crossbow? Do you like it?" Sigrid tried not to be too proud. She bought this after studying the Quidditch magazine in Susie's hand for a long time. It is said to be: the best broomstick in the world.

"That must be fine!" Fred forced out a smile and tightened his grip on the broom, his palms slippery with a thin layer of sweat.

Sigrid obviously noticed his uneasiness, and the smile on her face dropped.

Fred quickly said, "It's just not a coincidence. I just ordered a Sweep 10 Star, maybe it will arrive today!" After saying this, he was worried that Sigrid wouldn't believe it, so he took out a card from his pocket and wanted to give it to her. She looked.

Sigrid stared at him with red eyes for a while, then opened his hand rudely and said, "You don't want the rocket crossbow I gave you, do you?"

"No, I really think it's too wasteful, so I bought it myself!" Fred explained quickly, and finally said bluntly, "It's too expensive, little snake."

Hearing what he said, Sigrid lowered her head and said aggrievedly for a long time, "But... I hope you ride the best!"

Sigrid reflected on it, had she really done something wrong? She just wants to make him happy, but he doesn't look like that at all.

Seeing her disappointed look, Fred hugged her gently and caressed the back of her head. "I'm sorry, the gifts you gave me are too expensive. I just don't think I should accept them."

Damn Fred, she hasn't cried in a long time, it's so embarrassing... Sigrid rubbed her tears and snot into Fred's arms.

She didn't seem to have considered the sensitivity and self-esteem of a boy of this age. Did giving him these things put a psychological burden on him?

"The rocket crossbow is very expensive. I've had heartache for a long time..." Well, it's just a little expensive. Fred wouldn't know it. After her 15th birthday, she got 10 shares of the family's minerals. She didn't have to do anything every week. All have nearly four-digit profits.

This is why after she turned 15, she started frantically purchasing potion materials and various jewelry.

A rocket crossbow was her four or five weeks' income.

She gave it away, how could she take it back?

"So, your birthday gift is gone this year!" Sigrid tried.

"Yeah." Fred responded.

Sigrid is now satisfied, and he should be willing to accept it.

She held his waist and continued to ask.

"No more gifts for your 19th birthday?"

"Um"

……

“The 25th birthday gift is gone too!”

The two of them cuddled together, boringly repeating the same questions and answers until they went from 18 to 58...

Sigrid finally couldn't help it anymore, she put her hands on his chest, opened the distance between the two of them, raised her face and said jokingly, "Fool Fred, if you continue to say yes, you will never receive a gift from me in this life." Got it! "

Fred placed a kiss on her forehead and said softly, "You don't need to give me birthday gifts anymore. This rocket crossbow is enough."

Fred hugged her tight again.

You are the fool!

You are my gift!

Fred promised in his heart - from now on, I will give you the best gift every birthday, Christmas, lover, and every holiday you celebrate.