[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Sigrid finished today's yoga, took the parchment handed over by Susie, and saw Fred's post "Help" I broke up with my girlfriend, how can I get it back?

She flipped through the pages one by one and couldn't help laughing when she saw her boyfriend's introduction to her. Did she turn out to be the clingy one? Am I really that easy to coax? Is he acting like a spoiled child just because I do this?

Sigrid secretly complained about how petty she was, even though she had already been punished, she was still worried about her playing on the wrong team!

He still wants to marry her and have children? Oh, what a beautiful thought...

At the end, when Fred said he hoped she could get back together before Valentine's Day after seeing the post, Sigrid had the urge to close the post immediately and pretend she hadn't seen it. She broke up with her and returned all the things she gave him, and now they are getting back together. Doesn't she want to lose face? Still want to kiss and hug? What else could he come up with that was meaningful other than kisses and hugs?

Susie rubbed her shoulder against Sigrid, who was sitting next to her and stared at the post in a daze, and winked, "When are you going to get back together?"

Sigrid shook her head repeatedly, "When will I get back together? It's a great idea!"

Susie smiled evilly, "I saw someone couldn't stop smiling after taking my parchment. I thought she had forgiven her ex-boyfriend!"

After listening to Susie's teasing, Sigrid looked at her and hesitated for a few seconds. After realizing it, she covered her face with her hands, buried her head in her knees and shut herself up.

Susie touched her head and said with a smile, "If I become a man, I will also fall in love with you, kiss-kiss, hug-hug!"

The next time the three of them studied together, Sigrid was serious, and through Fred's self-narration, she had seen through all of this scheming man's tricks. Sigrid completely pretended not to understand Fred's various hints.

Throughout the night, even if Fred shamelessly acted coquettishly with Sigrid in front of George, she remained unmoved. I can only sigh inwardly, "Cunning and ruthless Slytherin."

The day before Valentine's Day, Fred still failed to get back together, and George told him some bad news - Sigrid signed up for the "One-day Couple's Masquerade" tomorrow night.

"Is it too late for me to sign up now?" Fred would never let his girlfriend become a couple for someone else, not even for one night!

"The men's quota has been full since the third day of the event," George emphasized maliciously.

"Gentleman?" Fred immediately knew what George was up to. He must have known this for a long time. "So there are still places for ladies?"

"The answer is correct! Your good brother has already got it for you!" George took out an invitation letter from his pocket and waved it in front of him, and then said, "But you have to pretend to be a witch to get in."

The Valentine's Day Masquerade has applied for a venue in advance and will be held in the auditorium on the first floor.

Sigrid pulled up her long hair, put on a silver mask that covered almost half of her face, and came to the lobby with Suzy.

Two elves dressed as Cupids were waiting at the door. After Sigrid and Suzy handed the invitations to them, they both received a tarot card.

"Please keep your tarot cards, your one-day lover will find you! I wish you a happy date!" the elf explained to them.

Sigrid held her own tarot card in her hand. She did not study divination tools deeply and did not know the meaning of the pattern. She could only see that it was a naked woman holding water from a bottle under the starry sky.

Entering the lobby, the entire banquet hall was decorated mysteriously and romantically. On the ceiling, bunches of pink roses slowly bloomed, bloomed, and withered, and the rose petals fell like pink snowflake petals.

A pair of tables and chairs were placed on both sides of the lobby, and little witches full of anticipation and nervousness were sitting there, waiting to be found by their one-day lovers.

Sigrid didn't have to wait too long before a man found her. "Excuse me, are you also a star player?" Sigrid looked at a hand with neatly manicured nails and handed over a tarot card. The color is exactly the same as mine.

It seemed that this was her "one-day lover". Sigrid looked up and observed this handsome wizard who was wearing a decent dress. Exceeded expectations!

She didn't have much thought about the unreliable "one-day couple", and she came to participate today mostly out of anger. However, seeing this carefully prepared wizard looking at her expectantly, Sigrid Instead, I felt a little embarrassed.

Sigrid stood up and shook hands with him, "Hello, nice to meet you!" The two greeted each other politely, sat down facing each other and chatted, waiting for the dance to start.

On the other table and chair, the same person was introducing himself. The tall but nervous wizard looked up at the lady opposite him, who was half a head taller than him, and said hello awkwardly. After confirming that she was his significant other today, he sat down with disappointment.

There was an embarrassing silence between the two of them for a moment. The wizard looked at the other half who covered his entire face with only his eyes exposed and said, "Madam, your mask is so unique."

The heavily armed witch opposite gave him a wink, "I think so too. It makes me feel safe. Recently, I had blisters. I couldn't help but pick them with my hands, and they started to fester. I used it every day for the yellow and thin pustules." Squeeze it with your hands, it feels quite good! Do you want to see it?" The voice was artificial.

There was another moment of silence, and the wizard endured his disgust and said, "Madam, why did you come to the ball wearing a robe?"

"Keep warm, sir. In fact, I'm still wearing the cotton socks my grandmother knitted for me on my feet. Do you want to see them?" The witch said with one hand, already planning to lift off the robe.

The wizard shook his head repeatedly for fear of seeing something embarrassing, "No, no, thank you!"

The witch opposite looked at him sadly, as if he was a scumbag who always gave up. The wizard felt that he couldn't bear to leave after the first dance, so he stood up and said, "I suddenly I remembered that I really wanted to take my things to the dormitory, so I'll excuse you for a moment!" He ran away without waiting for an answer.

The wizard secretly turned around to see that his significant other had not caught up with him. He patted his chest with lingering fear, "I will never dare to have such an unreliable date again..."

After finally scaring away the other half, Fred threw the cards in his hand on the table in disgust, threw away his wig, took off his mask, took off his robe, and sighed that it was better to be a man!

Fred, who had been secretly paying attention to the name tag, had already locked onto the target person. In fact, he could find her among a group of witches even without looking at her. After all, she was the girl he had always dreamed of.

Fred took out his Invincible Tickle Powder, Spit Fragrance Candy, Channeling Candy, etc. from his pocket, and considered which one would be better for his girlfriend's temporary dance partner.

In fact, Fred had stopped using this kind of kid's prank since the fifth grade. It wasn't that he wasn't interested anymore, he just thought that he was a man with a partner. How could he make his girlfriend feel like a child who wouldn't grow up?

When the elf was about to serve them drinks, Fred added the pumpkin juice without anyone noticing. He was not worried that Sigrid would drink it by mistake, because she would not touch anything she did not like to drink. .

The voice of the witch opposite her was like the voice of a swallow or warbler. The mask could cover her facial features but could not hide the amorous feelings revealed in her gestures. Her throat became dry unconsciously and she became more and more nervous. Fortunately, a considerate elf brought a drink.

After taking a sip of pumpkin juice, he couldn't help but start praising the beautiful lady next to him, "You are so beautiful that people want to spit." Isn't that what I want to say? ?

"What?" Sigrid frowned, thinking she heard wrong.

"Your hair is as shiny as a tangled mass of seaweed in a black lake!" What on earth am I talking about?

Why couldn't he stop? He covered his mouth with his hand, "Your skin is as smooth as if it had been licked by a leprous tongue."

No, I won't be able to bear it if I don't say it anymore. "You're as sexy as a female baboon in Albania"

"You are exuding your own body scent like a big skunk, making me vomit." The wizard covered his mouth but it didn't affect him from saying this. It felt so comfortable.

Sigrid lowered her head and firmly grasped the cup in her hand, resisting the urge to splash it in his face.

The wizard stood up in a panic and said, "I'll run away first. Meeting you today makes me sick." He didn't want to stay for a second longer and disappeared without a trace.

When the dance was about to begin, she lost her seemingly good partner.

"Madam, are you alone?" Fred consciously sat in the seat of the departed wizard.

Sigrid suddenly understood when she saw him, gritted her teeth and said, "I guessed it was you!"

"What's wrong with me?" Fred showed his innocence clearly even though he was wearing a mask.

Sigrid came closer and looked directly into his eyes, "It's your fault! My dance partner is gone!"

Fred said nonchalantly, "Since you can't bear to leave, why didn't you just chase after me?" After saying that, he stood up and left.

When Sigrid saw that he was leaving, she asked angrily, "Where are you going?"

Fred stopped and put his hands in his pockets to tug. "Go to the bathroom, what? Do you want to come together?"

Sigrid couldn't help but take a deep breath and turned her head to ignore him. She just didn't need to be taught why she should ignore him.

Less than a minute after I was sulky, the annoying person came back again, handing over a blooming red rose.

Sigrid glared at him with red eyes. Fred smiled and invited, "Since you don't have a dance partner anymore, how about I be your 'couple for a day'?"

Sigrid looked at the rose and the person who handed it to her. She forgot how to speak for a moment and just stared at him blankly.

Fortunately, the first song finally started, and Fred dragged Sigrid, who was still in a daze, onto the dance floor.

Fred held Sigrid's hand with one hand and put his arm around her waist with the other. He silently chanted "1-2-3, 1-2-3" in his mind and moved his steps to the music.

Sigrid was led by him and couldn't find the rhythm from beginning to end, and was stepped on twice by Fred. She was so angry that she buried herself in his arms and growled, "Can you dance? You're just like a random person." The baboon!"

The good-looking Sigrid felt that she had never been so embarrassed, and she wanted to crawl into the cracks of the floor.

"Instead of blaming me, why don't you teach me a lesson!" Fred hugged her and demanded confidently.

After touching the mask on her face to make sure that her embarrassing appearance would not be recognized, Sigrid sternly began to teach Fred how to dance.

"Step back with your left foot!" "Step back with your right foot" "Pull me around in a circle" "Were you on the execution ground? Your steps were too stiff..."

Sigrid reluctantly pulled her ex-boyfriend, who knew nothing but dared to ask her to dance, to end the first dance. She wanted to run away but was pulled back for the second dance.

Fred happily continued to pull Sigrid to dance the second song. He fell in love with the feeling of dancing with the girl he loved, and he enjoyed it even if she laughed at her over and over again.

When 10 o'clock came, all the candles were suddenly extinguished, and only pink petals were glowing in the entire lobby. The surrounding pairs of "one-day lovers" seemed to have quieted down.

Fred leaned closer and asked softly, "Can I kiss my dance partner now?" His eyes were so hot and full of doting, as if he was his whole world.

Sigrid seemed to be drunk, staring into his eyes in a daze. Fred looked at her lips like a juicy cherry exposed under the mask, as if waiting for him to pick.

The time was right, the place was right, and Fred didn't wait for her to respond. He bowed slightly and touched her lips gently. Seeing that she didn't refuse, he kissed her hard, as anxiously as if he was kissing for the first time. And panic.

As the candles lit up one by one from far to near, the two heads that were pressed together finally separated. Sigrid was pulled away from the stage by the hand in a daze before she finally came to her senses. She had just been dazzled by her ex-boyfriend's "beauty" and was actually kissed...

Although it felt wonderful, it was too shameful to agree to him kissing her before they got back together, so Sigrid firmly denied her feelings. I insisted in my heart, "You forced me to kiss me!"

She raised her head and prepared to argue with her ex-boyfriend, but when she looked at the lower half of his face exposed under his mask, she was stunned for a long time before she pursed her lips and turned her head to one side, holding back.