The Gryffindor Lounge on a Saturday was particularly quiet at eight o 'clock in the morning. Those who came home late were still asleep, those who played Wizard's Chess all night had just fallen asleep, and those who loved to study had already gone to the library.
The huge fireplace was blazing, and the warm red light lit up the entire lounge. Soft round chairs occupied every corner that could be placed, and the unfinished game of Wizard Chess was shouting on the chessboard on the round table, 'What a piece of trash!'.
There were only a few wizards in the lounge at this time. Other than those who brought breakfast back for their roommates, those who were sitting in the red lover's chair in the corner, there was someone who was sleeping soundly on the carpet in front of the fireplace, drooling and snoring.
"Why is he sleeping there?" The lion holding a drumstick asked his companion who was holding a glass of juice. "Who's that?"
The little lion who was holding the juice looked at it. "Oh, that's Lee Jordan." He paused for a moment. "Fred and George, the red-haired twins in their dormitory …"
The lion holding the drumstick showed a look of understanding. "Looks like he's being pranked … Let's go. Be quiet and don't wake him up. Look at how soundly he's sleeping."
The two quickly walked to the spiral staircase leading to the dormitory and left the lounge.
Lee Jordan turned over and unconsciously smacked his lips. He continued to sleep with his face facing the fireplace. He dreamed that he was helping to look after the counter in his aunt's shop. Suddenly, a blonde beauty came to him and insisted on buying him the 'Sweet Duck' from Hogsmeade.
"That's so embarrassing …" He muttered unconsciously. "I'm not hungry …"
"Don't cry. I'll eat a little …" Lee Jordan smiled shyly. "Quack quack quack …"
The duck that ate the 'Sweet Duck' would quack when it talked. It seemed that this feature had left a deep impression on Lee Jordan.
At the same time, in Slytherin's lounge.
"If you ask me, this is definitely a wrong decision. You want to stick your head into the fireplace just to be lazy and not climb the stairs!"
Belinda stood nervously beside the silver fireplace with a folding crucible in her hand. She avoided the curious gaze of Mr. Slytherin in the portrait and lowered her voice. "I've never seen anyone do this before …"
"Maybe tomorrow's Daily Prophet will say 'Hogwarts lack of safety education, a student sticks his head into the fireplace for warmth!'" Belinda frowned. "Merlin's beard!
Are you sure your head won't burn? "
"I'm not sure. That's why I asked you to stand next to me with a pot of water." Anna sprinkled the flo powder into the fireplace and the flame quickly turned green. "If I start burning, put out the fire quickly …"
"Gryffindor Tower." Anna took a deep breath. "I hope my hair won't be burned." She lowered her head and stuck her face into the flame.
After a moment of dizziness, Anna realized that her eyes were bright. Her head seemed to have passed through the flame and stuck out from another place. She moved her neck and soon found that something was holding her back. She could not stick her head out any further.
It should be a fireplace. Anna looked around. There were burning pieces of wood, bright flames, and flames without any temperature. It was her first time observing wood burning at such a close distance.
"Quack quack quack … Madam, I really can't eat anymore … Umm … Okay, you don't want to eat the duck butt?"
"Then I'll eat a little more …" A muffled voice was heard. Anna gradually saw the scenery outside the fireplace.
The carpet, the sofa, the cursing wizard chess set on the floor, and Lee Jordan, who was a terrible sleeper. His spring-like hair was fluffier from the heat, probably because he was closer to the fireplace.
"Hey!
Lee Jordan!
Wake up! "
Anna was a little happy. Her face that was protruding from the fireplace showed a smile. She was lucky to meet an acquaintance. "The sun is shining on your butt, brother!
Wake up! "
"Duck Butt actually … spoke?!"
Lee Jordan panicked in his sleep, but he still did not wake up. "Even a duck butt knows that I'm Lee Jordan?!"
"When did I become so famous …" Lee Jordan muttered.
"…" Anna did not know what to say for a moment. However, the boy sitting on the lover's chair was attracted by the talking fireplace.
The boy moved his eyes to the fireplace. This undoubtedly provoked the girl who was in love.
The girl pouted, coughed, and straightened her robe. "Laing!
We finally have time to sit together … It's okay that you don't have time to accompany me when you play Quidditch. I can understand — "
"Dear, I …" Laing had a bad feeling. He looked back at the girl and scratched his head, trying to say something.
The girl waved her wand, and Laing found that he could not open his mouth. She even used a Silent Spell.
"Listen to me first …"
"Just now, in just half an hour, you've been distracted six times." The girl counted with her fingers seriously. "Three times, you were looking at the old owl outside the window, panting on the eaves. Two times, you moved your eyes to the hanging picture. I don't know what you're looking at, and then you looked at the fireplace …"
"What's so interesting about this fireplace?
Is there anything that can crawl out of it? Is it so uncomfortable to be with me? "The girl pulled Laing's robe.
"Our love is not the same as it was in the beginning. You've changed!" The girl turned and ran, rushing to the spiral staircase leading to the girls' dormitory.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm!" Clayon extended his' Er Kang's hand 'and followed closely behind.
But after a few steps, the spiral staircase turned into a slide. Laing slid down with a look of disbelief.
In the portrait, there was a wizard holding his wife and shaking their heads, looking like they were watching a drama. "Child, boys can't go to the girls' dormitory."
"Mmmm!" Laing could not open his mouth because of the spell. He could only struggle with a pale face.
Anna held her breath. The boy's breakup seemed to have something to do with the talking fireplace.
Soon, Laing left the sad lounge. He must be in a hurry to find someone who could break the spell.
Lee Jordan was awakened by the quarrel between the couple. He opened his eyes in a daze and found that he had slept in the lounge for the whole night.
He looked at the wizard chess piece on the floor. "Merlin's beard … Did I fall asleep while playing chess?
Why do I remember lying in bed … "
"Good morning!
Lee! "
"Good morning …" Lee heard someone greet him. But soon he found that there was no one in the lounge except for himself. The portraits were all busy with their own things. They did not seem to be in the mood to greet others.
"… Is it … Peeves?" He asked.
"No, it's Anna. Anna Lawrence." Anna was happy that he finally woke up from his dream of eating duck butt. "I'm in the fireplace!"
Lee Jordan felt that he was not awake yet.
He rubbed his eyes and saw a face protruding from the fireplace. It was a little scary, but it did seem to be Anna.
"Running Gorgon …" Lee Jordan was surprised. "How did you become like this?!"
"The floo powder can send part of my body to achieve the purpose of communication …" Anna coughed. "I'm looking for Fred and George. Are they in the dormitory?"
"… They should be. Wait a minute, I'll go and see …" Lee Jordan scratched his head and stood up. Is it popular to communicate through the fireplace now?
That's really convenient …