[HP] Hogwarts students

I went back to the dormitory and washed my face, angrily preparing to rush down to trouble them, but Parvati stopped me.

"Forget it, Kelly. Who can you beat them?" Parvati took my hand and walked out, "Why don't you accompany me to find Padma, she said that a senior sister bought a limited edition What about the fruit fragrance?"

A limited edition fruity fragrance?It is a fragrance mixed with at least 5 kinds of tropical fruit fragrances. Pretty witches often like to spray a little on their wrists. The strong fragrance will not dissipate for at least 5 hours.

Thinking of this monthly limited fragrance, I calmed down a little. The Weasley twins have the most ideas, and Lee Jordan is also quite smart. If I confront them rashly now, I have no chance of winning. I can only wait for the opportunity , and wait until the most suitable time.

Parvati took me to Ravenclaw Tower. On a bare wooden board, there was a bronze door knocker with traces of time.I looked at her with puzzled eyes, does Parvati know the password to the Ravenclaw lounge?

"What is the last enemy in life?" When I was thinking, the bronze door knocker asked a question. Parvati began to think about the answer to this question, and I also frowned.

enemy?The only person I could think of was You-Know-Who, so I replied, "It's You-Know-Who." With Parvati's horrified gasp, the knocker denied my answer.

"It's death, beyond life." While we were thinking hard, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind.After a few seconds of silence, the door knocker said, "That makes sense." Then he opened the door panel, revealing a corner of the Ravenclaw lounge.

I turned to see a tall girl with orange hair and a ponytail standing behind us in her Ravenclaw school robes.

"What's the matter? Why don't you go in?" she asked briskly. "Are you two Gryffindor first years looking for someone?"

Parvati nodded, and followed the girl into the lounge: "Yes, we are here to find Padma Patil." As soon as I entered through the door, I was enveloped by the bright light in front of me. The style of the Winclaw lounge is different from that of Gryffindor, although both are at the top of the tower.

The circular lounge is covered with a lot of blue, and the high dome is dotted with shining stars, which complement the starlight on the dark blue carpet. There is a gap above the elegant and exquisite arched window, and the breeze blows from the Squeezing in through the gap, the blue and bronze silk curtains rustled.

I was stunned, it turned out that my father lived in such a lounge back then!Parvati and I stood awkwardly at the door, and Padma ran down from the bedroom upstairs, hugged her sister like a bird of joy, and then wrapped her arms around the orange-haired girl.

"Let me introduce. This is Alison. She is a senior in the third grade. She also went to Hogsmeade to grab the limited edition fruit fragrance last weekend." Padma smiled and shook Alison's hand. Arm, it looks like they have a good relationship, "This is my twin sister Parvati, this is Kelly."

Alison is a very straightforward person, and she was very generous to lend us the fragrance she carried with her.Parvati and Patil huddled together and chattered, and stopped after carefully spraying a couple of times. They hugged each other and sniffed the sweetness of fruit in the air.

"I often see you in the library, and Hermione Granger." Seeing me standing aside, Alison took the initiative to chat with me.

This is the second time I have heard this sentence. Cedric said the same thing last time. Could it be that I was so attractive when I was in the library?

"I might be kidnapped by a book when I was in the library, so I don't know what's going on around me." I said ambiguously, and started to try to remember if she also approached me and was completely ignored by me?

Alison burst out laughing, I was a little embarrassed, but she quickly said: "I handed you a little note, when I wanted to borrow "Mediterranean Magical Aquatic Plants and Their Properties", I found you I'm reading it, and that's not the kind of book a first grader should be reading."

I suddenly realized that I searched all the books related to herbal medicine in order to find a breakthrough in potions about longevity, but I couldn't tell others about it: "Well... I'm relatively advanced in my studies..."

"So your grades in herbal medicine are excellent?" Alison's eyes widened in surprise, "You should come to Professor Sprout's after-school assistance, we often go to the greenhouse after school to help her process various herbs , she will occasionally talk about some knowledge outside the textbook."

It's over, I can't even get an E in herbal medicine class, let alone an excellent O!I waved my hand again and again to refuse, but saw her point her chin with her index finger, and said distressedly: "Recently, a batch of mandrake seeds just came, and we are really too busy. Cedric is almost as busy as me every day." Top."

Cedric?My eyes lit up: "I'm coming! I'm coming! Starting tomorrow, I'll be coming."

Towards evening, Parvati, Padma, and Alison and I went to a restaurant for a hearty meal.After making an appointment to go to the greenhouse tomorrow, Parvati and I returned to the lounge hand in hand with our tropical fruit fragrance in contentment.

There were not many people in the lounge. When I saw Harry and the others sitting in the corner, Parvati rolled her eyes angrily and went upstairs. When I passed them, I said hello: "Hi! You are here What are you doing?"

"What? What's the matter? We're just chatting here." Ron said nervously, his hands clenched tightly; Hermione stopped turning over the notes, but didn't turn around to look at me; haha Rigger was sweating profusely, rubbing his thighs.

I lowered my eyelids, thinking this might be the secret they've been hiding for so long.I didn't press and would have given me all the details one day if they would tell me.

"That's it." I smiled, "Then I'll go back to the dormitory first, good night."

I ran back to the dormitory, not paying attention to Harry's call to keep me. To be honest, I still feel a little sad now.I buried my head under the quilt and kept thinking in my mind.Am I really still their friend?Or am I just a familiar person from the same academy to them?What secret is there that I cannot know?

But I also have secrets that I have to keep from them, such as Scabbers becoming a living person, and Lavender has been secretly speaking ill of Hermione...

I rubbed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.The next morning, a message blew up between us out of the blue.

"Harry Potter stopped the mysterious man's minion, Professor Quirrell, and kept the Hogwarts treasure!"

Lavender was about to faint. She always liked this type of story, not to mention that this happened on the fourth floor of the school!

I've been dazed to listen to a million different versions, but the only thing in common is that Harry is dead, Ron is pretty badly injured, and they're both in the hospital wing now.

My heart started beating wildly. I didn't know how I changed my clothes. I didn't comb my hair or wash my face. I ran all the way to the medical wing.At this time, many people gathered in the medical wing, and the Weasley twins held up a toilet seat and yelled loudly: "Please move, please move! This is a precious gift for the savior!"

Strangely, seeing them so amused, my heart gradually calmed down.I tore apart a few people and squeezed into the crowd, ignoring their shouts and rushed straight to the front row. When I saw the pale Harry lying on the bed, my heart felt as if it was being pulled, and it hurt.

Ron was sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, with marks on his body from being bandaged, and Hermione was standing next to him, and the two were talking.Both of their hospital bed tables were piled high with sympathy items, only Harry's had more.

Madam Pomfrey finally got angry with such a noisy scene, she kicked out all the noisy students, seeing that Hermione and I were quieter, and begging her, we were left alone.

So in the background sound of Ron eating chocolate frogs, Hermione wiped her tears and I narrated the ins and outs of the whole thing, and Ron occasionally added a few words.The story they told didn't include the final scene where Harry was involved because he went in alone, which worried me even more.

I don't care what secrets they keep from me now, my only wish now is that Harry wakes up early and sees those beautiful green eyes glowing again.

"I'm sorry, Kelly. We haven't told you this because you trusted Professor Snape too much in the first place." Hermione said guiltily, and she put her arms around me and rested her head on my on the shoulders.

Ron also said hesitantly: "Yeah, we all thought that Snape was the minion of that mysterious man at first, but who would have thought that it was Professor Quirrell? When Principal Dumbledore told us, everyone thought it was a mischief."

"Okay, ladies. It's time to visit." Madam Pomfrey flashed out from behind the screen, startling us all. Under her stern eyes, Hermione and I could only say goodbye to Ron first, He left the medical wing with support.

"I don't know when Harry will wake up." Hermione said worriedly, "We don't know what terrible things happened to him inside, and Principal Dumbledore refused to tell us."

My heart is very heavy. I can't believe that before Harry passed out, I ignored his persuasion. This incident was like a huge pressure stuck in my heart, making me unable to eat or sleep.

People around were discussing about Harry's heroic deeds with relish, and in just three days, no fewer than six versions had been circulated!Among them, there are at least three stories from the Weasley twins.

Even Alison of Ravenclaw knew these stories. She came to ask me why I didn't go to the greenhouse, and asked in a curious tone: "I heard that Harry Potter tore up Professor Quirrell's paper with his bare hands." Thighs? How did he do that?"

Ron was discharged from the hospital the next day, and he was cheered by the whole lounge with his injuries. Even the prudish Percy applauded him proudly.But he, like me and Hermione, was deeply concerned for Harry's safety.

"He hasn't woken up, and he hasn't moved his fingers." Ron said worriedly. Hermione was about to pull out her hair, and I could only sigh endlessly.

But luckily, three days later, when they and I came to the door of the medical wing as usual, we got a message: Harry woke up!Headmaster Dumbledore was talking to him inside!