Is it difficult to buy a sweater?
When the weather got cold, Sean had already asked two seniors from Weasley. They promised to find an opportunity to sneak to Hogsmeade Village today to buy some clothes for themselves - including scarves, sweaters, singles, and boots.
Unexpectedly, they had a bad start and were discovered just as they were about to leave the castle.
In the corner of the corridor at that time:
"The sweater - of course - is very simple!"
Fred blinked.
"Now that you've found us—"
George secretly gave Fred a look.
"Then you need to know our price!"
Fred understands it.
"Five Sickles one piece!"
George shouted, and then looked at Sean without leaving any trace.
"Deal!"
Sean is very impressive.
"Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no... six Sickles!"
George is looking for compensation like crazy.
"Deal!"
Sean held senior Weasley's hand.
The senior shook it off as if he was electrocuted:
"Seven!"
"Deal!"
"Eight, no, nine...Merlin's beard!"
George is soft.
"Three Gold Galleons... scarves, sweaters, singles, gloves and boots are all available!"
Fred senior quoted a fixed price.
"We only earned you one Sickles, definitely not one more Knut!"
"I believe you."
Sean said.
"Two Gold Galleons—please stop."
George senior said weakly,
"I've never seen a little wizard like you, those guys..."
"They thought we were going to earn ten Gold Galleons from them!"
Fred took the call.
"But in fact they only bought ten Knut!"
George looked at Sean strangely.
"Let's go, don't make us regret it..."
Sean nodded.
After taking a few steps, senior Fred put his arm around George's shoulders and whispered:
"How much did we make?"
"Two Sickles."
George blinked.
The two looked at each other, smiled, and clapped their hands.
But just as they turned to leave, a sharp cat meow sounded.
This caused the two figures who had just entered the secret passage to run away.
"How could Mrs. Norris appear here at nine o'clock in the evening! Fred!"
George shouted.
"How would I know!"
Fred threw a ball filled with big bubble powder, but unfortunately Mrs. Norris had already caught up.
Sean, who waited in the corridor for a while, left Mrs. Norris a little disappointed.
In short, when Sean saw the two seniors again, he was watching them in solitary confinement in Dungeon.
For five days, they could not escape from Professor Snape - even though they promised that they would sneak out for an hour to buy warm clothes for Sean.
It was not until today that the two people who were arranged by Professor Snape to clean the toilet ended their confinement. According to Fred, the reason why they ended early was because they confessed several Gryffindor.
"Oh, they, although they are our brothers--"
George said fondly.
"But you added enough money!"
Fred blinked.
It fits Sean's stereotype of Gemini. He will be worried for a while, if other people give money, will they give themselves up?
Actually——
"Tell me - why did you sneak out?"
Professor Snape's voice was like a biting cold wind, making Fred who was cleaning the windows and George who was sweeping the floor shiver in Dungeon.
"We are just verifying a secret passage."
Fred said bravely.
"It is said that the secret passage has been abandoned long ago."
George said seriously.
Professor Snape didn't say anything, he just threatened with a smile:
"If I let you clean the bathroom for two weeks..."
"Buy a sweater, Professor!"
George looked sad.
"We need sweaters, Professor."
Fred also pretended to be sincere.
Unexpectedly, Professor Snape just stared at them silently for a while and then told them to get out Dungeon.
Hogwarts Great Hall ri.
The enchanted ceiling showed a clear gray-blue color, and a few thin clouds slowly drifted from above. The air was filled with the warm aroma of baking bread, mixed with the morning moisture.
Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings coming from far and near, like heavy rain beating on the window.
Hundreds of owls flooded in from the high windows, their brown, gray, and white wings intertwined together, making them vaguely unrecognizable to the little wizards—until the owls flew back to their long table.
A sharp sound of Howler suddenly sounded somewhere, and the four people sitting nearby, Sean, Hermione, Neville and Justin, covered their ears as usual.
Justin stared out of the colorful window. The heavy rain was beginning to stop, but those trees were not so lucky. At least half of their leaves had fallen off.
A silver-gray owl flew proudly in front of Justin, carrying a thick and deep package.
He looked at Sean carefully, who was still attacking the apple pie. So he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Inside the package was a thick sweater and gloves, along with a photo of four little wizards. The little wizards in the photo were basically shivering from the cold. Their expressions were different, but strangely, they were all looking at the little wizard in the center.
His green eyes were slightly warm in the firelight.
On the back of the photo is a line of writing:
[Dear Finley:
I have heard many stories, and I think that the area of his eyes must be smaller than the lake;
I suppose such eyes cannot cry;
Perhaps standing in front of him was like standing by the lake, with thin mist stretching to the sky.
Always cherish your friends.
——Always proud of you: Liliana]
Justin collected the letter in silence and left Great Hall when Sean didn't seem to notice.
At the same time, a spotted owl landed next to Hermione. The little witch also glanced at Sean, and then left Great Hall briskly.
Sean silently looked away from the delicious food - why did he feel that Justin and Hermione were a little strange recently?
in the classroom.
The fireplace was burning fiercely, and Sean entered the classroom holding "Standard Spells: Elementary" and a small notebook belonging to Professor Flitwick.
When he approached the fireplace habitually, a gust of cold wind seemed to launch a final offensive, but Sean took a big step forward and it failed.
On his seat, a letter with gold edges lay quietly.
Sean walked over silently and saw the package under the letter.
He was stunned for a moment and opened the envelope:
[I can't believe it's autumn so soon,
The trees began to wither.
The advantage of being in autumn is that
You can wear a warm and nice sweater,
Sean, please be warmer.
——You are always loyal: Justin·Finley]
Outside the colorful windows, owls flew across, taking away the last chill of autumn.