[HP] The only way to tell twins apart

But Wendy didn't care about these details, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen the secret route for her Valentine's Day date.

Afterwards, Fred showed Wendy a more useful secret passage, and finally the two of them stopped in front of a statue of a one-eyed witch.

"The next step is the last stop of today." Fred touched the witch's hat with his hand, "The secret passage leading to Honeydukes."

Wendy looked at the hunchbacked old wizard, and guessed: "Need to tap her rhythmically? Or read some password? Will she suddenly open her mouth to ask you questions, and if she answers correctly, she can enter?"

Well, it seems that Wendy has figured out how to get into the dormitories of each college.Fred thought relievedly.

Fred shook his head pretentiously. He took out his wand and tapped the stone witch: "Left and right are separated." The hump of the statue immediately opened, leaving a slender seam.

Wendy looked at the statue, then at Fred.

Fred made an inviting gesture, and Wendy crawled into the hole in an awkward position.It was dark inside, and she slid down the smooth and cold passage like a stone slide until she hit the wet ground.Wendy touched the top of her head with her hand. The cramped ceiling of the cave has disappeared, and the space has opened up a lot, so she stood up and brightened her wand.

She found herself standing in a narrow, low passage, where as long as she stood on tiptoe she touched the top of her head.

Not long after, Fred also slid down. His two legs appeared at the mouth of the slide first, stepped on the ground nimbly, and quickly got out... "Aw!" He let out a scream.

His head hit the ceiling hard.

"Damn it." Fred squatted and rubbed his head, "I always forget the height here." He was like a doll that was put in the wrong box, and he had to fold himself up as much as possible to adapt to the height of the place. space.

"We've been walking around since the fourth grade," Fred muttered. "Come on, it's not good."

The two of them walked through the winding passage together, the ground was potholed, and they would stumble if they were not careful.After walking for about 10 minutes, Fred was finally able to straighten up, and a stone step that seemed to extend infinitely appeared before their eyes.

Dim light, cold air, and broken stone steps.Wendy licked her lips, feeling her heart beating faster, as if they had already stayed in a terrible place, and they were about to encounter some weird things.

This is, Fred held Wendy's hand, his palm was warm and dry, and pulled her up the stone steps together.

Wendy suddenly thought of last year's Christmas ball, the way he dragged her down the stairs.The long hair that would shake with the rhythm of running has been cut, and now the short red hair is lying playfully.

The memory of how they got closer and closer is already a bit blurred, but those heart-stirring episodes seem to be relived as soon as they close their eyes.

"Here we are." Fred stopped suddenly, raising his wand so that the light source was aimed overhead, where there was a floor door.

Wendy walked up a few steps, reached out to touch the floor door, turned her head, and asked, "Should I just push it?"

"Outside is Honeydukes' cellar," Fred explained. "Generally speaking, Hogsmeade is safe when it's open, and no one cares to come here."

Wendy was a little eager to try.

"But I have something for you." Fred bowed his head and fumbled in his pocket.

Wendy stared at his movements curiously, saw him put his hands in his pockets, looked up at herself, and asked, "Do you remember last year's Christmas ball, why did you want to be my dance partner?"

"Hmm—" Wendy frowned, pretending to be thinking hard, and finally said mischievously, "Because you're so cute?"

You don't even believe it yourself.

"Really, you are so cute now." Wendy said seriously. She stood taller than Fred, and raised her hand just to press Fred's shoulder.

In Fred's hand was a square box of red velvet, shaped like a jewelry box for rings, but larger and flatter.

Wendy pursed her lips and looked at the box: "For me?"

What is it?Necklaces, tiaras...rings?

Fred pointed to the box with his wand, and said in a low voice: "Right." The box popped open, and a mirror was mounted on the lid. , becomes a larger mirror.He held the bottom of the box, changed the angle, and aimed at the floor door above.

Wendy bent down slightly, and looked carefully at the mirror. What was shown in the mirror was not her own face, but a vague square shadow, which she didn't know what it was.

Wendy blinked her eyes, feeling a little confused. At this moment, another shaking figure appeared in the mirror, which became clearer and clearer until Wendy could see what the facial features of that person looked like.He bent down and picked up a vague square object, which became blurred again until it disappeared.

"This is..." Wendy thought for a while, "A looking glass that can clearly image?"

Fred didn't speak, he grinned, and winked triumphantly at Wendy: "I've been researching for two years, and I finally succeeded, without George's help."

Wendy touched the mirror with her finger. She couldn't remember the name of that junior, but she remembered that his looking mirror was very big. She didn't expect Fred to make it so small and delicate, and it was still very beautiful. easy to use.

"I don't even remember." Wendy took the looking glass from Fred.Who, after a happy and exciting Christmas carnival, will remember that reason, and that unimportant looking glass.

"I remember." Fred said, his eyes were bright, and under Wendy's gaze, he said affectionately and implicitly, "I remember everything."

If his expression is not so expectant, it seems that he has racked his brains to do a very happy thing, and he can't wait to be surrounded by a hundred sentences of "You are so amazing", with words written on the corners of his eyes and brows: I am so good, hurry up! If you praise me, Wendy will be more touched.Maybe the sentence just now was decided after a long time of deliberation.

So cute.

Wendy smiled, and she applauded and said, "You are amazing, Fred." She hugged Fred all at once, rubbed his face, and announced loudly, "I love you so much." Said Then, kissed his face hard.

A qualified boyfriend is to rack his brains to make his girlfriend happy.

A more qualified girlfriend is to cooperate with him no matter how unromantic his efforts are.

What's more, he always remembers it.

Afterwards, the two sneak out from Honeydukes.On the recommendation of the veteran Fred, he bought a lot of prank toys and went to inspect Wright's store in Hogsmeade.

No matter what the two of them do together, it's fun. Even Fred's casual jokes can make Wendy laugh for a long time.They wandered until it rained, and at Wendy's strong request, they went to Patiff Teahouse to take shelter from the rain.On entering there was a weeping Cho Chang, and Harry sitting at a lace-covered table, watched by the entire teahouse.Harry didn't even bother to speak to them, and rushed into the rain.

It seems that not everyone's relationship is smooth.For example, Harry who was chasing someone in the heavy rain, and George who should have been with his girlfriend captain in the rain by now.

Wendy was driven back by the sweet and greasy smell in the room, and the two finally went to Three Broomsticks.After a while, I saw Harry walking in with his head turned. He sat in a corner, and Wendy noticed that Hermione was there. There were two people sitting opposite her, with the backs of their heads facing them, and it was impossible to see who it was. , probably two women.

After Valentine's Day passed and the DA had a few more sessions, they finally started practicing the Patronus Charm, and after Harry showed them his Patronus - a stag - everyone was eager to try it.

But this spell is very difficult, not everyone can master it quickly, but no matter how many times they fail, they will continue to practice vigorously.

Fred and George were the two who made the fastest progress. Actually, in Wendy's mind, they were considered geniuses. Just look at the magic tricks they developed by themselves.

Fred's Patronus was a monkey, George's a raccoon.Everyone expected their Patronuses to be the same, after all they were almost identical.

But how can there be exactly the same people in the world?

Wendy practiced for a long time, but she was still unable to conjure a formed Patronus. She could only spray a stream of silver gas from the tip of the wand.

When Fred was helping Wendy practice, his round-eyed monkey-shaped Patronus would climb up and down around him as if showing off.

"What happy things do you think about while you're casting a spell?" asked Fred.

Wendy once again conjured up a blurry shadow, and she said angrily, "Birthday, traveling with family and so on."

"You can try to think about when we kissed." Fred whispered close to Wendy's ear.

This proposal is too rogue.The tips of Wendy's ears were red, she turned her back and stopped looking at Fred.

At the rally before Easter, Wendy finally conjured up her own patron saint, a small canary flying cleverly in the air.

Seeing Wendy happily looking up at his patron saint, Fred asked, "You really want to?"

"No!" Wendy retorted immediately.

Well, I just thought about it occasionally.

Cho Chang also succeeded, and her Patronus is a swan.

Those who could successfully conjure up their patron saints all made their own patron saints, and all kinds of animals appeared in the room for a while.

Being able to guide others successfully is more gratifying than being successful yourself.Harry looked at everyone happily, and suddenly, he felt someone tugging at his trouser leg.

It's Dobby the house-elf.

"Mr. Potter, here they come!"

The author has something to say: Regarding the patron saint of the twins, I didn’t find any official information, but I found two pictures on the post bar. I don’t know where it came from, so I just set it according to that.The picture can't tell who is who the twins are, so I finally asked my friends to help me decide.