[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

"George, this young lady only brought us so many orders!" Fred shook the pieces of parchment in his hand, his lips condescending.

George glanced at his hand, and then smiled: "It seems like she wants to run a few more times!"

Fred shook his head: "I think she wants to see us more times!"

George nodded: "Yes! Come to our room more times!"

Amy's face turned red instantly, and she turned around and was about to run out.

Fred grabbed her shoulder, and without saying a word, Amy twisted her wrist, twisted it behind her back, and pushed him to the door panel with a "dong" sound.

At the same time, Amy couldn't help but sigh, this guy is growing up so fast, you can't even see the back of his head if you stand behind him and don't look up.

George was still watching the fun, laughing loudly: "Fred, you are too weak!"

Fred had already gritted his teeth: "Would you like to try it instead?"

It's not that he has no strength, it's that the position of Amy's pinching is so strange every time. With one pinch, the whole arm is numb and he can't use it even if he has the strength.

Amy yelled at the back of his head: "Don't make fun of me anymore~~~~Did you hear me~~~~" While shouting, she stood on tiptoes and jumped, so that the protracted ones The sound trembled.

Fred's legs bent involuntarily, and then he begged for mercy, sweating profusely: "I heard it! I really heard it..."

Only then did Amy let go of her hand and stamped her foot at him, "Humph!" Then Fred's eyes widened, he leaned back and pressed his back against the door again.

Almost at the same time, Molly shouted from downstairs: "Children, all come to eat!"

So, Amy had a good reason to pull away from Fred, then opened the door and ran downstairs.

George looked solemn: "Fred, I really should be the one to do this! You can't do it!"

Fred gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "A minute ago, I thought I could bear it!"

Ginny ran upstairs with a bang, stood outside the door, looked at the two people, and asked, "What did you do to Amy? She doesn't look right!"

Fred shrugged: "Just a little joke!"

Ginny's brows furrowed slightly: "Are you kidding? So...what are you..." She couldn't formulate more obscure words for a moment, so she simply stretched her neck, glanced downstairs, and then walked into the room. After closing the door, he lowered his voice and asked straightforwardly: "So, who of you likes Amy more?"

"Me!" they both replied at the same time.

Ginny was shocked: "Didn't you say that the types of girls you like are completely different?"

"Yes!" The two men nodded at the same time.

Ginny felt a little dizzy and explained to them: "That's it! I'm very happy that you like Amy, because I also like Amy very much! But... at the beginning, I didn't know which of you was more suitable for Amy. , so I want her to choose one of you, or which one of you feels more compatible with her... Now you actually tell me that you both like her? My two brothers who once stated that they have "completely different types of likes", like Fucked the same girl?"

Fred said: "Ginny, wasn't it you who kept pushing her between us?"

George also nodded: "I thought you were very fond of this."

Ginny's eyes suddenly went blank: "Who would fall for a love triangle? It's obviously you guys, always appearing at the same time and never acting separately, that's why I did that! I hope... Amy can follow us It’s good to be a family. It doesn’t matter which brother I marry! Because I think you two may have a greater chance than Ron! That’s why I keep creating opportunities for you... It’s the girl you said you like. The types of children are different, so I just want to see whose standard Amy meets more! In the end...you actually pulled this trick?"

Fred and George looked at each other again and asked each other, "Can't you?"

Ginny pointed at Fred first: "You like spicy and independent people!"

Fred was nodding.

Ginny pointed at George again: "You are considerate and coquettish!"

George nodded too.

Ginny spread her hands: "Completely different personalities, right?"

Fred and George were nodding.

Ginny was even more puzzled: "So, why do you all like Amy? Whose selection criteria does she meet more?"

Fred and George looked at each other again, and then turned to look at Ginny at the same time: "It all fits!"

"How can one person meet both standards at the same time?" As soon as Ginny finished speaking, she realized that... Amy seemed... indeed... to meet both...

Ginny felt that her outlook on life was being severely impacted, and she had a splitting headache. She held her forehead and walked out while waving her hands: "I don't care, you can figure it out yourself!"

After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "Also, a relationship between three people will not end well. You all know that, right? It's best not to mess around!"

After she went out, Fred couldn't help but snickered and whispered to George: "She hasn't even solved her own emotional problems yet, and she's here to educate us!"

George also smiled and shook his head: "Like a little adult."

Fred began to ask George again: "Didn't you say before that you don't like girls who are too violent?"

"Is Amy violent? She's just good at resisting!" George asked instead, "What about you? Didn't you say you don't like cute girls acting coquettishly?"

Fred almost jumped up and was so excited that he was gesticulating with both hands: "I didn't expect it to be so lethal!!!"

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Amy was pushed downstairs to the dining table by Molly, who put a dozen pieces of fried sausage on her plate until it was sizzling with oil, and put fried eggs on her plate with a shovel.

"Thank you! Thank you! That's enough!" Amy was stopping her from putting the third fried egg on the plate.

Ginny also hurried down from upstairs, frowning, and without saying a word, she came to Amy's side and asked quietly: "George or Fred, which one do you like?"

"...Cough cough cough cough~" Amy almost choked to death on the fried eggs. It wasn't until she drank the water that Ginny handed over that she felt a little better. Then he quietly glanced at Molly, who was still busy frying eggs and sausages, lowered her voice and asked quietly: "Why do you ask this so suddenly?"

Ginny didn't say the reason, but still asked her in a low voice: "Tell me, which one do you like?"

"Uh..." Amy hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

By such a coincidence, Fred and George also came downstairs and were about to fill up the dining table, so no matter how low their voices were, they would still hear them.

Therefore, Amy did not answer, and Ginny did not ask further questions.

But Amy's expression was uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to raise her head the whole time while eating, because Fred and George were sitting opposite her, and they could catch their eyes as soon as they raised their heads.

Molly came back with the pot and spatula again, and while putting fried eggs and fried sausages on Fred and George's plates, she looked at Amy and said with a smile: "It's really like a family! If Amy grows up When you grow up, it will be great if you can marry into our family..."

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Before she could finish her words, Amy managed to choke on a piece of sausage, and then three water glasses were pushed in front of her at the same time.

One was pushed over by Ginny, and it was the drink Amy had just drank.

The other two were pushed over by Fred and George at the same time, their own water glasses.