94 Diagon Alley

Captured by Professor Snape and handed over to Professor McGonagall.

R&D program suspended.

Conclusion: Terrible.

"Miss Ollivander, I didn't expect to be messing around with you." Professor McGonagall stared at Gwen sternly through her glasses, "As for the Weasleys, Accident. Ten points from Gryffindor because you took the freshman on a night out and blew up a chair. Locked up for a week, the three of you will start looking for Mr. Filch tomorrow."

Gwen is as well-behaved as a quail, nodding constantly to show her sincere remorse.

After coming out of Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor, Fred and George complained about why they were only given two points, Gwen countered that they wanted fifteen points, then she would have breakfast tomorrow But shamelessly went to sit at the long table in Gryffindor. The twins were fortunate enough that the professor thought it was just a chair that had been blown up, and Gwen was glad that the explosion was complete this time, and should not have received a new dead mouse collar.

"See you after Christmas then, gentlemen." Gwen greeted them from the common room stairs, "I think it's better to use a spell next time, right? "

George looked at the little witch in shock, "I want to salute you, Miss Wand, for being so persistent..."

"...but unfortunately, we'll meet tomorrow in Filch's office..." Fred bowed with one hand.

“…he might dig our guts out.”

Gwen paused as he returned to the bedroom, "Okay, good night gentlemen, I will eat more tomorrow, for my intestines."

Christmas and Research Advances

For students leaving home for the first time for boarding school, the Christmas break is still the time they most look forward to, even though the school is a magical school of magic. The first-year students had no interest in studying a week before the holiday, and began to pack their bags or discuss Christmas gifts.

Of course, Gwen is a freshman out of bad taste. After all, who would have thought that a week before a beautiful Christmas, she was forced to be locked up with her two amiable big brothers. The first day was to clean the floors and trophies in the prize showroom.

Gwen had to admire the twins' innate optimism. Even with Filch confiscating their wands in the first place and asking them to clean up without magic, Fred and George were still able to speed skate on the slippery floor with two rags on their feet. After watching for five minutes, Gwen wisely decided to hide in the trophy case furthest from them to avoid the consequences of their Quidditch-inspired physical confrontation.

"Relax, little sister Gwen." Fred did a comical squat spin, "I bet this place was cleaned two days ago."

George slid over to his brother for a lift, "So you can put down that dirty rag."

Gwen hurriedly threw away the rag, which was more disgusting than house-elf clothes, when she heard the words, the feeling reminded her of the three-piece set of slugs, leeches, toads in Potions class.

"Hmph, Miss Ollivander, it seems that you haven't reflected on your bad behavior against school rules." Filch slammed the door and stared at her, "I'll give it to you tomorrow. For a better job, I have to say that hard work and hard work are the best teachers." After speaking, he walked away contentedly with the lamp in his hand. "Come directly to my office tomorrow, Miss Ollivander."

Gwen felt like she had swallowed the three-piece suit of disgusting potions class at the moment, and when she turned back to question the Weasley twins, she found that the two people who were dancing on the ice just now were kneeling on the ground Diligently mopping the floor, as if a golden Galleon could be picked up in the cracked floor.

Miss Wand turned around, smiled politely, and held out two international fingers. Convex

Alas, nasty boy.

After the confinement ended, Gwen did not wait for Fred and George, and ran back to the dormitory in anger. It wasn't that she was annoyed by the two people's teasing, but she was angry that she was being teased so easily. The next day, she didn't wait for the twins, and ran straight to Filch's office after dinner, like every Gryffindor who is actively reflecting and committing the next crime.

"Very good, Miss Ollivander, do something useful. Next time you're in trouble, think about the consequences. Now, go and punish me The detailed information of each student is sorted and sorted, I hope you will remember it for a long time."

Gwen swallowed as he looked at the rows of wooden filing cabinets. She was racking her brains to remember what spells her wand shop used to organize her wands.

"Don't stand there foolishly, give me your wand, please fine Gryffindor, sort it with your own hands. Let these live examples teach you a good lesson." Phil Qi pulled Gwen's wand away, laughing like a villain.

The poor little witch could only pick up a stack of documents and start reading, she decided to slowly read the wisdom of the school's predecessors in the remaining days. About two quarters later, Gwen was amazed at the Hogwarts students. If Filch had been willing to spend half the time staring at his students summarizing the files, he might have published Hogwarts: A Laughing Dead or Dead by Standard, Level 7. In 1968, a student cast an adhesive spell on the soles of his feet in order to break into the girls' dormitory, but he was stuck on a slide and stood for one night.

In 1971, a student used the magic circle to cheat. Although he deceived the quill, the magic wind was so strong that the cheat sheet under his robe blew on the invigilator's face.

Forbidden Forest Forbidden Forest Forbidden Forest, Night Tour Night Tour Night Tour Group fights, private fights, Gryffindor and Slytherin fights.

In 1983, a student went swimming in the Black Lake and was taken away by the mermaid. It is said that the principal personally brought it back.

Gwen secretly applauded the seniors while stuffing the sorted files back into the cabinet. She was so small that she was struggling to reach the high cabinet on tiptoe. Suddenly a pair of articulated hands took the file and helped her put it on it.

"Miss Wand was not physically punished by the perverted Filch..." George turned back and winked at her.

"...We thought you were going to be whipped, I think Filch wanted to do this for a long time." Fred continued behind Gwen.

Before Gwen could react, the two red heads started to bump around in Filch's office.

"Don't get me wrong, we certainly didn't come to help you because we were worried..."

"...we were there to see what good stuff Filch had recently confiscated, although we had seen it three days ago..."

"Shut up Fred."

Alas, I hate cute boys.

"You know what, I think we can find inspiration from these files. I just saw someone use a magic circle to send exam answers."

"Smart idea! Look, Miss Wand, let us help you put these back in the cabinet." George picked up the sorted files on the ground and inserted them.

"Hey, I didn't say help, our own confinement..."

"Shut up Fred."

The remaining days of confinement were completed when Gwen continued to read classic cases, summarize and integrate files, and then the twins who sneaked in helped to stuff them back into the filing cabinet.

It was Christmas, and Gwen took the Hogwarts Express back to Diagon Alley. Mr. Ollivander was obviously not a good user of life magic, so they ended up going to the Leaky Cauldron to pack a turkey to celebrate.

Gwen rushed to buy Christmas gifts for friends before all the shops in Diagon Alley closed, and chased a fat owl to send them all. She mailed Katie eye drops from Mrs. Primpenie's Beauty Potions, which were said to have brightened and watery eyes. Brought a quill to Cormac. I sent Qiu Zhang a package of dancing jelly. I gave poor Hagrid (who was educated by Professor McGonagall severely for providing an experimental site) a can of high-grade dog food, I hope Yaya likes it. Finally bought George and Fred a big box of Water Blossom Magic Fireworks and a box of Hiccups at the Bouncy Magic Joke Shop, and a card warning them not to use them indoors (for their younger siblings), she was afraid of Wei Mrs. Sly would resent herself.

The next morning, Gwen quietly placed a long box under the crooked Christmas tree in the store. Mr. Ollivander just came downstairs to see it, and handed Gwen the big box in his hand.

"Oh, I'm very touched, Gwen, good boy." The old man's hands trembled slightly, and he gently hugged the little girl. Inside the box is a wooden cane, although it is a bit crude, it is very smooth after being carefully polished.

"I don't think I'm home, it's dangerous for you to use a ladder by yourself, Garrick." Gwen was a little embarrassed, "I wanted to make a wand, but I don't have much time this semester. Maybe next year I can make a wand..."

"No, my dear, it's too early for you to have a wand. This cane is very suitable. Thank you for understanding that I am also an old man. Why don't you promise me a new cane next year, I can put my wand in there." Mr. Ollivander's pale silver eyes gleamed slightly, "Quickly unwrap your gift, don't let it hold for too long."

Gwen hurriedly opened the big box in his hand when he heard the words, and there was a half-sized white cat inside. "Ah!" the little girl screamed in surprise. "Can I take it to Hogwarts! Is this my pet?"

"Yes, yes, boy. The lady at Wonder Zoo said he's a very smart cat, maybe a little quirky, but I think you'll like it, right?"

"I love it so much