"Oh, don't tell me—" Hermione lamented, "are you encouraging Harry to break the school rules and go to Hogsmeade?" Don't forget, there's a Sirius on the run! It's not safe ...... outside"

"Don't be stupid, Hermione." Fred said.

"Sirius can't be in Hogsmeade, don't forget what Professor Lyle just said, it's full of Dementors." George said with a wink.

"Besides, I think it's good for Harry to go to Hogsmeade now, he's going to love it, think about it, you'll have to wait two years if you go through the normal way!"

"Oh, you can't, you can't do this......" Hermione's two small hands tugged at the corners of her clothes, biting her lower lip tightly. She tried to stop them, but sadly found that she didn't have that position at all, and she couldn't take the moral high ground - the last time she and Lyle went to Hogsmeade, they happened to be bumped into by the Weasley twins.

Forget it, since Lyle didn't say anything. Don't meddle in your own business. The little girl thought angrily, but looking at her expression, it was obvious that she was not very willing.

"By the way, it looks like we still need to play a Quidditch before the holidays, right?" Fred suddenly interjected, "The opponent seems to be from the Ravenclaw team, but the Seeker seems to be a newcomer...... Wood wants us to take some time out of the next few days to train a few times...... Wood just told us. ”

"Oh my God, Wood must be crazy......" Ron couldn't help but shrink his neck as he glanced out the window at the goose feather snow that had just been falling, and moved closer to the fire.

Ravenclaw? New Seeker? Pei Chen's heart moved slightly, and he remembered the figure of someone.

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Time flies, after all, the net has been cast, and the next thing is to prepare to close the net, and there is no need to make too many movements.

But the calm before the storm was a joke, because one after another things happened.

First of all, the day before the Quidditch match, two more students were attacked, but I don't know if it was deliberately manipulated or something, and both escaped for some very coincidental reason and survived, but they were petrified like Professor Lockhart - Mrs. Sprout didn't say anything about it, anyway, there was not much difference between one pill and three pills.

The workload will not be much heavier.

There are also Dementors who are hungry and break into the stadium during a Quidditch match, causing panic. Harry fell off his broomstick, breaking his calf bone. Gryffindor suffered a heavy defeat, losing to Ravenclaw, and even the score gap was more than 100 points at one point.

Originally, the game was a nine-ten-ten, because the Avaenclaw Seeker was a new girl. That's right, it's Qiu Zhang. Because of the tight time, they obviously didn't run in well, and even the Ravenklay Academy itself felt that there was no chance of winning, and just hoped that the score would not be pulled too far, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen, and the peaks turned around.

This caused Wood to kneel on the court for more than an hour in despair and humiliation, only to be dragged back by the twins' forceful knockout, with a big bag on the door of his head - Professor McGonagall was very pleased with their attacks on their classmates, and although she also found it irritating that Wood was stupid in such weather, she still justly punished the twin brothers for going to the hospital to clean the night pot.

However, the atmosphere in the castle did panic, and everyone began to endanger themselves. Not to mention girls, even boys have to go to the toilet in groups of three or five before they dare to go, so you can imagine that they are scared enough.

By the way, when Harry fell, the broomstick was almost blown by the high air wind to the beating willow in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, and if it hadn't been intercepted by Professor Flitwick, I am afraid that this Light Wheel 2000 would have been crushed on the spot.

After hearing such news, Pei Chen was only slightly surprised, and he didn't care too much. After all, in his eyes, Harry's body was densely packed with traces of the existence of various detection magic, positioning magic, and guardian magic, which showed that Harry was almost under Dumbledore's surveillance and even control at all times, how could something happen?

Pei Chen even had reason to suspect that this accident was all manipulated by the old fox.

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"Merry Christmas, Harry!"

When he woke up the next morning, the first thing Harry saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed. Ron's red, furry head was right in front of his eyes, sleepy-eyed as he blessed him.

"Merry Christmas." Harry muttered, then groped out of bed and put on his dressing gown.

"Come and see, I've received a few gifts!"

"So what do you think you're going to receive? Cabbage? Ron said, joking, then turned to his own pile of packages, which was much larger than Harry's. Obviously, Ron had more friends than Harry.

Harry happily prepared to open the presents, forgetting even the frustration of losing a Quidditch match. You must know that he was depressed for a long time before, and he didn't even pay too much attention to his broken calf bone.

Harry picked up the paper bag on top. It was covered in a thick layer of brown paper, on which the dragon danced "Hagrid to Harry". Inside was a crudely made flute, apparently made by Hagrid himself. Harry blew - it sounded a bit like an owl calling.

The second, very small paper bag had a note in it.

"We received your letter with a Christmas gift for you. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Penny"

As well as sticking to the strip of paper with scotch tape is a fifty pence coin.

"It's friendly." Harry said. However, Ron seemed to be fascinated by the Muggle coin, and Harry simply gave him fifty pence, much to Ron's ecstasy.

"Hagrid sent it, Aunt and Uncle sent it - who sent it?" Harry pointed to the remaining parcels with some confusion.

"I think I know who gave it to me." Ron said, blushing slightly, pointing to a bulging paper bag.

"It's my mom. I told her, you thought you weren't going to get a present—oh no," he groaned, "and she knitted you a sweater like the Weasleys." ”

Harry tore open the paper bag and saw a thick, bright green hand-knitted sweater and a large box of homemade fudge. "She's so nice." Harry said, tasting a piece of creamy fudge and finding it very sweet.

Next up was a pair of glasses from Professor Lupin, which didn't look like anything on the outside, but they were very sturdy, and they saw things very clearly, and they also applied a number of spells such as "water and moisture resistance" to keep them constant, because the original pair of glasses shattered when Harry fell off the broomstick.

Hermione had a large box of horseshoe-shaped chocolates, and Ron had it too.

Ron said jealously, "You don't know, Hermione was already out just now, and I saw her in the common room...... You would never have imagined what gift she had received - Professor Lyell had prepared for her a whole month of travel in various European countries! No wonder she was going home, but in the end she changed her mind and stayed, and it turned out that she was going to hang out with Professor Lyle......"

Seeing Ron's eyes red with jealousy, Harry chuckled a few times, wisely not saying anything, but asked, "Won't you open the gift?" And some, maybe Professor Lyell gave you some valuable gifts, too? ”

"How is it possible, I don't know Professor Lyle well......" Ron waved his hand wistfully, he was not interested at all, everything he was most afraid of was comparison, compared to Hermione Granger's gift, other people's gifts were nothing. But the gift still has to be unpacked, and he dragged it out for a while before opening the gift again.

"Huh? Who sent this? Why is there no note? Harry opened the box and found that a slender black leather case had fallen out of it, with a silver line printed on the box: Broomstick Repair Kit.

"Wow, Merlin is on top!" Harry whispered, unzipping the box and looking at its contents.

Inside, there is a large jar of Fleetwood brand highly perfect broomstick polish, a pair of silver gleaming broom shears, a tiny brass compass that can be worn on a broomstick for long trips, and a Broomstick Care Manual.

"It's strange, who sent it, not even a note." Although Harry felt that his mood had completely improved in an instant, he wondered who the person who had given the gift was. It can't be Professor Lyle, right?

But just as the thought arose in his mind, he saw Professor Lyle's gift, and when he opened it, he found that it was the same broomstick repair kit, which was very beautiful.

"Well, it doesn't look like Professor Lyle......" Harry shook his head and looked at the last package, which Harry picked up and touched, it was lightweight. Just as he was about to open it, he suddenly heard Ron's ecstatic screams, and his hands shook in fright, and the paper bag fell down.

Something like a liquid, silver-gray slid down to the floor, clumping together and shining.

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"Let me see what you sent me......"

After Pei Chen unwrapped the gift package with a smile, his expression froze in an instant.

Hermione couldn't help but smile and watched him put away the big jar of horseshoe-shaped chocolates with an expressionless face, not to mention anything else, if it was an ordinary person, if he ate all the chocolates of this amount, he would have to grow at least two catties of meat to meet the calories.

"But my friends are really few, just a few ......"

Pei Chen glanced at the package on the ground, and suddenly such a sentence appeared.

"No, isn't that a lot?" Hermione looked at the mountain-high pile of gifts, and couldn't understand what he meant by "having a lot of friends." It must be at least a three-digit gift!

"Heh, Hermione, you're still too young, could it be that someone gave you a gift and that's a friend?" Pei Chen shook his head and smiled, "Most of the gifts here are courteous, if you really want to say how much heart there is...... Gee. ”

Pei Chen said as he picked out Dumbledore's gift and quickly unpacked it, only to find a slender fiery red tail feather, from which the faint but clear heat leaked out, obviously Fawkes's feathers.

Ignoring Hermione's surprised eyes, Pei Chen despised Old Deng's behavior of borrowing flowers to worship Buddha.

"Let's go, let's go...... It's time to speed up the plot, your vacation starts today, and it's like that for dozens of days...... I hope that after we come back from travel and start school, there will be fish in the net! Reaching out and rubbing the girl's brown hair, Pei Chen said strange words.