94 Diagon Alley

    Really, "That's right, I just happened to ask Harry how to do it." Then he slammed out of the dormitory and slammed the door again.

    In hindsight, Gwen found himself and George lying head-to-head on the cramped four-poster bed in the dormitory. All of Gwen's senses are extremely sensitive at this moment, and the only thing that is not awake is probably the brain. She just let herself lie down next to George. Seeing the dim light through the thin quilt hit George's high nose. His fiery red eyelashes were trembling slightly. She heard her heart pounding shyly. She could still hear George's long breathing, as if the ups and downs affected only Gwen. She smelled the familiar smell on the sheets, the same smell she had bumped into George's arms twice before. The wizard's laundry soap smelled so reassuring now, and there was some woody dogwood, Gwen lifted his nose, and yes, spearmint toothpaste.

    What happened next was completely beyond Gwen's expectations. Her heart rose slowly, and a warm feeling made her unable to control herself and did what she wanted to do most at the moment.

    Under the thin sheet, she leaned forward slightly and kissed George's lips lightly.

    A soft, warm teen's lips were attached.

    Gwen's buoyant heart almost jumped out of her head, as if she had forgotten that she had been anxious and angry about the twins' secret for the first few minutes. Now she just wants to do it again.

    "Oh no." George opened his beautiful lips blankly, but said something Gwen never thought of.

    "Oh no?" Gwen stopped. Her flying heart fell back heavily, and there was a heavy and hard iron block in her stomach, which was slamming down on her and cutting her open.

    "Oh no?" She repeated softly again, and then her silver eyes filled with tears. George felt that it was like the moon in the black lake water, gradually receding from him.

    The fact is also true, Gwen almost bounced off the bed, she lifted the quilt and bed sheet, wiped her face indiscriminately, and flew out of the boys' dormitory. The next second, Fred, who was hiding outside the door, came in.

    "Why did you make her cry?" Fred was a little puzzled, "I didn't go out to hide to make you cry."

    George was sitting on the bed frantically scratching his hair. "I shouldn't have tried that perfume on myself."

    Fred showed an unbelievable expression, and went over to smell it. Then he gave a sly grin.

    "Good news and bad news, bro."

    George didn't have the heart to pay attention to him, but also didn't have the courage to get up and go after Gwen.

    Fred took two steps around the bed to himself, "The good news is that you don't smell at all, I can only smell sweat." A fan in front of the nose. Then looked at his twin brother sympathetically.

    "The bad news is that you really **** Gwen off."

    George's face flushed, then turned pale.

    He sighed and fell into his soft bed, the sweet scent of a girl still lingering on the tip of his nose. And kisses that have docked softly like butterflies.

    "This sucks."

    A first love that ends without beginning

    George realizes for the first time that the intersection of his and Gwen's life trajectories at Hogwarts is pitiful. Aside from the three meals in the auditorium, the courses of different grades made it almost impossible for them to meet each other in the huge castle.

    He had always considered himself a caring friend who knew Gwen.

    "Katie," George finally caught a fifth grader, "do you know where Gwen is? She didn't go to dinner today."

    As one of Gwen's few friends at school—and a roommate—she was clearly the best candidate for a cross-examination. However, Katie didn't seem to want to talk to him at the moment, she just told him coldly: "I don't know, she left by herself after the Transfiguration get out of class."

    George found his sister Ginny again. If there is a teammate on his side with the girls, it must be a Weasley girl.

    "I've let you down, George." Ginny looked like a **** off lion, "Gwen isn't in the dorm. I'm not going to say anything nice to you - of course, she didn't tell us at all What happened, and I wanted to ask you, why are Gwen's eyes swollen like walnuts this morning?"

    George couldn't let his little sister know what kind of stupid things he did after being kissed yesterday, he believed that Gwen would not want to let others know, so he simply took it all on himself On: "I'm a badass. I **** her off."

    As for Gwen, she is now following Professor Snape to the dungeon.

    The incident happened after the Transfiguration class, Gwen slipped and followed the crowd to go to the underground kitchen to ask the elf for something to eat. She hasn't had a drop of water since yesterday. Gwen thought that she was a little sensible. What happened in the boys' dormitory made her ashamed and annoyed. She was really in no mood to face George and Fred, who shared a face with George. So she decided to avoid all opportunities to meet them, including dining in the Great Hall.

    At the warm invitation of the elf, Gwen drank a full bowl of onion soup and stuffed two pieces of crispy bread. She thought about it all night, she shouldn't be angry about this, but her sensibility made her uncontrollably wronged.

    "It wasn't right from the start," Gwen confided to Dobby and Winky, the two pixies who entertained her. "I can always tell the difference easily." Then she scooped up a spoonful of rice pudding with custard. "You'll keep it a secret for me, right?"

    The two little elves with big eyes and big ears nodded hurriedly.

    "It's obvious to me that George has a small mole on his neck. Fred's lips are thinner and George's eyebrows are higher. Fred is more lively That one, George is the more steady one. But his wand is like a little broom..." Gwen swallowed another mouthful of rice pudding.

    Dobby is a good listener and will add the right reaction at the right time. Like now, he's explaining to Winky, "It's the twins—they look exactly alike, and Dobby can't tell them apart."

    Winky is a melancholy-looking elf, she seems to have just arrived at Hogwarts.

    Gwen continued: "I thought the three of us were good friends, just like Harry, Ron and Hermione. It's just that I'm not that smart, and the three of us haven't done much good Son. But I don't have the same feelings for George and Fred." She touched her nose, as if remembering something funny. "I mean, I seem to rely more on George."

    The elf's empathy is always very strong, and now Dobby has put his hands on his face and put on a sweet look. Gwen simply invited them to sit together at the low dining table.

    "He treats me differently, compared to Fred. I thought he treated me as a girl, not a normal friend." Gwen was a little irritable. "So I'm not happy that that pretty veela caught George's attention the other day."

    Dobby understands and discusses Beauxbatons' Warriors with Winky for a while.

    "So I thought about it for a long time yesterday, and finally figured out that my positioning of him was wrong. I can't ask him to like me just because I like him." Gwen used the silver spoon He tapped the empty plate, "Then I have no reason to be mad at George."

    This time Dobby and Winky are at a loss, their big heads and limited experience can't tell them what to say now - to a lost love witch.

    "But I'm not alone. I can't tell me to stop liking him immediately, how can I say no to love?" Gwen's eyes looked in the air, As if it had a human face. "I can't face them as long as I have this feeling for a day." Otherwise, I might do the same stupid thing as yesterday, Gwen added inwardly.

    Recovering, Gwen finds the new elf, Winky, wailing and Dobby comforting him.

    Gwen was also a little confused, how could her unrequited love tragedy make the audience cry so sadly, should she cry again? But Merlin was on top, she almost cried last night.

    "Bad Winky!" Winky threw herself forward from the stool, fell face down on the slate floor, beat her small fists, and screamed in pain . "My poor master, what will he do without Winky? He needs me, he needs my help! Winky loves my Master so much, I've taken care of the Master's family since I was born! And Bad Winky is set free!"

    Well, Gwen understands now, the elf is probably broken up too. She actually felt the same way as a magical creature.

    "Winky, don't let me comfort you." Gwen patted her big ear. "Could it be that your master is also a handsome wizard, and he also rejected your courtship?"

    The elf cried even louder, "Winky didn't take care of him! I didn't take good care of him! My little master! Poor master, Winky won't help him anymore!"

    "A wizard always takes care of himself," said Gwen, saying the words to himself, then took another orange and stuffed it into his robe.

    "Little master can't do it!" She burst into tears again, and buried her face in her skirt and cried. Seeing that she couldn't help her, Gwen asked Dobby to find a way, then thanked them sincerely for their hospitality, and left the Hogwarts kitchen.

    Gwen went out to find the Slytherin students waiting outside the Potions classroom. Everyone has a pin on the front of their robes.