[HP] Hogwarts students

Chapter 24

The light in the trophy showroom was very dim, the dim light of the starry sky outside the window did not play any role, the surrounding was very silent, only the crackling of the burning torches on the wall.

"Buff up all the trophies and medals," said Filch with a grim grin, as he dropped a large bottle of Mrs. Skoll's All-Purpose Miracle Stain Remover at our feet, along with a Rag, "I'll check in about every 10 minutes."

After he finished speaking, he took his patrol partner, Mrs. Norris the cat, and left, leaving only Ron and I looking at each other.

"I'm in charge of the left, and you are in charge of the right?" Ron smiled wryly, picked up the rag on the ground, and handed one to me.

I shook the rag, and there was more dust on it than on the trophy. I really didn't know whether it was getting dirtier or dirtier.

I shook my head and joined Ron's team, and the two of us silently wiped every trophy on the display rack.

It was actually a nice experience getting to know many of the wonderful alumni who graduated from Hogwarts, and I would have been happier if I hadn't been forced to.

To my surprise, I also saw my dad's name in the Quebec series, with an old photo next to it.

Back then, my father was full of vigor, with a sunny smile on his youthful face. He held up the Quidditch trophy and played and played with his teammates.

Unknowingly, a smile appeared on my face.When I wiped the third row of display shelves, I was pleasantly surprised to find a few fluffy little spiders on it. I carefully held them in the palm of my hand, turned around and called Ron's name.

"Ron! Come on, see what I've found?"

"What?" Ron was a little faster than me, and when I called him, he poked his head out from the other side and walked towards me. He glanced at my palm casually.

Then another glance.

Then he narrowed his eyes and stared at my palm, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Then... "Ouch!" Ron vomited, holding on to the display rack next to him to vomit in a mess, and what came out of his mouth was - slugs!

"My God! Ron, are you okay?" I was startled and wanted to pat him on the back.But was flatly rejected by Ron: "Don't come here!... Ouch... At least throw those spiders out!"

I let the spiders out of the window in a daze, and then was accepted by Ron to approach him, and I reached out and patted his back lightly: "What's the matter? Ron, I remember Harry said that you will be here this afternoon." No more vomiting."

"Isn't it because of... spiders..." Ron finally finished vomiting, but he looked at the display rack in front of us tremblingly: the trophies that had been polished were all stained with slug mucus, and they were worse than before we came. Be dirty!

"Oh no……"

Time passed slower than a snail, and I knew I was wrong, so I could only re-wipe the position of the "Special Contribution Award" with Ron. Riddle... Special Contribution Award..."

"Why are you scaring me with spiders, Kelly?" As soon as I turned around, I saw Ron looking at me with resentful eyes, and couldn't help feeling horrified.

"Um. Fred and George told me...you like spiders best..." I stammered back, and only now did I realize that I was being played by them again.

Ron's eyes told me he got it too, but he was having a hard time fighting his brothers, so he cursed and sprayed too much stain remover: "Fred...George...!"

I don't know how long it took, but we managed to polish the trophies and medals in the entire showroom to a shiny finish, and I mopped up the slugs that Ron spit out.

Filch came to inspect it five times, each time picking something wrong and having us wipe down the duplicate trophy at least a dozen times.He reluctantly declared our confinement over when we could no longer lift our arms.

"Good night, Ron." We went back to the common room limply, and said good night to each other at the fork of the stairs.

"Good night, Kelly." Ron also answered me very tiredly.I walked up the stairs wearily, but behind me I heard Ron screaming in pain, "Damn it!"

I turned around and realized that Ron was lying on the girl's stairs that turned into a slide.

He raised his head and looked at me for a moment, both of us blushed, and we exchanged directions and went back to our own dormitory.

With the arrival of cold October, a new package and a letter arrived from Mom.At breakfast time, I was busy staying away from people who were drinking pick-me-ups for their colds, because of the constant steaming smoke coming out of their ears.

Claudia tossed the package firmly into my arms, and I opened the letter while feeding her some crumbs.As soon as I opened the envelope, a picture of a chubby, white and tender baby came into my eyes. His head, face and eyes are round. The color of the eyes is the same as mine, which is dark blue. At this time, he is wide open. eyes on the camera and spits bubbles.

"...Dear Kelly, this is your younger brother Brian, say hello to him... When you come back from Christmas vacation, you can just come back and play with him..."

My heart melts!I didn't expect little babies to be so cute!I excitedly held up the photo and showed off to those around me: "Look, this is my newborn baby brother! His name is Brian!"

"It's so cute." Parvati glanced at it and praised it casually.

"He's so round and cute!" Lavender was very face-saving, and she excitedly came over to count Brian's good looks with me.

"Yes, it's very cute. But you have to be careful, my brother is a creature that will become a little devil when he grows up." Fred also moved his head closer, and called his brother George to watch it together.

"That's right, just like little Ronnie. He used to be stupid and believed every word we said." George nodded in agreement, and Ron, who was not far from us, was about to explode. He held up a fork to defend: " I'm not... stupid!"

As Halloween was approaching, the weather was very bad, and it rained heavily every day. We had to lean against the wall tightly and walk like a lizard on the way to class, so as not to be caught by the raindrops outside the corridor. And muddy water splashed on the body.

Harry and the others are the worst, because Wood doesn't care whether it rains or not, even if there is a knife in the sky, they have to go to Quidditch training.So the daily life of the Quidditch players is to return to the lounge with muddy water all over their bodies.

At this time, Hermione and Ron were writing their homework on the desk, to be precise, Ron was writing, and Hermione was supervising; Fred and George, who had already bathed, were gathered by the fireplace, holding a lazy salamander in their hands , and when it started to burn, George threw it on the table again.

"How would you like to let this salamander eat some Fireworks?" Fred asked enthusiastically.

"What a great idea!" George quickly moved many small fireworks out of his pocket.

"Eat fireworks! Eat fireworks!" Under the leadership of Lee Jordan, we all surrounded them and began to cheer for them.And Percy—the serious prefect seemed to have noticed our side, and I quickly tugged at the corner of George's clothes, motioning him to look at Percy.

George nodded knowingly, and quickly stuffed the Filbar sparkler into the sleepy salamander's mouth.

Suddenly, the salamander swished into the air, spinning wildly in the room, releasing sparks crackling, accompanied by some loud bangs.The salamander's mouth sprays orange-red stars, which is very beautiful and spectacular.

It fled into the fire with a series of explosions.The funniest part was when Percy yelled at Fred and George over the explosion, and we laughed and made way for them.

"Kelly!" Harry walked through the crowd against the brilliance of the orange-red stars in mid-air and grabbed my hand.

My face was burning with excitement, and he pulled my wrist away from the crowd, and Harry's eyes sparkled brightly: "Kelly, on Halloween night, you can go to the Deathday party with us."

"What party?" I scratched my head and asked confusedly.

"The death day party is a ghost banquet hosted by Nearly Headless Nick. I bet few living people have attended it." Harry said happily.

Ghost banquet?I bet no fun at all...

But seeing Harry's excited appearance, I could only say vaguely: "Maybe, Harry. That sounds interesting! If I have time, you can ask me again on the Halloween party, okay?"

"Of course!" Harry agreed, and then Hermione caught him to finish his homework. I'm glad I finished it long ago, otherwise I would have to struggle to join the tutoring homework group now.

When I returned to the fireplace, Lavender stopped me suddenly: "Kelly, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" I asked her absent-mindedly, still thinking about the ghost banquet.

Lavender looked around and whispered in my ear mysteriously, "Do you know that Parvati is in love?"

"...Ah, really?" I belatedly realized that I should put on a surprised expression, and sure enough, Lavender noticed this moment of hesitation.

"You already knew!" Lavender raised his voice, attracting many people to look over.I quickly waved my hand to make her keep quiet, put my hand on her shoulder and retracted into the corner.

"It's not too early... She just told me that she has a boyfriend, but I don't know who it is!"

At this moment, Lavender became complacent. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Really? But I know who it is."

My eyes started to light up, and I grabbed her hands tightly to my chest: "Lavender! Please, tell me!"

"I don't need to tell you at all, are you too dull? Look there." She gave me a contemptuous look, and quietly pointed to the shadow beside the bookcase with her finger.

I turned around and squinted my eyes for a closer look, only to find that it was Parvati sitting there with a boy, the two of them hugging each other and biting their ears intimately; Ann Thomas!