hogwarts rose

"What's in that little bottle?"

A girl with long golden brown curly hair in the seat next door exclaimed softly. She stared at every change in Hermione, her eyes full of shock and expectation.

Tria knew her from one of Hermione's roommates, Lavender Brown.

"It's the potion made by my brother."

Tria explained that while she was cutting the steak on the plate into cubes of suitable size, she was admiring the uncomfortable Hermione who was looked at by everyone after drinking the potion.

"What's going on here?"

Hermione asked in a low voice, tugging at Tria's robe with one hand under the table, looking a little uneasy.

Before Tria could react, Lavender handed over a mirror, which she had a habit of carrying with her everywhere.

"Can you help me and ask your brother for a bottle too, Tria, I really want it too."

Her fingers are wrapped around her long golden brown hair tied with a bow, and she also looks like a very pretty little girl.

"I want too!"

"Me too!"

Almost all the girls on the Gryffindor table came together, and even people from other houses were attracted.

There was still a piece of veal steak wrapped in Triya's mouth, and she swallowed it hastily.

"My brother is going to open a potion shop soon, why don't you go buy it then."

Tria was a little overwhelmed. Her eyes were already filled with girls. Harry and Ron, who were sitting across from each other, were dragged away at some point. Their seats were now full of Gryffindors. Many girls of all grades.

Ron stood behind the crowd in a daze, his face was stained with chicken leg sauce, and he looked enviously at Triya surrounded by the crowd.

"Tria's brother is so nice, he's completely different from my brother."

Harry, who was also dazed beside him, and even a little disheveled, nodded in agreement. He had heard Ron say about the glorious past of the Weasley twins, and indeed they had completely different styles from Uncasia.

At this moment, Hermione couldn't care less about saving her little friend who was drowned by the crowd. She was squeezed out by a few girls, and she was looking at herself in the small mirror in shock.

Although she cared more about her beautiful report card than grooming herself, in the past, she hadn't thought of a way to deal with her messy hair that couldn't be combed smoothly.

"Tria!"

Hermione happily squeezed back into Tria's side again, hugged her and kissed her.

"Thank you!"

And now Tria was regretting that she should give the potion to Hermione when no one was around, and now that there were so many girls around her, she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Tria has a reliable brother. Ancasia noticed the chaos here, and probably guessed the reason. He sighed helplessly, folded a paper crane, and let it fly to Tria Ya.

A line of words was written on the paper crane:

Tell them that the pre-sale will start in three days.

Angcasia's delaying tactics were very useful, at least the people surrounding Tria gradually dispersed from the impenetrable wall to a few scattered people.

But what Triya didn't expect was that these people didn't also want to buy beauty potions.

"Tria, do you sell the little stickers you made for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Triya froze for a moment, remembering the mini bubble head spell she had researched, her eyes lit up, although she didn't know how the other party knew the existence of this little sticker, but her brother was about to make money, so she couldn't be too bad That's right.

"Sell!"

she said firmly.

After Triya promised to bring out the finished product the day after tomorrow, the crowd finally cleared up, and Triya, who was finally able to take a breath, let out a sigh of relief, and finished her veal steak safely.

……

The next day was Saturday, and Triya had a whole day to make her mini head-bubbling spell. This kind of small spell is a bit special. After it is formed, it does not need to be activated with magic power. It will play as long as it is pasted on the nose. function, so there is no problem selling it as a small prop.

It didn't take too much effort for Tria to do it. It took a few minutes to compress one at the beginning, but the speed rose after a while.

It took almost an hour before Triya felt that her magic power was exhausted and she couldn't do it anymore.

Although there was no physical labor, the outflow of magic power still made Tria feel exhausted.

This kind of exhaustion is not the same as the tiredness after exercising. Tria feels that she is hollowed out, but there is also a strange sense of refreshment.

Counting the finished products, there are a total of 62.

Sure enough.

After completing the task, Triya left the dormitory in a happy mood, and she decided to go to the kitchen to treat herself.

"Race, where is the kitchen?"

I don't know when Reese's existence was no longer a secret in Hogwarts. He sat on Tria's shoulder and showed her the way, adapting well to the curious eyes cast by the people around him.

"Go downstairs first, in the basement."

Reese is lazy, he is getting more and more sleepy these days, maybe it's time to make him a body as soon as possible, the shape of this little paper ball is really inconvenient for him to walk around, and it can't store too much energy.

Since Triya didn't intend to hide from other people's eyes, and she didn't have the interest to go through the secret passage today, so she went directly down those naughty stairs.

"It's tiring walking up the stairs."

Tria, who had run out of magic power and didn't want to move, complained to Reiss.

"You can levitate yourself with a levitation charm."

Reese's sincere advice.

"Yes."

Triya suddenly realized and was silent for a few seconds.

"Is there a possibility that my magic power has been exhausted?"

Reese also fell silent.

Fortunately, the embarrassment made Tria less aware of fatigue, and she quickly found what Reese said was a huge portrait of fruit.

She stretched out her hand and carefully scratched a plump pear on the portrait. The pear giggled and turned into a big green handle in a short while.

"Wow."

Tria lamented the wonder of magic for the umpteenth time. She opened the portrait, and the Hogwarts kitchen appeared in front of her eyes.

Countless house-elves, perhaps a hundred of them, looked at Tria in unison.

Tria was a little embarrassed, she waved her hand, "Hi~"

She originally tried to find out the elf who brought her the suitcase on the first day of school, but failed. The elves look alike, and she managed to make Tria confused after scanning around. She even forgot about the elf at the beginning Elf look.

"Do you need any help?"

An old-looking house elf put down his work, washed his hands carefully, and walked towards Tria.

"Hello, I just wanted to ask if there is anything to eat. I accidentally used too much magic power just now, and I'm so hungry now~"