During the Christmas holidays, the Hogwarts Express travels through the icy fields, and the smoke from the red steam locomotive scatters and mixes into the white fields.

Pansy and Snape whispered at the banquet and mentioned Dumbledore's departure from the school, and they must have some kind of conspiracy hatching. Harry sat down in front of the icy window, turning his head to Ron in affirmation.

"I believe in you, Harry. Ginny, who was sitting next to Harry, shook her boyfriend's hand.

Ron leaned forward with his hands on his lap and was about to say something when he was distracted by the sound of Lavender Brown banging on the glass at the door of the box.

Lavender put his hands on the door frame, his head shook around the glass, and he filled it with mist, Ron's hands rested on his seat, and he sat up straight and watched Lavender's every move with a forced smile.

Due to the cold weather, Ha Qi formed a white mist on the glass, and Lavender stretched out his finger and drew a glittering heart on the glass that had been pierced by an arrow, with "R+L" written in the middle of the heart. Seeing that the fog was not so obvious, Lavender sighed again, making the heart shape he had just drawn more obvious. Then he said to Ron through the glass in an exaggerated mouth, "I miss you." Seeing that Ron lip-synched back to her but didn't mean anything, Lavender turned to leave.

"It's so cute. The atmosphere in the carriage was awkward, and Harry opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere, but then Ginny twisted around his waist, and the pain made him hiss.

Ron jerked his lips in front of Harry's eyes in some annoyance, "She's been trying to kiss me all the time, and my lips have been kissed, lo and behold." ”

"That's what you say, I believe it. Harry's body leaned back, and Ron's shoulder was pushed back by Ginny, and he sat back in his seat.

"Ron, enough of you two always making out without regard to the occasion. Ginny scoffed.

"Don't think I didn't see you and Harry kissing. Ron muttered, Ginny's eyes widened, and Ron reached out a few times before saying, "Harry, you and Sirius should come to the Burrow earlier this year." Ron took a defensive stance towards his sister and turned to Harry in invitation.

The next night, in the northwest of London, England, in the mansion of the Black family at 12 Grimmauld Place, a twenty-minute walk from King's Cross Station, in the dimly lit dining room, the leftovers on the table that had been on the table for many days flew to the sink in the kitchen under the command of Tonks, the faucet splashed and a brush washed the dishes automatically.

"I haven't been here for a few days, and you're in a mess again, you can't convince Sirius to let Kreacher come out of his broken cupboard and clean up your house, and instead of ordering him to stay in that corner that no one else can see, let him come out and continue to work for you. Tonks wrinkled his nose and stared at the greasy plates in disgust.

"Believe me, I've been persuaded many times since I came back yesterday. Harry picked up a basket full of dry bread, went straight into the kitchen in the basement, came to the other end of the room, stopped in front of the cupboard, twisted the door open, looked inside in disgust, and placed the plate of food in the cupboard at random, then stood up, closed the cabinet with a thud, and turned to start using the housekeeping skills he had learned at Aunt Petunia's house, skillfully helping himself and his godfather clean the room.

By the time Harry heard the shouts that it was time to open the meal, the freshly cleaned table was already on the new plates.

Tonks, who had recently begun to learn how to handle household chores with Lady Molly, had made a typical English dinner for Lupin, with a meat roast beef and two vegetarian dishes as a side dish, and the never-a-wrong potatoes and overcooked broccoli – even by the standards of an Englishman accustomed to long cooking of carrots and broccoli, he would have thought it was overcooked tonight.

Harry's mind wasn't on the food, though, thinking about the conversation he had heard earlier about Snape and Pansy, and he kept cutting the food on his plate with his knife. Just as Harry was about to voice his suspicions, Tonks' voice interrupted his voice, "Sirius, Molly invited us to the Burrow for Christmas, why don't you go there?" Tonks untied his apron and sat down next to Lupin.

"Lupin told me that Alan bastard wasn't going to see me yet, but he didn't want to ask Arthur to help me get a message..."Sirius' fork picked up a piece of broccoli and put it in his mouth, and muttered, "Besides, Molly is too wide." ”

"He doesn't want to see you, it's useless for you to let Arthur pass the word..."Lupin noticed his friend's expression, paused and changed his words, "The Mister Skilly you ordered will take some time to be delivered, there are too many Muggle and half-blood wizards, you know, even many pure-blood families don't have house-elves anymore." ”

"There are also very few restaurants that are open at Christmas. As soon as Lupin's words fell, Tonks followed.

The cute appearance of her shaking head made Lupin can't help but rub her pink hair, and continued to persuade, "If you don't go to the Burrow for Christmas with us, do you want Harry to go hungry with you?"

"You take Harry there, I won't. Sirius frowned, his tone becoming impatient.

Harry, Lupin, and Tonks looked at each other and nodded, and said deliberately, "If you don't go, I won't go." ”

"Alright, alright, I'll go over with Harry then. Sirius scratched her unkempt hair, "I'll take the mandrake with me and let the kids take it in their mouths when they're having a good meal." ”

After cleaning the dishes after the meal and helping his fiancé's friend clean up, Tonks leaned into Lupin's arms, "We should go." ”

"So fast?" Harry pushed his glasses, but Tonks had already walked out of the door, and Harry hurriedly followed and stood side by side with Sirius on the steps, what he wanted to say before could only be found later.

Tonks and Lupin leaned close together and waved goodbye to Harry and Sirius, and left with a phantasmagion.

At the same time, the Harris Manor is brightly lit, and the Allen family stands at the door to see off the guests who have come to the Harris family party.

Ice and snow fell to the ground in a flutter, and several Thestrals' carriages stood silently in the night, and those who could see them would notice that this creature that many people regarded as ominous had no pupils, and its eyes were white and intent, and it was terrifying. The Grindelwald loyalists, who had been recruited to join Harris, boarded the carriages with the help of their children and grandchildren, and staggered into the night, and the wizards who had helped their family patriarchs to leave, as officials of the Ministry of Magic, flew into the sky in wizarding cars driven by armed Auror guards.

Some members of the Umbrella Company, new friends of the Slug Club, and some less respectable pomp opted to apparition and go straight home, and a few wizards who liked to ride lonely on snowy nights stepped on broomsticks.

When the last wizard left Harris Manor, the Harris, who had been exhausted from the night, loosened their ties, took off their evening gowns, washed up, changed into comfortable, loose clothes, and gathered in the Harrystad Building.

At this time, they are all family members, they can collapse on the sofa regardless of their image, they can drink warm tea, and the family can sit together.

"Speaking of which, you noticed Percy?? Weasley shook hands almost incessantly all night tonight, and when a wizard of identity passed by his seat, he would stand up and bow again and again, and he would probably have a back ache tomorrow. Daisy giggled cross-legged on the couch with a pillow.

"He's surrounded by a lot of harassing flies tonight. Xenophilius fiddled with a set of bright yellow anti-demon glasses and waved his hand in the void as if to drive something away.

"The third son of the Weasley family attaches too much importance to power and superstitious authority, and wants to go up too much to fame and fortune, but he has not received the education he should in his family, so he has lost his sense of proportion, but given his father's contribution and importance to our umbrella company, I can't just invite Arthur and not invite his son. Owen leaned back.

Morgan Lefay Rozier Harris leaned against her husband and sighed, "Speaking of which, three seniors have passed away this year, but fortunately, their heirs are doing a good job in the Ministry of Magic, and the revival of the family is hopeful, because the oppression after the fall of Mr. Grindelwald is finally coming to an end." ”

"Lunn, why are you so slow?" Daisy asked in a deliberate voice to distract her mother from seeing Lunn who had just entered the tower with the Phantasmal Shifter entering the tower.