[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Field stretched out his hands and grabbed Amy's shoulders, with sincere eyes: "Amy, how can I control you? I love you!"

Amy broke away from his hands and still insisted on her opinion: "Field, this is control! You restrict my freedom! You restrict my circle of activities! You even restrict the time I can spend with my friends! You just want to Keep me stuck to you! Field, I'm not your magic wand! Don't try to put me in your pocket!" She finished speaking in one breath, breathing heavily from anger and exhaustion.

Field tried to coax her in a soft voice: "Amy, don't show such an expression! You should be more confident, more cold and arrogant, more..."

Amy raised her eyes and looked at him coldly: "Look, you said you didn't try to mold me into what you wanted?"

Field was woken up by the cold wind. He was suddenly exhausted physically and mentally. He turned around with heavy steps and never let Amy see his expression again.

Amy also sighed softly and said coldly: "I don't know if you really saw the future me in the crystal ball! Or maybe it wasn't me at all, but the person you wanted to get. Template. You didn't even ask me if I wanted to be that person. You only cared about your own wishes. You wanted to put shackles on me, buckle the template, and let me squeeze and grow in the template according to your wishes... This is not fair. !”

Field still had his back to her, as if he was sighing: "There is a saying among Muggles that stones that were also mined from the mountains were cut into steps with only six cuts and were trampled on every day. And those who endured thousands of Thousands of cuts were made into sculptures, which were viewed by tens of thousands of people..."

Amy completely understood the meaning of this sentence and retorted on the spot: "But have you ever asked me whether I want to be a staircase or a sculpture? Have you ever asked me whether I want to stand at such a high place and be watched by others? What if I just want to make that inconspicuous step? Everyone will use a magnifying glass to look for flaws in the sculpture. Who cares if the step under the sole is slightly uneven? Can't I just make an ordinary step?"

After a few words, Field was speechless and felt as if he had aged ten years.

In fact, what Amy said was a fallacy. Normally, Field had dozens of ways to refute her, but now... he didn't want to say anything. In the final analysis, it was all because Amy didn't want to accept him at all.

After a long time, Field gave out a bitter smile: "I know... I know you won't accept me so quickly... That's why I have to appear in front of you all the time and completely block other people's opportunities to approach you. I I thought that as long as this goes on for a long time, you will become very dependent on me..."

If he had met someone other than Amy, this plan might have succeeded.

Field turned around, smiled at Amy as before, and asked her softly: "Can I look at your eyes for the last time?"

Amy was a little hesitant, afraid that he would make a sneak attack or something. Later, I felt that I could take precautions earlier, so I agreed and nodded lightly.

Field came over and looked at Amy's right eye carefully. Under the dim and flickering candlelight, Amy's eyes were as dark as ink.

Field's brows wrinkled slightly, with a slight doubt in his expression, and he whispered to himself: "Is that really you?"

He himself began to doubt it. It seemed that the person he saw in the crystal ball was slightly different from Amy's right eye.

Then, he took two steps back, still smiling at Amy: "Amy, we are friends, right?"

Amy nodded: "Of course we can be friends!"

Field was slightly comforted and nodded gently: "That's good!" After saying that, a man slowly walked up the stairs exhausted and wanted to go back to the Ravenclaw lounge.

After the matter was settled, Joey looked at Field going upstairs with sympathy in his eyes, and sighed: "Oh, how pitiful!" Then he turned around and stood in front of Fred and George, reaching out for money.

The two of them almost suffered from angina pectoris. In just a short time, after watching a good show, they lost one galleon.

But there must be integrity in doing business. They will continue to stay at Hogwarts. They don't know how much business they will have to do in the future, so they can't rely on this.

George took out the money bag, took out the gold galleons that Joey had just given him, and then counted out the winnings she deserved with trembling hands. A total of fifteen Sickles were found, and fifty-eight Nuts were given to her. Every time they put one in her hand, Fred and George felt like they were cutting flesh.

Finally, Joey held the handful of coins and looked up at them. The sympathy in his eyes was even more profound, and he sighed again: "Oh, how pitiful!" Then he looked at them in shock. , walked straight to Amy and said, "I can count them all, and there are not many of them!"

"Yeah!" Amy nodded, then opened her pocket and let Joey pour all the coins in, and the pocket suddenly became heavy.

In less than half an hour, Joey helped Amy earn a galleone, which put Amy in a good mood. She pulled Joey back to the auditorium and said, "I'll give you half of it when I buy some snacks!"

As she spoke, she walked to the hiding place of those people. Fred and George looked at her as if they wanted to skin her alive. It was probably not until just now that I suddenly realized that these two "old fools" had been tricked by two little girls from Ravenclaw.

Amy still didn't feel the danger. Instead, she turned around provocatively in front of them, facing the money bag towards them, and patted it arrogantly with her hand. The coins inside jingled, and then "Pfft~hahahahaha" laughed out loud.

Joey also stood in front of them, shaking his head and sighing: "Oh, what a sin!" Then, fearing that the Weasley twins' rampage would be detrimental to them, he quickly pushed Amy, who was laughing like crazy, back to the auditorium.

Harry was already dumbfounded and said blankly: "Is this the wisdom of Ravenclaw? How did they come up with it?"

Ron had just about figured out Amy's magical operation, and was stunned for a while. It wasn't until Amy and Joey left that he turned to look at Fred and George's cannibalistic expressions, and was shocked. He couldn’t stop: “Are you going to kill Amy?”

"George!" Fred's face darkened.

"Fred!" George's expression didn't look much better.

"I won't let her go easily!" Fred seemed to be swearing.

"I think so too!" George and Fred had exactly the same expression.

Ron was so scared: "Hey! What are you going to do?"

Harry came out to be the peacemaker: "Don't be impulsive! In the worst case, I'll give you the galleons you'll lose!"

They were praying that the Weasley twins would not cause trouble. Gryffindor could no longer deduct points. It was already at the bottom.

"It's not that simple, Harry!" George sneered suddenly.

Fred also laughed, also sneering: "She is challenging us!"

George's expression suddenly turned happy: "Then there's only -"

"——Challenge accepted!" Fred also became happy.

It's just that their expressions are not pure happiness, their eyes are like fierce wolves. It always felt like a raging black flame had been ignited in their belly, and it would burn Amy up in the next second.

Ron asked Harry quietly: "Should we remind Amy?"

Harry nodded desperately.