Draco and Xiao Luo were about to grab him when a flash of light flashed in the shadows, and the flames on the vampire's body were extinguished. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The vampire also rolled over from his lying position, propped up his limbs, jumped hard, jumped to the opposite roof, jumped again, and disappeared into the distance.

The snow was still drifting, and under the street lamp, the places that had been bloodstains were covered with a thin layer of snow in a few moments.

In this silent night, there are no pedestrians on the streets, and in about tomorrow morning, maybe dozens of minutes, everything that happens here will disappear with the snow washing, and there will be no trace.

"Santril?" Draco gently climbed up Vio's cheek, then poked over her neck.

There were two shallow blood marks, with tiny traces of blood oozing from the cracks in the skin, but soon the blood dried up and turned into crimson scabs.

Vio approached him weakly, burying his head deep in his clothes, and there was a chill on his snow-soaked clothes, which made Vio shiver.

That's a good sign. She's alive.

Every time she wanted to relax a little and live like a child of a normal, ordinary wizarding family at this age, danger always came unexpectedly, shattering all her illusions about normal life, cruelly reminding her that it was no accident that the reason for crossing through was unknown, and that it was impossible for a time-traveler to fully integrate into the world, no matter how much they pretended.

"Is Santriel, who has always been strong, crying, crying, why are my clothes getting wetter and wetter, if you want to make up for anything, this year's Christmas present should be a gown," Draco's disgusted voice rang out at hand.

"Tut, Draco, I really can't see it, you're also very stingy, it's rare for a young lady to go from a female man to a little bird, you're still so stingy, no wonder I've only seen Pansy a girl who has been dead set on you in the past six months. Xiao Luo sneered beside him, but in the dim light, no one could see his expression clearly.

"Xiao Rom, come and carry her. Draco ignored Xiao Luo's teasing, and quietly picked up Vio, and then beckoned Xiao Luo.

"I can walk on my own. Vio pushed Draco away, and stood up on his feet.

Her voice was calm, and she couldn't hear anything unusual, as if nothing had just happened.

Draco and Xiao Luo picked up the magic joke shop that they had just placed on the ground to help her, and followed.

It is obviously untrue to say that they are not afraid, but both boys have a sense that they cannot at least show fear in front of girls.

They walked cautiously this time, made it back to Duke Honey's candy shop, and then returned to Hogwarts, the safest Hogwarts at the moment, after more than an hour's trek through the tunnels.

As she expected, when the three of them returned to the Slytherin common room, it was pitch black.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron were probably asleep in their comfortable beds.

After exchanging goodnight with Draco and Xiao Luo, Vio climbed the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory alone, and then walked into the corridor that led to her single dormitory, where the last thing missing in the night was darkness and silence, and Vio felt rich now.

Ten minutes later, she lay on her bed, silently waiting for a new day to come. In the cabinet next to the bed where the conch shells were kept, the green satin was still there, and the Danae on it was gone.

Finally, the semester ended, and a silence as thick as snow on the ground enveloped the entire castle.

Harry didn't feel dull, but rather peaceful, and he was happy to think that he, Hermione, and Weasley could come and go in Gryffindor Castle at will.

This means that they can play loud crackling explosions without getting in the way of anyone, and they can also practice duels in secret.

Fred, George, and Ginny also stayed at school instead of going to Egypt with the Weasleys to see Bill.

Percy was unimpressed by their childish behavior, and rarely spent time in the Gryffindor common room.

Percy had been conceited enough to tell them that he had only stayed for Christmas because he, as a full honor student, had a duty to support the teacher's work during this turbulent time.

The dawn of Christmas has arrived, and the weather is cold and full of water.

Harry and Ron were the only two people left in the dormitory, and they were woken up early in the morning by Hermione. She was fully dressed and carried a gift for both of them in her arms.

"Wake up. She said aloud, pulling the curtains up.

"Hermione, you shouldn't be here. Ron said, covering his eyes with his hands to block out the light.

"Merry Christmas to you. Hermione said, tossing him his present. "I've been up for almost an hour and added some lacewings to the decoction. It's boiled up. ”

Harry sat up, fully conscious.

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely. Hermione said, moving Mouse Blob aside and sitting down on the edge of Harry's four-poster bed. "If we're going to do it, I think it's going to be tonight. ”

Just then, Hedwig flew into the room with a small package in her mouth. "Hello," Harry said happily after it landed on Harry's bed, "are you going to speak to me again?"

It bit his ear gently in a very affectionate way, a greeting far more precious than the gift it had brought him. It turned out that the small package had been brought by Mr. and Mrs. Dursley.

They gave Harry a toothpick and a text message asking him if he could stay at Hogwarts for the summer.

The other Christmas gifts Harry received were far more satisfying.

Hagrid gave him a large packet of creamy fudge, and Harry decided to roast it by the fire before eating it.

Ron gave him a book called Flying with the Artillery, which was about some of his favorite things about the Quidditch team.

Hermione bought him a fancy quill pen.

Harry opened the last gift, which turned out to be a brand new hand-knitted sweater from Mrs. Shusley, and a large piece of raisin cake.

He held up Mrs. Weasley's greeting card, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

He thought of Mr. Weasley's car, which had been gone since it collided with Beater Willow, and that he and Ron were going to break the school rules next.

The auditorium is magnificent.

Not only were there a dozen Christmas trees covered in silver frost, and thick friezes of mistletoe and holly crisscrossed on the ceiling, but there was also enchanted snow, warm and dry, falling gently from the ceiling.

It's very pretty, it's very real, it's like it happened before, no, that's what is happening right now......

Harry shook his head and pushed the strange thoughts out of his head, the next thing to pay attention to was to drink the Polyjuice decoction in the evening and go to Slytherin......

Who is that translucent girl standing in the corner over there?

Why is she wearing a Slytherin dress? It may seem familiar, but she's so unreal.

"Harry, Harry?"

Harry opened his eyes, and the curtains in the bedroom were half pulled open, and Ron was lying in front of his bed, close enough that he could see the freckles on his face.

"Wake up buddy, it's time for us to go to the auditorium, whose first class is coming?" Ron let out a happy laugh as he pulled up his pillow and smashed it on his head.

It feels so real to the touch.

So, it was just a dream?

Right, they've already got everything done on Christmas Eve, polyjuice decoction or something......

But the one who looked at him in his dream and was about to cry, why is that girl vio? "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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