Hogwarts Melon Eater

"You two didn't go to the game to watch the game?" Charlie was very surprised, and he was a little inarticulate while eating the apple that Fred handed over.

Fred and George looked at each other and lowered their voices, "Last night a group of Gryffindors tried to hide in the Quidditch pitch so they didn't have to get up early to get a seat...then these poor people met and went out for a walk. Filch."

"And you happen to be among these poor people?" Charlie had already guessed what was going on.

"Actually we were just passing by," Fred shrugged, "but Filch didn't think so," George looked a little helpless. "It's a complete disaster - we were fined not to see Quidditch, and we had to stay at the game during the game. The prize room wiped those trophies clean..."

Charlie shook it with the apple core. "Seriously, I don't think you guys will be punished so honestly."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, "Then you guessed it right. We were punished and ran to the clock tower to watch the whole thing with owl binoculars. As for cleaning the prize showroom, we pooled money and hired a professional team."

"What professional team?" Charlie frowned, why didn't he find any professional team when he was punished that year.

"House Elf Housekeeping Service Company," Fred took out a flyer and handed it to Charlie, George pointed to a few lines of small print on the back of the flyer, \'Are you mischievous little wizards still fighting for the unfinished slugs? Troubled by an unclean showroom? Are you still feeling anxious and irritable because you are too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night, and afraid of being caught at night? Don't have the courage to hand out the love letter in your hand? Forgot your homework in the dormitory and don't want to go back to get it? \'

\'House-elf housekeeping service company is here to serve you wholeheartedly, solve all your troubles, and let you live a happy and beautiful campus life (we also provide additional prank and clean-up services, experienced house-elves can also be yours Temporary Costume Stylist)\'

"Low fees, good service, and honestly, the house elf business is doing really well," Fred flipped through the flyers. "It's a lot easier than the hourly worker my mom hired to clean the Burrow after a rainstorm."

"You mean the frail-looking uncle in the red hat?" George sneered. "He was so frightened by the ghouls in the attic that he sat down in Ginny's old stroller and got stuck in it for a long time!"

Charlie's eyes were focused on the flyer's "Love letter in hand doesn't have the courage to hand it out", he did write a love letter, and he really failed to hand it out because he wasn't sure if he should do it.

\'Girls are different from fire dragons.\'The Weasleys' elder brother Bill's teaching echoed in Charlie's ears.\'You have to be very careful with them. \'

"This... uh, the housekeeping company, how do I get in touch?"

"Just find an owl, it's easy and convenient," George patted Charlie on the shoulder. "You also want to try their \'American kipper burger?\'"

"Maybe, ahem, you can leave now," Charlie hurried away impatiently, "don't disturb my rest here, take this urinal with you when you go, I'm not here yet."

The twins left a pile of dung eggs for Charlie, and then left the school hospital with a slap in the face. By the way, they put the pink \'Molly's special urinal\' under Charlie's bed, which was particularly conspicuous.

The afternoon came soon, and the Hufflepuff lounge was lively. The warm yellow color scheme made the whole lounge look warm. There were little wizards sitting on the furniture far away, chatting gossip, playing wizard chess, looking for Anna Borrowed to play mahjong happily, "Er tube!" Xue Li took a sip of hot tea.

"Bar, three," Cedric threw out a piece of mahjong gracefully, handsome people are elegant and handsome in everything, surrounded by a few onlookers of ladies, \'Wow\' applauded.

Cedric scratched his head embarrassedly, his ears red.

"Hmph, huh!" Nymphadora put down the card, picked up the hot chocolate, and began to crane her neck to observe left and right, "Aha, I knew you had this!" She pointed at Cedric's Chicken\', "Fortunately, I gave up on Hu Zhangzang long ago."

Cedric blushed even more.

But Cedric's embarrassment didn't last long, and everyone was attracted by a weak voice, "Miss Shirley, is this Miss Shirley Mason?"

A house-elf wearing a pink pillowcase appeared in front of a hanging picture, it looked a little restrained, and the wild chrysanthemum on its head made it look a little funny, "Miss Shirley?"

"Uh! Yes!" Shirley was startled, she rarely saw house-elves, especially house-elves wearing pink pillowcases, she quickly stood up, "I, I am!"

"Hello, Miss Shirley, a gentleman has purchased our \'Love Is Hard to Say\' Deluxe...Luxury Confession Project," the house-elf took out a small note and took a sneak peek, "Uh, we Will replace him to express his unspoken love, yes, that's it!"

Nymphadora laughed, and the hot chocolate she just drank sprayed Cedric's face, she apologized and made a towel to wipe Cedric's face, "God! Shirley! Although I don't know if it is Who came up with such a novel way of confessing - but I gotta say, it's hilarious!"

The gossip-loving little badgers gathered around, "Someone confessed to Shirley?" "House-elf confessed to others?" "House-elf confessed to Shirley?"

Shirley's head was empty for a while, "It's really me?" She looked at the house-elf and reconfirmed, "How could it be me?" She always thought that she was the most ordinary person, and there was absolutely nothing that could attract others." I...I," she blushed.

The house-elf took out a picture, looked at the picture and looked at Shirley, it was sure, "It's you, Miss Shirley," and it showed the picture, which was a picture of Shirley stealing from Professor Sprout's vegetable field In the photo of the cucumber, her blond hair is **** high, revealing a beautiful neck. Although the photo is very good, it is also a criminal proof of stealing vegetables.

Shirley took the photo, \'Put it in the frame\' and \'Tear it up completely\' two voices arguing in her head.

"He said there were more pictures," the house-elf smiled kindly so that it didn't sound like a terrible threat, and it conjured up the bubble water to create a little romantic pink bubble for the lounge Bubble, then pull out the pink stationery and get to work.

For a while in the huge lounge, there was only a slightly sharp confession from the house elf, and it said emotionally, "Dear Shirley, we have known each other for a long time, I have never been very clear about my feelings, but recently I have It took me a long time to think about it, so long that the newly born Norwegian Ridgeback can breathe out flames smoothly (it would take about three months) - after thinking about it again and again, I got this letter~www.NovelMTL.com~ I like you , you are like a fire dragon egg full of mystery. Before the dragon egg breaks open, no one knows what kind of surprise is hidden in it! I am fascinated by it," the elf waved his hand exaggeratedly, "Short-nosed dragon The fire that spews always reminds me of your beautiful blue eyes, which can turn grass and dead wood to ashes in an instant, and burn the most impossibly combustible substances - and your eyes always light my heart with ease."

"I like listening to the cicadas chirping in summer, and also listening to the beautiful breath of the fire dragon. I like to ride a broomstick to the highest point of Hogwarts and wait for the sunset, watching the Forbidden Forest be dyed with a honey-colored luster, and the night is quiet. Singing in the stars all the time—"

"Wait, that should be considered a night tour, right?" Nymphadora touched her chin, "I think...I know who this guy is..."

"I hope to experience all of this with you, and if possible, I hope you can give me time to express my feelings with a fire snake," the house elf created another bunch of pink bubbles, "I am in school. The hospital is waiting for you."

The house-elf sprinkled rose petals, cleaned it up with magic, bowed slightly, and disappeared into the crowd's exclamations with a snap of his fingers.