[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

Cedric looked at the boy with messy black hair in front of him and unconsciously raised his eyebrows. Harry blinked his green eyes a little shyly, and stammered: "Hi, hello," he looked up again. Glancing at Rosalind, "In Diagon Alley, um, you fixed my glasses for me."

"Oh~ I remembered." Rosalind laughed and said, "Pfft~ So I helped the savior fix his glasses."

"Well, thank you. Harry, my name is Harry Potter." The savior said with a blushing face.

"I'm Ronald Weasley—but people usually call me Ron." The red-haired boy also introduced himself.

"Rosalind Shen. Nice to meet you." The girl couldn't help but stare at those emerald green eyes: "Your eyes are beautiful."

"Thank you! You are beautiful too!" Harry blushed even more, and his tone was a little excited.

Cedric held out his hand suddenly with a smile on his face: "Hi, I'm Cedric Diggory."

"Hello, hello." Harry and Ron held his hand one after another, obviously a little nervous.

"What courses have you all taken?" Leffya looked at the recommended course schedule and pulled her red-brown curly hair. "At least two courses, there is no upper limit."

"I have chosen three courses—divination, ancient runes, and protection of magical creatures," Rosalind looked at her timetable, "I won't take arithmetic and divination, and I won't in this life—Merlin No idea how much I hate math!"

"I also took a Muggle Studies course on top of yours—to be honest, I feel that time is very tight." Lizzy sighed softly, "Hufflepuff students are not easy at all~"

Cedric looked at the timetable in his hand, and silently crossed out the arithmetic and divination class.

"What class did you choose? Seid." Rosalind tugged on the sleeve of the person next to her, and happened to see the cross behind the arithmetic and divination class.

"Same as you." Cedric was as gentle as ever, his gray eyes filled with warm autumn water.

"... Shall we go for a walk together later?" Rosalind felt that there was a place in her heart that was dull, but it was also sore.

When school just started, there were no people by the Black Lake—and it was night.

"Why didn't you choose arithmetic and divination? I remember that you studied it when you were at home." Rosalind asked softly, recalling the crossed-out course she saw in the afternoon.

"It's nothing, it's just that if you choose it, the schedule will be very tight - Ezel and I have to go to Quidditch every week." Cedric's voice floated in the wind, "And you didn't choose ?"

"You don't have to be Seid with me." The girl turned to look at him, not knowing what was going on in her head for a moment: "Of course I am very happy that you are willing to take the same courses as me-but It shouldn't be your shackles. You don't have to change or cater to me for me, you are the best Cedric in Hufflepuff!"

"Besides, don't you want to know whether divination is useful or arithmetic is more reliable?" The girl's voice pulsated in his ears with a youthful breath. He never thought that she would find out about it, nor did she In my heart, I hope that he can stick to his original choice——

But the girl in front of him might not know that his initial choice was Rosalind Shen.

"I believe you will get a good grade in the arithmetic and divination class. When the time comes, I will teach you to use the crystal ball to divination, and you will teach me to use math divination."

"Thank you, Rosa." Cedric sighed and hugged the girl in front of him, resting his head gently on her neck.

It's been a long time since they put aside all their troubles and thoughts and just hugged each other.

His little roses really soothed his occasionally restless soul.

Rosalind would often see a brown-haired little witch studying hard in the library, but today the girl huddled alone in the corner of the corridor was obviously in a sad mood.

Looking at the girl with red eyes in front of her, Rosalind couldn't help touching her thick and fluffy hair with some distress: "Don't cry, maybe I can help you share some pain?"

Hermione looked up at the stranger Hufflepuff, but she still said, "Thank you."

Rosalind hugged her gently, perhaps out of the subtle feeling between girls, Hermione also threw herself completely into her arms, and her eyes couldn't help but get wet again.

"I know you, smart little witch~" Rosalind stroked her back and comforted her like a sister, "Maybe, would you like to tell me what made you cry?"

The villain in his arms whimpered, and Rosalind continued: "I heard that you are excellent in every subject, you know, few people can be as good as you, not even Ravenclaw students. So good in every course."

Hermione gradually stopped sobbing, she looked up at Rosalind, her crying eyes were a little grateful.Rosalind slowly comforted her with an affirmative tone: "Excellent people don't necessarily don't fit in well, it's just that they usually take longer to find like-minded friends than ordinary people."

As she spoke, she took a star hair clip from her head and stroked the hair around her ear, and then gently clamped it on it: "There is a famous saying in China - 'It is gold that always shines', People around you will notice your sparkle one day too, so just smile!"

Hermione finally showed a smile when she heard the words, and Rosalind touched her face: "That's right! Girls are the cutest creatures in the world, so you must smile more!"

Hermione nodded, humming.After a while, she opened her lips and asked, "You are the first person at Hogwarts who wants to be my friend. My name is Hermione Granger. What's your name?"

Rosalind raised a standard Hufflepuff smile: "Rosalind Shen, Hufflepuff's third year."

"Can I call you Rosalind from now on?" Hermione looked at her quietly with her big brown eyes.

"You can do it now, clever little Hermione." Rosalind winked at her, making Hermione laugh again.

Rosalind stood up and held out her hand to Hermione: "Okay, it's time for us to have lunch. I think my favorite small cake and rich pumpkin soup should be on the table by now!"

Hermione grabbed her hand and stood up, and the two girls walked towards the auditorium arm in arm.

When Rosalind was dragged to the library by Hermione again, she decided to introduce her to Lizzie—they both liked the library very much, and they almost regarded it as their second home!

Facts have proved that when two high school masters meet, there is no competition between the same grade and the same school, which also contributes to the achievement of the attribute of "sympathy and sympathy".

Harry became the youngest Seeker in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and he also had a light wheel 2000-this has to start with Draco snatching Neville Longbottom's memory ball;

The relationship between Hermione and Harry and Ron was also turned over because of the troll incident;

But Draco's "mudblood" really made him and the three little lions of Gryffindor form a bridge;

In his first year at Hogwarts, the Savior once again became famous in the school by defeating the mysterious man.

Rosalind once wanted to find a chance to chat with Draco, but the two colleges don't have public classes together even if they are at the same level, let alone students from different grades?

"Has Cho Zhang also become a Quidditch player?" Rosalind couldn't help asking, looking at the only girl with long hair flying around in the air.

Levia squinted her eyes to identify the beautiful figure: "I think so, and, it looks like she should be a Chaser."

After the game, Rosalind gave Cedric a rewarding hug as usual - and accepted a golden snitch along the way.

"Qiu also joined the Quidditch team, and is the Chaser of the Ravenclaw team?" She glanced at the Asian girl in Eagle Court and asked.

"Well, objectively speaking, her strength should not be underestimated." Cedric nodded, then took out another candy from his pocket and handed it to Rosalind.

Rosalind skillfully opened the piece of Zizi honey candy, but didn't put it in her mouth immediately: "Do you like her?" She put the candy in her mouth and asked pretendingly relaxed.

As if it were an irrelevant question.Yes, as if.

Cedric was taken aback when he heard the words, and slightly lowered his eyes at the girl who was looking in front of him, raised his eyebrows: "I don't like it. Why do you ask?" Seeing that Rosalind had no intention of answering the question, he added: "I and She has nothing to do with her, but I have to admit that she is a good Quidditch player. However, I really don't like her." Cedric stroked Rosalind's hair with one free hand, not noticing the girl's slight Yang's mouth.

The sweetness of Zizi honey candy spread from the tip of the tongue to the whole mouth, the sun caressed her white and tender cheeks, and even the wind carried these sweet tastes.