HP Dawn Night

"Here's your book list." During breakfast, two owls knocked on the windowpane one after another. Mom handed two envelopes to me and Pansy, and then she opened the third one, and after a quick glance , Mom frowned undisguisedly.

"What's wrong?" I asked, looking up.

"I'll go to the study." She stood up and went upstairs, holding the thin parchment in her hand.

I opened the envelope and a badge slipped into my hand unexpectedly.

"This is..." I held it up.Pansy reacted much faster than I did:

"You've got it!" she jumped up, cheering happily. "Prefect Badge! I knew you'd get it—see what the letter says!"

I quickly unfolded the first piece of letter paper. Apart from notifying me of the school start time, there was an extra paragraph at the bottom, congratulating me on being elected as the new prefect of Slytherin.

"I knew it was you, high five?" Pansy looked happier than I was. "Go and write to Draco and ask if he got another one."

I took the badge from her, a big S on the Slytherin snake, a real prefect badge. "Aren't you going to be upset, Pansy?" I held the badge.

She was stunned: "Why should I be unhappy?"

"I mean--"

"You think I'll be upset because the prefect is you instead of me? Then you're thinking too much." Pansy quickly understood, and she said like a cannonball, "I can't bear to be under Professor Snape My subordinates live in fear, not to mention that I don't want to be a prefect, and there is no more suitable girl candidate for Slytherin than you. All in all, you just need to protect me a little more."

Pencey saying that meant she wasn't thinking about it, and I was relieved.

"Of course it's easy to handle. Let me cover you in the future." I also smiled, "Let's take a look at this year's new book list."

"Just buy two books. "Standard Spells, Level [-]" and "Defense Against Magic Theory," she put down the book list hesitantly. "When did Defense Against the Dark Arts change to theory?"

"Maybe it's to prepare for the OWLs exam?" I guessed without confidence, "I don't know who Dumbledore is looking for as a teacher this year."

Pansy curled her lips: "Come with a safe teacher, this class is too turbulent."

"I agree. By the way, do you want to go to Diagon Alley yourself, or let the house-elf go?"

"I'm too lazy to go by myself, school starts tomorrow and I want to pack up," Pansy said.

"That makes sense." I agreed, "Then let's talk to my mother when she comes down, and I have to check if there is anything else I need to buy."

At this time, my mother walked down the stairs quickly: "Give me the shopping list, girls."

"Are you going to Diagon Alley?" I asked suspiciously, and my mother seemed to be in a hurry:

"I just want to go out for a trip, and I will help you to buy together." Mom took our shopping list, "Just two books? Is there anything else you need?"

Pansy and I rushed upstairs in the shortest possible time to check what we were missing. I found that I was almost out of broomstick conditioner, parchment and ink, and I had to give Bethany Buy some more owl food.

"There's no need for potion ingredients," Mom was checking Pansy's shopping list when I came downstairs, "there's a lot in the lab."

I handed her the list.

"Thanks then, Aunt Margaret," Pansy said.

"You're welcome, dear." Mom gently touched her cheek, then patted my head, "I may not come back for lunch, take care of yourselves."

After we promised to stay at home obediently, my mother left the house in a hurry.

"Would you mind going upstairs to get my hair done?" Pansy pushed back a long fringe from her forehead. "I think they're a little too long. I've got to trim them before I go to school."

"Okay." I said, and took Pansy to a room on the second floor. This room has a full range of hairdressing tools and a mirror that makes various suggestions.

"Does this mirror work?" Pansy leaned closer to it, and when she heard her words, the mirror cried out as if offended:

"Are you doubting my aesthetics? Honorable lady, I can design a hairstyle that suits you best."

Pansy looked back at me, and I threw my hands up at her, "Of course it works—if you can stand the chatter."

"Sit down, sit down," said the mirror impatiently, and Pansy sat down on the pink armchair in front of it hesitantly.

"I promise...well, there's an [-]% chance it'll do a good job." I stood about two meters behind Pansy.

"What about [-]%?" She asked nervously.

"...it depends."

Pansy looked like she wanted to jump on me and kill me.

"Don't move!" the mirror snapped, "We're about to start now." While speaking, pairs of scissors, combs, and bottles of potion all flew up and lined up behind Pansy's head. team.

"I like--"

Just as Pansy said two words, she was interrupted by a sharp voice from the mirror: "Ahh! I figured it out! You don't need bangs, let me take a closer look, uh—comb! Comb this lady's hair neatly!"

A small golden comb swished through the air, combing Pan Xi's hair into a middle part.

"Cut an arc!" The mirror ordered, and another pair of golden scissors flew over, clicked and began to trim Pansy's hair, "Hair dye - flaxen No. 4 and light brown No. 2 are on standby. "

Two small bottles bounced out of the team and were suspended in mid-air.

"I think your hair is very beautiful, miss." The mirror supervised the work of the scissors, and at the same time flattered Pansy, "Of course I will keep its own beautiful color, but in order to stand out, I believe you will not Would mind if I made a little change. Of course, I assure you, that change will be the icing on the cake to your satisfaction!"

"Violet!" The mirror's words brought Pansy to the edge of rage, "Are you sure?"

"Hush, little girl." Before I could speak, the mirror said in an old-fashioned tone, "Trust our craftsmanship, don't be so irritable. Otherwise, it will be bad if you miss it." It said this, the scissors threatened The ground cut two more times, deliberately making a rattling sound that made the hairs stand on end.

Pansy didn't dare to speak for a moment.

"Stop, stop, scissors. Linen No. 4, Brown No. 2, for a gradient effect," the mirror ordered confidently. "Brown No. 5 is on standby. Ah, by the way, do you like curly hair, miss?"

"I only tried it at the Yule Ball," Pansy replied weakly.

"Wonderful! Let's do this," the mirror said in a singing tone. "Come on, curling iron, you have a chance to appear. Don't worry, miss, I will definitely make you a 100% return rate." modeling."

Pansy looked like he was about to pass out.

"Okay, okay, you guys did a great job. Brown No. 5, highlighting. Curling iron, starting from half of the hair, with big curls at the bottom-oh, am I right? Anyway, you understand." The mirror was somewhat He coughed twice without confidence, "Let me see what else is missing, ah, of course there is a universal hairdressing potion-a small bottle, you can shine for a whole year."

After 5 minutes, the mirror shouted triumphantly: "It's finished!"

All of a sudden, all the tools whizzed to the workbench.It only took a few seconds, and the room became the same as it was at the beginning, and even the hair on the ground was cleaned up.

I walked behind Pansy, who was already staring at herself in the mirror, speechless.

"You look great." That's all I could say.

"Speak up," the mirror urged expectantly, "I guess that's the effect you want, right?"

"That's right." Pansy stroked her curly hair, "Thank you, Mr. Mirror—"

"Call me crazy mirror!"

"Okay, thanks, Mad Mirror." Pansy stood up contentedly.Her hair became as shiny as a bottle of hairspray, with big curls at the end, and the overall style was more like a painting style that I don't know how to describe.All in all... I don't know if this kind of androgynous style is what Pansy wants, if it is, it is perfect.

"This mirror in your house is nice." Pansy praised it greatly. "Does it usually get you and Aunt Margaret's hair done?"

"Not necessarily," I said honestly. "We don't give him much freedom, so he's so excited to see you."

Pan Xi's footsteps stopped for a moment: "That is to say——I'm a test subject?"

"No!" I flatly denied, "Just a new client."

After dealing with Pansy's hair, we each went back to our rooms to pack our bags.I will be leaving home tomorrow, and I am more or less reluctant, and I have a little expectation, after all, it has been a long time since I have seen Hogwarts.

The house-elves have all my clothes ready, I just need to organize my books and other clutter.

"After staying in Hogwarts for a long time, the speed of packing things is getting faster and faster." Pansy moved faster than me, she came to my room, sat down on the armrest familiarly, and looked at me Put your summer homework together.

"And there are a lot of things that I don't need to bring." I pointed to an empty space in the box, "It used to be filled with candy and snacks, but since I went to Hogsmeade..." I agreed Put on the box, "There is no need."

"Don't forget this year's OWLs year." Pansy said listlessly, "the chances of going to Hogsmeade should be less, right?"

"I just know that the usual homework must be indispensable." I sat down beside the bed, "Who do you think will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year?"

"I hope it's like Lupine, but since the teacher asked us to buy theory books, so... he can't be an old pedant?"

"You mean Professor Binns? I'm going to fail Defense Against the Dark Arts if that's the case." Pansy and I laughed.Professor Binns can talk about the goblin rebellion like a pool of stagnant water, and his history of magic class is generally the first choice for everyone to catch up on sleep.

"What's Aunt Margaret going to do?" Pansy stretched and yawned.

"It might be something urgent." I looked at the bright sunshine outside, "I want to practice Quidditch this afternoon, do you want to join me?"

"No, thank you, I'll just watch you play." Pan Xi hurriedly waved his hand to decline.

The afternoon sun was still bright and I flew around the castle on a broomstick, sometimes taking a dangerous dive over the shimmering lake, imagining myself fighting a Quidditch team.Pansy was walking in the garden, she looked up from time to time, and sometimes I deliberately teased her with my shadow on the ground, and Pansy chased my shadow very decently.

"Hey Vio," Pansy called out as I swooped down on the lake again.

"What's the matter?" I made a sharp turn back into the garden and jumped off the broom.Pansy was standing outside the glass greenhouse.

"Are there pansies growing there?" she asked.

"Yes, it's pansies and violets. Are you going to see it?" This greenhouse was built after I was born, and because of my name, it has a lot of Violas in it.

We walked towards the greenhouse together, and Pansy looked at the several greenhouses next to him with great interest: "What's in those few rooms?"

"All kinds of flowers and plants, such as Margaret flowers." I replied casually, "In this way, we can have fresh flowers in the house all year round."

"There are none in Parkinson's Manor. I can only see those pitiful pansies in July." Pansy said casually.I didn't answer, but opened the glass door of the greenhouse:

"Pick whatever you like." I handed her a pair of small garden shears.This year's greenhouse has some violet plants that I don't recognize, but mainly violets and pansies.

"There is still such a wonderful connection between your name and my name," Pansy said to me, looking carefully at the pansy in front of her. "It's no wonder I liked you the first time I saw you."

"Maybe it was destined by God." I took the words.Pansy glanced at me and smiled tacitly.

In the end she settled on yellow pansies.

"I thought you'd like purple better." I joked.

"Maybe this color is more in line with my mood." Pansy held the bouquet together with a ribbon placed beside her. "Recently, I always feel very irritable."

"Why don't you tell me?" I suggested.

There was a worried look on Pansy's face. After a while, she still shook her head hesitantly: "I have to sort out my mood. Let's talk after I think it over."

The author has something to say:

Hello, dear readers and friends! [smiling face]

When you read this line, the author has already been sent back to the school [manual goodbye + no love in life], and the manuscript depositor will come to see you on time in the next few days... [I'm huh huh]

之后两周的更新时间为：2月27、28日，3月5、6日。也就是周末更。【老规矩，大家都懂】

Theoretically speaking, there will be a day off after two weeks, and then Wo will keep the manuscripts as usual.But if you don't have a holiday - I don't know what to do. 【You hit me~】

After school starts, everyone is welcome to come and play with me in the comment area~

I wish the student party less homework and high scores, and the non-student party has fun and money flying~

——The above is over.

By: the dead author