[HP] Ravenclaw Girls' Hard Days

"Potter," Casey looked at the other party, called the other party's name in disbelief, and then said angrily, "Need I remind you? I'm a Ravenclaw."

"No, no, no, Kathy," Potter said with a tongue-biting expression, "That's not what I wanted to say, let's do it all over again."

Those teammates not far away said loudly: "Casey, you have to know that Harry is very nervous talking to you!"

The group laughed loudly, and one of them said, "So it's not surprising that he said something wrong!"

"You should give him another chance!" cried another, and the crowd of Gryffindors clapped and cheered.

Kathy looked at the group, then at Potter, and asked, "So you're nervous?"

Casey actually had some doubts about what he said, but Potter had a struggling expression on his face, as if he really did what his classmates said.

Casey opened his mouth in disbelief, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he closed it again.

Potter quickly lost face, nodded and admitted: "Yes, every time I talk to you, it's like another me is grabbing my tongue, I..."

He paused, raised his hand to scratch the hair on the back of his head, and continued: "...I don't know what I should say to attract your attention."

Kathy stared at Potter, who had a look of genuine distress and rare embarrassment on his face.

Potter was so sincere at the moment that Kathy couldn't say anything for a while, and she even felt that Potter's appearance was much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

Casey thought for a while, pursed her lips lightly, and said, "Okay, second chance."

"Ah?" Potter was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, and said quickly, "I mean, I caught the golden snitch, did you see it?"

Casey nodded and said, "Congratulations, you have won and defeated Ravenclaw."

Casey hit him back with his earlier words, and Porter said, a little annoyed, "I didn't mean to say that!"

Potter looked at Casey, who was waiting for him to continue, and Potter said aloud, "I was wondering if it was cool how I caught the Snitch?"

Sometimes Kathy really wanted to open Potter's head with her bare hands to see what was inside. She opened her mouth and felt that this direction was a bit strange, but when she thought about it carefully, she actually found it more and more funny.

Finally, she smiled in surprise: "That's all you want to ask?"

Potter nodded.

Casey didn't want to answer, she turned and walked towards the castle, Potter hurriedly followed, while his group of teammates stood there without moving, just yelled at Potter: "Harry, let's put your broom back first !"

Potter turned and waved at them without saying goodbye.

Potter's question was so funny that Kathy couldn't help laughing just thinking about it. She didn't calm down until she walked back to the castle, and turned her head to ask Potter about Lily and the others' movements. It turned out that Potter's hair had turned back to black at some point.

She took a second look at the messy black hair, and immediately forgot what she was going to say just now, and finally changed the question she uttered: "Has your hair changed back?"

"You don't look like you dye your hair," Potter said.

Casey pouted: "There are so many things I don't like."

It may be that the atmosphere is too good at the moment, Potter asked: "Then what do you like... What kind of things do I mean?"

Casey looked at Potter, and said with some alarm: "I don't want a present."

"What if I give it?" Potter said rascally. "What do you want?"

Kathy stared at him, and really thought about it seriously. If she couldn't stop Potter from giving the gift, it would be good to just tell him the direction of the gift.

She feels that if she doesn't say it now, she will probably receive a large box of chocolate eggs at Easter not too long from now -- she doesn't have a big sweet tooth.

So Casey said with a strange mood: "I like the spell books I haven't read."

Telling someone what gift you should give yourself is a very strange experience, especially when that person is your suitor.

Kathy thought about it, and felt that the range of spellbooks she hadn't read was too difficult, and she couldn't tell which spellbooks she had read, so she made the best choice and said, "As long as it's a spellbook That's fine, the potion book is fine too... the herbal medicine book is also fine."

Books are the safest. Although they are not cheap, they are not particularly expensive. It is fine for her to be more particular about returning gifts, so that she does not owe favors.

In short, she really doesn't want to receive any more Christmas trees or the history of Quidditch, let alone the oval stone she picked up by the Black Lake - she confiscated this stone at the time, and Potter seems to have forgotten about it .

Thankfully, anything is better than these anyway!

Kathy's thoughts had just turned here when Potter said, "That's right!"

She was startled, and quickly looked at Potter, who took out his pocket, took out a plain oval stone, and handed it to her: "I forgot to give you this last time."

Casey: ...

"I don't like that much," she said dryly.

Potter insisted on holding out his hand, but Kathy refused to take it.

After such a stalemate for a while, Casey turned and walked away.

This time Potter finally withdrew his hand, followed behind Casey, and changed the subject: "Okay, Casey, what kind of person do you like?"

Kathy ignored him, she regretted talking so much to Potter just now!

Potter followed her all the way to the library, probably having learned the lesson he had learned many times before, he didn't sit on the seat opposite Kathy, but chose a table diagonally opposite Kathy and sat down.

With the stern Mrs. Pince watching, Kathy wasn't worried that Potter would mess up something in the library. She took out her notebook and looked at the special spell that she had studied halfway before.

She felt that she was about to overcome the curse of space!

Studying spells was really a pleasure for Casey. She watched it for so long that she even forgot that there was a Potter beside her.

It wasn't until a paper frog jumped over from the other side of the table and knocked her quill askew that she finally recovered from that mysterious state.

Kathy looked down at the notebook, and half of the graphics she had worked so hard to draw were just wasted.

What's even more exasperating is that her train of thought was interrupted, and she couldn't pick it up for a while.

She originally thought that today was very emotional, maybe she could make something amazing!

Kathy reached out and slapped the paper frog on the table. The frog kicked its legs completely still. With her other hand, she slowly put down the quill, and looked at Potter who was diagonally opposite. Holding the quill in his hand, he gestured to Kathy to unravel the paper frog.

Casey withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and took apart the origami. There was a line written on that piece of paper: 【What kind of person do you like? 】

She took a deep breath on the piece of paper, exhaled it slowly, and wrote with a pen: [It's not like you anyway. 】

※, unhappy