[HP] I'm hanging out at Hogwarts

"It's all gone! It's not a marriage advertisement! No!" Millicent yelled in the crowd, but it didn't work at all. Pansy and Daphne were blocked outside the cellar door, unable to enter the lounge, and they were so angry Dirty words.

"What the hell! How long will they be stuck?" Pansy said angrily.

"Professor Snape is here!" Annie roared.

"What? The old bat is here?!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Otherwise, you will be deducted points!"

The crowd dispersed immediately...

Hmm...Sure enough, Snape's lethality is stronger.

The little snake who was blocked outside finally entered his lounge. Life is not easy.Annie spread out on the sofa, "I posted an advertisement for people to make potions, how did it become a sincere invitation for lovers?"

"The Weasley brothers helped you promote it, and it became the current version. To be honest, I also thought that you would use this as an excuse to find a boyfriend who can make potions... I said, why are you so reserved? It's over. Hahahaha..."

Millicent laughed so heartlessly...

"To be honest, I urgently need a potion expert right now. I need to make a very...very difficult potion!" Annie said without love.

"Why don't you find Theodore Nott? Seek far away?" Daphne couldn't help asking her soul.

"That's right...Theodore's potion has always been good. Annie Panik, are you stupid?" Pansy agreed, and looked at Anne with disgust.

"... No, anyway... I can't find him." Annie said.

"The duck you're cooking at this time - your mouth is so stiff! Let me tell you, the entire Slytherin, except Professor Snape. No one has made more potions than Theodore's." Daphne said.

"Isn't Draco's potion good too?" Annie asked.

"Draco's hand is injured and you still don't let him go!" Pansy said in shock. "Do you have any unreasonable thoughts about him!"

"Pansy...you really think too much." Annie wanted to pat Miss Pansy Parkinson on the head, but was scared back by Pansy's death stare.

"Forget it... I'll do it myself. I don't know if I can succeed..." Annie felt frustrated again.

Do you really want to ask Theodore... Who was it that was hypocritical and ignored him a few days ago? ...this face hurts from being slapped...

No no no...it will definitely be rejected.or do it yourself...

Annie made up her mind. During the Potions class today, she deliberately speeded up the production steps.

The classroom was shrouded in fog. Taking advantage of Snape's absence, Anne stooped secretly, got under the podium and opened Snape's "Advanced Potions".

"St. chamaejasma potion...St. chamaejasma potion...St. chamaejasma aconitum, babo tuber thick juice..."

"Annie! Professor Snape is coming back soon!" Millicent yelled, Annie closed the book, and slipped back to her seat with a stoop.

Theodore saw that Annie returned to her place, and she started to fiddle with the medicinal materials again, as if nothing had happened, he couldn't help asking: "What do you want to do?"

"It's none of your business..." Annie said, recalling the recipe she just saw in her mind... um... what's going on...?

"That...Theodore Nott, what is the formula of Wolfsbane Potion?" Annie pretended to ask casually, "Don't think too much, I'm just asking casually."

"Forgot, maybe I'll remember if I do it again," he said.

The potion was boiling, and the steam obscured Anne's vision. She didn't see Theodore's expression. If she saw it, she would definitely die of shock.

It was a... at least within the scope of Annie's cognition, a fox-like smile that Theodore had never seen before.That smug, ambitious smile.

do my best!She doesn't want this old face anymore!

"To be honest, I need a wolfsbane potion. But I can't make it myself, and I don't even know the recipe. So I want to invite you..."

"Is it boiling potion?" He paused for a while, "I have conditions."

Annie patted her old face, and knew that Nott was a narrow-minded kid... "What conditions?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it later."

His tone seemed to be quite cheerful, but Anne's mood was not so pleasant.

There is nothing more terrifying than "Let's talk about it later." This will make people live in panic every day.

I hope he won't ask too much... For example, eating strange beans while standing upside down, or swallowing the whole ice cream in one bite...

"Then... meet us in the Potions classroom tonight!"

"Ah."

Not long after they made an agreement, Snape came to check their homework, "Although some students will inevitably make some small mistakes, there is no doubt that they have extraordinary talents."

He marked Theodore's homework with an "O".

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As the Quidditch Cup final drew nearer, the Gryffindor team broke the news that they had a new Chaser.

"What do you mean by saying that they have a new Chaser at this juncture? Are you really planning to give up the game? You must know that training a new Chaser is not an easy task!" Millicent said curiously .

"I'm planning to go to Lee Jordan's side to spy on the "military situation". Just the two of us, he will definitely tell me about the relationship between the commentary brothers!" Annie packed up her things and walked towards the Quidditch pitch .

There were a lot of Gryffindors on the Quidditch pitch, and they all seemed to be there to see the new Chaser.

"Hey, he flies really well!"

"It's a genius. I thought our team would be in a slump after Wood left next year."

"Excuse me, excuse me!" Annie squeezed in from the crowd.Spotting a few red figures on the Quidditch pitch, Wood was training his new Chaser.

Hmm, why does the person above look familiar...

"Come on Eric!" a Gryffindor girl yelled, and Anne nearly fell over at the name.

So he can still participate in Quidditch?It would be nice if he didn't get flattened by the ball!

"Hey, I caught a Slytherin spying on us!" said George, smirking and gesturing to Fred.

"Scare her! How about it?" said Fred.

"You are such a "little sweetheart" who understands me!" George made a gesture of being attacked by love.

"Get out! Go die!"

After speaking, Fred hit the Quaffle into the crowd. It would be too dangerous to use a Bludger.

Annie watched the Quaffle getting closer and closer to her, she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to block it.

After a gust of hot wind passed by and there was no movement again, Annie opened her eyes and found that the ball had been hugged by Eric who was flying high, and he and the Weasley twins seemed to be talking about something.

"Slytherin came to inquire about information! We're just scaring her!"

"If you want to scare her, I can only scare her." Eric continued to train after finishing speaking.

"This kid is quite domineering. Do you think he will rebel?" George asked.

"You should thank Anne Panik, she didn't go to play Quidditch. Otherwise, we would probably lose." He pointed to Eric who was throwing the ball.

Anne learned to be smarter this time, and observed from a distance. After the observation, she also got a general understanding of their new lineup. Their training was over, and the team members gathered together to discuss tactics.

Annie was about to leave, and there was nothing to spy on now.She's walking on the grass of the Quidditch pitch, and honestly, a bunch of Gryffindors and a Slytherin...she really stands out.

Suddenly, Annie was "surprised". A pair of arms behind her locked her neck, and her hot body was pressed against her back.Think about it with your toes and you know it's that stinky thing Eric!

"Cough, cough, cough! Don't touch me with my stinky sweat! It stinks!" Annie pushed his hands away in disgust, and Eric twisted the top of Annie's head, making her curly hair look like a chicken coop.

"If it weren't for me, who would have been almost killed! If you don't get killed, you will have cerebral palsy, right?"

"It's not as exaggerated as you said, it's just a Quaffle! You really stink! Smelly brother!"

"No! Then! Call me!" Eric really hated Anne calling him "smelly brother".

"Okay, okay, I got it... If you count it, you should be the youngest member of the Quidditch Cup this year. You don't believe in tears on the field. What if you have a broken neck or a broken hand? Ah, the arm is broken... Then you can't blame me, you are the one who wants to compete."

Annie stretched out her hand and twisted his head, brushing the hair on his forehead behind his ears.Treating him in the same way as someone else, and then sweating with his hands... Then he wiped Eric's robe in distaste.

"Okay, Annie. I won't talk to you anymore! I have to discuss tactics, don't expect you to get it out of my mouth!"

Eric returned to his team, and Spinnet smiled and said, "Eric, it seems that you and your girlfriend have a good relationship."

"That's his cousin," said Harry.

"No, our relationship is broken..."

"That sounds like a lie." Angelina echoed.

lie?Is he lying?Is it subconscious?

"Hmph... Absolutely not. She came to spy on information, but I drove her away."

"Nice job." Wood patted Eric on the shoulder, "To deal with this kind of Slytherin spies, we just have to guard against them!"

I didn't expect Eric to join the Quidditch team... It was agreed that out of sight is out of sight, and he will be mentioned in future Quidditch matches...

Well, it seems that she has to prepare a "gorgeous" speech.

Alas, Anne Panik's joy is that simple.