[HP Comprehensive UK and US] Platinum Stark

On the first day back at Hogwarts, the young wizards were all very excited. The sound of chatting in the dormitory never stopped, and they couldn't help whispering even during class.

This kind of emotion is somewhat special when it is displayed in Gryffindor.

Alicia, who had just come out for some fresh air after lunch, stood stupidly on one side of the corridor with her mouth slightly open. She was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she couldn't speak.

Fred and George were chasing after Quirrell and throwing snowballs. They were laughing happily and shouting loudly as they threw snowballs, "Hey, brother, I hit one more than you did!"

"Professor Quirrell, are you going to put us in detention as well? Hahahaha, tell me quickly."

Merlin...

Merlin!!!

Alicia gasped as the Weasley twins hit Professor Quirrell... on the back of the head?

She quietly felt the familiar warning coming from the wand, and secretly confirmed a fact - the Dark Lord was now recuperating in Quirrell's body.

"George, look at the way he runs. Hahahaha. Even in this state he still doesn't forget to cover his headscarf!" Fred pointed at Quirrell and laughed wildly.

Of course I have to cover it, otherwise would you be scared to death if I showed my face?

The girl's feet seemed to have grown roots. She knew that the best thing to do was to stay away from here so as not to be discovered by the Dark Lord, but she still couldn't help but stare at this rare scene, unwilling to look away.

Take one more look, just one last look, Alicia said silently in her heart.

"thump!"

"what!"

Quirrell, who was fleeing in a panic, fell into a big snow pit without any warning.

Fred and George looked at each other at the same time, grinned and high-fived each other. At the same time, they caught a glimpse of a stunned girl out of the corner of their eyes.

Alicia regretted her decision. If that person knew she had been watching this show for such a long time, he would definitely want to kill her.

She could only quickly make a gesture to keep quiet.

George, who wanted to call out the girl's name, was covered by Fred's big hand. The latter glanced at the snow pit and deliberately said loudly: "Little George, let's go. He probably won't be able to come up for a while."

Alicia, who was a little nervous, heaved a sigh of relief when she heard him say that. She turned around and walked slowly into the castle.

If she walked too fast, the mischievous intent of those two people might come back to haunt her and they might deliberately call out her name to tease her.

When she walked some distance away, the two boys caught up with her as expected.

Fred trotted to the girl's left side, his face flushed with a healthy blush after exercise. He took off his cotton hat, his eyelashes a little wet because he had just entered the room: "Long time no see, did you receive my Christmas present? How was it? Surprise, right?"

"It's us, and my share." George, who was following behind his brother, also quickened his pace and ran over.

The girl recalled the four Gryffindor gift boxes that had not yet been opened in the bedroom. She had almost forgotten about this matter. "You each gave one?"

Who could have sent the remaining two? She didn't have much contact with the Gryffindors, only the Weasley twins and the Savior Trio.

Hmm...case solved.

If nothing unexpected happens, it's Potter and Granger.

"Of course! But we've been waiting for your Christmas present for a long time, but it doesn't matter. How about taking a night tour together as a return gift?" Fred bent down slightly, leaned close to the girl's shoulder, and jokingly invited her to join tomorrow's adventure.

"I'm in detention," the girl replied angrily. "That's what the guy you just threw a snowball at told me to do. Merlin, I hope he doesn't take it out on me."

Alicia was very sure that the Dark Lord would not be calm tonight, and he might think of some way to vent his anger - the animals in the Forbidden Forest would be in trouble.

George, however, did not seem to be worried. He pointed at himself and said confidently, "Hey, miss, you have to believe in the Weasleys' ability to do things. That garlic spirit will probably have to stay in the hospital wing all night."

"I promise you'll hear about the suspension of detention before dinner," Fred replied.

The girl suddenly stopped and glanced at the Weasley twins with a hint of suspicion.

How did they come up with the idea of ​​playing a trick on Quirrell for no reason?

"Well, he's really annoying, he stutters, and he likes to cause trouble for students." One of the two answered the question she accidentally asked.

Alicia confirmed her thoughts, she turned around and continued walking forward: "Then you really observed him very carefully."

Humph, two reckless Gryffindors, don't expect her to appreciate it.

"Meet me at the cellar stairs at nine o'clock tonight."

After saying this, the girl quickened her pace, as if she was about to flee in panic - she didn't want to face the teasing of the twins.

This is just a courtesy return gift!

Fred and George did not insist on chasing after her. The latter put his elbow on his brother's shoulder and said jokingly, "Now we don't have to worry about why she didn't return the gift all night, right?"

In just two weeks, Fred had dragged his brother over almost every night to discuss the various possibilities of why young Malfoy was ignoring them.

Now, this issue has finally been resolved.

Fred raised an eyebrow and slammed his brother's arm down unceremoniously: "At least it can confirm that she is no longer mad at us."

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One sentence theatre

Chilo: Is there anyone who speaks up for me?

McGonagall: Mr. Weasley, I urge you to stop.

Dumbledore: I don't think I'll have to work overtime tonight.