[HP]Hogwarts famous beauties

Why are you bored in school? Ask Severus for a post.

"Sev! Professor Moody..." Winter opened the door to Snape's office and found that Moody was also inside, "I'll be back later..."

"Come back, Miss Misson!" Moody shouted, startling both Snape and Winter. "What's wrong...Professor Moody."

"What do you think of Professor Snape? At school?" Moody's wooden leg made an unsettling clicking sound.

"Very good...the teaching is rigorous and the content is detailed...serious and responsible..."

"Okay, I'll go first, Professor Snape. It looks like Miss Misen has something to do with you." Professor Moody limped away.

Snape breathed a sigh of relief. Winter had never seen him so nervous before, "Severus...why did he come to you...?"

"Nothing...why are you here?"

"Harry and the others went to find Hagrid. There were a bunch of Blast-Ended Skrewts there. I really couldn't accept it, so I came to find you."

"Am I in line behind the Blast-Ended Skrewts?"

"No! I didn't say that!" Winter sat on Snape's table and wandered around chatting with him, "Sev, can you secretly take me to Diagon Alley."

"No, miss, I'm a teacher and I can't lead you to do this kind of thing."

"But I haven't seen the ice cream in Diagon Alley in two months."

"Do you only come to me when you want ice cream?" Snape asked suspiciously.

"No! I missed you, and then I suddenly wanted to eat ice cream. Don't get the order wrong!" Winter poked Snape's chest with her hand. It was strange. She felt that Snape's hair was not oily. Why? Call him a greasy old bat. (Actually, Snape started to pay attention to his image and wash his hair frequently since meeting Winter.)

"Do you really miss me? Not for the ice cream?" Snape stood up suddenly, with his head half lowered. He was very close to Winter, and his arm slowly moved behind Winter's arm. Winter felt a sense of oppression.

"It's fake, I miss you."

The deep love in the eyes of the man in front of her could make Winter melt, as if Winter was not a girl, but an extremely delicious piece of bat ration.

"I...I'm hungry..." Winter couldn't think of any other excuse to stop Snape's next actions.

"Ahem..." Snape finally came to his senses, "You have obviously just eaten."

When she walked out of the Potions office in the afternoon, she asked, "Miss Misson, would you mind coming to my office?" There was a wolf in front of her and a tiger in back, and Professor Moody came.

"Professor...Okay." The moment Winter met Moody's eyes, he decided to go to his office and take a look.

"Sit," Winter sat down on the chair obediently, and she found a big box next to her. "Professor, what's in here?"

"My teaching tools, if you are curious, you can open them and take a look."

"Will you show it to me?"

"Why don't you say no? Do you think I'm hiding someone else inside?"

"No no……"

"When I was in the Order of the Phoenix, I had a good relationship with your aunt. She was the most beautiful girl in the Order, and she was also a very nice person. I always told her to be careful, but now that I think about it, I might have been too cruel to her."

Professor Moody actually remembered what happened back then, and Winter was even more unsure who he was.

"Can you lend me your ring? I saw this ring on her hand when I was in the Order of the Phoenix."

Winter took off the ring from her hand and put it in Professor Moody's hand. "Your aunt disappeared at that time, which scared us. We looked for her everywhere but couldn't find her." Professor Moody said to himself.

"Um……"

"Okay, let's go. Can I give you the ring after dinner?"

"Okay professor, bye professor."

When she walked out, Winter felt that her right middle finger was hot. Maybe it was because she had worn it for too long and suddenly took it off.

Winter sat down in the auditorium at around five o'clock. Fred and George appeared soon after, and the beard on their chins was gone. "You two are young again." Winter said, looking at them.

Cedric also came, waved warmly to Winter and sat down at the Hufflepuff table. "Hey, are you that familiar with him?" Fred's unfriendly eyes followed Cedric.

At almost six o'clock, Winter, Ron, Harry and Hermione gathered together to attend the announcement ceremony of the school warriors.

"I wish it was Angelina," Fred said as Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down. Winter felt a little sour in his heart when he heard this.

"Me too!" Hermione said breathlessly, "We'll find out soon!"

"Mison, give your ring back to you." Moody limped up behind Winter and patted her, which shocked both Winter and Hermione.

"...Okay Professor!" Winter said, patting his chest with his hand, watching Moody return to the teacher's desk.

"What did he do with your ring?" Ron did not hide the curiosity in his tone, "Does he think your ring has black magic?"

"He knew my aunt back then, and my aunt left me the ring. He wanted to see it."

"I really want to meet your aunt in person." Ron said with some longing.

Fred said from the side: "Wouldn't it be nice to just look at Winter? I have heard many times that she looks exactly like her aunt."

"What you said makes sense." Ron nodded.

Everyone was not enthusiastic about the food. Even Winter, who had already known the result, was just like them. He wanted to finish the food on the plate quickly so that he could hear with his own ears who was chosen as the warrior.

Finally, the meal time was over, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent, with pairs of expectant eyes staring at Dumbledore. "Well, it's time for the Goblet to make its decision," said Dumbledore.

He took out his wand, and all the candles except those in the jack-o'-lantern were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness. The Goblet of Fire now glowed brighter than anything in the entire Great Hall.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red, and then a tongue of flame jumped into the air, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out from it. Everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore firmly caught the parchment, "The warrior of Durmstrang is Viktor Krum!" Explosive applause came from the auditorium, "I knew it was him!" Ron He looked happier than Krum himself.

The applause and chatter died down as Krum entered the next room, and now everyone's attention was once again focused on the goblets, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again. The second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The champion of Beauxbatons is, Fleur Delacour!"

When Fleur also entered the next room, the auditorium became quiet again. It was soon the turn of the Hogwarts Warriors. Even Winter, who already knew the ending, was excited to the point of being a little nervous.

At this time, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and Dumbledore pulled out the third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongue of fire. "The Champion of Hogwarts," he shouted, "is Cedric Diggory!"

The Hufflepuffs were jumping up and down, screaming, and Cedric walked past them, smiling broadly, toward the room behind the staff desk.

"Oh, why is it him?" Fred's voice contained obvious dissatisfaction.

"Great!" When the noise finally subsided, Dumbledore shouted happily, "Okay, now our three warriors have been selected. You..."

Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking, and everyone saw what attracted his attention. The flame in the goblet turned red again, and a long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was held up on it.

Dumbledore seemed to subconsciously grab the parchment. He held it far away and stared at the name written on it.

There was a long silence as Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand. Everyone in the auditorium stared at Dumbledore. Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud.

"Harry Potter."

Everyone present was stunned, "I didn't put my name in..." Harry said blankly.

Professor Dumbledore straightened up and nodded towards Professor McGonagall. "Harry Potter!" he shouted again, "Harry! Please come here!"

"Go." Hermione urged in a low voice, pushing Harry slightly, and Winter patted Harry on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, we all believe in you." Maybe this sentence gave Harry some courage. , he stood up, walked forward with some trembling, and boos of different decibels came from the other three long tables.

"How could it be Harry?" Hermione had not yet completely recovered from her panic. "There must be something wrong. He couldn't have secretly put his name in." Winter said looking at Harry's back.

Ron was completely stunned. He said nothing and just looked at Harry with his mouth wide open.

"Tell me, how did he... do it?" Ron said after coming back to his senses, "Why didn't he even tell me?"

"Ron! Harry couldn't have put his name in, you know that!" Hermione said angrily.

"That's weird, isn't it?" George whispered next to him, "Harry did something that none of us did."

"Yeah, I really want to know what method he used..." Fred's expression showed some longing.

The volume in the auditorium became louder and louder, and everyone was talking about how Harry did it. "If you ask me, Potter just wants to continue to enjoy the feeling of being in the spotlight." Malfoy deliberately raised his voice so that more people could hear.

"Oh, this annoying little boy." Winter waved his hand impatiently.

"You should go back to bed now." Dumbledore shouted to the students in the auditorium, and then left the long table with Professor McGonagall and Snape. Moody watched the students start to get up and prepare to leave before leaving. .

Ron was unhappy all the way back to the tower.

"Ron, you don't believe Malfoy's words, do you?" Winter stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ron's eyes.

"Huh? No... Of course I wouldn't think so..." Ron said without confidence, "But he really should tell us... We are his best friends..."

Winter ignored him, and apparently Hermione decided the same, and Winter and Hermione began discussing all the possibilities of the matter.

"It's possible that the Goblet of Fire was mistaken."

"It's possible that someone is trying to harm Harry!"

"Could it be Snape? He wants to kill Harry!"

"Oh that's impossible, Hermione, Snape wouldn't do that."

"Hey...what's going on?" Hermione held her head in her hands helplessly.

After returning to the common room, everyone began to discuss the matter loudly, and some people prepared a lot of food for Harry. If anyone was not too enthusiastic, it was probably Winter, Hermione and Ron. Eun and Hermione went straight back to the dormitory, while Winter stayed and waited for Harry for a while.

The portrait opened, and Harry got in. To be precise, he was dragged in by about a dozen hands. All the Gryffindor classmates were screaming and cheering, "You should tell us you signed up!" Frey! De shouted loudly. He looked half annoyed, half excited.

"How can you get by without growing a beard?" George yelled.

"I didn't," said Harry, "I don't know how..."

Everyone didn't care, they only cared that Gryffindor had a warrior. Li Jordan dug out a Gryffindor House flag from somewhere and insisted on wrapping it around Harry like a cloak.

Harry had no way to get away, he saw Winter in the corner, and every time he tried to sneak in Winter's direction, the crowd surrounded him and forced him to drink another butterbeer.

Harry struggled to squeeze into the corner where Winter was. Someone in the crowd spotted Winter sitting in the corner. The atmosphere did not allow anyone to be immersed in it. Winter was also pulled up by several hands. Forcing her and Harry to party with everyone.

"I believe you, I know you didn't put your name in." Winter said in Harry's ear. Harry seemed relieved, at least he knew someone believed him. "Thanks."

Harry went back to his dormitory first, followed closely by Winter.

"Hermione, I'm back." There were only two people in the dormitory, Winter and Hermione. "They are really too noisy."