[HP]Hogwarts famous beauties

"Happy birthday Remus!" This year for Remus's birthday, Winter decided to play a little trick. She found a gift box and cast an enlarging spell on it, making it big enough for Winter to hide in. Then he colluded with James and the others in advance, and made James promise again and again that he would not abandon himself in the lounge for a night out.

James was still very trustworthy. He dragged Remus back to the lounge. Remus saw the huge gift box on the ground at a glance. "This is…?"

"Winter gave you a birthday present, open it quickly." James said.

"What about the Winters?"

"She said she had something and asked you to open it first." Sirius sounded sour. Why did he only get a cake made by a house elf and a gift on his birthday? Ordinary!

Remus stepped forward and untied the ribbon of the gift box, "Surprise!" Winter raised his arms and stood up suddenly from inside, wearing a colorful holiday hat on his head, "Happy birthday, Lai." Mus!"

"Thank you, this gift is the most satisfying to me." Remus's eyes had turned into crescent moons.

"Okay, okay, there is one more thing to do today!" James interrupted the atmosphere, "The Marauder's Map is finally drawn, let's each give ourselves a nickname!"

Winter also ran to the side to take a look curiously.

"My name is Prongs!" James said.

"Then my name is Padfoot."

"Let me call you Wormtail, it's very vivid."

"Remus, come on, come up with a nickname for yourself, you're the only one left!" Remus looked at Winter sitting beside him, "Moony, this is it."

"Not bad, not bad. It fits the tone of our predators!" James said while clicking on the map.

Winter felt like he was witnessing history. This was how the nicknames of the Marauders were decided.

"Why do all of your nicknames sound like animals?" Winter deliberately picked this question and asked. Sirius reacted quickly, "We named it based on the Patronus."

"Speaking of which, we haven't seen what your patronus is yet." Sirius said, but Winter thought it was most likely a fox. Wouldn't that give away the secret?

"I don't know the Patronus Charm."

"There are so many geniuses sitting here, can't we just teach you?" "I won't learn if you don't want to! I can't learn!" Winter was about to run away, but James blocked his way. "Show us your patronus! Even if it's a cockroach, we won't laugh at you!"

"That's it, exert force on your wrist, close your eyes and think about the happiest thing in your heart, and then recite the spell, expectopatronum, try it yourself." Sirius taught Winter how to cast the Patronus Charm.

This spell is actually not difficult for Winter, because Winter is happy every day here, but she deliberately pretends that she can't do it well, "Oh, I can't do it. It seems that I don't have the talent." ,Forget it."

"You must show it to us today! We are so curious!"

"Quick, try again as I said. It will be okay if you are happy every day." Sirius, you are so mean!

"Hey expectopatronum!" The front part of the wand emits a burst of silvery-white light. Slowly, the silvery-white light gathers together and turns into a horse? horse? Why not a fox?

"Huh? It turned out to be a horse. I thought it was a fox." What's the reason for James' disappointed tone? In fact, not only James, but also Remus and Sirius thought her patronus would be a fox.

Winter secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was scared to death. He thought he was going to lose his horse here. Fortunately, his vest was thick enough.

"You don't really want to think of me as that white fox, do you?"

"..." The four people's minds were pricked, and they looked in different directions.

After the boys returned to the dormitory, Remus said with some regret, "It seems she is really not that little fox."

"Don't be so downcast, Remus, be happy. What if she is actually a fox? That makes sense!" Why does James have so many novel ideas?

Sirius couldn't hold back: "Don't you think it's outrageous if you hear it yourself?"

James stretched out an index finger and shook it, "Bold assumptions, careful verification, Winter likes to eat chicken legs so much, I heard that the fox likes to eat chicken legs the most. Remus, you are so lucky, I have already Looking forward to my birthday present."

"Ha! Don't have your hopes too high. She has always been like this to Remus himself." Sirius said.

Sirius was right again, Winter even forgot about James' birthday this year. "Oh James...happy birthday...your birthday present is...still on the way, I think the owl must have blocked it!"

"Have you forgotten?" James said gloomily, and Winter blushed a little, "How is it possible? In your mind, I am this kind of person? Of course I am prepared! They must have sent a stupid owl to me I sent something as a gift, that’s why I haven’t received it yet!”

Sirius showed a doubtful expression behind him, "Is it true...?" "Of course it is true!" Winter quickly placed an order in the Evening Prophet that night.

Easter is here, and as expected, Winter’s mother sent Easter eggs again this year. "Dear Winter:

Due to the high demand for Easter eggs this year, the ones for everyone are smaller, so don’t tell your friends!

Happy Easter, Mom and Dad miss you so much.

love you

Mother"

Winter's Easter eggs were given to everyone, including Peter. (Don’t ignore him too much!) This may be the quality of the water master. Just in case, she still chose to let Lily give Snape this year’s Easter eggs.

"Professor McGonagall calls you to the office." Remus came to deliver a message to Winter (because the initial letter of Remus' last name is L, which happens to be before m). Today is the day to give employment advice. Winter was anxious. Enter Professor McGonagall's office.

"Please take a seat, Miss Misson." Winter sat down in front of Professor McGonagall obediently. "Ms. Misen, what kind of job do you want to do after graduation?" "I... haven't decided yet..."

Professor McGonagall was quite satisfied with Winter's grades. "Your grades are very good. I think you can choose to work in the Ministry of Magic." Ministry of Magic? If Winter goes to the Ministry of Magic, he can get first-hand information about Voldemort...and he can find a way to tell Dumbledore...that's it...

Well, the Ministry of Magic is not bad. "Thank you, Professor, I will think about it carefully." Winter said.

Professor McGonagall wrote something on a piece of paper, "Then you should work harder from now on so that you can get a good grade in the seventh-grade newt exam. Okay, Miss Misson, please call Mr. Potter for me. I need to think carefully about his career."

With the weather getting hotter and the workload proportional to the weather, Winter had to overcome her library syndrome.

"I'm obviously a wizard, why do I still need to take the test? Why can't I escape the test no matter where I go?" Winter thought.

Winter said speechlessly, "Lily, I don't miss you anymore."