Christmas is in anticipation, and it's time for Aitch to unpack gifts, and Erwin is tearing chicken breast on the ground, his eyes still looking at Aitch, as if he is asking him for a gift. Aitch also gave Crookhill a ball of yarn to make him have a lot of fun, so he couldn't choose one over the other and forget about his own Elwin.

Aitch did not disappoint Erwin by taking a bell from a small gift box and tying it around its neck with a red ribbon. Erwin walked up, deliberately shaking his head and clanging his head, which was very funny, and he didn't even bother to eat the chicken breast, and ran to show off to Crook Mountain.

Aitch carried the gifts to the dormitory and opened them one by one on the floor. Professor Snape still gave him a gift, a bottle of Elixir that would make people extremely lucky for an hour. The last time Aitch stole his medicine, he was lukewarm to Aitch. Even though he had an almost cold face at everyone, Aitch could feel his anger. Later, it was Aitch who stuffed a few bottles of basilisk venom into the medicine he put back, and the situation improved a bit.

Hermione was sending a miniature model of the Louvre that she had brought back from a trip to France. During the summer vacation, Aitch didn't accompany her, and Hermione felt sorry for him, and when Hogsmeade learned of Aitch's desire to go abroad, he took the souvenir she intended to treasure as a Christmas present.

Because the relationship between Aitch and Ron improved, Ron also gave a symbolic gift, and Aitch knew his financial situation, so he understood it.

Sirius had only sent a letter saying that he had kept a shelf of ancient books in Edge's house, treasures that he would not have found if it weren't for the old wizarding family.

Interesting Harry's gift, it was a book, a leather photo album to be exact, full of magical photos of Harry's parents. In his first year, Hagrid gave Harry a copy, but much of it was left out to hide Elwin's presence. Of course, Harry's book and Edge's book were complete now, because Blake didn't feel the need to hide it anymore.

Aitch sat on the bed, pulled the curtains around the bed, and began to flip through the pages of the album until he stopped at the photograph of the Potters on their wedding day. Jaime was waving at him, smiling all over his face, his messy black hair, inherited by Harry, standing on end in all directions. There is also Lily, whose face is radiant with happiness, standing side by side with Jaime holding hands, and Blake, who is grinning and acting as the best man.

Aitch flipped through the photo album, followed by a photo of another beautiful boy with auburn hair, in addition to Harry. He put down his biting foot and ran to Lily; He ate with a mouth full of oil; He sat on the ground babbling after little Harry on a broomstick......

Aitch closed the album and tilted his head back and closed his eyes, and it took a while to regain his usual calmness. He wrapped the album in a new gift box and went downstairs to eat.

When Aitch arrived in the lobby, just as lunch was about to begin, he found that the tables had been moved to the wall again, and there was only one table in the center of the room for twelve people. Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, and Flitwick were all there, as was Filch, the janitor. Filch had stripped off his usual brown coat and was wearing an old and rather outdated tuxedo. On top of that, it's surprising that Blake also has a seat, and he doesn't have a position at Hogwarts! Professor Terry Lauter said that in order to conform to the arrangement of fate, he also sat in a position.

"Merry Christmas!" Dumbledore beckoned Aitch to come over, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione approached the table. "There aren't many of us, it's a bit silly to use those tables in the courtyards, sit down, sit down!"

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Aitch sat side by side at the end of the table, just in time for a table. Aitch picked up Erwin, who had followed Hermione out of the Gryffindor dormitory, and sat him on his lap.

"Firecrackers!" Dumbledore said enthusiastically, handing Snape the tail of a large silver firecracker, who reluctantly took it. The firecracker slammed, like a gun, and scattered, revealing a large witch's hat on top of it, and a specimen of a mountain carving on top of it

Harry probably remembered Boggart's story, and looked at Ron with a pair of eyes, and both grinned; Snape's mouth pursed, and he pushed the hat to Dumbledore, who immediately replaced it with his wizard's hat.

"Let's eat!" Dumbledore said with a smile to the table.

Harry was fetching baked potatoes for himself, but his mind was more on Aitch than Blake's. Although there was no substantial evidence, the two had already decided that Aitch was Harry's brother Erwyn.

Harry picked up the photo album for Aitch for Christmas, and also listened to Blake's suggestion to test Aitch's reaction, but he seemed to be bland. Hasn't he opened the gift yet?

Hermione looked around and asked, "Where's Professor Lupin?" ”

"I'm afraid the poor man is sick again," Dumbledore said, motioning for everyone to start eating, "and he's unlucky to be sick at Christmas." ”

"But I think someone must already know, doesn't they, Sybil?" Professor McGonagall said, raising her eyebrows. Professor McGonagall was unimpressed by Professor Trilaw's prophecy.

Professor Trelawney gave Professor McGonagall a nonchalant look.

"Of course I know, Minerva," she said calmly, "but people don't boast that they know everything. I often behave as if I don't have the eyes so that others don't get nervous. ”

"That says a lot." Professor McGonagall said bitterly.

Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly became less indistinct. "If you must know, Minerva, I've seen that poor Professor Lupin won't be with us for long. He himself seemed to understand that his time was running out. When I volunteered to show him the crystal ball, he always avoided ......"

"Think about it." Professor McGonagall said dryly.

"I suppose," said Dumbledore, his tone cheerful, but with a slight increase, which ended the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney, "Professor Lupin is not in immediate danger. Severus, did you concoct potions for him again? ”

"Yes, Headmaster." Snape said.

"Well," said Dumbledore, "then he'll soon be able to get out of bed and walk around." ”

Blake shook his glass in a toast, and he and Aitch clinked a glass, "Thank you so much, Aitch. Otherwise, I might still be wandering outside, and I wouldn't be able to eat such delicious food. ”

"However, while we are enjoying lunch, I have some small questions that I need to ask you. May I? Blake was surprised to hear from Harry not long ago, he hadn't thought about the questions Harry had raised.

And today, Blake took Lupin's position just for a chance to get Erwin back!

"I don't dare to say anything, it's okay to discuss if you have a problem." Aitch was prepared for Black's attack, which he had guessed from the photo album Harry had sent, who would give someone a copy of their childhood memories for no reason?

"May I ask Aitch, do you know your background?" Blake's words seemed more tempting than the food on the table, and everyone except Erwin stopped to stuff something into their mouths.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Aitch dropped the knife and fork in his hand and picked up the teacup, "Since someone has orphaned me and doesn't want me anymore, why should I go to them with a dead face?" ”

Blake's mouth was dry open, choking like a hammer in his chest, and Erwin's loss was his greatest fault, making him forget what he was about to say.