[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

If you are jealous, you must kiss to coax it well.

The barkeeper, who was wiping a glass with a rag that looked as if it had never been washed, was dumbfounded at the sight.His bar had probably never been so crowded.

Rosalind was shocked when she saw the crowd that was about to fill the room. When she subconsciously turned her head to look at Cedric, she also looked into the boy's eyes full of surprise.

These newcomers sat down around the five of them in twos and threes: some looked very excited, while others were full of curiosity. When Luna first came in, she was in a daze alone, but she jumped up and down after seeing Rosalind. He jumped up and ran over to sit next to her.In order to make her sit more comfortably, the girl took the initiative to move to the side. When she saw the rabbit doll embroidered by herself in her backpack, Rosalind couldn't help but smiled and rubbed her dark golden brown hair. .

At this time, a dark-haired girl smiled at them: "Harry, Senior Cedric, long time no see~"

Hearing the sound, she raised her head, and it turned out that Qiu brought her friends with her, which made Rosalind feel a little unbelievable—Hermione said that Harry liked Qiu very much, but she accepted other people's invitations at the Christmas ball first.

But who is this "long time no see" said to?

Is it for both of them or just Cedric?

"Okay, um—long time no see!" Harry didn't think too much, and stammered the response.

Rosalind didn't make a sound, and while Luna was playing with her fingers, she was distracted to look at Cedric - he just nodded with a smile.

Qiu also smiled shyly, but her friend, the girl with light reddish blonde curly hair, didn't smile, but looked at Harry with a slightly disdainful look, and seemed to have something to say. He glanced thoughtfully at Cedric.

After everyone sat down in their chairs, their voices gradually calmed down.All eyes were on Cedric and Harry.

"Um," said Hermione, her voice a little higher than usual because of nervousness, "uh - uh, hello everyone."

The group turned their attention to her, but their eyes continued to flick to the two warriors from time to time.

Hermione tried to keep her voice calm so that she could clearly convey the purpose and meaning of her trip to the dozens of people in front of her.However, after talking about Voldemort, there was still a small disturbance in the crowd-some people screamed, some people spilled wine on themselves...

Cedric and Harry also gradually became the center of the topic, taking over Hermione's burden and continuing to tell the story.

Rosalind's eyes have been following Cedric since he spoke, and the brown-haired boy talked like a leader.Hermione was very happy about this, because Harry himself didn't like to reveal his true thoughts in public, and he had always been hesitant about establishing this organization. Cedric's joining undoubtedly made the success of this matter a lot. It has improved a lot.

When Hermione approached her last night and said that Cedric and Harry should be the teachers of Defense Against the Dark Arts together, Rosalind felt a little awkward: on the one hand, she didn't really want Cedric to be involved in any vortex again. , but at the same time, she also hoped that Cedric would have a place to show off her talents. After discussing with him, Cedric just asked her a word——

"Do you want me to go?"

Rosalind only remembered that she hesitated for a while, and finally nodded while looking at those gray eyes full of galaxies.

"Okay," Hermione breathed a sigh of relief after the two of them had explained everything, "then, the second question is, how often do we have lessons. I don't think there's anything less than once a week." use--"

"Wait," Angelina interrupted her suddenly, "make sure this doesn't conflict with our Quidditch training."

"Yes," Qiu nodded in agreement, "it can't conflict with ours."

"And ours," said Zacharias Smith.

"I'm sure we can find an evening that suits everyone," said Hermione a little impatiently, "but you know, it's important, we're talking about learning how to defend ourselves against Voldemort's Death Eaters— "

"Well said!" exclaimed Ernie MacMillan, and Rosalind was taken aback by his voice, "I personally think it's really, really important, probably more important than anything else we're going to do this year, even Including the upcoming OWLs!"

He cast a dignified glance at everyone, as if waiting for someone to shout "That's not right!" Seeing that no one spoke, he continued: "I personally wonder why the Ministry of Magic gave us a Such a useless teacher stuffed in. Apparently, they refuse to believe You-Know-Who has returned, but to send us a teacher who's going to do everything possible to prevent us from using defensive spells—"

"We think that the reason why Umbridge won't let us practice Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Hermione, "is because she has some... some ridiculous idea in her head that Dumbledore is going to use the school's students as a A secret army. She thought Dumbledore would encourage us to fight the Ministry."

Almost everyone was dumbfounded when they heard the news, except Luna, who interjected, "Yes, that makes a lot of sense. In fact, Cornelius Fudge has his own secret army."

"What?" Harry asked, completely taken aback by the unexpected situation.

"Yes, he has an army of Heliopaus," Luna said solemnly.

"Impossible," said Hermione curtly.

Luna raised her silver eyes and glanced at her: "It's absolutely true."

"What's Heliopa?" Neville asked, frowning, looking bewildered.

"They're fire spirits," Luna explained to him, their bulging eyes widening, making her appear crazier than usual, "huge, blazing creatures that gallop across the land, Everything burned up—”

"They don't exist, Neville," said Hermione sharply.

"Oh, it exists!" Luna was also a little angry.

The impatience in Hermione's eyes was even worse, so she asked sharply, "I'm sorry, what evidence do you have?"

"Plenty of eyewitness reports. Just because you're so ignorant, you need everything stuffed up your nose to—"

"Bang—" A wooden barrel filled with wine suddenly fell to the ground and made a loud noise. Everyone looked at the source of the sound in unison. Rosalind cast a spell to make it return to its original place and smiled apologetically at the crowd: "Sorry to disturb everyone—but didn't we just decide how often to meet for defense class?"

"Yeah," said Hermione immediately, "yes, you're right, Rosa."

Lee Jordan rolled his eyes and said, "I say, once a week is fine."

"As long as—" Angelina was about to speak when Hermione interrupted: "Yes, yes, we know that there are Quidditch balls." Hermione responded nervously: "We are tentatively The venue is the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor—we'll be meeting there."

"Now we have decided on the teacher and teaching location," Hermione continued after receiving Rosalind's affirmative gaze, "When we confirm the time for the first meeting, we will send a message to inform everyone."

After speaking, she rummaged in her bag for a while, took out parchment and a quill, and then hesitated, as if determined to force herself to speak out.

"I, I want everyone to write their names down so we know who's here today. I also think," she took a deep breath, "that we should all agree that we don't so that once you sign, you agree not to tell Umbridge or anyone else about us."

Fred held out his hand for the parchment and signed his name gladly, but Cedric noticed at once that several people were not very happy to hear that their names were being put on the list.

"Uh..." Zacharias said slowly, not taking the parchment that George handed over. "Um... I think Ernie will tell me when the party is."

But Ernie also seemed hesitant about signing, and Hermione raised her dark brown eyebrows slightly displeased with him.

"I... well, we're prefects," Ernie blurted out, "and if the list is found out by...well, I mean...you said it yourself, if Umbridge finds out— "

"You just said that participating in this group is the most important thing you want to do this year." Rosalind reminded aloud, and even added: "Besides, Seid and I are also prefects."

"I, yes," Ernie said, "yes, you're prefects too, it's just—"

"Ernie, do you really think I'm going to throw this list around?" said Hermione angrily, her eyebrows almost knit together.

"No, no, of course not," Ernie said, looking less worried, "I—well, of course I'm going to sign."

After Ernie, there was no further objection, though Rosalind noticed Cho's girlfriend giving her a reproachful look before signing her name.

When the last person - Zacharias - had also signed, Hermione took the parchment back and carefully put it in her bag.

There is a strange feeling in the group now.It seems like everyone just signed a contract.

"Okay, time flies." Fred said carelessly, while standing up, "George, Lee and I have to go shopping for some highly confidential items, see you later!"

Others also stood up in twos and threes to leave.Cho dawdly fastened the buckles on her schoolbag before leaving, her long, cascading black hair flowing forward and blocking her face, but her girlfriend stood beside her, arms folded, impatiently Smacking her tongue, Qiu had no choice but to go with her.As her girlfriend accompanied her out the door, Cho turned and waved in the direction of Harry and Cedric.

Hermione wanted to buy a new quill, so the five of them "parted ways".

Cedric took his little rose to Honeydukes, but Rosalind never spoke to him or even held his hand.

"What's the matter?" The boy looked at the stern-faced fiancee with some doubts, "Did you encounter any unhappy things?"

"Yes." Rosalind raised the corner of her mouth at him with a half-smile.

Cedric was a little confused by her eccentric performance: "Would you like to talk to me? Maybe I can help you share it."

"You still have contact with Qiu?" Rosalind didn't make him think too much.

"No, it's only occasionally when Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are doing Quidditch training together." Cedric recalled seriously: "Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

Cedric couldn't help but think of the girl in front of him who was jealous because of her, and something suddenly became clear in his mind.

"Are you jealous again?" - He really wanted to ask that, but considering Little Rose's thin skin, he decided to "confess and be lenient": "Didn't Harry like her a long time ago? Ever since the top three After the Tournament, I've heard people say that she's changed her mind about Harry—he's a real Hogwarts champion, after all."

Rosalind snorted softly, making it difficult to tell whether she responded or doubted for a moment.

Watching her pick out the sweets on the shelf in the corner, Cedric came up behind her and gently put his arms around her, resting his head on her shoulder: "I only know you well—" Spraying his slightly hot breath In the ear, Rosalind trembled uncontrollably, only to hear the deep voice say again: If you don't believe me, turn your head. "

The girl was confused by him and didn't know what to do. At this moment, she turned her head away in half annoyance when she heard the words.

The warm touch imprinted on the lips, Cedric left a kiss and then raised her chin to peck the corner of her mouth:

"My little vinegar jar~"