[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

At dinner, Ezel couldn't be close to Rosalind because she sat between Levia and Lissie.

Seeing this, Cedric also sat casually next to Alan Walkney.

Ezel felt that he had an illusion——Cedric looked at him several times more friendly since the end of History of Magic class this afternoon!

Although he is very polite and friendly to those around him, he is extra gentle this afternoon? !

It was another day, and Rosalind and Cedric also received letters from their parents. Although Amos was a little disappointed that he was sorted into Hufflepuff, he still believed that Cedric would be an excellent student.

Yucheng Shen and Nora didn't feel much about Rosalind's going to Hufflepuff, and the most important thing in the letter was to let her take care of herself.

Just as Rosalind was about to put the letter away again, a brown owl flew in front of her - it dropped a letter and then flew away without looking back, as if it was also cooperating with its master to write the letter emotion at the time.

A letter from Malfoy Manor?Rosalind frowned slightly, it must be Draco - this little pale gold head said before the start of school that if he entered Hufflepuff, he might as well drop out.

"What's wrong?" Cedric stared blankly at her holding a beautifully decorated pale green envelope.

"It's nothing, I think it's from Draco." Rosalind opened it resignedly, hoping it wasn't a Howler letter.Of course, she later felt that her worry was a bit unnecessary-it was a letter from Malfoy Manor!

After a quick glance, it turned out that most of the content was Draco's disappointment at her being sorted into Hufflepuff, and even a few words of cynicism towards Cedric.

In the end, the signature was also changed from Draco to Malfoy. Alas, it seems that Pale Gold's little head is really dissatisfied with the result of the sorting.

Looking at Rosalind's frown from beginning to end, Cedric tightly squeezed the glass in his hand: "How do you reply to the letter? Can I help you?"

"Oh——" Rosalind sighed again when she heard the words, and carefully folded the letter paper and held it in her hand, "It's okay, it's just that he is a little anxious about my sorting results. Don't worry, I will try my best to coax Good for him."

Cedric's gaze dimmed a bit, and he was about to say something, but in the end he only took another sip of pumpkin juice.

Sensing that the air pressure around her had dropped a few degrees, Rosalind hurriedly turned her head to look at Cedric, her lowered eyes showed no emotion, and the hair in her bangs could barely cover her eyes, which made him even more nervous at the moment. An indescribable loneliness?

Rosalind suddenly felt that she should coax the boy around her first: "I will write to him to explain the situation. I like Hufflepuff very much. Hufflepuff is a great academy for me." Sedry Ke heard this, and Rosalind thought for a while and added: "And my Seid is also in the excellent Hufflepuff, isn't it?"

I don't know which word made his heart tremble, but in short, the corners of Cedric's mouth hooked up, and his sunshine shrouded him again.

In astronomy class on Wednesday night, they learned to observe the sky with a telescope, and learned the names of different stars and the orbits of planets.

"Look, I found Libra—your constellation!" Rosalind tugged on Cedric's school robe, and when she looked into those gray eyes, the light in her eyes shone brighter than the stars.

The evening breeze blew gently, and the young man's warm gray eyes covered her whole body with tenderness.

Three times a week, they were taken by an amiable witch named Sprout to a herbal class in the greenhouse behind the castle, where they learned how to grow these exotic plants and fungi and what they were used for.

She is also Head of Hufflepuff, like Professor Flitwick in Ravenclaw, Professor McGonagall in Gryffindor and Professor Snape in Slytherin.

Minerva McGonagall's class was as rigorous as Rosalind guessed: "Transfiguration is the most complicated and dangerous magic you study at Hogwarts." If there is mischief in class, I'll ask him out and never let him in again. I warned you." Meg then turned her desk into a pig, and back again.

The students were all attracted and wished they could start learning right away, but they soon realized through failure that it would take a long time to turn furniture into animals.

After watching the students take a lot of complicated and difficult notes, McGonagall gave each of them a match and began to let them try to become a needle.

When get out of class was over, only Cedric and the feather-fluttering Ravenclaw boy had changed the matches.McGonagall added five points to them respectively, and Cedric became Hufflepuff's "man of the hour" for a while - after all, he performed really well in the Badger Yard, which had nothing to do with the world.

Professor Quirrell, who teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts, almost made a joke: the classroom where he was teaching was filled with a smell of garlic. It is said that this was to drive away a vampire he met in Romania, because he was afraid that the vampire would come back. Go over and grab him.

But Quirrell also told his students very seriously - his big scarf was a gift from an African prince who thanked him for helping him get rid of the entanglement of reanimated zombies, but no one could say it was Not really believing the story he told.

The flying teacher was Mrs. Hooch, a handsome woman with short gray hair.

Rosalind was surprised to find that her eyes were yellow!

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" she snapped. "Everyone stand next to a broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry up."

Rosalind lowered her head and glanced at the broomsticks on the ground. They couldn't even have much to do with "intact", and some branches poked out in all directions.

"Put your right hand over the broom handle," Ms. Hooch shouted from the front, "and say, 'Get up!'"

Rosalind looked at the broom on the ground and frowned tightly: "Sed, I'm a little scared."

Cedric gently squeezed her hand: "It's okay, just like I taught you, you will do it, I always believe in you!"

After speaking, he easily let the broom come into his hands, and then gave Rosalind an encouraging look.The girl took a deep breath: "Get up!"

So she also had a broom in her hand.

"Yeah!" Rosalind's eyes were filled with joy visible to the naked eye. Cedric smiled at her and said, "I knew you would do it."

Mrs. Hooch then showed the students how to get on the broom without slipping off their heads.She walked up and down the line, correcting their handshakes.

"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard!" Mrs. Hooch said solemnly. "Hold the broom firmly, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall back vertically." ground."

She glanced at the students in front of her: "Now, listen to my whistle—three—two—one!"

The students flew up one after another, and Rosalind never thought that she would have to fly in the first class.She gritted her teeth and kicked off the ground, forcing herself not to recall the experience of falling into the water.

"You can fly a little higher, Miss Shen, don't be nervous, or you will fall." Mrs. Huo Qi reminded the girl who was obviously lower than others.

"...Okay, okay." After taking a deep breath, Rosalind tried her best to lift up the broom again.Fortunately, it was still a very considerate partner and did not let her fall.

After class, Rosalind's legs were still weak.Nelia also let her grab her arm, and Levia and Lissie followed behind her.

Cedric wanted to go up to her to ask about her condition, but the girl only told him "It's okay, don't worry" and then slowly left with her roommates.

Aizel hasn't experienced the fun of flying lessons yet, and he still talks and laughs while pulling Kunqi and Alan Walkney to reminisce.

Cedric had no choice but to echo, but seeing Rosalind's strands of hair soaked in sweat, he still couldn't help frowning.

A group of people walked back to the lounge talking and laughing, and Cedric went back to the dormitory to look for candies.

Rosalind always likes to eat something sweet when she is in a bad mood-she called it "the days are bitter in the heart, and the tongue needs something sweet."

But how to give it to her has become a problem again, because the female dormitories in Hogwarts have special identity restrictions.

Girls can enter and leave the men's dormitory at will, but boys cannot enter and exit the women's dormitory at will.

While Cedric was pacing back and forth at the door, Farshar also came back from get out of class with his friends.

"Hello, senior, can you please help give this to Rosalind Shen, the first grader? It's that beautiful little Asian girl. Thank you!" Cedric stopped her politely, and handed her his hand Paper bag with candies.

"Oh yes, you're welcome." Farshar took it with a smile, "Is she yours?"

"Very important person." Cedric lowered his eyes slightly to meet their slightly gossipy eyes, "I'm sorry to trouble you, senior."