[HP] Ravenclaw Girls' Hard Days

Casey put the flowers into her bag at an angle, and took out her own ticket from the bag, then buckled the bag, and said to Porter, "Let's go."

Potter, who had stood across from Kathy during the magic trick, turned around on purpose and walked shoulder to shoulder with Kathy toward the theater.

Kathy hadn't taken a few steps when something suddenly occurred to her. She slowed her pace, lagged a little behind, and looked from behind at the back of Potter's head, where her initials were still bald.

Kathy asked, "It's been almost two months, and your hair hasn't grown yet?"

"Oh." Potter raised his hand and stroked his body, then slowed down, and walked side by side with Casey again, "Because I used the Hair Maintenance Charm."

Casey was not surprised.

But now that we have already talked about this matter, Casey simply asked directly: "Why didn't you write your own name at that time? I don't like being pinned on the head."

"In fact, I tried." Potter said very frankly, "but the trace of the potion is more suitable for KF, not HP. You know, a few drops of potion just formed a slash, so..."

Casey: ...

This reason sounds too reasonable.

Porter quickly glanced at the thoughtful Casey next to him, feeling as if he had said something wrong, cleared his throat, and suddenly amplified his voice: "Of course! Casey! The most important thing is that I like you!"

Hearing this all of a sudden, Kathy turned his head and stared at Potter in a strange way for a few seconds, then quickened his pace under Potter's gaze.

Porter, who didn't understand where he said something wrong, touched his head in doubt, and walked up to him: "What's the matter, Casey?"

Kathy stepped out of a race walking posture on her small leather shoes, but the long-legged Potter caught up with her in no time, and she said angrily, "Shut up, Potter!"

The magic show officially started at [-] o'clock, and people were released an hour earlier. Casey and Potter arrived not too late, and entered the theater about half an hour before the opening.

Perhaps because it was the magician's only performance in the UK, the audience was very active and most of the seats were already taken when Kathy entered.

When the lights of the theater slowly dimmed, the theater was already full, and everyone quietly waited for the opening of the performance.

The darkness lasted for two or three seconds, and then Casey heard a man behind him saying, "Welcome everyone."

As soon as the words fell, Kathy felt as if lights were on in the back row. She turned her head and looked back. A man in a black suit stood at the entrance of the closed theater in the back row, and the spotlight hit him.

Wearing a black top hat, holding a civilized stick in his hand, and a sheriff's standard beard on his lips, he looks a bit like an old-fashioned British gentleman, but the bright smile on his face has the vigor of a young man: "I'm your dream magician, Kevin Brown."

His outfit was very different from the promotional image, but everyone recognized him, and people began to applaud one after another.

Amid everyone's applause, the magician took off his hat and saluted everyone, but before he put the hat back on his head, he suddenly turned into a black bird with a staff and a staff, and the crowd exclaimed.

The black bird flapped its wings and circled a few times above the auditorium. Wherever it flew, the audience below raised their hands high, wanting to touch this magical magician.

The spotlights chased it all the way, and the real-time projection images appeared on the screen on the stage, so the feedback from the audience became more enthusiastic.

This is just a hot spot, and the magician didn't waste too much time in this link.

The black bird flew to the stage in front of him very quickly, and turned back into the tall man holding the cane again, and the audience applauded enthusiastically.

Potter clapped and said, "That really looks like an Animagus."

Casey glanced at him, but said nothing.

In fact, she also thinks so, but she thinks it may be because she is a wizard that she has such an association. After all, it is very normal for magic to contain animal elements.

For example, the very classic hat-turning-dove magic, almost every magic show will have this program.

The magician Brown was no exception. After this creative opening, he performed some common tricks, such as card tricks and hat tricks, as well as various body tricks with assistants.

His magic level is really good, and Casey felt that he was thinking too much just now.

After several large-scale magic tricks ended, the rhythm slowly eased. The magician stood in the middle of the stage, and the staff removed the used-up large-scale props from behind him. He picked up the civilization that he had just put aside. Stick, looking at the audience: "The next thing is a little magic trick, I need someone to cooperate with it."

The audience became excited, the spotlights swung rapidly in the auditorium, and the magician said on the stage: "This magic trick will not have any danger, I promise."

As his words fell, the spotlight also stopped, and a beautiful girl covered her mouth under the envious eyes of everyone, and looked to both sides with a surprised expression.

Kathy thought her reaction was so genuine that it didn't look like a Tor.

Her companion pushed her, and she stood up from her seat. The magician smiled and said on the stage: "Congratulations to this lucky lady, please come on stage."

The beautiful girl trotted onto the stage.

The magician's assistant moved a chair and placed it in the center of the stage. The magician asked her to sit with her back facing the audience, stroked her long hair to the back of the chair with a cane, and asked, "Do you mind if I dye it for you?" hair?"

The pretty girl looked up at the magician and shook her head quickly. The assistant handed her a microphone, and she said in a tense voice, "I don't mind."

"Relax, girl." The magician said, resting one hand easily on the back of the chair, "You won't feel anything. Tell me, what color do you like?"

The girl thought for a while, then said into the microphone, "Gold."

"Okay, blonde hair, nice color, it suits you well," said the magician, and walked around the girl's chair with his cane.

Casey only saw that the magician slightly blocked the lucky spectator's long hair, and when he walked around, Casey saw that the long hair had changed from brown to golden.

The audience exclaimed, followed by waves of applause. The lucky audience sitting on the stage didn't understand what happened. Her long hair was pulled back. She didn't feel anything during the whole process, and she didn't know magic tricks. Is it over yet, so I dare not move.

The magician smiled: "It's ready."

The lucky viewer turned his head slightly in disbelief, carefully looked at his hair out of the corner of his eye, then let out a cry of surprise, stretched out his hand to touch his hair in disbelief, and then looked at the palm of his hand that touched his hair , as if to see if it has faded.

The magician made a gesture of invitation to the lady, looked at the back of the girl jumping up and down, and said to the enthusiastic audience: "Anyone else wants to try?"

The audience's response was very enthusiastic, and many people even stood up from their seats.

In contrast, Casey's reaction was particularly cold.

Sitting on the seat, Casey clapped her hands twice along with everyone, feeling quite complicated.

She put down her hands, and still couldn't help but want to express her complex emotions to Potter, but the applause and cheers around her were too loud, and she had to tilt her upper body to Potter's side, raising her voice slightly : "I agree with what you just said."

"What?" Potter turned to look at Casey.

It was only then that Kathy realized that the distance between herself and Potter was a bit too close. She glanced at Potter quickly, but did not change her posture immediately. She pressed her lips hard and tried to say in a steady voice: "... …I also think this guy looks like a wizard.”

But this time, her mind was not on complaining at all.

"Uh..." Potter didn't seem to understand what Casey said, his hands on his knees were clenched into fists, but his upper body didn't move, and after a while he replied vaguely, "Well, right."

Casey cleared his throat, sat up straight again, and said dryly: "...This is really an amazing performance."

Potter replied equally dryly, "Yes."

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