[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse looks like a small and cramped teahouse from the outside. Once you enter, you will realize that every compartment inside is actually unique. Although the round tables are decorated with tacky lace, the sofas are extremely soft.

As soon as Sigrid and Fred sat down, the curtains on the roof stretched down and wrapped them layer by layer in this airtight pale pink space like petals.

As a boyfriend, Fred very consciously squeezed into a sofa with Sigrid without even looking at the empty sofa opposite.

Fortunately, the sofa is spacious enough for two people.

The two people sat next to each other, both looking at the small space as if they were unconscious. There was no waiter to disturb them, and a pale pink parchment menu and a quill of the same color were squeezed flexibly from the layers of packages and lay on the table.

After the two of them chose coffee and small cakes, Parchment bowed, rolled up his quill and ran away.

"Sigrid, did you visit the forum yesterday? How was it?" Fred suddenly asked.

"If there was no force quit, I think I would not be able to help reading all the posts. It is really eye-opening for me." Sigrid enthusiastically shared her viewing experience.

Fred didn't have the heart to tell her that most of the hot posts on the front page of the forum were the "shills" hired by Lindsay Hall to "set the pace" seriously.

"Is it true that someone will forcefully kiss the dean at tonight's Halloween dinner? It's too perverted." Sigrid looked disgusted.

Fred felt his throat was a little dry and quickly took a sip of the cold water on the table. He must not let his girlfriend know that he was the pervert who threatened to kiss the big bat during the live broadcast of the Halloween dinner - I am the most handsome in Hogwarts.

And the "Big Bat's Floral Dress" that followed him with a rhythm and asked for attention was his brother George.

A strange singing sound came from outside the door curtain from far to near, like a giant man singing with his voice pinched.

"La la la! La la la!"

“Sweet teahouse sweet sugar”

"Sweet lovers sit in rows"

"We are Cupid messengers representing love"

“Sing before serving food”

"Stop the shameful things for a moment"

"Pause!"

After Sigrid and Fred heard the lyrics clearly, their faces turned red and they moved to both sides, forcing an arm gap to open in the middle of the single sofa.

The singing finally stopped at the door of their private room, "Knock, knock, knock, here is the Cupid messenger who will never disturb couples on their date. Guest, your meal is ready!"

"Come in" Fred took a deep breath and replied.

"Are you really ready?" the messenger asked again thoughtfully.

As soon as she finished speaking, the little witch next to her quickly turned her head to the side, covered her face tightly with her hands and curled up on the armrest of the sofa.

"Please - come in" Fred spat out through his teeth.

Two elves disguised as fat golden angels put coffee, desserts and tableware on the table one by one with smiles on their faces. It reminded Fred of the little cupid choir invited by the "Peacock" for Valentine's Day last year. .

He didn't care about the embarrassment of the two guests, maybe they were used to it. "Please use your guests slowly, and please ring the bell if necessary!" The elf winked at Fred, "Besides, we will never disturb you!"

The little witch who had not raised her head trembled when she heard this and wanted to get into the sofa.

"Thank you - thank you." Fred was very shameless and was embarrassed. He was obviously serious and didn't do anything but seemed to have done everything...

"Well, they're gone," Fred whispered.

"Yeah," the little witch murmured like a mosquito. It took another half a minute to gather her emotions and raise her head.

Fred secretly looked at her pink cheeks, her earlobes that were so red that they were bleeding, and her lowered eyelids as she stared at the meal in front of her seriously.

An inexplicable emotion surged into his body. Fred rubbed the armrest of the sofa with his fingertips, straightened up and ate as if nothing had happened.

There was no words for a while, only the slight sound of the occasional clinking of tableware.

Fred took two or three bites of the dessert and couldn't help but secretly look at Sigrid, who was nibbling on the cake next to him.

Her face was lightly pink, and she looked very cute while chewing food.

"Why are you looking at me!" the little witch asked as she looked at Fred, whose eyes were getting more and more wild.

"You look good!" Fred blurted out.

"Of course." In terms of appearance, the little witch is not coy at all.

"Dear, you know? I fell in love with you at first sight." Fred said suddenly seriously.

"You're just looking for sex!" The little witch glanced at him and sneered.

Fred couldn't help but laugh, "You were still a little kid in the first grade at that time, how sexy were you!"

"Fred, you bad guy, you lost me." Sigrid put down the tableware and stood up, glaring at her smiling boyfriend.

Before she could get angry, Fred quickly grabbed her left hand and gently tapped her palm.

He leaned closer to her and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes."

"What?" Sigrid asked fiercely.

"She's... sexy." Before she could finish her words, she pressed the little witch onto the sofa and kissed her.

Her whole body was forcefully imprisoned between the sofa and her chest. Sigrid didn't even have time to react before she kissed her like a predator.

Sometimes fierce, sometimes contemptuous.

Sigrid only felt that her domain was being poured in bit by bit, and was being wrapped up and swallowed up by Fred who was clinging to her.

"Do you know where this is? Someone will come in." The little witch tilted her head and panted, tugging at the small twitch behind his head to push him away.

Fred frowned and stared at her, saying in a hoarse and low voice, "They won't bother you." After speaking, he grabbed her disobedient hand, held her chin with the other hand and kissed her again.

Fred's soft lips kissed her eyes with fluttering eyelashes, the tip of her delicate and straight nose, and he couldn't help but bite her small ear.

The little witch couldn't help but let out a cry and sobbed nervously.

"You...you're weighing down my hair," the little witch's voice trembled slightly.

Fred felt her trembling, released his mouth and buried his head in the crook of her neck, panting slightly and smiling muffledly.

He reluctantly touched her lips again before releasing his restraint on her.

Fred distanced himself slightly and looked at his girlfriend who was in a rare state of embarrassment.

The carefully-kept braided hair was loose and messy due to friction. The edges of the eye sockets were slightly red. The dark green eyes covered with a layer of mist were sparkling at the moment, and the lips that had been kissed hard were red and slightly swollen.

Fred is satisfied...my little snake...yummy...

Sigrid loosened the shapeless braids in frustration, opened her bag and took out the braider, and the messy curly hair was divided into strands and braided again.

Sigrid felt aggrieved for a while, but for the second time, she was still inferior.

The two of them had a not-very-hungry lunch at Mrs. Puddy's Tea House and squeezed out through the narrow door.

Bathing in the long-lost sunshine, Sigrid finally took a deep breath and became a confident and beautiful mysterious witch again.

And Fred clung to his girlfriend as close as a Siamese twin.

After a while, he helped her pull away the broken hair around her ears, but was pushed away...

After a while, I straightened out the wrinkles on her shoulders, and then she was pushed away...

For a while, he sucked on her neck like a puppy, and then was pushed away again...

Looking at the glances around her from time to time, Sigrid wanted to get into the jack-o'-lantern.

When Fred once again tried to help her straighten her half-cloak that had been wrinkled by him, Sigrid couldn't bear it anymore.

"Pa" knocked down the stretched out hand, Sigrid glared, "What on earth do you want?"

"You smell so good," Fred replied.

Sigrid took a deep breath, untied the half-cloak of the suit without hesitation, and threw it on Fred's puzzled face.

Sigrid turned around angrily and walked forward on her own. Fred quickly caught the little cloak that was thrown over him and smelled it. Sure enough, it was the smell of the little witch - it smelled so good!

Anyway, he was no longer Fred Weasley now, so he simply lost his temper and put Sigrid's peacock blue cape on his shoulders.

Sigrid took a few steps, and the people behind her quickly caught up with her.

They didn't stick to each other anymore and kept an arm's length apart.

Sigrid glared at him, and he turned around and smiled politely.

Sigrid paused for a moment, looking slightly startled at her boyfriend who was wearing half of her cloak and following her step by step, smiling heartlessly.

I'm really speechless...

So, Sigrid took her suddenly three-year-old boyfriend to wander around Hogsmeade village for a long time, and it wasn't until 4 o'clock that she watched him enter the Honeydukes candy store.

Sigrid went to the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store that she had agreed with Susie in advance, changed her clothes in the dressing room, and put on her makeup before departure.

"Sigrid, why is half of your cloak missing?" Susie felt that something was missing from the moment she saw her friend, and it wasn't until she saw her come out that she had an idea.

"Taken away by a dog" Sigrid shrugged helplessly.

After Hogsmeade day, Sigrid and Suzy returned to the dormitory. Without time to rest, they started preparing for tonight's Halloween dinner.

For Halloween dinner, they can dress up however they like.

Sigrid sat in front of the dressing table and painted herself a Halloween makeup, using dark brown eye shadow as a base and long black eyeliner.

The entire face was painted pale, and eyeliner was used to draw realistic cracks on the forehead, the tip of the nose, and the cheeks, as if they would break if touched.

Then apply red to black lipstick on the inside of your lips, and use a black pen on the corners of your mouth to extend the arc of a smile.

She put on a dark gothic style dress, braided her curly hair loosely into two braids on both sides of her shoulders, and put on a black leather necklace with a metal buckle on her slender neck.

Wear black fishnet stockings on your legs with retro round-toe shoes, wear long black lace gloves on your hands, and hold a black floral retro lace umbrella.

Susie is also wearing a black dress. She also wears a pair of black cat ears on her head. When she opens her mouth to speak, she can see two dazzling fangs.

It was done, just 20 minutes before the dinner started, the two sisters went to the lobby of Hogwarts together.

The lobby was filled with piles of pumpkin lanterns, clouds were drifting abnormally, and many burning orange ribbons dotted the dark roof.

The lobby was full of joy, with little wizards dressed in all kinds of strange costumes laughing and exchanging candies. Ghosts appeared from the walls and table corners from time to time and made faces at them.

Suddenly, a thing with a white sheet on its head and big holes in its eyes that emitted green light fell from the sky. It swooped towards the professor's seat in the center of the hall, and brushed against Professor Snape's black face under the spotlight.

Before Professor Snape could draw his wand in a rage, it shot up to the ceiling and exploded into a bouquet of colorful fireworks, leaving only the white rag sheets floating to the floor.

The entire lobby was silent for 2 seconds, followed by deafening cheers and applause, and the Halloween dinner was pushed to a climax!