Chapter 28: The Best Picture
In the anticipation of the little wizards, the weekend finally came.
They uncharacteristically got up early and couldn't wait to go to the restaurant, and when they met, they smiled when they heard the clanging of Sico and Nat in each other's pockets, and there was a tacit understanding that everything was unspoken.
September was the time of day and night in England, and it was not necessary to wear a house robe to Hogsmeade, so Malfoy once again packed himself up.
This time, he is dressed like Xu Wenqiang, another classic character of Fa Ge.
Wearing a long autumn trench coat, a plain scarf around his neck, his hair is neatly combed back, smooth and shiny.
"Zhang, what do you think I look like right now?"
Zhang Xiao looked down at the casual clothes on her body, T-shirt, jeans, and small board shoes, which were completely the aesthetic dress of her previous life, and then looked at Malfoy's windbreaker, trousers, and high-top leather shoes.
What else can be said?
"That's cool, Draco."
Malfoy immediately showed that little expression that wanted to smile happily and forcibly held back:
"Thanks for the compliment, so what are you waiting for, Potter and Granger should be coming soon, it's not what a gentleman should do to make others wait."
After saying that, he immediately walked out quickly, otherwise he was afraid that he couldn't help laughing, that would be too ungraceful.
Zhang Xiao slowly put down the hand pinching her lower back, she didn't need to look at it, it must have been swollen.
It's too hard to endure
Malfoy's face was pale, but his lips were red, and he had used a lot of combing oil to match the outfit
In Zhang Xiao's opinion, he is quite like that 'human high-quality male', of course, Malfoy is much more handsome than him, but this does not affect Zhang Xiao's substitution.
Although everyone couldn't understand why Malfoy was dressed like he was going to see Fudge just by going to Hogsmeade to play, several people still kept their mouths shut sensibly, choosing to respect Malfoy's personal aesthetic.
In the foyer, bustling young wizards were lining up in a winding line, chatting excitedly.
Filch, the administrator, stood inside the gate, checking a long list, vigilantly staring at every face to prevent a single person who shouldn't have gone out from slipping out of the gate.
He was petrified for almost a school year last school year, and it also gave the little wizards a free and happy year, and when Filch was de-petrified, many young couples tearfully embraced as if they were going through a life and death parting.
In fact, they just went to the boys' and girls' dormitories.
That's right, even the danger surging around the campus can't stop this group of hormones-prone little wizards from falling in love.
"Your signatureβ" Filch's wrinkled face suddenly glowed with excitement as he stared at the list in his hand, "Aha! Forged signatures? β
Harry spread his hands and grinned very happily, "No, Sirius is my godfather!" β
"The Godfather?" Filch opened his mouth and immediately looked at Professor McGonagall on the other side, and was confirmed.
"Okay." His face fell again, and he muttered, "Alright, you can pass." β
On the way to Hogsmeade, it was as if Harry had escaped some kind of cage, he looked very happy, and his steps became brisk.
Harry had a good foundation, but he had never thought of dressing himself up before, and the Dursleys wouldn't teach him that.
But Sirius is different, Sirius, who has received a full set of elite education, will tell him in detail how to match his clothes and how to take care of his hair.
He will not hesitate to buy fashionable clothes for Harry, and will take care of him like a father.
Harry was very eye-catching at the moment, Ron had enviously said that Harry had received a love letter at the beginning of the semester, or written by Slytherin, which was outrageous, but it was indeed received.
But when his companions asked about it, Harry replied embarrassedly, "Too young, uh- I mean, maybe you should focus on your studies at this age?" β
Today's weather is good, the sky is like a clear sapphire, only the slightest wisp of clouds dotted the horizon.
The breeze with autumn is blowing on the cheeks, slightly cool.
The 20-minute walk from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade smells of earthy air, and ruins can often be seen on both sides, leading young wizards to speculate about who originally lived here.
The road winds and turns, and on the right is the sparkling Black Lake.
Hermione is dressed like Zhang Xiao today, with a pink thin shirt, tight jeans showing white and delicate ankles, and shoes that are forever new because of magic.
Her little face looked red as she walked, and she had never felt like she was going on an outing with her friends.
In the Muggle community, Hermione's popularity was not good because of her nickname 'nerd', and the girls excluded her, and no one wanted to be with her, even if it was an outing.
Only books accompany her, so she takes a thick book with her every outing.
When the school first started, it was as sharp as a hedgehog, so why not a shell to protect yourself?
"Hurry up, climb over this hill and we'll see Hogsmeade!"
Hermione jumped to the front, her back to the sunlight and waving at the boys behind her.
The autumn wind brought up her long hair, the fine sunlight passed through the gaps in the hair, the 14-year-old girl had already faintly grown, Hermione had a bright smile on her face, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to pull the hanging long hair to her ear, revealing her small ears, there was a youthful beauty.
Harry Ron Malfoy was stunned at the same time, they had never seen Hermione like this, and they were a little stunned for a while.
Hermione (Granger) seems to be beautiful like this!
Hermione watched them stop, and immediately frowned, her rosy lips pursed as if in a straight line:
"Hurry up! See what I'm doing? β
The three of them shuddered, and Professor McGonagall's voice appeared in their ears as if they were hallucinating - what am I doing? Am I transformed into a textbook?
With a look of horror on his face, what was I doing? Do you think Hermione is good-looking?
How do I think McGart looks good?
They shook their heads frantically, trotted two steps to catch up with Hermione, and together they rushed up the small dirt slope, cheering in unison.
Zhang Xiao stood behind, looking at the four little ones lined up, the original memories of his previous life and the picture in front of him collided fiercely and clashed.
Malfoy tilted his head slightly, trying to concave his shape, although he still wanted to maintain that arrogant appearance, but the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed.
Harry stood beside him, arms outstretched, confident and sunny, no hesitation and confusion, only sincere and happy joy.
Hermione raised one hand in the air and made a 'yes' gesture, the hillside wind ruffled her long hair, and the little girl, isolated by her genius, had finally found her best friend at the old school.
Ron put his hands to his lips and yelled at Hogsmeade, no teasing, no ridicule, one of Hogwarts' greatest geniuses of all time saying that there was so much potential in him that money could not buy true friendship.
That's the best picture, the best scene.
Zhang Xiao wants to memorize it firmly, even if decades or hundreds of years have passed, this picture will only be slightly yellowed, but it will not fade.
The four of them suddenly turned their heads, with bright smiles, waved their arms and shouted at Zhang Xiao:
"Come here!"
"What are you waiting for!"
"It's just you!"
"We're all in this together!"
Zhang Xiao's feet moved, walked slowly, gradually accelerated, and finally trotted up, rushed to the hillside, took out the Qiankun bag from his waist, and threw it into the sky so casually.
"Click"
With the sound of the shutter of the magic camera, it becomes an eternity.
Hogsmeade is bustling with activity, as the only wizarding village in the UK.
It is a very unique and beautiful little village full of cottages and shops with specially thatched roofs.
Students during the holidays were an important source of income for the shop, and the young wizards rushed into Hogsmeade through the wooden bridge that crossed the creek, strolling through the old villages, and any strange place would elicit a burst of exclamations.
There is a large tree near the river, and this small round square is the center of the village.
"So what should we do next?"
Harry stared at the scenery around him, and he couldn't wait to take a good look around.
"It's β well, 9 o'clock." Zhang Xiao took out a gold pocket watch, looked at the time, and made a suggestion:
"Why don't we disperse and gather at three brooms at 12 o'clock and have a meal together, so that those who arrive early can also take a seat?"
"Yes"
"No problem"
"That's all"
Everyone wants to go somewhere else, and that's the best way to go.
Hermione immediately walked towards the Magic Scroll Shop, a shop that specialized in books.
Harry had already discussed with Ron to act together, but at the moment Ron did not move, just looked at Malfoy, wondering if he remembered his promise.
This is also one of the differences between the East and the West, if it is Chinese, it is estimated that it will not be embarrassed to show it, but for Ron, this is a reminder of righteousness and brightness.
As a little brother, how can you not keep your promises?
Malfoy straightened his collar and raised his head:
"Weasley, I said that in return for the hospitality I received at the Burrow, I would invite you to Duke Honey, go now!"
So the three of them ran happily towards the Duke of Honey.
Zhang Xiao imagined 'Xu Wenqiang' biting a lollipop in the candy shop, holding a bee candy and ice rat in his hand, and couldn't help laughing.
Where to go?
Why don't you just take a walk?
Check out the screaming shacks, check out the pet shop, and go around the pig's head bar, Aberforth is an interesting old man.
Thinking like this, Zhang Xiao took a step.
At this moment, a familiar surprise sounded behind him:
"Zhang!"
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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket
Let's change the chapter first~ There will be more at night
(End of chapter)