[HP] Hogwarts students

After a few days, the test results came out.Because of Hermione's cramming study group, we both got excellent grades, but the fact that I got an E on my potions test was the real surprise.

"Snape finally sees me in the right light." I swore, completely forgetting the memory loss caused by his stare during the exam.

On the eve of the summer vacation, Hermione and I made an appointment to go out together. Harry seemed to have forgotten how to walk, swaying back and forth around us, until Ron couldn't help asking him: "Do you want to pee?" ?"

Harry reached out and punched him and said, "Go away, Ron." I stared at him for a long time. After he met my gaze, he quickly turned his head to look at Ron's suitcase, as if he wanted to stare at it. A hole came out, and Hermione covered her mouth and giggled beside her.

"If you have no plans for your summer vacation, welcome to ask us out to play." I shrugged and suggested to the boys.

"Okay!" Harry replied immediately.

"Of course! I also want to invite you all to come to my house to play." Ron also agreed.

It couldn't be a better idea, and I've been interested in The Burrow for a long time.The artistic appearance of the house always makes people worry about when it will collapse. Of course, the wizard does not have this worry.

With the sound of the train humming, my summer vacation has officially begun.The only person who came to pick me up at the station was my father. I rushed into the car, enjoying the cool air-conditioning in the car, and habitually looked for drinks from the storage bag. To my surprise, there was nothing in it. "Dad, where's my iced drink?"

I leaned on the back of the co-pilot and looked at my dad who was driving. He answered me absent-mindedly: "I'm sorry, Kelly, I forgot to buy it for you. Can we buy it after we get home?"

I sat back in the back seat suspiciously, and my intuition told me that my father’s condition today was unusual, but he refused to tell me no matter how I asked, only saying that I would know when I got home.

After my father parked the car in the garage, I cheered and rushed into the house to find my mother. She was sitting on an old rocking chair knitting socks, and when she saw me coming back, she called me with a gentle smile.

"Mom!" I rushed over and wanted to squeeze into her arms, but my father grabbed my collar and hung in the air, my legs dangled like limp noodles, I turned my head and stared at him angrily, "What are you doing, Dad!"

"Wow, wow, calm down, little troll." Dad smiled stupidly, staring at mom with sweet eyes, "Your mom can't be bumped by you now."

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and turned around to look at my mother stiffly.

"I'm pregnant! You're going to have younger brothers and sisters!" She laughed happily and held up the little goose yellow socks in her hands.

It was three o'clock in the quiet night, and I was still awake, and occasionally I heard a dog bark or two.The hazy moonlight was flowing on the ground, I climbed out of the window, leaned on a corner of the roof platform, looked up at the sky full of stars and a bright moon.

To be honest, many of my friends have brothers and sisters, but there are also many children who are only children, such as Ed, Harry (this example seems not right), Hermione, Angelina, Lavender and others.

I can get along well with my cousins ​​and have fun with my peers, but with my siblings?I'm not sure, and I know I shouldn't be thinking this, but I kind of hate this unborn baby right now.

I'm afraid he's going to take away the love of Mom and Dad, the attention of other people, and everything I have now, all that's mine.I wrapped the thin blanket tightly around my body, and stared blankly at the tall buildings in the distance gradually falling asleep, probably because the night dew was heavier, and my whole body curled up into a ball, like a caterpillar afraid of the cold.

The next morning, I woke up to find that I was sleeping in my bedroom.I couldn't help but feel a little bit in my heart, I hurriedly put on a sweater and went downstairs, I saw my parents eating in the restaurant, my father bent his waist and put his head on my mother's belly, with an exaggerated and silly smile on his face .

Sudden anger took over my mind, I bent down and stole soft-soled running shoes from the door to change into, and wrote crookedly on the message board at the door, "I'm going out to play with Harry." Then I slipped through the back door in a panic gone.

Near noon, there were many people walking on the street. I mixed in with my messy hair and uncleaned face, and attracted many people to peep.

I was going to walk to Harry's house and tidy myself up a bit in his house, but when I walked near his yard, I saw a tall and fat little boy blocking the door. Kind of like Goyle in Slytherin.

"Excuse me." I walked behind him very politely, "Is this family home? There is a boy named Harry Potter among them. Is he there?"

The boy turned his head when he heard my voice, with an uncomfortable smile on his face: "Harry Potter? He's not at home! Get out of here!"

He stretched out his hand to push me away. When I was avoiding it, I looked at all the windows on the front of the house from the corner of my eye. There was indeed no sign of movement.The thought that this filthy dead boy might be Harry's cousin made me go away.

After making a big circle around the town, the pedestrians all went home for lunch one after another, so I went home listlessly.Mom and Dad weren't home, so I looked up at the message board, which said they were going to the hospital for checkups, and left me on the table for lunch.

I pout my mouth and walk into the restaurant. On the table is a plate of frozen lasagne that has been baked and poked with a fork to find it is completely cool.I was sitting alone in the dining chair, with no one around me, no sound, and I ate mouthful after mouthful of lasagna, which was dry and tasteless.

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang at the front door. I couldn't wait to throw away the fork, and rushed to the porch to open the door. Ed was carrying a large bag of bags at the door.

"It's time for afternoon tea!" Ed lifted the snacks in his pocket, big and small, and squeezed into the room with a smile, showing his brilliant white teeth.I wiped away my tears and followed him upstairs into my room.

"I saw your parents driving out through the window before. I wanted to come over to see if you were at home, but I didn't expect you to be there." Ed piled a large bag of puffed snacks on the carpet, and dug out many of my favorite things. I like to eat twisted licorice candies.

"Look, I got these jiggles from Steve."

I admit that I started to get emotional again. When Ed opened the jigsaw candy and put it in my mouth, my tears fell in big ones. My mouth was tearing hard and chewing the tough jigsaw gum .

Ed didn't say a word, and after sitting next to me, he hugged me and patted my back.After crying for a few minutes, my mood improved, and I was a little embarrassed when I wiped away my tears: "Thank you, Ed."

"Mr. and Mrs. Morris knew about it when we first found out." Ed looked down at me, then let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and sat away from me again.

"I thought they'd call and tell you."

"Well... there are no phones in my school... but they don't send me letters either." I hugged my legs and shook uneasily.

"...Ah! Your school doesn't even have a telephone. What kind of school is this? It's too backward!" Ed sighed in an exaggerated tone, eating potato chips.

After deliberately not mentioning these topics, the afternoon tea time afterwards was quite pleasant.We ate snacks and watched several rented discs, including horror movies and cartoons. I buried this matter and my mood in my heart, and said goodbye to Ed with a relaxed and happy face.

When Mom and Dad came home, I welcomed them with the same smile I used to.Dad happily went to write letters to grandparents, and my mother left me alone and wanted to talk to me, but I changed the subject.

"What's for dinner tonight? The lasagna at noon was so cold, I didn't even eat it." I squatted down and rummaged through the vegetable box at home, which contained lentils and broccoli.

"Kelly... Do you think that after you have younger siblings, your father and mother will stop loving you?" Mom asked me hesitantly.

"What? Of course not!" Of course there was.

"Why do you think that, I love you," of course I always loved you.

"I love my younger siblings too." No way.

My mother seemed to be fooled by me. She was enthusiastically handling the vegetables while discussing the details of today's hospital with me. I smiled and leaned against the dining table, shaking my legs and nodding in response.

In the days that followed, I started to go to the secret base and Ed's house frequently. When I wanted to go to Harry's house several times, I was always stopped by his aunt or uncle, and I gradually stopped going.

But today is different, today is Harry's birthday!I decided that neither his aunt and uncle nor his Goyle cousin would stop me from wishing Harry a happy birthday today!

I went to ask Ed's mother for advice, and with her help, I baked a white cream cake. I used a jam piping bag to write "Happy Birthday" on it stroke by stroke, and put it in a paper box. inside.

"What is this Harry, I don't think I've seen it before." Ed leaned against the kitchen door, staring at me tightly with his arms folded.

"Well, it's my current classmate. I'll play with you tomorrow, and I'm leaving first!" I walked around him and ran out the door with a smile, and put the box into the front frame of my bicycle solemnly.

With the sound of the bicycle bell "jingle bell", I have gradually approached Privet Drive.Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the main entrance and the front yard, where the Goyle cousin was playing with other boys; I went around again and found Harry sitting in the back yard in a daze.

"Happy birthday to me...Happy birthday to me..." I parked the car under a big tree and approached quietly through the dense hedge of his house. I heard Harry singing sadly in a very small voice .

My heart is broken, this boy is not even allowed to announce loudly that today is his birthday!Immediately I wanted to rush out and save his bad day, but his bad cousin was faster than me, running across from him at a speed that didn't match his size, and sneered at him.

"Today is your birthday, but you haven't received a greeting card? It turns out that no matter where you are, you are a freak with no friends." He let out a very weird laugh, as if someone was pinching his neck right now.

"What are you staring at the hedge for?"

"I was wondering what spell to set it on fire," said Harry coldly, and his cousin was starting to get scared, but he stood still and continued to taunt him.

I can't stand this kind of thing!Flushed with rage, I fished my old child's wand from my jeans pocket and cast a blaze as I stepped back. The child's wand didn't work very well, and it took me a few swings to actually ignite the hedge.

The hedge started to burn, and both Harry and his cousin's faces changed. The cousin ran back into the house screaming, and Harry stepped back in fright.

Before the adults came, I poured out the fire with clear water like a spring, and hurried forward to pull Harry away: "Quick! Come with me!"

Harry looked at me in surprise, and I smiled back.Thank God, thank Merlin, that child wands are not under the Ministry of Magic's watchful eye.