[HP] Zizi Honey Candy

On the night of February [-]th, all the girls were very excited. They couldn't wait to give the boy they liked a gift on this day. They couldn't even sit still, counting down in their hearts and waiting for the next day The day is coming. .

"Why are they all so happy, Qiu?" I looked at the excited look of a group of girls in the lounge with some doubts.

"Tomorrow is February [-]th!" Qiu shook my hand, "Don't you look forward to tomorrow at all?"

"Why do I?"

"Merlin, if this continues, you'll be living with books." She snatched my book, "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day! Don't you have any boys who want to give gifts?"

I didn't answer her question, in fact, I almost forgot that tomorrow is Valentine's Day - this kind of holiday has never been related to me, so I didn't prepare anything to give away, or rather, I did , I can't guarantee that I have the courage to send it out.

"Do you have a crush on a boy, Cho?"

"Oh...this..." Qiu blushed rarely, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a name, "It's you instead, will you give Roger a gift?"

"What? Roger?" I froze for a moment, "No, no, why should I..."

"Poor Roger, he must be very sad."

"Qiu...Roger and I are not what you think."

But Qiu didn't seem to listen to me at all, she always seemed to feel that there was something between me and Roger, but of course this was impossible, in fact - it was all my unilateral rejection of him.

But Roger is also a smart guy, and instead of being entangled with it, he accepted the fact very coolly, which brought us back to the original relationship.

...

When I walked into the auditorium at breakfast on February [-]th, I rubbed my eyes in disbelief to make sure I had come to the right place.

All four walls are covered with large, dazzling pink flowers.To make matters worse, many heart-shaped confetti kept falling from the light blue ceiling.

Lockhart, in bright pink robes to match the ornaments, waved everyone to silence.The teachers sitting opposite him all had serious faces.

...well, I'm not surprised at all.

With some disgust, I removed the colored ribbons that fell on my prosciutto. These things made me unable to enjoy breakfast at all. I really don’t know what was in the brain of that idiot!

"Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!" cried Lockhart. "I have 46 people who have sent me cards so far, and I would like to thank them all! Yes, I took it upon myself to arrange this small event for you all." Small surprises - and more than that!"

Lockhart clapped his hands and strode through the doors leading to the hall into the twelve gloomy dwarfs.And they are different from ordinary dwarfs, Lohachi made them all have golden wings and harps on their backs.

"My friendly little Eros with cards!" said Lockhart beaming, "they're going to be roaming the school today, delivering Valentine's cards to you! And the fun doesn't stop there! I trust my colleagues. All are willing to participate! Why not ask Professor Snape to teach you how to make Ecstasy! If you are interested, Professor Flitwick is more proficient in enchanting magic than any wizard I have ever met, That sly old dog!"

Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands.Looking at Professor Snape's expression, it seemed that if anyone asked him for advice on how to make ecstasy, he would be forced to pour poison into it.

"He's too outspoken," Marietta said. "Looking at Professor Snape's expression, he might poison him at any time."

"It would be great if I could really poison him." Looking at the food in front of me that was almost covered with confetti, I lost my appetite.

...

All day long, the shorties kept barging into their classroom, delivering Valentine's Day cards, much to the annoyance of the teachers.

Occasionally, a few dwarves would block our way on the way out of class, and basically read the contents of the letter aloud to Qiu, who was really popular among us.

But Qiu obviously didn't like this. After going through it a few times, she finally couldn't take it anymore, and cast a stun spell on the next dwarf before he even opened his mouth.

"Is there still an end?" She said angrily, these dwarves are of no use at all, except to make people laugh in front of everyone, "those who write—why can't they just give it to me? I can't Dating someone who has only the guts to let a dwarf pass a message!"

It's the first time I've seen Qiu look so annoyed. Those little people really made her very distressed.

So after class, she hurried back to the dormitory and didn't come out again, those dwarfs couldn't just barge in.

Marietta went on a date with her new boyfriend, supposedly a Gryffindor, a year above us.

Without the dwarves pestering me, I naturally didn't have to worry about being startled by the sudden figure, so I walked around the school with my things without any burden.

Of course, thanks to these, I also saw a lot of interesting things on the road.

I can hear a dwarf not far away reading the contents of the letter aloud - his eyes are as green as a freshly pickled toad, he is as black and handsome as a blackboard, I hope he is mine, he really is He is very handsome, a warrior who conquered the Dark Lord.

Hmm... If I had gotten this letter, I might have considered leaving school early, I could hear laughter from the crowd, and then there seemed to be a fight, but that had nothing to do with me.

When I passed the corridor, I saw Wood, the captain of Gryffindor Quidditch, next to him should be his girlfriend, and at this time he was stepping on the head of the dwarf with one foot, looking displeased Happy.

"Go tell the person who sent you the letter, if you come to harass my girlfriend again, next time I will beat his head with a broom."

"...I didn't even know you beat people with a broom, I thought your broom was only used for Quidditch."

"The situation is special. For this sake, Audrey, I hope I won't let my broom legs run away again."

"Oh, you know that's impossible, my dear, unless, as I said, you can hold back Quidditch for a day."

It turns out that Senior Wood also has weaknesses, and Senior Sister Bennett really knows how to take advantage of this.

However, it seems impossible for him not to mention Quidditch for a day... Even Ravenclaw has heard of Senior Wood's enthusiasm for Quidditch.

...

"Sorry, I'm late." I hurried to my seat - Cedric was already sitting here.

There seemed to be a lot more people in the library than usual, some of them seemed to be avoiding those dwarves, I believe Mrs. Pince would never allow such noisy little creatures to jump in.

"Never mind, I assume you didn't meet the dwarf on the way?"

"What? Oh, of course not." I brushed my messy hair back, "Who can write to me?"

"Really? I thought a girl like you would get a lot of letters like that."

"Compared to these, I think it will be better if I say it myself." I shrugged indifferently. If that person embarrasses me in public, I will definitely not look good. Qiu must have been the same at that time. The same mood, "However, if it is really difficult to say something, it is normal for the dwarf to convey it instead. For example, a shy girl says something about the boy she likes..."

I said the last sentence very quietly, but I knew Cedric heard it, and the corners of his mouth curled up. I don't know what he was thinking, but he seemed very happy.

"You're absolutely right."

"However, our Mr. Diggory must have received many letters from admirers, or else he would not have chosen to be in the library at this time."

"It's really... I can't hide anything from you." He seemed a little embarrassed, but he still had a smile on his face.

"If I let those admirers see me, I'm afraid I might receive a threatening letter as soon as I leave the library." I felt that my tone of voice was self-deprecating, and I coughed twice to divert my attention, hoping that he would not misunderstand I mean.

"Don't say that, they won't." He leaned closer, "I won't let those dwarves have a chance to get close to you."

"...Yes, yes, thank you." I moved to the side, and I felt that my ears must be red now.

He chuckled and sat down again.

We have always learned that it is not over until the curfew is approaching, and part of the reason is that we don’t want to meet the dwarves as soon as we go out. At this time, the dwarves have already finished work, and the people in the library are almost gone. There are only two or three people left. Individuals are there to pack their things.

Cedric wanted to send me back to the tower, but I refused.

"I don't want to run into dwarves at this point in time," I said half-jokingly. "Good night... Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, good night." He hooked the corner of his mouth, then turned and left.

On the way back to the tower, I met a dwarf who jumped down the stairs one by one, and it seemed to be going back.

"Hey, are you done yet?"

"Not yet, miss, I am willing to help you."

I squatted down and thought for a while.

"I want you to pass a message for me...anonymous, don't make too much noise, just tell him quietly."

"As you wish, miss, who is the recipient?"

"Cedric, Mr Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff."

I paused, then continued.

"In terms of content..."

I tilted my head, thinking what would be more appropriate to say, and after a few seconds, I spoke again.

"Thank you for making me want to be a better person, Cedric."