HP Wendy's crossing running account

When Wendy woke up in the morning, she saw the sun shining through the log window, scatting the room full of broken gold.The light gray quilt looks pure white in this light.There is also a branch full of young leaves swaying outside the window, making people seem to be able to feel the morning breeze outside.

No matter how many times, waking up in such an environment is refreshing.

"Tuk tuk." Three knocks on the door.

"Who?"

Tom's voice sounded muffled through the wooden door, more mature and deeper than normal. "it's me."

Wendy brushed her hair subconsciously, and tidied the sleeves and collar of the doll dress pajamas before saying, "Please come in."

With a "squeak", the wooden door was pushed open, and Tom walked to her bed with a cup. "Here, your medicine for today."

Wendy glanced at the hot purple-red liquid in the cup, and frowned slightly.Just looking at the color, it is different from yesterday's potion.She knew roughly what Tom was doing, and he was obsessed with treating her ailment.Wendy herself gave up somewhat, but Tom still insisted on feeding her with different potions every day.

Wendy's delay in moving made Tom realize that she was resisting.He almost habitually put his free hand on her head: "How do you know it's useless if you don't try it?"

Wendy didn't speak, half-opened her sleepy eyes, brought the potion over, and drank it down in one gulp.The sour and bitter taste filled the whole mouth, and Wendy was caught off guard and choked out tears.

Seeing her confused and aggrieved, Tom's heartbeat slowed down a beat, and the blond hair under his hands seemed to be hot from the sun.Tom didn't take into account the imaginary burning, but touched it a few times with a little more force. The soft touch of the girl's hair burned from his fingers to the cerebral cortex, causing fine beads of sweat to emerge from his forehead.

Tom suppressed the desire to touch her more, and moved his hand away from the top of Wendy's head.Neither of them realize how intimate it is to enter a girl's bedroom directly, or to sit on the bed and show others in her pajamas, the consequence of being too familiar with childhood friends.

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"No." Wendy shook her head, "One more cup of potion for dozing off and nothing will be gone." She seemed to have seen Tom's clothes clearly just now. "You look really nice today."

It was the hottest time of summer vacation, so the angry boy naturally wore less clothes.The thin white shirt had several buttons unbuttoned, revealing a perfectly shaped collarbone; both sleeves were rolled up above the elbows for the convenience of brewing potions, and the muscles on the forearms were strong and well-proportioned.

"Oh?" Tom leaned down and licked his lips. "You like to see me dressed like this?"

Wendy's blue eyes were extremely pure under the sunlight: "Well, they are pretty, because Tom is already pretty."

"Oh." Little Mr. Riddle chuckled and straightened his back.His expression was both satisfied and dissatisfied.But in the end, the ambiguous atmosphere was broken.

"Want to go for a walk in the woods after breakfast?" Tom pushed open the balcony door of the tree house, and the wind from the forest blew in, slightly cool with water vapor.

"it is good!"

Such is the routine of a summer vacation in the woods.

Drink medicine, eat breakfast, take a walk in the forest before the morning is too hot, or collect berries, or harvest wild vegetables and mushrooms.Tom was in good spirits, and could hunt a hare or catch a few fish.

At noon, Wendy is keen on directing the house elves to cook. She especially likes steamed fish, cream of mushroom soup and blueberry ice cream.The fish in the forest stream is fresh and thornless, and the butter produced in the small village on the edge of the forest is smooth and fragrant. It is served with blueberries and mushrooms with dewdrops, so delicious that people can swallow their tongues.

Speaking of the house elf in the tree house, it was Rem who had worked in Black's old house for 20 years.Her aging period seems to have come very early, and sporadic mistakes began to occur at work. This has reached the brink of elimination for the house elves of the Black family. No wonder Signus and Walburga began to plan to chop off her head. up.I don't know how Alphard did it, anyway, when Wendy found out, she had already seen Rem crying bitterly at the door of the tree house.

Rem and Alphard have always had a good relationship, so they quickly adapted to the new working environment.Its kitchen is a spacious semi-basement with a sweet smell all year round.

The hot afternoon is used for napping and reading homework, and the evening is used for small meetings and political salons.Tom sends and receives letters every day, or uses a double-sided mirror to contact various people, mostly at this time after the sun goes down.

Owls are nocturnal animals.Even though magic can make owls work 24 hours a day, given their choice, they would still prefer to deliver messages at night.

Everyone was sitting on the rattan sofa in the living room drinking juice when the little Hogwarts owl delivered the letter.Chilled fruit juice is the biggest luxury in summer, but Wendy, who is on her regular holiday, is out of tune with other people because she can only drink black tea.

Abramovich is showing off his OWLs potion score, an O; but he keeps secret about his rune score.Abu failed the rune test, but even Jost was kind enough not to expose him.Jost was brilliant and got an E in the potions test, so he wasn't jealous at all.

"You don't need to take care of me." Abu seemed to have a feeling, "My rune is P, ah, I think it's pretty good, at least I don't need to learn it anymore in the sixth grade."

At this moment, there was a knocking sound of "Tuk Tuk Tuk" on the window of the living room.As soon as Yost opened the window, he saw a little owl collapsed on the window sill exhausted.

"Poor little fellow, exhausted. A bird with a letter for three, and the place is so remote."

Virgil flew in through the window, picked up the wimpy little owl, and sent it to the bird shed on the top floor of the tree house.There is enough water and food there.

The letter is very thick, in addition to the Hogwarts book list, there are also OWLs transcripts.Wendy dismantled the report card first, and there were 9 O's in a row from top to bottom.No surprises, 9 O's, Wendy is satisfied.She let the teacup float in the air, snapped her fingers, and a quill appeared in her right hand, which was convenient for her to write and draw on the book list.

"Merlin! What is this?"

"Oooh."

Wendy stopped writing and looked in the direction of the boys.I saw Tom pour out a badge from the envelope.

Abu read aloud the letter sent along with the badge: "Dear Mr. Tom Marvolo Riddle, we are honored to inform you that you have been elected as the new Hogwarts Boys' President..."

"It's nothing to make a fuss about." Tom snatched the letter back from Abramovich.

"Yeah, nothing strange." Alphard said, "Apart from Tom, who else do you think can be the president of the student union?"

Yost rubbed his chin: "It's not suitable for anyone. As long as Tom is willing, the 'Wisdom Tree' can lift him up."

"So it's nothing to be surprised about," Tom concluded.

Abu returned to his seat listlessly: "It was a very touching thing, but why are you talking about it like eating and drinking water?"

"Compared to this, let's discuss the sixth grade course selection." Tom eagerly held up his 12 O report card.He suddenly realized that starting from the sixth grade, due to the high score threshold, the number of students taking each course dropped sharply, and the original two colleges taking classes together became four colleges together.This means that he can take every class with Wendy!

This is the most touching thing!

And it's a topic Wendy would love to talk about.

Sure enough, his childhood friend was the first to speak: "Are you going to get the 12 NEWTs certificate?"

Tom waved his hand smartly: "I think I can get 12 NEWTs certificates now."

"It's really hard for me to imagine..." Wendy said with a smile, "Tom can predict the future. You can also say that I'm biased against divination, but it's not reliable."

"You do have a bias against divination," Tom said. "The Ministry of Magic won't let candidates make a prediction and wait ten years to see if it comes true. That would be nonsense. Even the NEWTs are based on general knowledge. , or let you divination whether there is a stone or a piece of gold in the black box."

"Sounds pretty easy."

"It's not that difficult at all." Yost said, "I think divination is one of the best courses to fool around. Don't think too much about it, there is a difference between NEWTs divination certificate and a real fortune teller." What about the Yana Trench."

"Oh." Abu wailed, "I knew I would choose divination when I was in the third grade."

Alphard pushed Abu away in disgust: "You have no chance."

"Then I can only choose Potions, Astronomy and Defense Against the Dark Arts." Abu said, "When I think that the courses I need to take in the next two years are only a quarter of Tom's..."

"Students are like this." Wendy said calmly, "It's really enviable."

"No way, Wendy. Are you so venomous today?"

Wendy smiled even more happily, Abu is really the favorite of the group. "Where's Alphard?"

"Herbal medicine, potion, defense against the dark arts, arithmetic and divination. I also want to take advanced courses in transfiguration. I hope that Professor Dumbledore can accept students who take the E exam."

"Look at Alphard." Wendy said, "he's more self-motivated. I don't need Jost to hit you. Although he claims to be a scumbag, he has no weaknesses at all except potions."

Alphard & Yost: "...No, I'm not, I..."

"What about you?" Abu was unconvinced.

Wendy shook her report card innocently, and Abu was instantly discouraged.

"I'm so stupid, really. Why should I raise my grades in front of Wendy..."

"However, I intend to make it easier for myself, and it is enough to choose 8 courses."

Alphard & Yost & Abu: ...

Tom keenly discovered the mystery from Wendy's words: "Which one did you give up? Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts." Wendy said, "Professor Mellors is about to retire, and I really don't want to make things difficult for her." She pondered Tom's expression carefully. "you are not happy?"

"It's a little regretful." Tom leaned on the sofa with folded arms and smiled, "But you're Wendy, you can do whatever you want."

Alphard thought Tom's smile was so gentle that the universe burst, but his little friend just refused to hit the straight ball.

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