[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

"It is an honor to go to Hogsmeade Village. Anyone who does not perform well in school has no right to go, and those who have not signed the opinion form cannot go." Professor McGonagall looked around at the dark little head below and reiterated the request. Again.

Sigrid secretly used her dressing mirror to look at her curly hair. Because she was not allowed to wear heavy makeup during school, Sigrid usually just simply drew her eyebrows, brushed her eyelashes, and applied lipstick.

She tried to put on eyeliner today, and also specially applied eye shadow and blush, which was completely different from her usual style in class.

After handing the opinion form to Filch, Sigrid and Susie followed the large group and set off to the platform.

The breeze blew by, and the large lake on the side of the path rippled. The sparkling waves were really beautiful.

"The terminus of the Hogwarts Express train after it leaves platform nine and three-quarters is here. One side leads to Hogwarts School, and the other side leads to Hogsmeade Village."

Percy Weasley, who led the team at the front, introduced the history and customs of Hogsmeade in a serious manner.

"They are both Weasleys, why are they so different? There is no similarity at all except hair color and eyes." Susie whispered to Sigrid teasing her boyfriend and her boyfriend's brother.

Sigrid shrugged noncommittally.

Because it was the first time for the third graders to go to Hogsmeade, the school arranged for the male and female student chairpersons to lead the group to set off collectively. The seniors of other grades had already set off on their own.

Sigrid and Fred agreed to meet at Honeydukes.

Every date they have is like an underground organization with secret connections. Although it is very exciting, Sigrid sometimes secretly envy the couples in school, even though she initiated the underground relationship herself. .

The gate to Hogsmeade was finally in sight, and two giant puppets with big pumpkins on their heads were waving to them.

"Third graders, try not to be left alone. I will call the roll call here on time at 5 pm. Students who are late will not be able to come to Hogsmeade next time. Finally, I wish everyone a happy time!"

As soon as Percy Weasley finished speaking, the little wizards passed him in groups and rushed into Hogsmeade!

Bossy and the chairwoman smiled at each other tacitly, exclaiming that it was great to be young, and they also had to make plans for their jobs after graduation!

Hogsmeade has changed a lot compared to the last time I came here, and a strong Halloween atmosphere has filled the air.

Rows of colorful candy wrappers were strung together in a string stretching from the intersection to the depths of the town. Pumpkin lanterns were placed one after another on both sides of the road, and the tangled trees were covered with magic candles.

The exclamations and laughter filled Sigrid's ears, the Halloween atmosphere was full!

It is not difficult to imagine how lively this place will be when night falls. It is a pity that they will leave at 5 o'clock and are destined to miss the whole night of carnival here.

In the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, in the women's clothing section, rows of ready-made clothes are hung on mannequins with rabbit faces. They have been enchanted to do simple movements such as spinning in circles, waving their hands, and twisting their waists.

Sigrid looked around at the ready-made clothes on the mannequin one by one, and finally settled on a suit dress, a peacock blue waist-cinching dress with a stand-up collared half-length cape of the same color. In addition to the double-breasted buttons on the chest and The pleats on the waist have no unnecessary decoration.

Sigrid turned her upper body around and paid the Galleons with satisfaction!

She took out the hair braider from her school bag. Two inconspicuous sticks like sweater picks were flexible enough to divide her hair into four strands and begin braiding until it formed a big fluffy braid.

Finally putting on a large wizard hat that almost covered her entire face, Sigrid said goodbye to Susie with satisfaction.

Honeydukes was crowded with people, and every row of shelves was surrounded by water. Sigrid lowered the brim of her hat and kept moving forward along with the flow of people.

"Hermione, how about this? Bibi multi-flavored bean candy bag, there are 10 different flavors in it!" A red-haired man looked at the candies on the shelf and discussed with the brown-haired witch next to him.

"I still think Harry would prefer the Halloween candy package," Hermione said to herself.

"Ouch, Merlin's briefs!" Ron suddenly screamed with his face distorted.

"Ron, are you okay?" Hermione asked, turning back.

"I hate your witches' high heels!" Ron gritted his teeth.

Hermione looked forward and saw that the fluttering peacock blue dress had disappeared from the shelf on the left.

"Wearing high heels is every witch's freedom," Hermione said loudly, tapping her new high-heeled short boots on her left foot.

Without waiting for the opposite wizard to retort, he said directly, "Of course, you can ask your girlfriend to wear flat shoes in the future."

Ron suppressed the unpleasant words in his stomach, looked at Hermione who shook her head and walked away, muttered "inexplicable" and limped after her.

Sigrid pursed her lips and snickered, and when no one noticed, she ducked into Honeydukes' innermost inconspicuous door.

The door was closed softly, and none of the expected romantic scenes of lovers meeting took place. Fred curled up and squatted beside a large wooden barrel to concentrate.

Sigrid leaned against the door for a long time, but did not get her boyfriend's attention. She pouted dissatisfiedly and knocked on the door.

"Sigrid, you're finally here!" The wizard smiled and turned around when he heard the knock on the door.

"What are you doing?" Sigrid asked, looking at Fred who was squatting on the spot and still smiling at her!

Fred waved to her mysteriously, and Sigrid hesitated to see what he was up to.

Before Sigrid could take a closer look, Fred couldn't wait to grab her wrist and make her squat down. He put his arm around his girlfriend's neck and motioned her to look underground.

So, the two heads stuck together stared at the ground for a long time.

"What did you see?" Fred turned around and asked expectantly.

Sigrid was still looking at the ground speechlessly.

I saw an overturned bottle of blueberry jam lying next to the big wooden barrel, and a group of ants were carrying large pieces of blueberry pulp deep into the cellar.

"Ant... ant" Sigrid took a long time to spit out one word.

Fred rubbed his girlfriend's curly hair dissatisfied and said, "Look again!"

Sigrid dissatisfiedly pushed away his big hand that wanted to destroy her braids and stood up, "A bunch of ants!"

"Okay, you're right." Fred paused and continued, "Don't you think they look like a group of well-ordered soldiers?"

Fred focused on the ants again and said to himself, "When we have our own store in the future, it will be too difficult to find cheap and capable employees. If I can make these ants obey my orders, , how many galleons will be saved!"

Sigrid stood next to him with her arms folded, looking down at him as he carefully planned his future. Although she doubted whether these little ants were as capable as he thought, she couldn't bear to dampen her boyfriend's enthusiasm.

"Okay, Fred, let's wait until you become an ant general first! Can you stay with your girlfriend now?" Sigrid smiled and extended a hand to her boyfriend.

Fred stared blankly at the extended little hand for a few seconds, then without hesitation took it and used it to stand up and hug his girlfriend into his arms, whispering in her ear, "Sorry, I ignored you!"

"You really should apologize! Because you didn't disguise yourself well at all. Everyone you know knows who you are." Sigrid buried her head in his chest and tapped his chest rhythmically with her fingers.

"I think my disguise is great," Fred said. He obviously used disposable hair dye to turn his hair color into a low-key dark brown.

In his heart, he was disappointed and dissatisfied with Sigrid's insistence on having an underground relationship with him, but he had nodded in agreement when she made the request. Fred could only cooperate with her, although he felt that one day he would not be able to help it. Make their relationship public.

He wasn't afraid of her college concerns at all, but he couldn't be so selfish, and he was also afraid that his girlfriend would be in trouble in the college or even be made trouble by pure-blood extremists.

"Fortunately, I had expected it!" Sigrid said without surprise, suddenly pushing him away, looking around in the dark and messy cellar, patting a short oval bucket, and motioning for her boyfriend to sit on it.

"Sit down quickly!" Seeing her boyfriend standing there hesitantly, Sigrid lowered her voice and coaxed.

"What are you going to do?" Fred looked at his girlfriend's expectant look and sat on the short barrel as if she was dead.

"I want to help you!" Sigrid patted her backpack, leaned towards him and winked. With her makeup and clothes today, it looked indescribably mature and charming.

Fred was convinced in his mind that she was seducing me and wanted me to kiss her.

The cellar became quiet, with only sporadic rustling sounds...

"Lift your head." The little witch picked up his chin and forced him to look up...

"Don't hide behind, come here," the little witch ordered dissatisfied...

"Now turn your head away." The little witch held his face and forced him to turn his head...

Fred had no choice but to satisfy his girlfriend's fanatical desire to dress him up half-heartedly.

Fortunately, George would not know, otherwise he would not be able to hold his head up in front of him for a year.

"Okay--" Sigrid took two steps back, walked around her work with satisfaction, and clapped her hands when she was done.

Fred's eyebrows were trimmed again, his face was painted a honey color, and he wore metal-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Her slightly long hair was tied into a small bun without hesitation, and she looked like a polite scumbag. look like.

Pretending not to see her boyfriend's stiff expression, Sigrid took the initiative to move closer and interlocked with Fred's fingers.

"Let's go on a date, boyfriend." Sigrid raised the hands they were intertwined with, put them in front of her eyes to look at them carefully, and praised, "Fred, your nails are in great shape. They are perfect for manicures. Can you help me try on the nail polish next time?"

Fred was convinced again - she was taking revenge on me, minding that semi-forced first kiss.

So, the young couple lingered in the cellar for an hour before walking out of Honeydukes' main entrance arm in arm.

Fortunately, there were many wizards on the road who wanted to dress up in a different way, so no one paid much attention to this intimate young couple.

Fred's shame and anger at being "forced" by his girlfriend to put on makeup finally passed, and he began to enjoy the soft touch in his hand, the faint scent of perfume lingering on the tip of his nose, and the sweetness lingering in his ears.

Protecting the little witch from one store to another among the crowds, today's Zuko's Joke Shop was extremely busy due to the arrival of Halloween, and it seemed very difficult to squeeze in.

Fred could only hold the heroine and stop at a distance, his mind had already drifted away.

"When we buy this place in the future, I will place our latest wizard game console in the wall window." Fred pointed to the wall window next to him. "Here is the dress-up Barbie doll for the female wizard."

"Here are our newly invented "Fat Tongue Toffees", "Telescopic Ears", "Canary Cookies" and the like." Fred pulled his girlfriend closer to the display cabinet at the door.

"Canary?" Sigrid looked confused, why didn't she know they had made this gadget.

Regretting that it was too late, Fred changed the topic, "That gadget is not worth mentioning."

I took my girlfriend's hand and pointed to the small two-story brick building next to the joke shop. This was an ice cream shop with only two tables and chairs outside the door. Compared to the joke shop, it was quite deserted.

"How about I buy this place and open a nail salon for you? In the future, the second floors of the two stores can be connected to create a luxurious lounge. We can rest there when we are tired." Fred kept thinking about this place. The plan was clearly stated, as if he had become the master of this place.

"I don't want to open a nail salon," Sigrid retorted coyly, looking sweet and confused at Fred's behavior of planning his future as a matter of course.

She is only in third grade and has never thought about her future or their future...