[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Sigrid was nestled on the sofa and seriously wrestling with a ball of wool on her hand. Until three days ago, she had always confidently believed that she was a witch with both beauty and wisdom.

Even potions, which she was least good at, she was now very good at making, let alone just one...

"Oh my God, what are you knitting?" Susie poked her head from behind the sofa and teased.

Sigrid reflexively put the ball of wool and the knitted semi-finished product behind her back.

Susie sat down, patted her shoulder and comforted her, "It's the same for the first time. Just practice more and it will be fine."

Sigrid was too embarrassed to tell her that this was already the sixth ball of yarn she had discarded...

Sigrid secretly hid the failed product under the pillow and changed the topic, "What gift did you give me?"

"I knitted a pair of gloves!! Dang-dang-dang-dang!" Susie took out her finished product and showed it to her. The stitches looked much finer than her scarf.

In the beginning, she actually planned to knit gloves. Later, she lowered her requirements a little and changed it to a hat. Now she is working hard to knit something like a scarf...

Who said it: only hand-knitted items can convey the warmth of love? Isn't it magic that makes us different from Muggles?

After Sigrid complained in her heart, she raised a flattering smile and rubbed her friend's shoulder, "Okay Susie, give me some experience!"

The two witches sat together, studying how to weave a simple and warm scarf.

In the boys' dormitory, Fred is plotting something big!

He insisted that this was not only for him to have a good Valentine's Day, but also for the countless couples in Hogwarts who were forced to give up their dates because of Umbridge's late study!

He came up with a very bad idea and secretly shared the idea with George in his ear.

After hearing Fred's idea, George held out his thumbs up and exclaimed "Absolutely awesome!" Then he lazily leaned on the sofa and blew his blue bubbles.

"No, George! You want me to do it alone?" Fred confirmed unwillingly.

"You're the one who wants to think about Valentine's Day. I'm a single guy who likes to study in the evening. I can be in the same room with girls from four colleges at the same time~" George replied seriously.

"Get up quickly!" Fred pulled up George who was sitting without any explanation, and silently made up his mind to find a girlfriend for George before graduation. Look how sour this is!

Evening self-study time on February 2th.

Couples in the lobby are secretly flirting with each other. Occasionally, a few brave ones will pass a small note and hold hands under the table. Who makes the professor on duty today be a big bat!

In the quiet lobby, there were only the sounds of quills and parchment being scraped back and forth and textbooks being flipped through, while Professor Snape was patrolling between the four rows of long tables.

Fred and George smiled at each other, nodded to each other tacitly, and then there was a burst of conversation from all four corners of the lobby at the same time.

Almost as soon as the voice started to speak, all the students pricked up their ears and looked around the lobby. What is going on?

This voice was so familiar, it was Filch!

"Miss Umbridge, you are very different today!" There was a hint of tenderness in Filch's voice.

"Has it changed a lot?" Another female voice appeared, and it turned out to be a pinky voice.

At this moment, the entire lobby started to buzz with whispers. Snape's lips seemed to twitch, and he growled in a warning tone, "Quiet!"

The moment Professor Snape strode away, the entire hall erupted into a brief boo, and then immediately fell silent.

Because, the live broadcast is still going on!

Is there anything more exciting than listening to a fan's corner?

"It's an honor to meet you at school this year." Filch praised from the bottom of his heart. "By the way, the chocolate is delicious."

"chocolate?"

"I really hope that we can be together forever... Unfortunately, I already have Mrs. Lorris, I love her, I--"

Umbridge roared, the clip sound having been forgotten long ago, "You wrote to me and asked me to meet, just to tell me that you fell in love with that stupid cat of yours?"

"Write a letter? I received your letter, along with the chocolates."

"What the hell, I'm going to write a letter to you pathetic squib?"

"what?"

"Ah - my wig! Take your stupid cat away!"

Even if the students in the lobby couldn't see the scene, they could still imagine how intense the scene was.

It's a pity that I was interrupted by a certain professor who was annoying!

"I'm disturbing the two of you from your love affair."

"Snape? Have you been eavesdropping?"

"Eavesdropping? I think any creature with ears in Hogwarts can hear it!" Snape's sarcasm was used on the fans, which made a group of audience members in the lobby very happy.

Finally, this live broadcast ended with a sizzling sound. Before the big bat came back, everyone was still enjoying the aftertaste!

"I bet this is definitely the first love letter a fan has ever received!"

"It's unbelievable that Filch would rather spend the rest of his life with his cat than having a crush on a fan!"

"That's right, cats can also catch mice, but pinkies can only meow!"

"A pink girl's heart is broken..."

"We almost lost a pinkie~"

Fred winked at George, "If I show up at school tomorrow, I'll write my name upside down!"

"Ledfer?" George thought hard for a while and said with a bad smile, "What a familiar name~ I remember someone was almost dumped because of this a year ago!"

"Don't be jealous, at least I can still get dumped! Some singles are not even qualified to be dumped!" Fred smiled and ruffled George's hair in return.

Brother, he is still a brother after all!

2 month 14 day.

All kinds of love letters appeared in various places in the school in various unexpected ways. The smell of chocolate and roses was everywhere, and the atmosphere of Valentine's Day was strong.

Suddenly, the Ministry of Magic had urgent matters and they left Hogwarts overnight, and Filch fell ill after all.

Everything went as smoothly as Fred predicted. As for Umbridge's settlement, let's wait until she comes back!

Self-study in the lobby in the evening.

Ron tugged on Hermione's clothes under the table, "Hermione, let's go too!"

Hermione squeezed Ron's hand and said awkwardly, "No, we are prefects. We can't skip class even if the professor is not here."

Ron held his forehead, leaned close to her and whispered, "Please, all the prefects from other colleges have left! Stuart and Fred didn't even enter the classroom..."

Hermione then raised her head and looked around the lobby. The lobby, which was full when she first arrived, now had only a dozen or so people left.

Even Harry couldn't stand the chattering fans around him, so he ran away with his textbooks in his arms.

Looking at Ron who was looking at her pitifully, Hermione smiled sheepishly, "Don't you think a date in the study room would be great?" After saying that, she focused on her Transfiguration paper.

"bloodyhell" Ron complained softly, crumpled his carefully taken care of hair into a chicken coop, and silently crawled on the table without wanting to move.

And in classroom No. 20.

Fred looked expectantly as Sigrid took out a box of chocolates and handed them to him, "This year it's strawberry-filled chocolates."

Fred opened the box carefully, and 11 plump chocolates were placed in a heart shape in the box. They were so exquisite that he couldn't bear to get rid of them.

Finally, I ate one under the expectant gaze of my girlfriend. It melted in my mouth, and my mouth was immediately filled with the sweet and sour strawberry flavor. "Yum!"

Sigrid breathed a sigh of relief and took out another small gift from her schoolbag.

"What is this?" Fred opened it curiously, a dark red woolen product. Fred spread it out. It's such a long scarf... right?

"If my guess is correct, it's a scarf?" Fred carefully admired his girlfriend's stitches. One side was too dense and had no elasticity, and the other side was too soft and baggy. It looked like it was knitted by his own hands!

This is so fucking thoughtful, I want to go back and show off the scarf that I knitted with love!

"I like this color!" Fred found a place to praise and praised from the bottom of his heart. Now, whenever he thinks of his little snake knitting a scarf for him with a serious look on his face, his heart becomes soft.

"That's good." Sigrid looked at Fred happily putting the scarf around his neck and asked in a low voice, "Can I ask you something?"

"Tell me, I will definitely satisfy you." Fred agreed without hesitation.

"Don't wear it." Sigrid said seriously.

"Except this." Fred took a step back and quickly grabbed the scarf that had been wrapped four times around his neck, as if he was afraid that she would snatch it away.

Sigrid looked at his reluctance and seemed to really like it, so she compromised a little, "Then if you must wear it, can you not let anyone know that I knitted it?"

"Why!" Fred was reluctant. Who didn't want to show off his girlfriend's hand-knitted scarf, "I don't agree!"

Sigrid stood up and made a sneak attack towards Fred, "Then, just give it back to me!"

Fred turned his back to Sigrid and vowed to guard the scarf knitted by his girlfriend to the death. "You gave it to me, there is no reason to take it back."

Sigrid couldn't touch the scarf at all and said through gritted teeth, "I just showed it to you. Now that you've finished reading it, give it back to me."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Fred was really afraid of being confiscated, so he quickly coaxed, "I promise, I will never tell anyone!"

After receiving the assurance, Sigrid gave up and took out another packaging bag from her schoolbag and handed it to him.

"More?" Fred looked confused. Too bad, he only prepared a small gift.

"This scarf is for you!" Sigrid looked confident about this gift.

Fred opened it and found a soft and comfortable dark green scarf. The most important thing was that it had a large "Team Ireland" logo on it and the words "100th Anniversary" underneath.

Fred held the scarf in his hand and was silent for a long time...

"I didn't spend a penny!" Sigrid explained loudly, fearing that Fred would not accept it.

Sigrid was indeed not lying. The anniversary scarf was only given to loyal VIP package members. It is priceless in the market. After all, fans who have gold galleons to order package tickets definitely do not need to sell "not for sale" items.

Fred was dumbfounded. No boy would be willing to refuse a commemorative scarf from his favorite team! Sure enough, he had a "someone else's girlfriend."

"Thank you, I like it very much." Fred leaned in and pecked Sigrid on the face.

I love the scarf you knitted by yourself;

I also love the commemorative scarf that you took so much trouble to get;

I like the way you like me.

"I also prepared a gift for you, but I may not be as considerate as you." Fred was like a big golden retriever shrugging his head.

"It doesn't matter what you said, I like your gift the most!" Sigrid couldn't help but touch it, it was so soft! It doesn't seem to match his character at all.

"I have to trouble you to get it yourself. I hid it in the greenhouse of the herbal medicine class." Fred buried his head in the crook of her neck and meekly continued to enjoy his girlfriend's caress.

Sigrid was more curious and couldn't help but patted his head a few times and urged, "Then let's go quickly!"

In the pasture outside the castle, if you are not careful, you will run into young couples on a date. Fred pulled Sigrid around and successfully avoided them, and finally turned to the inconspicuous greenhouse.

Phew, Sigrid bets that a date in the greenhouse on Valentine's Day is probably the only thing Fred would want.

Fred opened the greenhouse door first and walked in. "Come in, little snake!"

Sigrid followed the sound and came in. Only a few rays of moonlight penetrated into the pitch-black greenhouse. Not only did it have no illuminating effect, it also made people panic.

"...Fred..." Sigrid called in a timid low voice.

Fred, who was originally planning to do a "fluorescent flash", heard her little trill and couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Sigrid~" Fred called softly, holding his throat.

Sigrid, who was a little scared to begin with, felt the hair on her back stand on end. Without thinking, she took out her wand and turned around, and it was like "Oo-goo!"

Fred did not expect this situation at all. In the blink of an eye, a venomous snake spitting red vipers was close at hand. He turned his face in embarrassment and took two steps back to avoid its sudden attack.

"You are so cruel!" Fred said with lingering fear.

Sigrid had regained her composure, the tip of her staff glowed a little, and she coldly snorted, "You deserve it!"

"I called you from behind..." Fred defended, although his tone was a bit perceptive.

"I just happened to try out the newly learned spell." Sigrid smiled disapprovingly.

"So... is it even?" Fred asked carefully.

"Settling accounts after the fall!" Sigrid decided to turn the page temporarily and reached out to ask for her Valentine's Day gift. "Where is my gift?"

"Look for it!" Fred, who was still standing by the door, raised his eyebrows and made a "please" gesture with a smile.

Sigrid rolled her eyes at him and set her sights on Greenhouse No. 3. Covered by green plants during the day, the warm and refreshing greenhouse looks really eerie and cold at night. It’s not at all suitable for a date, but more like an adventure.

She took a small step forward, and suddenly she felt the texture under her feet became softer. Sigrid lowered her head curiously, and found that the ground under her feet was emitting a faint warm yellow fluorescence. She couldn't help but wonder again. Take a step forward.

Sure enough, every time she took a step, the fluorescence under her feet lit up, and a little bit of fluorescence began to flicker around the greenhouse, which was visible to the naked eye, converging around her...

Sigrid was overwhelmed as she watched these dancing lights bit by bit, and finally lit up the entire greenhouse.

A burst of fragrance hit her nose, and light blue mist rose from the ground. Greenhouse No. 3 turned into a flower house under her eyes. Pink, purple, yellow, and red colors filled the greenhouse shelves. The flower pots in the upper rows burst out of the ground, bloomed, and bloomed.

"So beautiful~" Sigrid stared at the sea of ​​flowers in the entire greenhouse. The light spots floating in the greenhouse were like countless busy and cheerful elves at the moment, giving her the illusion of being in a dreamland.

Fred, who was leaning against the door, looked at the smiling faces among the flowers and whispered, "Yes, it's so beautiful."

"Fred, you are so beautiful..." Sigrid looked back and smiled, her eyes sparkling.

The picture was frozen, and he felt that he would never be willing to step out of this sea of ​​flowers for the rest of his life.