Cialis, you are completely disgusted by your godson...... (Okay, I know this person is really broken, but anyway, the three views from this text are not normal, it doesn't matter.) ）

PS: Harry, don't you notice that your inner OS is getting stronger and stronger, and it's starting to develop in a sullen direction?

Finally, I wish you all a happy Christmas Eve

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Sword 2 (Reversed): A flirtatious performance.

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Hogwarts Gryffindor Common Room, England

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On Christmas morning, Harry was woken up by a pillow thrown at him by Ron.

"Hey! Gift! ”

Harry reached for his glasses and put them on, squinting at the foot of the bed in the half-light and half-darkness, where a small pile of packages had already appeared. Ron was already tearing the wrapping paper of his own gift.

"Mom gave me another hooded leather coat...... Maroon again! See if you get one too. ”

Harry, of course, too.

Mrs. Weasley gave him a scarlet hooded leather coat with a Gryffindor lion woven into the placket, as well as twelve home-baked minced meat pies, some Christmas pastries, and a box of crunchy peanut flakes. When he removed them, he saw a slender package underneath.

"What's that?"

Ron asked, looking at it.

He had just opened the package with a pair of chestnut socks in his hand.

"I don't know ......"

Harry tore open the package and rolled a beautiful, sparkling broomstick onto his bed, gasping for breath.

Ron dropped his socks and jumped out of bed to take a closer look.

"I can't believe it."

He said in a hoarse voice.

It was a firebolt, exactly the same one Harry had ever dreamed of every day when he was in Diagon Alley.

Harry picked it up, and it sparkled. He could feel it trembling, and he let go; It hung in mid-air, without any support, and was just right above the ground for him to ride on. His eyes went from the golden serial number at the top of the broomstick to the end of the completely smooth, streamlined broom.

"Who gave it to you?"

Ron asked quietly.

"See if there's a card."

Harry raised an eyebrow - in fact, he had probably guessed who had given him the firebolt. But there are some things that Opar said, as he said, just know them, and there is no need to say them.

Speaking of which, there aren't many third-year Slytherin students staying at school this Christmas, and I heard that it seems to be because they are going to attend the engagement ceremony of the girl named "Pansy". He knew about this during the summer vacation, and at the time he thought it was just a joke, but he didn't expect it to be true.

But Harry had always found it a little strange - they were only 13 or 4 years old now, right? Engaged so early? He thinks it's 16 as the legal age of majority, right?

Belch...... He almost forgot that this was the wizarding world, well, he didn't say anything about it.

By this time, Ron had already torn open the wrapping paper of the firebolt.

"Nothing! Heck, who the hell spends so much money for you? ”

"Who knows......"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was already 100% sure in his heart that the person who sent the broom must be his new godfather who had just confessed and was still undergoing "electric shock therapy", and Harry couldn't even get angry - hadn't they all repeatedly stressed that he should not do anything superfluous? Why can't you learn well?

Almost instantly, Harry realized what Opal's "just keep him as a big dog" when he saw him again, wagging his tail and swooping down and showing off, Harry felt like he understood what Opal meant by "just keep him as a big dog".

"I bet it's Dumbledore."

Ron said as he walked around the firebolt, "Didn't he give you the Cloak of Invisibility anonymously when he was in first grade?" ”

"But that's my dad's."

Harry could only say to Ron's thoughts, "Dumbledore just gave it back to me." As a principal, he could never afford to spend so much money on his students. ”

"That's why he didn't say he sent it!"

And the more Ron thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct, "Otherwise, the guy like Malfoy would definitely say that he was biased." Hey! ”

Ron laughed out loud as if he had thought of something, "Malfoy! He'll die when he sees you riding this broomstick! It's a world-class broom, really! ”

So you can't listen to people, do you?

"It's all said it can't be Dumbledore......"

Looking at Ron, who was already completely immersed in his imagination and laughing breathlessly, Harry put his hand on his forehead, "You guess it's Professor Ropin, it's better than Headmaster Dumbledore, right?" ”

"What?"

Ron had already stopped laughing, but laughed again when Harry said that, "Lupin? Listen Harry, if he had so much money. He would have been able to buy himself a few new robes......"

“……”

Harry didn't speak, and he had always lacked the enthusiasm to discuss gossip about such matters.

"But that's right, after all, he likes you."

Rubbing his stomach and sitting up, Ron spoke, "He wasn't there when you smashed that light wheel, he probably heard about it, so he went to Diagon Alley and bought you a handful of ......."

"You say he wasn't there? What does that mean? ”

Noticing some clues in Ron's words, Harry asked, "Was he sick when I was in the game?" ”

"Well, I remember he wasn't in the school hospital at the time."

Ron reminded, "I was in the hospital at the time, didn't Snape punish me to wash the kettle?" Do you still have an impression? ”

After frowning and remembering for two or three seconds, Harry shook his head, "I still don't think Lupin can afford something like this." ”

It's not that he's discriminating, it's because ...... Harry remembers very well that when he was chatting with Sirius that day, he heard him mention that Lupin's family background was very bad, not to mention that Lupin's usual dress at Hogwarts was also there, and if he really bought this firebow arrow, he would definitely take half a year's teaching salary and then hang his mouth, it was impossible at all.

"What are you two talking about?"

At this time, Hermione, who was also staying at the school, walked in in her dressing gown, followed by Crook Mountain. However, she soon saw the fire bolt in Harry's hand, and subconsciously opened her mouth wide, but "Oh, Harry! Who gave this to you? ”

"I didn't bring a card or anything with me for this gift."

Harry replied casually, then turned his attention to the other unopened gifts, and then, from the pile of gold and red gifts, he picked out a silver-wrapped gift that could be described as "unique" - if there was anything to do with Christmas, it was probably two golden reindeer bells on it.

It was definitely given to him by Opal.

Harry thought firmly, and the greeting card attached to the gift confirmed it - but Harry really felt a little dizzy + inferior when he looked at the beautiful flowers.

"To Harry: Merry Christmas. From:Opal"

Then, in the corner of the greeting card, Harry found a small line written like a pattern: "A certain big dog is about to howl through the roof of my manor, I hope that the firebolt has not caused you unnecessary trouble, and the broom handle has the mark of my manor." ”

Well, although there was a dark line on some of the above, Harry felt that this sentence was worth more than the potion pack for the treatment of myopia.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you pulling a face? ”

Over there, Ron, who thought Hermione looked a little strange, spoke.

"I don't know."

Hermione said slowly, "But this is a bit weird, isn't it?" I mean, this should be a pretty good broomstick, isn't it? ”

Ron let out an angry breath, "This is the best broomstick ever, Hermione. ”

"Then it must be expensive!"

"Of course, it's probably more expensive than all the Slytherin broomsticks combined."

"Hmm...... Who would give Harry something of such value without telling him who it was? ”

"Who cares about this!"

Ron was impatient and Hermione continued to answer your questions and turned to Harry, "Listen, Harry, will you lend me a ride later?" Okay? ”

"I don't think anyone can ride it at the moment!"

Hermione shrieked.

"Alright, Hermione."

Stopping Ron from speaking out in disbelief, Harry said calmly, "I know you're worried, but I can guarantee that this firebolt is safe." ”

"What can you promise? Harry, you can't forget what you've been through over the past few years......"

Hermione's retort, as Harry grabbed the firebolt and pointed a mark to her, came to an abrupt end, "Uh, okay...... It's true that I'm thinking too much. ”

Because she had seen that pattern so many times around someone, she was impressed. Since this firebolt has this mark on it, then the origin should be fine.

"What?"

Completely unresponsive, Ron was confused, and after looking in the direction Harry was pointing, he pointed to a pattern similar to a rose, with a black bat in the center of the rose, and in the center of the bat's body, there was a golden letter "C" in the body - seriously, the reason why I didn't notice it at first was because the pattern was too delicate, and it was after the symbol of the fire bolt, so whether it was Ron or Harry, They all ignored the pattern as part of the logo, "Harry, what does that mean?" ”

"It's nothing, of course it's okay to lend you this firebow arrow, but I can only lend you this afternoon, and I can't lend it to anyone else - you know, I haven't been able to ride it yet!"

"No problem!"

Harry casually sent Ron to the side, happily continuing to shoot at the fire bolts, and then turned to Hermione, "Hermione, you have to admit that if it's her, she does have the money. If I'm not mistaken, Drak should have received the same firebow arrow. She's always been speechless about what she's always done in this regard. ”

“…… That, I'm just worried about ......."

Scratching her hair a little embarrassed, Hermione whispered, "Harry, you know that Hogwarts hasn't been very peaceful lately......"

"I know, Hermione, you're worried about me too."

Smiling heartily at Hermione, Harry spread his hands and shrugged, "But I think ...... You've been nervous too hard lately. Relax Hermione, you know, it's Christmas. I think even Voldemort and his men need to rest. ”

Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at him when he said that, but laughed, "Okay, okay, that's ......"

======================I am the dividing line of the butterfly at the beginning of the plot =================

Hogwarts Library

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After a chaotic lunchtime, Harry wisely ignored Trelawney's "death prophecy" and smiled as Ron happily took his firebolt to the playground to show off his test flight, before walking to the library with his notebook - Hermione was already waiting for him.

"Ron went to the playground, didn't he?"

Seeing that Harry was the only one coming, Hermione had a "hating iron but not steel" expression, "That's your Christmas present, right?" What is he doing to show off? ”

"Hehe, Ron doesn't have any bad intentions."

Harry just smiled indifferently at Hermione's grievances, and put the notebook in his hand on the table and spread it out, "But Hermione, I really want to thank you for staying behind to help during the Christmas holidays." ”

"It's nothing, anyway, learning is my fun."

Smiling a little embarrassedly, Hermione also spread out the book in front of her, "But it's Christmas after all, let's look at something lighter." Opal also said that these things can be used to relax......"

"Hermione, I really didn't say it...... You should pay a little attention to your dress, right? ”

Looking at Hermione's distinctive unkempt hair, Harry hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I'm a boy so it's okay, but I think Hermione will be pretty if you dress up a little more." ”

"Harry......"

Rubbing her hair a little weakly, Hermione glared at him with a slightly red face, "Why do you say the same thing as everyone else?" Is now the time to talk about such things? How old are we? ”

“…… It's not too small, and there are people engaged on the Slytherin side......"

Harry muttered, feeling that he had nothing to do with good intentions - completely forgetting that he had been quite slanderous about it before.

Well, he admits that he is still a little selfish, after all, there is Opal's high-level beauty in front of him to take care of his eyeballs, and then turn back to Gryffindor...... Hermione, one of the members of the group that appeared around him all day long, felt compelled to seek some eye boon for himself.

"Harry! Harry, are you there? ”

Just as Hermione was about to retort, Ron's loud voice rang out.

He almost broke into the library on a rampage - Harry was suspicious that if it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Pince hadn't come at the moment, the entire library would have been just him and Hermione, and Ron would definitely have been smacked straight out of the door by a pan before he was stabbed to death by so many eye knives.

"What's the matter?"

Sighing helplessly, Harry raised his hand and gestured, "Such a flustered ......"

"Of course it's a big deal!"

Ron excitedly waved his hand in one of his hands, which was still clutching the firebolt in his other, "And it's about you, Harry...... You'd never think what I received while in the hallway! It's a shame you weren't there!! ”

"Christmas presents?"

Harry tentatively guessed, but Ron shook his head, so he could only guess again, "It can't be a gift from Headmaster Dumbledore, right?" ”

Anyway, it can't be Snape's conscience or something......

"Haha, I know you can't guess."

Ron placed a pink envelope on the table, which had become a little crumpy, that he had been holding in his hand, and proudly received it as if he had received it himself, "Harry, this is a love letter to you." It's a schoolgirl from Ravenclaw! ”

"What?!" X2

As Harry gasped, he was surprised to find a chorus next to him, and he instantly calmed down - well, he wasn't the only one who was frightened, and now his mind was balanced......