[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

As soon as Sigrid was discharged from the hospital in the morning, she was invited to the principal's office by Dumbledore.

Professor Moody, Dean Snape, and Vice Principal McGonagall were all present.

Moody actually seemed quite happy to see her appear. His penetrating eyes were always locked on her, as if he was very interested in her.

"Alastor, it's really rude to stare at a female student like this," Professor McGonagall warned seriously. She now really suspected that this legendary Auror might have gone insane due to living alone in retirement for a long time.

Sigrid stood weakly behind the only female professor, with a victim attitude on her face.

Snape stared at Moody and looked away with a cold snort.

After everyone sat down, Dumbledore said, "Okay, I'm calling everyone here today to clear up a small misunderstanding." Then he turned to Moody and said, "Alastor?"

Moody used crutches until he was two steps away from Sigrid. He placed the crutches on the armrest of the sofa and bowed, "Miss Stewart, I deeply apologize for my inappropriate behavior that day. Please forgive me!"

When Sigrid looked at the burly old man with a stooped back, Moody, who lowered his head slightly, suddenly looked directly at Sigrid.

For a moment, her hair stood on end, and she felt like she was being targeted by a monster. Sigrid tilted her head and didn't want to look at him again. "I forgive you."

"Great!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile.

Sigrid felt sick even if she looked at Moody again, and just wanted to go back quickly. "Principal, can I go back now?"

"Of course, you still need to rest! Go back quickly, kid!" Dumbledore nodded.

Sigrid and the other professors nodded and left without looking back.

"Then Principal, it's time for me to go back, right?" Moody said after the door closed.

"Alastor, don't let me down!" Dumbledore warned.

Watching the two protagonists leave, Professor McGonagall asked doubtfully, "Will this strike movement really end?"

"Of course." Dumbledore interrupted her thoughts with a smile. "Minerva, can you go see Stuart off? I think she is not in good spirits."

"Indeed, if she runs into Moody again on the road, I think she might faint from fear." Mag recalled Sigrid's helpless look just now.

After everyone left, only Snape was finally left in the principal's office. He asked sarcastically, "Principal Dumbledore, are you sure your information is correct? Voldemort arranged for a madman to come to Hogwarts to prepare his resurrection plan?"

Dumbledore ate a delicious Bibi's multi-flavored bean with a look of enjoyment on his face, "Severus, would you like one?"

Snape sneered, "If Voldemort knew that his right-hand man was almost kicked out of Hogwarts by a little girl, he might not be able to return to Azkaban safely."

"Extreme worship can make people lose their minds!" Dumbledore also had an intuitive feeling about Barty Jr.'s madness. It was really dumbfounding to think that he, a white magician, had to go to great lengths to cover up a Death Eater.

Now, all we can do is think of ways to speed up the collection of Horcruxes. Thinking of this, Dumbledore became concerned about his progress. "How's the Polyjuice Potion? When can I go?"

"Merlin's beard, African tree snake skins and lacewings in my warehouse were all stolen by Barty. I had to go to Knockturn Alley last week. If everything goes well, I can make them in the first game."

"Nymphadora and Kingsley have found Bellatrix Lestrange's hair, and the locket has been confirmed to be in Umbridge's possession. All that's left is your Polyjuice Potion !" As the day to actually kill Voldemort got closer, Dumbledore became more and more stressed, and there must be no problems.

"Where's Black? He won't steal the Resurrection Stone and run away, right?" Snape sneered.

"I will convey your concern. He is wearing a necklace from the Black family and a container refined by Nick Flamel. I believe him!" Dumbledore was not worried about Sirius, he was a trustworthy person.

"What a bullshit concern, just get the ring back. As for that dog, it has nothing to do with me." Snape's disgust was palpable.

"Okay, so cold-blooded..." Dumbledore nodded.

"Yeah, I hope you can be kinder to Potter!" Snape still can't completely believe Dumbledore.

"Sev, I've told you, Potter will be fine! Voldemort will only destroy himself." Facing the suspicious Snape, Dumbledore reiterated.

When Snape was about to leave, Dumbledore said as if he had just remembered, "By the way, I will ask you to tutor Miss Stewart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class alone from now on."

Hearing this, Snape, who was already busy making Polyjuice Potion, became even more frantic. "Dumbledore, I think we are just a cooperative relationship. I am not a Death Eater marked by you!"

"Little Barty is very interested in her. She is your beloved disciple. You will protect her, Sif!" Dumbledore stated with a smile.

His response was the echo of Snape slamming the door.

On the other side, Sigrid came out, followed by little Barty. He didn't get close to her, but followed her not too far away, so that she could only feel the distance of his presence.

Little Barty was very good at playing with people's hearts, and Sigrid felt that walking down the corridor on this floor was too painful. The sound of Moody's crutch touching the ground made her want to run. She was very sure that the terrifying eyes behind her were always staring at her.

"Professor Moody, please wait a moment!" a voice sounded from behind. ——Fortunately, it was a female voice, and it was not called her.

Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared between the two of them, "I need to emphasize the school rules to you again!"

Sigrid lowered her guard, put away the wand clenched in her sleeve, and left the fifth floor.

In the Slytherin lounge, the students had all gone to class, and Sigrid returned to her dormitory.

Finally able to come back, she couldn't wait to take all the toiletries and went to the prefect's bathroom on the sixth floor.

She has been here several times, and it is indeed a luxury that the simple bathroom in the lounge cannot match.

The rectangular white marble bath in the bathroom is spotless. There are hundreds of golden faucets inlaid with various gemstones arranged around the edge of the bath. Sigrid waved her wand, and the faucet was opened at the same time. Hot water at a suitable temperature flowed down together with the bath liquid, and in just a moment, the entire bath was filled. Sigrid pulled the curtains on a row of floor-to-ceiling windows, slowly took off her clothes and entered the bathtub.

After spending an hour leisurely, Sigrid reluctantly left. She still had many things to do. The hair needs to be maintained, the face needs to be deeply cleaned, nails trimmed, the mouth cleaned, and more than a dozen steps, and finally all the beauty potions are taken.

By the time Sigrid was done, she had missed lunch and afternoon classes had begun at Hogwarts.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt radiant again before she felt she had completely let go of that humiliating afternoon. Only then did Sigrid remember to fill her stomach, which she had been protesting for a long time.

She has to be there for the dinner tonight!

At 8 o'clock in the evening, all students have dinner together in the auditorium.

"Snake Flower", who had not been seen for nearly a week, sat on Slytherin's long table. She still looked amazingly beautiful.

From time to time, there are classmates around to express concern, "Sigrid, how are you feeling?" "Sigrid, we are all worried about you!"

Whether they were genuine or fake, Sigrid was grateful for their concern.

It wasn't until Principal Dumbledore appeared that the students who came to say hello intermittently left. Everyone turned their attention from the returning "Snake Flower" to the principal.

"The school attaches great importance to the recent large-scale strikes at the school. Professor Moody's teaching level and intentions are worthy of recognition, but the teaching method is too extreme and has caused some conflicts." Professor Dumbledore stood on the stage to represent The school spoke.

"So, I now announce that Professor Moody will continue to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts before the end of this school year; the school will supervise Professor Moody's teaching content and methods, and there will never be any practice of magic spells on students. Professor Moody has apologized in person to the student who accidentally injured her and obtained her own understanding; finally, the school will not be held responsible for the students who participated in the strike in the early stage. If they do not return to class, they will be treated as absenteeism."

Professor Moody did not appear in the auditorium in the evening, and Sigrid became the target of everyone's attention again, but unfortunately, there was no unnecessary emotion on her face.

After Dumbledore finished his announcement, prefect Volint Lestrange sat down next to Sigrid. "Have you really forgiven him?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore won't let him go this semester, that's it!" Sigrid sighed.

"Okay, I'm sorry I couldn't help you!" Volint felt even more guilty watching her trying to hide her disappointment.

"No, prefect, you have already helped me a lot!" Sigrid gave him a sincere look.

Volint blushed as expected, and he boldly guessed that compared to other wizards, he was a little special in the "Snake Flower".

After dinner, Sigrid and Fred met secretly.

Seeing her boyfriend's obviously haggard appearance these days, Sigrid stood on tiptoes and wanted to give Fred a kiss, but Fred turned his head angrily and avoided it. "Snake Flower has accepted the allegiance of the knight who is loyal to her, why don't you let him kiss your toes?" she asked in a sinister manner.

Sigrid looked at her jealous boyfriend angrily and amusedly. She released her hand from holding his arm and emphasized, "It's you who didn't kiss me!"

Seeing that he was still looking at her awkwardly, Sigrid could only retreat with a guilty conscience, pretending to go back.

Sure enough, Fred didn't give her any time to react. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar, easily lifted it back, leaned over and kissed her directly.

Sigrid accepted the kiss half-heartedly, and during a break for air, she did not forget to complain, "Your... beard... is untidy and annoying!"

He was so busy for her that he didn't even have time to shave, but his girlfriend could justifiably dislike him. How heartless! Fred laughed angrily. "I'm warning you, if you smile like that at other wizards in the future, I'll beat you up!" Just as Sigrid was about to explain, Fred blocked her mouth again and kissed her until she couldn't breathe. Come.

Sigrid, who was dizzy from being kissed, was not prepared at all, and her butt was suddenly attacked by two big hands that had been constrained on her waist.

Sigrid opened her eyes in shock, "Rogue, you actually pinched me there!"

"Yes - beat - you" Fred corrected.

Sigrid looked at him with a blushing face, which made Fred feel guilty. "Apart from that part of your body, how else can you resist being beaten?"

She actually dared to pinch it, and she felt pain and numbness there now. When I looked at my boyfriend's expression as if he had done something wrong, I burst into tears of anger.

Fred really didn't feel like he was exerting any force, only 30%? At most 50%, is it so serious? "Don't cry. How about I rub it for you?" Fred wiped her tears anxiously.

When Sigrid heard this, she forgot to shed tears. She raised her hand to push him away, "Stay away from me now!"

Fred stood there at a loss. "How about you hit me again? I will never fight back."

Sigrid insisted, "You are a rogue!"

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