Chapter 057: Christmas Eve (II)

"Guess what!" Catherine smiled slightly, raised her voice and shouted, "Drop the weapon immediately, or I can't guarantee that his head won't bloom!" ”

Hermione lowered her wand when she heard this, but Blaise shouted, "I don't believe you dare to shoot!" ”

"Blaise doesn't believe it!" Catherine flashed a big smile at Draco, "That's why I had to shoot!" ”

"Cather—" Draco was about to say something when he heard a "bang" of gunshot, a puff of water spraying his face, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.

"You-!" Blaise's eyes widened in shock, and he suddenly shouted angrily, "I'm fighting with you!" He swung his wand with all his might, and the snowflakes whistled and coalesced above his head, and a huge ice pick was taking shape.

"Catherine—!" Hermione watched in disbelief as the red-haired girl put her hand on Draco's face as a white mist emerged from between his mouth and nose, "Zabini, stop!" The brown-haired girl pounced to interrupt Brace's spell, "Malfoy is alive!" ”

"What!" Blaise looked at Draco in surprise, and the ice pick, which had not yet taken shape, suddenly disintegrated, and with a "boom", burying its caster and Hermione who pounced on her.

"I'm sorry!" As Brace struggled to get out of the snowdrift, he heard Catherine's chuckle, "Now you're all my captives!" Then he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and he fainted, and the last thing that came to mind was that unusually terrible bright smile.

When Blaise opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in the living room of Catherine's dormitory, just wrapped in ice, he looked left and right, and found that Hermione was also like himself, frozen all over, only his head could move, and Harry, Ron, and Pansy were still statues, obviously the inhibition on their bodies had not been broken, only Draco was sitting in a chair, a baby chair.

"Draco, what are you ......" Brace asked curiously, he was pretty sure it wasn't Master Malfoy's decision.

"Completely unconscious from the head down!" Draco said through gritted teeth.

"What the professor means is that since you have been drugged, you should continue to lie down and remain in the same state as they were when you were 'captured'." Catherine's voice suddenly sounded behind them, "But I don't think tonight is Christmas Eve, and I can't let you spend it in a daze, so I'll ask the professor to wake up your head." ”

"I'd rather continue to be confused!" Draco lowered the sound of expletives as he heard Snape's footsteps.

"Catherine, how dare you order those snakes not to let me into my room." Snape yelled angrily, "You'd better have the right reasons, or I wouldn't mind making you like them." ”

"Professor, we should get together on Christmas Eve and have a party." Catherine took his left hand and pulled Snape to Draco's side and sat down, "But since they're still punishing, let's go to the movies instead!" ”

"Movies?" Hermione exclaimed, "How can you watch a movie at Hogwarts?" Doesn't it mean that electromagnetic products can't be used? ”

"The original film only needed a light source and a machine that rotated the film, and it was easy to find an alternative in the wizarding world." Catherine snapped her fingers, and the room went dark, and the lights shot out from behind them, striking a blue house on the white wall and the opening credits:

“Home－Alone－2:Lost－in－New－York”

"Oh my God! It's actually a sequel to Home Alone! ”

"I thought I'd have to wait until I'm home for Easter break to see it!"

The two young wizards who had grown up in the Muggle world immediately shouted cheerfully.

"Is it famous?" The four children who grew up in the wizarding world asked one after another.

"Of course!" Hermione and Harry took advantage of the fact that the movie had not yet started to explain the plot of the previous episode to the other four.

"Quiet! It's time to get started! Catherine suddenly shouted, and the room fell silent, and the children's attention was all focused on the screen, completely oblivious to their own state.

Looking at the screen flickering from time to time, Snape couldn't help but think about his previous life in the Muggle world.

In the sixties and seventies, cinema had become an indispensable part of Muggle life - their dreams and hopes for the future, and no one in the poor and dirty Spidertail Alley would not know Audrey Hepburn in a black evening dress, with a fake jeweled necklace around her neck and a tinky gun in her hand, let alone the enduring 007 collection.

When Snape had not yet become completely disillusioned with the Muggle world, he had snuck into the cinema like the other children in Spidertail Alley, hiding in a corner or ceiling in the middle of nowhere, hoping that one day he would be as happy as the protagonist of the movie.

Unfortunately, it was just a distant dream for him, a dream that could not be realized no matter how hard he tried, he could not protect himself, he could not protect his mother, he could not protect Lily, his world was full of sadness, pain and darkness, and the only ray of sunshine could not be kept.

Thinking of this, Snape's magic couldn't help but become irritable, and they tumbled and boiled in an attempt to destroy the surrounding qiē, but a cool force slowly spread from his left hand, and everywhere he passed, the unwilling anger completely disappeared without a trace.

Snape looked down and saw that Catherine was still holding her right hand, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her face, and the red-haired girl turned her head to look at him as if she was aware of it.

The dim light made it impossible for Snape to see her face, but the familiar brown eyes fell into his mind with extraordinary clarity, without any ridicule or sarcasm, only as moisturizing as a clear spring.

Snape turned his head to look at the screen, but his left hand wrapped the girl's cold little hand in the palm of his hand. Catherine blinked suspiciously, thought for a moment, and rested her head on his shoulder. The black-haired professor's body stiffened for a moment before slowly relaxing, and the red-haired girl closed her eyes and smiled, and soon fell asleep.

As soon as the film ended, the six children began to discuss it happily, but as soon as they spoke, they were interrupted by Snape's cold shouting.

"If you want to make a noise, go to the Gryffindor common room!"

The six children were startled and immediately scrambled to get out, and very obediently ran all the way to the Gryffindor common room.

"Huh! What are you three doing here at Gryffindor? "As the prefect of Gryffindor, Percy stepped up at the first moment.

Draco, Brace, and Pansy then remembered that they were obviously Slytherin students, and they were running around with three Gryffindors, but they ran from the basement to the eighth floor in one go, and they were so tired that they couldn't explain it at all.

"We're inviting them to come!" Hermione, who was impatient, shouted without even breathing.

Harry and Ron looked at her in surprise and nodded vigorously at Percy at the brown-haired girl's glaring gaze.

"Since it's your guest—" Percy pushed his glasses with a look of utter disbelief, "then go to your dorm, after all, there are other Gryffindors on campus." ”

"Yes!" Hermione immediately dragged Pansy towards Harry and Ron's dormitory, and the boys had no choice but to follow.

"Seamus, Dean and Neville are all home, you can stay in Harry and Ron's dorm tonight!" As soon as Hermione rushed into the first-year boys' dormitory, she pulled out her wand and sorted out the housekeeping for the two boys, "I'll go and move my things later, Perkins will have to beg you to sleep with me tonight!" ”

"Why do we have to stay here?" Pansy glared at Hermione's busy back in displeasure.

"If you're not afraid of meeting Douglas or that person, of course you can go back." Hermione glanced back at the three Slytherins and continued to busy.

The three Slytherins looked at each other, and finally gave up their plans to go back to their dorms, after all, you only have one life, and adapting to the environment is also a compulsory course in Slytherin, but-

"Is there a bed that isn't so bright?" As soon as they entered Gryffindor, they were so stimulated by the overwhelming golden red that they could barely open their eyes.

"I'm sorry!" "Nope!" Harry and Ron gloated, but as soon as they finished speaking, the sheets and quilts of the other three beds had all turned silvery-green, and there was an extra change of clothes on each bedside table.

"This is indeed my clothes!" "How can it be so effective?" Pansy and Blaise are puzzled, as Slytherin is the only house without house-elves to help with housekeeping, and Snape's ban is valid in every corner of Hogwarts.

"The Godfather must have found out that we were here!" Draco thought of Dobby, who was the only house-elf at Hogwarts who didn't have to worry about Snape's ban, but given Catherine's relationship with Snape, he must have gotten Snape's permission first.

"That's it! Now that the sheets have been changed and the clothes are available, let's wash and sleep! As soon as Hermione's words fell, Harry and Ron immediately guessed the fist, and Harry grabbed his clothes and rushed into the bathroom, and the Slytherins realized that Gryffindor was a dormitory.

"Perkins, come with me to the girls' dormitory first!" Pansy was stunned for a moment, hurriedly picked up her clothes and followed Hermione away, Blaise and Draco looked at each other, reluctantly pulled a chair and sat down to chat, while Ron lay on the bed and read a book.

The two talked about the movie just now, Ron listened for a while, and couldn't help but express his opinion, by the time Harry finished taking a shower, they were already arguing, and by the time Hermione and Pansy returned, their topic had changed to how to use Hogwarts Castle against the enemy.

Christmas Eve in '92 was a very peculiar experience for the six children, who had to accept things they didn't agree with in the past, and then they all found that their cognition was really one-sided, and when they closed their eyes and fell asleep, they couldn't help but decide to expand their knowledge.

On Christmas morning, when Catherine opened her eyes, the sun had already come out, and she stretched and slipped back into the bed like a cat, and after a while, she came out of the end of the bed with a blackbird puppet with an extra long tail, squinted and shook to the mirror to brush her teeth.