love letter from hp to mr digory

The night before the Christmas break, Paulina dressed herself up as a real, red Gryffindor.She dyed her hair red on purpose—she had always hated her brown hair because it made her look like a head of dead grass.She also asked Hermione to turn the large swathes of black fabric on her school robes into red.Then step on a pair of red dragon leather boots.If she has a long white beard, then she can be compared to Santa Claus.

"I didn't sleep almost all night!" Gina also imitated Paulina and dyed herself red, but she didn't have shiny dragon leather boots, so she simply used brown boots with hair dye dyed red. "I can't wait to go home—I can sleep in, do whatever I want, and most importantly, I can still see Alan!"

"Oh Ellen," Paulina couldn't help asking, "your boyfriend - a Muggle. Is that why you write nineteen letters a week?"

"Yes." Gina readily admitted, "We've always communicated through letters from such a distance."

"No wonder you were born in April," said Paulina, "April witches marry Muggles—" And generally they don't get much favor from Cupid.She didn't say the last Paulina, because she quickly realized that what she said was not a good thing.

"What's your plan for the Christmas holidays?" Hermione asked. "I'm going to go skiing with my parents—the sleigh kind."

"My parents are in France—"

"So you live alone!" Rihanna interrupted Polina, who excitedly said, "Can we come over to your house! I can show you around London!"

"Well—no, I mean, I live at Cedric's," said Paulina earnestly, but she blushed as she spoke.

Rihanna and the others looked at each other, and then let out a strange cry.

"Living together!" said Gina, pinching her throat, "living together, sleeping in the same bed, and—"

"Share a mouth!" Rihanna finished, and the three of them laughed together.Polina, furious, squeezed a pillow and lashed at the three of them one by one until they stopped laughing stupidly.

"Don't laugh!" panted Paulina. "Merlin, stop dragging me into talking to Seid—look at Hermione, Hermione! She's dating an international football star! "

"I didn't, we just..." Now it was Hermione's turn to blush, "Letter exchange!"

"I'm crazy to see little Ronnie," Rihanna joked. "Obviously, you've got two boys."

"Shit." Hermione blushed even more, and she said the first swear word of the year.

The next morning, Paulina got up early to pack her things.She put the parchment and cosmetics she wanted to bring back, as well as some accessories from Deborah this half-term, and trinkets from Analita and Fleur, all in the big new box she bought.She was going to put all these at Cedric's house, otherwise there would be too many things brought to school, and she couldn't fit them.

Finally, she packed the school gown neatly into a big bag, then changed into a long flannel skirt ordered from France, and put on a woolen coat with a narrow waist.

"You're beautifully dressed," Hermione complimented, slipping on her jeans.

"Thank you." Paulina said happily, "I've been holding back for half the semester—don't you really think Hogwarts school robes are like sacks? The lines are all gone."

"I don't mind," said Hermione, brushing her hair with a big comb, but she was pushing so hard that Paulina's scalp felt numb from the way the comb pulled her hair.

"Use pomade!" cried Paulina. "Don't abuse yourself, dear."

"I hate my hair." Hermione pulled back, grabbing a handful of hair from the comb. "It always annoys me so much."

"But it's beautiful," Polina retorted, "Have you ever seen the Fashion Witch—there's a lot of models in it with hair like yours on purpose, I cried for Deborah to use it for me when I was a kid The curling iron curls like you."

"Maybe," said Hermione haughtily, "but I don't care about that, it just makes me a little trouble combing it, and then makes me waste a little reading time trying to figure it out."

"Okay, smart little witch." Paulina said helplessly, "I'll go to Seid first, and you remember to wake Rihanna and the others up."

"No problem," said Hermione, "if you see Dean on the road, then remember to ask him to go back to his dorm and wake up his two roommates who never missed the train, so they don't have to spend time at Hogwarts." spend Christmas."

Paulina gestured OK and cast a Levitation Charm with her wand on her large box, making it hang securely behind her.

As soon as Polina emerged from the lounge, she saw Cedric, wearing a scarf, leaning against the portrait of the Fat Lady.He smiled and listened to the words of the portraits that students would not care about or even bored.He listened patiently, and even said a few words to them.

"Well, let's talk next time, Mr. William." When Cedric saw Paulina come out, he said goodbye to the portraits one by one.

"Goodbye, young man." A bald old man in the portrait said kindly, "Next time I will tell you about my trip to the Albanian grasslands."

"Okay." Cedric nodded with a smile.

Polina asked in a low voice, "Is there really an Albanian grassland? I only know about the rainforest."

"He's very old." Cedric looked at Paulina with a smile, and then kissed her forehead, "Maybe he just remembered wrongly."

Paulina kissed Cedric back, too.Paulina didn't know why, her heart was pounding at this moment, maybe this might be the most attractive thing about Cedric to Paulina, and also the most charming thing about him——that was forever, full of The tenderness of trust.

They went to the auditorium and had breakfast.The breakfast was very rich, maybe Hogwarts saw them leaving, so they sent them off with sumptuous dishes.Paulina also saw Dean eating sausage alone, she did not forget her mission.So she went over to Dean and said, "Hey Dean. Are Harry and Ron up yet? Hermione says they're always late."

"Oh." Dean looked listless. "You can tell Hermione that they are not late today, or even early. Because they left last night."

"Why?" Paulina was a little surprised, "How did they leave, and who made them leave?"

"Because Ron's father seems to be dead," said Dean.

"?!"

"No, it should be Harry who told Professor McGonagall that Ron's father was dying, as if he dreamed that Ron's father was bitten badly by a snake, but how could this be possible! Doesn't that old trickster Trelawney have some sort of prophetic blood?" said Dean, "but you see George and Fred are gone today too—maybe he's really Trelawney's descendant. If so, I must ask him to help me predict the final exam--"

"Er—Did Professor McGonagall tell you not to tell anyone?" Paulina couldn't help interrupting him.

Then Dean covered his mouth in horror, and then regretted wishing to kill himself.

"Don't tell anyone," Paulina told him again.Although she didn't know why, her intuition told her that this matter was more unusual than what she felt now.

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In the journal of the whole article, only the last few fragments are still important. (beautiful girl weeps)