[HP] The only way to tell twins apart

"What do you think is inside?" Wendy tried again to see the inside of the fenced field, and really wanted to know what the first item was.

Alma said absently, "Don't look, you can't see it unless you fly into the sky."

"Oh, you are such a genius, Alma." Wendy seemed to be moved, "If I ride up on a broomstick, will I see the whole picture of the stadium?"

"Are you serious?" Alma stared at Wendy.She really looked sincere, as if there was nothing in the world that attracted her more than there, "If you really fly up, I've already seen your labor service for the next month."

Wendy sighed regretfully.

"I can go to watch the game tomorrow afternoon, why do you want to find out what the project is in advance." Alma looked crazy, "I have been annoyed by you for several days. Cedric is not as good as you Positive, I saw him reading in the common room yesterday, how unhurried he is."

"He might be scratching his head and wanting to know. And he's not as free as I am. He must be working hard to review more spells to help him get more points in the game." Wendy curled her lips, "This is The difference between a warrior and a spectator."

"I hope he can get good grades tomorrow." Alma said worriedly.

The first project is brilliant.

Until all the warriors passed their tests and the scores were announced, the audience exited in an orderly manner.Wendy was still looking around reluctantly at the venue.Her voice was a little hoarse from the loud cheers and screams, but it didn't stop her grabbing the railing and saying to Alma, "It's so cool, it's so exciting. You saw those dragon trainers Is it? I want to ask them for an autograph."

"Wendy!" Alma yelled, interrupting her, "Cedric has gone back, we should give him condolences."

"Yes, yes, hero." Wendy shouted.

In the evening, the Hufflepuffs throw a celebration for Cedric Diggory in the common room.

Entering December, the increasingly cold weather did not dampen the little wizards' enthusiasm for the Triwizard Tournament. Now walking in Hogwarts Castle, you can hear them talking about the thrill of the first project everywhere, There is also speculation about a second item.

Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter, these two people will be surrounded by enthusiastic eyes wherever they go.Even Wendy, when passing by Harry Potter one time, shouted at him: "Good job." After all, he flies very well, and he is the youngest, a brave little boy .

As Christmas approached, the focus of everyone's discussion was finally not the first project, but the Yule Ball.The air in the castle also became ambiguous.

Prom, gown, dance partner, the combination of these words always makes people think of something romantic.Every girl wants to be invited, preferably by that particular person.

"Erma, if someone invites you, you'd better agree." Wendy whispered to Alma, "I heard the group of boys say that Diggory is already planning to invite Qiu Zhang from Ravenclay gone."

"Why didn't he invite a Hufflepuff girl?" Alma said unwillingly.

Wendy patted Alma on the shoulder: "I think Seuss is pretty good."

"What about you? Has anyone invited you?" Alma sighed, looked at Wendy and said.

Wendy lowered her voice, her tone was very mysterious: "Miller said he would lend me his remodeled looking glass to play with for a while, as long as I bring him to the Christmas ball."

"Miller? Which Miller? Why didn't I know there was another Miller." Alma frowned suspiciously, then slowly widened her eyes, "Unless he is..."

"A cute little boy in the third grade." Wendy blinked.

"But he's only in the third grade. Is he as tall as you? Can he dance with you?" Alma raised her voice.

"I haven't paid attention to this. The point is the remodeled looking glass, Alma." Wendy didn't care at all, "There are plenty at the dance, but he won't sell me the remodeled looking glass."

Alma didn't understand Wendy's idea at all, and she tried to persuade Wendy to go to the Christmas ball with a male partner who could dance with him and take him out decently.

"It's not fair in itself. The prom is only open to students above the fourth grade. We should give lower grade students a chance." Wendy said righteously.

"What's more, that junior student still has a looking glass."

"It's been remodeled, I've seen it, and it can be clearly imaged." Wendy emphasized.

"As long as you're happy," Alma said.

Of course, not only one junior student would invite Wendy to be a dance partner, after all, Wendy is also pretty good-looking.She has shiny blond hair, lovely blue eyes, and a slightly baby-fat face that makes her look like a dainty doll.

That's why some boys would stop her and ask shyly... "Hi, Wendy." His words were interrupted.

Wendy looked at the red hair that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes: "Hi, but... which one?"

"Fred." Fred tilted his head.

I don't believe it.Wendy gave him a slight look: "What do you want from me?"

"I just want to ask, would you like to be my dance partner?" Fred said frankly.He didn't have any embarrassment, shyness or hesitation, just like talking about the weather, speaking frankly.

"Hey, I came first!" said the boy who was about to invite Wendy, but was ignored all the time, dissatisfied.

"Oh, sorry." Fred turned his head and gave him a look.Fred was tall, so he lowered his head slightly, looked at the brown-haired boy who was only a little taller than Wendy, and said, "Actually, you are also suitable to be my dance partner, do you want to think about it?"

His frankness and straightforwardness scare away competitors.

So Fred turned back and looked at Wendy: "So?"

"Sorry." Wendy looked into Fred's eyes, "I already have an appointment with a looking glass, oh no,."

"A looking glass?" Fred raised his eyebrows, and immediately caught the point.

Wendy explained, "Somebody said he'd lend me a repurposed looking glass if I took him to the dance." She went on emphatically, "He's not selling it to me."

"You guys already have an appointment? Formal?" Fred got closer to Wendy as he spoke. Wendy looked into those green eyes and couldn't help but tilt her head back.

"No, that's just what I said." Wendy shook her head.

"What kind of looking glass, I'll give you one." Fred grabbed Wendy's arm, "I'll make you one, exactly the same. Promise me, and be my dance partner."

"Same? Are you sure?" Wendy asked.

"I'm sure."

"Are you sure you are Fred?" Wendy asked again.

"Very sure." Fred said without thinking, he said very fast, "Hurry up, George has already gone to find Angelina, if he invites a dance partner before me, I will do labor services for him .”

"Okay, I am willing, remember what you said." Wendy nodded decisively.

"Yeah." Fred bent down and clenched his fist, pressing Wendy's shoulder excitedly, "Thank you."

"But, do you and George have labor services that are not together?" Wendy shook her body when he pressed her.

"That means I have to work two jobs at the same time, and I have to pretend to be two people." After finishing speaking, he hurried away.

Well, good luck.

The author has something to say: Long live friendship→_→

Sorry, I have a very important exam, so the update cannot be guaranteed