Harry was awakened by shouts from his deep sleep. Before he could open his eyes, he felt a soft cushion hit his head. He sat up in confusion, his head still tilted to one side. It seemed that although his body was awake, his brain was still there.
Didn't wake up.
"It's time to open the presents!" Ron yelled again.
"Stop shouting~" Harry shook his head, moved from the bedside to put on his glasses, got out of bed and walked towards the pile of gifts.
Ron was already tearing off the wrapping paper on his gift. "It's another dark red sweater, I guess you have one too." He picked up the clothes and gestured in front of him. There was a square blue iron cage next to it, and the mouse Banban was quietly
He huddled in the corner and watched the two people.
"Yes, yes." The top one on the pile of gifts was the Christmas gift from Mrs. Molly. After opening it, in addition to the sweater, there was also a large box of candies.
Putting the things aside. Then, a long and narrow package came into view.
"What's this?"
"Take it apart and take a look." Ron was attracted by his words and came over.
As soon as he tore off a corner, Harry took a breath. That graceful curve that haunts people - could it be...
Three times five divided by two. Tear off the package at the speed of light.
"Hiss—" Ron also took a breath of cold air, "Oh my God—"
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his hands several times and squeezed out tears before he was convinced.
"It's really a Firebolt," he muttered.
That's right, inside the package was a sparkling, exquisite and expensive-looking broomstick. Harry gently held up the broom, his eyes affectionate. He gently stroked his hand from the top to the end, back and forth, like
Treat your lover the same way.
"Who gave it to you? It couldn't be Ivy," Ron asked in a low voice.
"There's no card, so it shouldn't be." Harry rummaged through the wrapping paper and shook his head.
"God~ who would spend so much money on you?" Ron was a little jealous.
"It can't be the Dursleys anyway." Harry was the first to rule them out.
"It must be Dumbledore!" Ron walked around the Firebolt. "He gave you the Invisibility Cloak anonymously before."
"That's my dad's," Harry said. "Dumbledore just handed it over to me."
"Harry, you are still young. These are just words." Ron looked understanding. "If you don't say it like this, if word spreads, others will have opinions and say he is partial."
"No, it's not him. There's no way he would give such a gift to a student." Harry shook his head.
"Is it Lupin?" Ron continued to guess.
"Haha -" Harry chuckled, "If he had so much gold, he would have bought himself some new robes."
"It's not this, it's not that -" Ron grabbed his hair and fell to the floor. "Forget it! No more guessing. Anyway, with the Firebolt, we have a winning chance! Hehe, I can't wait to see Malfoy.
The expression on his face when he saw the Firebolt!"
He looked up to the sky and howled with joy
"I said, what are you two's names?" Hermione opened the door and walked in. She was in low spirits, with dark circles in her eyes.
"What's wrong with you? You don't seem to be in good spirits." Ron asked.
"In order to write the defense, I checked the information for a long time last night. Oh——!" He also yawned.
The three of them visited Hagrid yesterday. They learned that in the case of Buckbeak's injury, Hagrid was not held accountable because Dumbledore and Ivy had provided guarantees. However, Lucius raised concerns about Buckbeak's safety.
Complaint. The Ministry of Magic's Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals accepted the lawsuit and will hold a trial against Buckbeak. If Hagrid fails in his defense, Buckbeak will be gone.
So the trio wanted to help prepare the defense
"Please~Hermione, the court doesn't start until April 24th, there's still half a year left." Ron said calmly.
"The more prepared you are for this kind of thing, the better." Hermione said nothing to him. Then she saw the broom in Harry's hand, "Is this a gift too?"
Hearing this, Ron grabbed the broom and showed off "Limited Edition Firebolt" as if offering a treasure!
"Not bad?" Ron was dissatisfied with her understatement. "It's the most awesome broom ever! Hermione"
"Well - it's very valuable?"
"I can't afford it even if I sell it! It's much more expensive than all the brooms in the Slytherin team put together!"
"So expensive! Is it a gift from Ivy? It's too random!" Hermione said in surprise.
"I don't know. But since there's no card attached, it shouldn't be him." Harry answered.
"It's not Ivy. So - who would give you such an expensive thing, and don't want you to know who it is?" Hermione said thoughtfully.
"What the hell~" Ron doesn't care about this
"I think it might be from Black," Hermione said in shock.
"My godfather?" Harry was stunned.
"No?" Ron didn't quite believe it.
"Think about it, only his relationship with Harry would give him such an expensive gift. And besides Black, the wanted guy, does anyone else need to be anonymous?"
"But he is already wanted. How could he go to the store to buy a gift for Harry!" Ron still didn't believe it.
"I don't know," Hermione shrugged. "Didn't Harry say there was a way to find him? I'll ask him then."
"Did you really?" said Ron
"Well, my Marauder's Map can help." Harry nodded and took out a roll of parchment from under his pillow.
The few people who were concentrating on the discussion did not notice that when Banban in the cage saw the Marauder's Map, his tiny eyes suddenly shone with light.
"The Marauder's Map? Is that the one Fred and the others gave you?" Hermione asked
"right"
"What can a map do? The most it can do is let you take a tour of Hogsmeade Village."
"It's more than just a map." Harry smiled mysteriously, "I'll explain it to you later."
"Then let's go for a ride now?" Ron's eyes lit up as he looked at the Firebolt.
"Just what I want." The two of them hit it off immediately. Harry got dressed in a hurry, threw the Marauder's Map aside, and ran out directly.
Before Hermione left, she glanced at Scabbers who was locked in a cage. Scabbers stayed in the corner without revealing anything strange.
She nodded with satisfaction, turned and left.
The footsteps gradually faded away. After a while, the entire rest room became quiet. Banban, who had been quietly staying in the cage, had a red light in his eyes, and his body seemed to begin to swell.
.....
"Avi~Avi~"
"Well -" Ivy, who was having a sweet dream, was awakened. He raised his head from the pair of soft breasts and asked sleepily, "What's wrong?"
"Wendy called us," Rebel said softly. She leaned sideways, put her arm against his head, and helped him comb his hair with the other hand. Her sexy and sultry body was covered with a purple silk pajamas.
No underwear on.
"Oh~ get up." Ivy pinched the firm buttocks and climbed up directly.
"You take your time and wash up. I'll go out and ask about the situation first." He quickly got dressed, said something to Rebel, and went out.
On Christmas morning, Ivy stayed in bed until ten o'clock before being woken up. He had just walked downstairs.
"Are you willing to get up?" Betty sat on the sofa and joked.
"Didn't we just have some hot pot for lunch? What are you doing up?" Ivy sat next to her. "By the way, do you have any plans for the afternoon? Are you going shopping?"
"No, I'll go to Hogsmeade in the afternoon." Wendy replied
"Looking for Ms. Rosmerta? But can we find her today?"
"She, an older leftover girl, has nowhere else to go." At this time, Irene came down from upstairs.
"That's just right. Can I call Harry and the others?"
"casual"
"Where is Professor Lupine? Do you want to call me?" Betty looked at the two mothers.
"It's a full moon today, so it shouldn't be convenient for him."
"Okay, that's it."
.....
Hogwarts
The trio spent the entire morning fiddling with the Firebolt. Harry and Ron took turns, and even Hermione went up for a spin. There was an episode in the middle, when Harry encountered several cameramen while flying.
The soul monsters attacked. But it can only be said that they were firebolts. Harry relied on the performance of the broom to forcefully throw them away.
"It's so enjoyable!" Ron was still recalling the feeling of flying freely.
"With it, I believe we will be able to catch up from behind." Hermione was also full of confidence in the Firebolt.
The crazy Iron Triangle was walking towards the castle in disheveled clothes, preparing to attend a banquet. In order to celebrate Christmas, Professor Dumbledore summoned the remaining staff and held a small banquet in the auditorium at noon.
"What are you doing after dinner?" Ron seemed to still have something to say.
"Hmm..." Harry pondered slightly, "How about taking you on an adventure this afternoon?"
"You mean those secret passages?"
"right"
"Okay! I want to see what's so magical about that Marauder's Map."
"After dinner, go back and get the map."
.....
After lunch, Ivy and his family were ready to leave for Hogsmeade.
"Rebel and the others can also use Floo powder?"
"As long as the fireplace is connected to the Floo network, anyone can use it," Erin explained.
"Where's Ollie? She's so little, she doesn't even know what the Three Broomsticks are."
"The 'Attachment Spell' can be done. This is a spell I invented when I was hiding around with Betty. It can give the target a characteristic, making it an extension of the caster's body. Just like the relationship between hair and head.
Of course, it must be a living creature." Wendy said
"That's good." My mother-in-law is really awesome.
"Let's go, Rebel, follow us." Irene walked into the fire first.
Next came Wendy. She took out her wand and pointed at Ollie in Rebel's arms, "We are one!". Then she hugged Ollie and said, "I'll take her away, and you can follow."
"It's your turn, Rebel," Ivy said after Wendy left, "Don't be nervous, just recite the Three Broomsticks silently when you go in."
"Yeah" Rebel took a deep breath and rushed into the flames.
"Let's go" Finally the two of them entered the flames together
three broomsticks bar
"You are so lonely." As soon as I came out, I heard Erin making sarcastic remarks.
"Hey~ Irene, the one who can't afford it, Wendy, the long-legged one, you two busy people still have time to come to my little place." At this moment, the bar was empty. The landlady was standing behind the counter wiping the wine glasses, and her words revealed a lot of resentment.
.
The two sides fell into a confrontation, and Ms. Rosmerta's resentment became apparent. Ivy shivered as soon as he stepped out of the fireplace.