Chapter 33: The End of Christmas
"Yo, you didn't spend the night at Lori's house last night?" Alice said teasingly in the early morning. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Info Xiwen looked at Alice, who was preparing breakfast for two, and was a little speechless, "Don't kid Sister Alice." "Over the foyer is a bunch of Christmas presents for you, from your little wizards at Hogwarts. β
"Dental Care Kit-" Looking at the gift from the Granger couple that Hermione forwarded, Siwen had a toothache, and if his teeth were really hard, there might be nothing on this broken earth that he couldn't bite. Oh, fortunately, little Hermione's own gift is relatively normal, and she stuffed a piece of Hermione's homemade biscuit into her mouth, and it tasted pretty good.
"Yo, little Harry's gift, tsk, these things are to be purchased from Hogsmeade, I don't know how many golden Galleons the Weasley twin brothers took from Harry. β
Looking at the Weasley brothers' prop set, Siwen picked out a bottle of potion, these two madmen, fortunately, the Sirodil Betta and Abixien Longfin Fish are extinct, and the replacement is also difficult to find in the wizarding world, they actually made this potion. Looking at the strange seductive color in their hands, the potion made of pearls, antlers, magic salt, and animal-based materials, did they think that they could do illegal things under the influence of the scum protection law while they were under the age of 14?
Xi Wen continued to read, and the Ravenclaw prefect, Miss Penelope Shimizu, sent a copy of "Detailed Explanations of Ancient Magic Scripts and Runic Seals", my dear, I stared at it when there were no hieroglyphics in this world. Wait--this, what the hell is this love handkerchief? The British Empire seems to be harassing underage boys, even if they are in love.
The classmates in the Ravenclaw department sent basically all kinds of strange books, and it is estimated that it is short of "Five Years of Owls Three Years of Simulation"-
"Merry Christmas, Sister Alice. β
"Hey, old Zhuhuang, someone crawled out in the middle of the night to give a gift to his little lover, and I could only receive it the next day. Alice stood with her face in tears. Xiwen approached quietly, stood on tiptoe, and leaned towards the beautiful face, his nose seemed to have smelled the vague body fragrance, and his lips seemed to have reached his goal.
Boom -- Like a flat-fire cannon, Xiwen flew out against the floor, plowed a ditch in the yard, and finally stopped. "I thought I was going to fly off the horizon. Xiwen shook his head helplessly. With a wave of his hand, he repaired the mess in the house.
After packing up and arriving at Hermione's house, the agitated Granger couple had apparently found their home clinic back to normal. After saying hello to "Merry Christmas", Xiwen naturally pulled the little Lori Hermione on the side, but a certain Lori's expression seemed to be very unkind, it is estimated that if it weren't for the Granger couple here, a certain Xiwen's ankle would be kicked again.
However, Xiwen glanced at a certain Lori Hermione's newly replaced white silk, and it didn't seem to be a bad thing to kick it - cough cough, you are a decent Xiwen, how can you expect this kind of thing.
"Where are we going?" asked Mr. Granger, who was driving. I never thought that Miss Alice, who looked so quiet and elegant, would drive like a wild race car driver. Along the way, all kinds of dangers are avoided by all kinds of vehicles.
"Westminster, not far away. "Westminster and Barnett's side by side are close together, but one is the Old Imperial City and the other is the Old Commons.
It was also a manor, and after getting out of the car, I saw a familiar figure, and the only one the Granger family knew, Will, came over with an elegant and beautiful lady.
"Hello, Mr. Granger, Lady Granger, and little Hermione, this is my wife, Elizabeth. β
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Turner. Mr. Granger was carrying two packets of food. This is what he said when he asked if he wanted to prepare a souvenir, and that those who came only needed to bring their own food.
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"What's the matter, is this homesickness?" Sitting on the train back to Hogwarts, looking at Hermione with red circles in her eyes, "rest assured, no one will be embarrassed by Mr. and Mrs. Granger again." β
"A good Christmas surprise -- it didn't scare anyone. Hermione looked at Sivin angrily, "The Queen's fruit tarts and pies, the Soviet Marshal's borscht and potato goulash, the German FΓΌhrer's homemade sausages." β
"Well, everyone is very easy-going, it's just a family dinner, and there are no Western reporters making big news, and Mr. and Mrs. Granger don't feel any constraints. Didn't Mr. Raymond Blanc praise your homemade cured meats and hams for their excellent taste? Xiwen took out a sausage like a strange man, and decisively sandwiched it in the bread and ate it when he saw that little Lori's face was even worse.
"And Mr. Will, Willener!God, the founder of the British Shipping Company, the legendary pirate and navigator of the eighteenth century. And Captain Jack Perry, Captain Edward, and even the legendary Captain Li Huamei, the Pearl of the Orient!" Hermione said with wide-eyed questioning.
"Well, Mr. Will's seafood feast is fresh and delicious, it's all caught from the deep sea. Xiwen's low synchronization rate really made Helori unbearable, Ah woo took a bite on Xiwen's arm, and seemed to feel a little distressed about Xiwen, her pink little tongue licked lightly on the bite marks, and then Hermione reacted to what she was doing, and pushed Xiwen violently and turned her head.
"There is an old saying in the East, called a bottle of dissatisfaction, half a bottle of bang, like those people, have returned to the basics, there is no pursuit of power or money in their hearts, just treat them as friends and get along with nothing. On the contrary, like Malfoy, he hypnotizes himself and others by constantly shouting and being arrogant, and he has to rely on this way to show his status. β
Sure enough, in the corridor of the train, the words of a certain blonde Malfoy came clearly, about two out of ten sentences are Scarhead is a weak chicken, if I also have Scarhead, I will destroy the world in minutes, punch Merlin, kick Grindelwald, crush the world in minutes, and the remaining eight sentences are all how my dad is, how my dad is.
At this time, little Hermione also expressed her approval. Then she seemed to think again, "Well, the one from Siberia, Sistaror, why did he see Sister Alice giving him bread, like-" Little Hermione couldn't think of an adjective to describe it, probably like a mouse being fed rat poison by a cat.
And at this moment, Xiwen once again showed the face-changing trick of the big country in the East, and then looked at Hermione seriously, and made three movements, covering his eyes with both hands, covering his ears with both hands, and covering his mouth with both hands, "You are in a hurry, Sister Alice's bread" said Xiwen shuddered, "You must pursue three principles, don't listen, don't look, don't ask." β
"Your face is green. β
With the roar of the steam engine, the train gradually left London, crossed the barrier, and entered the magical world towards their destination, Hogwarts.