94 Diagon Alley

    Send a Hogwarts toilet seat. "Fred fills up.

    Gwen and Katie, who had just come in, leaned back tactically, "On the day of stealing the toilet seat and mailing, please don't sit at the long table in Gryffindor for dinner."

    After getting off the train, the first-year students followed Hagrid by boat to school, Gwen whispered to Katie that they were like mother goose leading a group of goslings around the lake. Katie nodded in praise and added that the goslings were still noisy.

    When they and the Weasley twins were seated in the ballroom, the sorting ceremony was about to begin. Gryffindor harvested a little witch, Hermione Granger, who seemed to have a keen sense of the attraction between academics. She sat next to Prefect Percy with the words I have a bunch of questions on her face.

    The Sorting Hat took a long time to sort the boy who survived to Gryffindor, and he got the loudest cheers. Prefect Percy stood up and shook his hand tightly. The Weasley twins shouted, "We've got Potter! We've got Potter!" Gwen smiled and applauded.

    Although George and Fred said they didn't care which house little brother Ron went to, they barely greeted Harry when they sat down, and they focused on the sorting ceremony again. Fred's thin lips were pressed together, and George seemed at ease, but he was hammering his wand under the table, and Gwen had to remind him that the poor wand was spitting out sparks. Luckily it didn't take long for the Sorting Hat to have the answer they wanted, and Ronald Weasley was excited as he ran to the long table, then complained the next second about how his brother cheated on him on vacation.

    "One of their classmates said that the sorting ceremony is to defeat the trolls, and I spent the whole vacation practicing wrestling with my dad."

    Gwen quickly tightened his shoulders, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible. But the twins have never been willing, and Fred patted Gwen on the shoulder vigorously to introduce Ron.

    "This is Miss Gwen Ollivander."

    Gwen had to raise the corners of his mouth reluctantly, "Hello, Mr. Weasley Jr. I'm sorry. But you know, this is Hogwarts, and you can't tell when you'll be able to. Use your fighting skills with trolls."

    "That's not a good way to comfort, Gwen." George picked up a drumstick and shook his head.

    The hallway on the left hand side of the fourth floor is the magic spell classroom. Gwen was going to go to the right side to find his beloved jumping machine and go back to the dormitory with one click. But Katie reminded her that Headmaster Dumbledore had said it was off-limits when school started, and Gwen was going back down the third floor. At this time, she happened to see two sneaky figures touching the right hand side of the fourth floor. Gwen hurriedly told Katie that she had something to do, and promised that she would not violate the school rules and let her go back to the dormitory first.

    The Weasley brothers, who stooped and crept forward, hadn't noticed the little tail behind them.

    "What do you think is good in the restricted area?" Gwen whispered between their red heads.

    Fred clutched his chest and nearly collapsed. George held his brother with one hand and pointed his wand behind him. After realizing it was Gwen, he let out a breath and put down his wand.

    "We didn't expect to face a new enemy this year, Gwen." Fred feigned crying on George's shoulder. "You scared us."

    Gwen ignored the two big boys and went straight to the small door of the restricted area on the fourth floor. When she was still two or three meters away from the door, she felt that electric numbness in her temples again, and she quickly stopped the twins from moving forward.

    "I suddenly feel that this is not a good idea," Gwen stammered not knowing how to explain, "If we go further, bad things may happen."

    "Don't make trouble with Gwen," Fred took two steps around her, "You're not afraid of being locked up."

    George was about to join Fred's advancing army when he heard a cat meow behind him. Mrs. Norris was standing not far away, staring at the three of them eerily.

    Gwen quickly waved his wand, "AlarteAscendare", "LocomotorMrs. Norris", and the poor cat flew out of the fourth floor corridor.

    "Pretty," George gave Gwen a high five, "so where did she fly?"

    "I sent her back to Filch, and now before she comes back from underneath, let's go, boys." Gwen lifted her robe angrily, looking very unimpressive Run to the corner of the fourth floor leading to the jumping machine.

    She babbled breathlessly along the way, "Next time you'd better trust a lady's intuition, I've never had such a bad hunch, I even think if we go in You might not be able to get out of the small room." After realizing that Mrs. Norris couldn't catch up, they stopped for a while. Gwen was still muttering, "The last time I thought about it, you had at least five big **** eggs for Filch in the basement."

    "Oh?" Fred gave George a look, "That's really interesting." The two brothers shook hands tacitly, as if they had reached some ulterior motive.

    Miss Gwen evades bad luck 2 times, maybe.

    A few weeks later, Gwen celebrated Katie as her Gryffindor Chaser, and she was finally able to fly with her idols Wood and Angelina. Although Gwen's original intention to celebrate her was that she had entered the team this year, she would not have to watch Quidditch training with her good friends every Wednesday. But Katie also told her that Harry Potter was exceptionally drafted into the Gryffindor team, even the youngest Seeker in a century. Gwen imagined the image of the too skinny boy being bumped on the field, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

    "Professor Snape is also said to be targeting Potter." Katie said, eating Gwen's candy, "First-year Longbottom blew up in Potions class. Crucible, but Potter was penalized."

    Gwen's sympathy deepened, and she suddenly remembered that she promised to fix Ron's wand, and it seemed that she had to find a time to see him.

    On Halloween, the hallway smelled of a generally sweet and alluring roasted pumpkin. When Gwen didn't have class in the afternoon, he took George and Fred, who didn't know if they really missed class or skipped class, to their little brother. Ron was delighted to learn that she could help strengthen the wand, since he had never been able to get that feather to fly in his morning spells class.

    Gwen commented as he examined the wand, "I gotta be honest, Ron. The wand isn't broken that much, it does affect the flow of your mana, but the Levitation Charm...I I think you have to practice spells or gestures."

    "Alas...she said the same thing as Nightmare Hermione." Little Ron bowed his head in frustration.

    "Miss Granger has given the academy a lot of points, and I think it won't hurt to listen to her." Gwen said solemnly.

    Fred and George grimaced behind them and told Ron and George, don't listen to her pretending, last year she was also a point deduction player.

    Miss Ollivander, who was unaware, clicked on the exposed unicorn feather, applied a repair as before + healed as before, and watched the wand gap slowly grow with satisfaction. "Because the wand is a combination of plants and animals, you can't just use a repairing spell, it's like adding a healing spell. I think it will be more convenient now." Gwen didn't say that Ron should have a wand of his own, she It was too much for the Weasleys to raise so many children, and she could only help so much.

    "Ron, thank you for this kind and smart lady." George poked the little red head of the first grade. Gwen hurriedly said that it was because the wand wasn't so bad that she could fix it. The grateful eyes of the three Weasley brothers made her face a little hot.

    Ron waved his wand, which seemed to be stronger than before, smirked in thanks, and ran to the dining room with Harry for the Halloween party.

    The Hogwarts Repertoire: Fighting Trolls

      Thousands of bats that looked like low, dark clouds.

    Gwen barely had time to eat a small piece of beef when Professor Quirrell rushed into the dining room, panting, "The troll—in the basement—I thought you should know." After he finished speaking, he fell to the floor and passed out.

    Swallowing the beef in her mouth, Gwen's first reaction was to say to Katie, "Professor Quirrell's garlic smell has gotten stronger lately, I almost thought I swallowed one raw. Garlic."

    Later, she only remembered that the principal asked everyone to follow the prefect back to the dormitory. Percy took the Gryffindor students all the way back to the tower, and he was very good at this, relying on "Get out of the way, the first year students are passing! Please forgive me, I'm the prefect!" Leave other colleges far behind. It wasn't until Gwen was stretched out on the sofa in the lounge that she heard the twins say Ron that Harry and Hermione didn't come back together.

    After the elves sent the food from the banquet to the common room, the three people came in in embarrassment. Gwen followed the twins and asked them where they were going. Gwen couldn't help covering his mouth after seeing the gray sticky object on Harry's wand.

    "God, what is this, did you rob the potions classroom?"

    Ron said smugly, "Gwen, we just fought the troll!" Then he told vividly how Harry hung from the troll under his guidance, Gwen Win stood a little further away from them when he learned that the unidentified liquid on the wand was the troll's snot. Ron also said that he ended up