[HP]Helen Pan

Since I rarely tidy my own room and don't allow others to mess with my stuff, my room is usually cluttered.In Hermione's words - my room was a disaster scene.

On this issue, Hermione has quarreled with me many times, and each time it ended with me violently resisting the law and resolutely not cooperating with the work.

Similar things have happened many times. Facing a clean room, it is always difficult for me to find what I want, but when I am in a mess, I can always find it what i want.

"Oh! Merlin!"

The four guys behind me let out a collective gasp the moment they stepped into my room.

"What's wrong?" I casually kicked away the books and toys that were all over the floor.

"I... never knew..." Harry walked forward step by step.

"Don't know what?" I subconsciously asked.

"I don't know, a girl's room can be so messy!" George and Fred replied in unison.Ron found a clean place to sit down, looked around in disbelief, and said, "I can assure you, Mum would go crazy in this Ginny's room."

"I think a messy room can give me a sense of security and belonging." I motioned for them to find a place to sit down, "You know, at least we don't have to worry about a messy room getting worse, right?" George Glancing at Fred, he hissed before saying, "Helen, we are definitely on the same path!"

"What is this?" George casually picked up one item from the pile beside him, held it upside down in front of him, and looked at it repeatedly.Fred followed suit, and with the cooperation of the four hands, the small iron box suddenly lit up and at the same time made a piercing chime.

I leaned over to look at it, and said, "That's Game Boy, my tenth birthday present from my dad. Do you want to play it? I can lend it to you. Maybe you can find some CDs in the stack on the left hand side." Game board." Then I turned my head to Harry, "Want to see your collection of Manchester United posters?"

"Hmm! Okay!" Harry leaned over enthusiastically.

"Who is this?" He pointed to a framed picture on my desk.

"My first riding instructor." I smiled, and then said, "So far, he is the knight I admire the most! You know? He is so handsome when he is riding!" Harry's face gradually emerged. With a longing expression, he said, "How about riding a horse compared to riding a flying broomstick?"

After thinking for a while with my chin in my hands, I smiled at him and suggested, "Maybe we can ride a horse tomorrow. Some things are better to experience by ourselves, but I like horses more than brooms, it gives me a sense of security."

"Miss Helen! Are you sure you can teach your friends how to ride a horse?" Grandfather's old butler, Joke, looked at us who were leading the horses in the stable with some anxiety.

"Don't worry! The horses they ride have a good temper, and even if they fall off while riding on the grass, it won't hurt too much." I replied happily.

"Falling...it's not too painful..." Ron said suddenly, even his voice fluttered.He was wearing a red velvet helmet at the moment, but it seemed that his face was redder than the helmet.But his twin brothers seemed eager to try.

"Hey! Come on, horses are docile animals most of the time." I patted Ron on the shoulder, then stroked his bay red Arabian horse, "Faradis is a good baby in the whole stable." !” At the same moment, Faradays sneezed so loud that Ron threw off the rein and ran away screaming.

"Can we go up?" Fred excitedly stroked the horse's mane back and forth.

"At least listen to me explain the technique first!" I cleared my throat and said with a serious look, "First of all, it is very important to always stand behind the horse's buttocks or behind the side, because less Some of the time, they will kick people." I explained in a good mood while adjusting the length of the reins for them, "I think we will try a simple walk today. First of all, you have to step on your front feet halfway, and sit upright with your upper body Steady the saddle, then you can lightly clamp the horse's belly with your legs, just remember - gently. Remember, you have to be confident when doing all this. Horses are smart, they can tell if you are a novice. If you look too youthful, you will be bullied by these guys." Then, I turned over and climbed on the horse's back, turned the rein and let the horse spin around in place.

"Guys! What are you waiting for? Get on your horses!"

We spent about a morning at the horse farm. Harry, George and Fred had already figured out the doorway, and the expressions on their faces became more and more relaxed and enjoyable, especially the twins of the Weasley family. Already able to stand on horseback and perform some tricks that look thrilling.Only poor Ron kept getting thrown off his back by Faradays...

After another over-the-shoulder fall, Faradays simply ignored him and trotted to the side to eat the turf.Ron tried to hold him, but he was indifferent, still grazing leisurely with his tail wagging.Just as Ron was jumping up and down towards Faradays, I saw three figures appear out of thin air in the open space in front of the ancestral house. The leader was a man with blond curly hair, followed by the father and son of the Malfoy family.The three of them entered the grandfather's house one after another with a leisurely expression.

"Who is he?"

I squeezed the horse's belly slightly, pulled the rein, turned around and ran to Jock who was waiting by the side of the racecourse, pointed the whip at the blond man from a distance, and asked the old housekeeper.

"He's the second young master, Alexis." Joker replied professionally.

"I thought he wasn't in England. Why have I never seen him?"

"You know, Master Alexis is a Slytherin graduate, so he never goes to that house on the other side. Also... you know, Master Alexis, as a pure-blood wizard, he and Master Peter's relationship is not very good." Jock hesitated, trying to tell the truth more tactfully.

But I understand that Slytherin guys are megalomaniacs.

He is looking down on my father because my father is a Squib.

Obviously Harry and the others also saw the three men, and they slowly approached on horseback.

"What's that Malfoy guy doing here?" Ron trotted over, and since he didn't ride a horse, he could only raise his head high.Fred winked at George, and the two teamed up to grab Ron's helmet.

At this moment, only a 'bang' was heard, and a puff of green smoke drifted in the air.When the smoke cleared, Lulu the house-elf blinked his big green eyes, then bowed respectfully to me and said, "Master Alexis says the lady and guests should go back to dinner."

"Oh..." I curled my lips and muttered reluctantly.Throwing the whip in my hand to Jock casually, I turned over and got off the horse while unfastening the helmet on my head.

After Jock took the helmet with a slight bow and respect, he said to the house-elf, "Lulu, go and take the horse back to the stable."

"Yes!" the house-elf bowed obediently.

"Relax, relax!" On the way back to the manor, George suddenly ran to me and asked in a low voice.I looked at him sideways in some confusion, did I really act nervous?

He raised his eyebrows and stuck out his tongue, showing a funny expression. The dimples on his cheeks were more obvious because of the distorted expression. He whispered, "Isn't it just to meet a relative you don't see very often?"

I thought about it, too.

"Thank you!" I smiled at him.

"Miss Helen..." said Jock, looking back worriedly at me as he put his hand on the doorknob, "you know what a Slytherin likes. If you can, try to recall Mr. Lester and A. The etiquette that Master Se has mentioned to you."

My father often joked that he was a defective product of his grandparents. Whether it was looks or magic, he was the least outstanding of the three children.In the earliest days, my mother and I thought that my father was too modest.Magic aside, my father is definitely a handsome man in the standard sense.My mother often regretted that she was blinded by her father's beauty at the beginning, and she just married a guy who had no fun in life when she got carried away.

But at this moment, I began to believe that my father's words were far from modest, that Uncle Alexis was almost the most beautiful man I had ever met.Even compared to Leicester, he is one step ahead.

"Oh! Helen, my sweet little niece."

It was the first thing Uncle Alec ever said to me, after he said hello to Harry.

"Hello!" I nodded obediently to him, slightly bent my knees, and bowed my head to salute him.

"I heard you entered Gryffindor?" He glanced back at Draco Malfoy who was sitting on the sofa sipping tea.The blond hair slid restlessly from behind his ears to the side of his face. The blond hair reflected the fair but not pale skin, which looked fascinating.

"Yes." I nodded with a smile.

"That sounds awful!" He frowned gracefully, looking troubled.He turned his head and said to Malfoy's father, "Lucius, this is such a shame, I thought my niece would go to the same academy as your son! What a pity."

The man named Lucius just curled his lips into a smile, then took a sip of the black tea in front of him, and glanced here as if he didn't see anything.

"It doesn't matter if you go to Gryffindor. One thing you have to know is that there are no friends worth making there..." As he said, he glanced behind me meaningfully before waving at Malfoy.

Malfoy walked obediently to his side with a faint smile on his lips.Uncle bent down, put his hands on Malfoy's shoulders and smiled at me, "You will be friends, right? My little Helen." He smiled firmly and gracefully.

"Uncle, you are so kind. My father never gave me such good advice on making friends." I smiled and pushed back.

"Helen!" Grandpa's voice came from the entrance of the hall, he walked over slowly, reached out and touched Malfoy's heads at the same time, and said pleasantly, "Why don't you take your friend upstairs and have some drinks, Waiting for dinner?"

"Okay." I nodded obediently.

Just as I was leading the large army to the corner of the stairs, my uncle thought of something and added, "Helen, don't point your whip at your elders from now on."

My movements froze for a moment, and it took a long time before I faltered in response.

When we got to the room, the atmosphere became weird.

The Gryffindor cubs quickly found a place to sit down, and the moment Malfoy closed the door, he changed from his gentlemanly calmness to a beating look.

For a moment, I especially wanted to close the door and let the dogs go.

"What the hell are you? Your room looks like a troll lives in it!" Malfoy pushed the things away from his feet with a look of disgust.

"If you don't like it, you can leave." Ron answered for me first, "You should be able to see that no one welcomes you here!"

"Hey! Are the Weasleys so poor that even their children have to live in other people's homes?" Malfoy seemed to have just realized that there were other people in this room, and he twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.Ron's face turned red in an instant, and he quickly pulled out his wand. George and Fred immediately stood up in agreement.

Seeing this situation, Harry also pulled out his wand very righteously.

For a split second, all four wands were pointed at Malfoy.This stopped him from laughing, and he pulled out his wand hastily, looking surprisingly ugly.

When people feel guilty, they will always think of some ways to embolden themselves, and the simplest and easiest way of all is to yell, which can increase their momentum to a certain extent.Of course, this can also be said to come from the instinct of animals. After all, out of self-protection, we always find ways to warn the enemy first, and sometimes bluffing can also retreat the enemy.

So it's not hard to guess what Malfoy is going to do now that his gray-blue eyes are widening and he opens his mouth.The body precedes the consciousness, I quickly lay between the two groups of people, covered Malfoy's mouth with my hand, and made a silent gesture to him.

You must know that Lester's room is also on the second floor. If one of these guys accidentally wakes him up, and he gets up to get angry, then I might be sucked dry by him.

After making sure that Malfoy wouldn't yell, I put my hand down and turned to look at the four people who had reached out, and then I rolled my eyes, "Okay, gentlemen, can you put down your wand? I don't want my room to be ruined." , if you really want to have a fight, can you go to the ranch outside to solve it?"

Seeing that Ron and the others didn't respond, I could only run up to them and take away the wands one by one, then frowned and said, "These wands will be confiscated first! Okay, now all sit down please?"

Facing the five guys in front of me who were sitting on pins and needles and secretly gnashing their teeth, I stroked my forehead in embarrassment.

"How about we play turtle draw?" I took out two decks of poker from the debris pile at hand.

"It's too tasteless." A nobleman shook his head.

"What about you?" I turned my gaze to Harry, who shook his head in embarrassment, "I won't..."

And George and Fred are rarely on the same side as Malfoy, agreeing that pumping turtles is a game for preschoolers.

"How about..." I turned my eyes to the TV that was connected to the game console, I raised my eyebrows and said with a smirk, "Why don't we play video games! The loser has to fulfill a wish of the winner."

"Play video games?!" The five of them said in unison.

"Of course!" I turned on the TV, "Street Fighter, you should know that, right?"

"Who would know that kind of Muggle stuff!" Malfoy snorted.

"Too bad you don't know what Muggles know," I said as gracefully as I could.

"Who, who said that? Hit it!" Malfoy pushed Ron away from him and sat down next to me, picking up another gamepad like me.

The result can be imagined.

Malfoy, Harry, Ron failed miserably.As for George and Fred, because they took GAMEBOY to practice their hands, they lost to me, a senior player, and lost in the end.