HP Wendy's crossing running account

After finishing the last subject of arithmetic and divination on December 12, the entire sixth grade fell into a joyful and busy atmosphere.

At the age of 16, he is considered an adult wizard legally, and he can leave school with a report.Young witches flock to Diagon Alley to buy clothes and ornaments; wizards don't hold back.Some of them with poor grades had few classes this semester, so they started working early, and thus accumulated a lot of pocket money.

"What do you think of this?" Rolanda showed Wendy a color-changing neckband.Her neck is already slender, and her short hair makes the neckband stand out.

Wendy nodded sincerely: "It looks good."

"Then which of these two do you think is better?" Rolanda pulled the second neck strap from the shelf next to it and put it together with the first one.

One is a small bow in a solid color and the other is a small ruffle.

"The one with the bow is more elegant. And it matches your skirt better."

Rolanda stood in front of the mirror and kept comparing. "Well, it seems you're right—wrap this up for me, ma'am, and the blue hat on the right."

"Okay, okay, kid, wait for me a moment." The store manager's wife desperately squeezed through the crowded flow of people in the store.Christmas is coming soon, in addition to the Hogwarts students preparing for the dance, there are also a lot of adult wizards shopping in the store.

"You have to prepare some decorations for yourself." Rolanda turned her head and said to Wendy, "Miss Carter, who is naturally beautiful, you can't waste the good looks your parents gave you."

"Me." Wendy touched her cheeks that were hot due to the dense carbon dioxide in the store, "Mr. Ralph said a long time ago that he would prepare an adult gift for me. I believe his vision."

"Oh~Mr. Ralph. What kind of guardian is that of yours? I don't quite understand the relationship in Muggle society, so he couldn't have taken a fancy to you, right?" Rolanda looked around with her yellow eagle-like eyes. Wendy.

Wendy laughed out loud. "He likes me very much, not the 'favorite' you said. Guardian, just like Dad."

"Oh. He adopted you, didn't he?"

"Well, more or less. But as far as papa is concerned, I prefer Dr. Watson's kindness. Tom prefers Dick."

Rolanda took the grocery bag from the store manager's wife, and walked out of the store with Wendy on her arm. "Who are these two? We have been afraid to inquire about your... family affairs before. But it seems that you are doing well."

"What's not to dare?"

"Maybe I heard that you are an orphan?"

"Although I'm an orphan, I'm really doing well." Wendy stopped in front of the colorful fragrance and beauty potion window. She didn't dare to take medicine indiscriminately, but she had reached the age to be interested in these things.Just looking at the color and smelling the smell will make a girl's heart feel satisfied. "Dr. Watson was the first to adopt me. He took a lot of care for my health. But later he had to leave the UK because of work, so he asked his friend, Mr. Ralph, to be my guardian. .”

"Oh, then their hearts are so kind, and their vision is so good. If I had a well-behaved, smart and beautiful daughter like you, I would wake up with a smile in my dreams." Rolanda pulled Wendy into the store, "Go in if you like Look, see the billboard at the door? Rose water and mistletoe essential oil are [-]% off today—"

Under Rolanda's strong instigation, Wendy brought a whole set of magic hairspray and cosmetics back to Hogwarts in addition to rose water.

Throughout December 12, the girls were busy trying on makeup.

Tie ribbons to each other, make up, perform beauty magic, etc., which is quite a bit of a way to clear up the past.

"Crouch of Slytherin laughed at us Ravenclaw girls for being ugly readers," Fancourt stood on the bed, pointing to the ceiling with his black and purple nail polish, and announced loudly, " This is unbearable! Are they blind? Wendy is in the sixth grade, no, the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts."

Wendy blushed when she said it: "This is too exaggerated."

Fancourt ignored it, and continued her nonsensical speech: "Everyone of us must be beautiful, and blind their dog eyes at the ball!"

Although Fancourt didn't make any weird predictions, Pince was made very nervous by her as usual, sitting in front of the dressing table and shaking his hands desperately.

"What are you afraid of?" Fancourt stroked the seaweed-like hair on his forehead, "You have an oval face, a high nose bridge, and a tall figure. You must be as good as Crouch when you dress up!" She jumped off the bed without any clothes on Slippers, the first to rush into the bathroom.

The remaining three girls looked at each other.

"Just follow her." Wendy said, "She is the oldest among us, so just follow her."

Rolanda: "...you just want to join in the fun."

When Fancourt came out of the bathroom, he had washed off all the weird tattoos on his body, and even stripped off the nail polish.Her skin is a healthy wheat color, her black hair turns purple in some light, and her bumpy figure is full of mysterious and exotic charm.It's just that Fan Court's facial features are too plain, which may be due to years of divination. Her eye sockets are sunken, and she can only cover them with thick bangs.

"You guys go to take a shower first, and then we'll discuss beauty magic. I remember that the one that Transfiguration Mags mastered best is—Wendy. OK, it's up to you, genius."

Wendy was kindly pushed into the bathroom by Fancourt.She took a quick combat shower and went out to change Pince.

By the time Rolanda came out of the bathroom for the last time, Wendy had already finished fine-tuning Fancourt's face.Eliminate dark circles and bags under the eyes, and then slightly reduce the distance between the eyes, the whole person of the magic stick girl is completely different, even the thick lips are sexy under such eyes.

"Wow." Rolanda admired her roommates, "You look so beautiful!"

Fancourt blew her a kiss.

Today's magic stick--the future master of divination, although he usually makes his image look like a ghost, but he is actually very good at makeup, and he is very skilled in the gesture of applying primer to his face. "The divination makeup I put on before, it's very difficult, okay?"

In contrast, Miss Pingsi was a bit horrible.In order to cover the freckles on her face, she threw herself on the ground desperately, and finally her whole face seemed to have been thrown into a pile of flour.

"The color you chose is too white." Wendy commented, "I'm not very good at this, Selena."

With a face that had just finished applying makeup, Fancourt went to choose a foundation shade for Pince. "I think Pince is more ruddy. What do you think?"

"agree."

"Agreed. She's usually too pale."

Fancourt picked out three similar colors, tried them on Pince's neck one by one, and finally settled on a camel-colored foundation. “We don’t need to cover up all the freckles,” she says as she puts on Pince’s makeup. “Freckles can be cute with rosy cheeks, if you smile a lot.”

"Yeah... yeah." Pingsi was a little at a loss by his roommate's enthusiasm.She felt like she had never been taken care of like this before.

"You can't always look like an ugly duckling, Pince." Rolanda puffed out her inconspicuous chest, "We are grown-ups now, so we need to look like grown-ups."

Fancourt expressed contempt for Rolanda's figure.She walked in an exotic and mature style, with tights, a big skirt, exaggerated jewelry, and a bright red rose inserted in her wavy hair. Even Wendy couldn't support such an attire.

"How about it?"

Wendy raised her thumbs up: "Avant-garde, fashionable, and imposing."

Pince was well-behaved the whole time, allowing his roommate to dress up.After trying foundation, she knew that her aesthetic ability was limited, and it was best to take the advice of her roommate.The gown that Ping Si originally prepared was a set of exquisite court style in the Victorian period. It is good-looking, but with Ping Si's face, it looks like a country girl who steals a princess's clothes.

"You are not suitable for clothes with too much jewelry, they will be overwhelming." Fancourt taught her.In the end, Pince's skirt was transformed into a fresh style, and her black hair was tied into small curls and braided, looking playful and cute.

Rolanda was a girl with ideas.She had long picked out a long skirt made of blue silk and chiffon, the hem of the skirt was cut to reveal her slender legs.The short hair is loosened, a small top hat is worn, and a neckband is tied.The slightly androgynous style is so handsome that girls can scream.

Finally it was Wendy's turn.

"Although I don't think you need to dress up anymore," Rolanda said, "but let's see the dress your guardian prepared for you."

Wendy dragged out a gift box tied with a ribbon from under the bed. "To tell you the truth, I haven't opened it yet," she said as she opened it, "but I've always trusted Mr. Ralph's eyes. He's never—Jesus."

The clothes in the box are as white as milk, with no extra color.

Fancourt whistled: "Greek style, cool, it's not that beauties with a score of 90 or above dare not wear this." Her style of painting today is completely wrong. "Leave it to me, and I will dress you up as a little fairy."

"Will it be a little less?" Wendy adjusted the position of the shoulder straps hesitantly, trying to make the straps of the white dress cover the straps of the underwear.

"Don't bother," Rolanda said, "I'll help you remove the shoulder straps of your underwear, so you don't have to worry about it protruding from your skirt."

"Alright then." Wendy sat up straight and asked Fancourt to style her hair.Wendy's hairstyle is also mainly simple and elegant, and it took less than half an hour to complete.Finally, Fancourt waved his magic wand, turning a shining silver crown into a garland of daisies and pink roses, and gently put it on Wendy's head.

"Stand up and take two steps?"

Wendy was able to stand up without lifting the hem of her skirt.The height of the skirt fit amazingly, and her movement was not hindered at all.

She smiled and asked Rolanda, "Does it look good?"

Rolanda nodded wildly: "Like a fairy who came out of an ancient Greek myth."

Even Pince praised her: "It fits your temperament very well, the very quiet one."

Fancourt was very proud: "In the end, we were only short of one thing. A dance partner."

Eh?God?Merlin's charming eyes?And a dance partner? !

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