Hermione caught a key word from Percy's mouth, but she didn't mention it, and out of politeness, she suppressed her curiosity.

The good brothers on the other side were less evasive, and after hearing Ron talk about why he didn't come home for Christmas, Harry pulled the sleeve of his sweater and asked, "Aunt Muriel?" I've never heard you mention it before."

"It's my mother's elders, very rich, super rich. She doesn't seem to have any other relatives, and she comes to her house almost every year for Christmas."

Ron said nonchalantly, and helped pull the sweater on Harry's other shoulder, his best friend was so thin that even though his mother had made a point of downsizing, it was still a little bigger on him.

"When I was a child, Aunt Muriel would always bring us a lot of gifts and give us a lot of pocket money, but unfortunately my father would take the money back and return it to my aunt every time, which made her very unhappy."

Ron said with some regret that Christmas was the only time he could remember seeing Kim Galleon piled up on the table.

"Until the year before last, George and Fred didn't know what was going crazy, and rushed out when Aunt Muriel was stuffing the money into Ginny, snatched the Galleons and stuffed them back into the old lady's handbag, and from then on Mom wouldn't let us go home for Christmas, saying that she would wait for Auntie to be angry."

Ron shrugged, he wanted to keep those Garons, but he knew that Dad wouldn't let up in this regard.

"I always had a feeling that there was something else going on, and Aunt Muriel liked the twins the most, so she wouldn't be angry with them all the time."

Ron always felt that there were some things in the house that were a little weird, he didn't like to use his head, but he wasn't stupid, there were some things that Mom and Dad had been deliberately hiding from them, and the boy had determined this a few years ago.

The eldest brother has been getting more and more depressed and haggard lately, and perhaps he should ask the twins about it, believing that they must have found out something.

Thinking of the two out-of-tune brothers, Ron found that after he was awakened from a coma by trying drugs, the twins faced him a little strangely, could there be any side effects of that apple?

Ron subconsciously touched his lips, always feeling that there was something uncomfortable after eating the apple.

Soon, however, he was distracted by the sheer pile of wizard packets.

The vast Great Hall of Hogwarts was left to the children to frolic today, and even the normally serious Professor McGonagall laughed as the twins were chased by Percy.

After a while, the three of them reconciled, and Ron, Ginny, and Harry, who had been dragged in, sang a childhood song with Bill.

Glancing at Harry secretly, Ginny blushed and lowered her head, singing softer and softer.

"Aini, let's go play too."

Hermione ran over and grabbed his sleeve, and when she looked at the people who were dancing and laughing, her eyes showed envy.

The girl is not so close to each other now, and she doesn't want to be a part of it, she also has a partner, doesn't she?

"Okay."

Aini's answer was simple, and then a snowball was thrown on the little witch's head.

"You're cheating!"

Hermione was so angry that she wanted to fight back, but she couldn't make snow with her bare hands like Anie, so she had to chase after her little tiger fangs.

For a while, there was a cheerful atmosphere all around.

Everyone had a great holiday, especially Lockhart who didn't show up from beginning to end, which was super doubly happy.

Belch......

Snape was an exception, and after seeing Lupin beside Dumbledore, Mr. Professor turned around and was about to leave the Great Hall, and it was better to go back and continue to boil the medicine in the face of that guy.

But after taking two steps, it suddenly occurred to me that I was the official professor of Hogwarts, so why should I make room for a visitor who didn't know what it was?

With Dumbledore in charge, Snape finally didn't directly take out his wand and give it to Lupin, but he slashed it with his eyes, and the old headmaster was also affected, and he received a lot of white eyes.

But Aini, the initiator, slipped away when he saw that the situation was not good

Quickly, he dragged Hermione, Bill and the others out to play.

When he got to bed, Harry didn't have the strength to think about the pleasures of the day, so he fell asleep on the pillow.

The next few days were uneventful, and the cold wind seemed to have calmed down without Lockhart's trouble, and the temperature rose two degrees higher than it had been on Christmas Eve.

Xu didn't want his father's friends to look down on him, but two days before the Christmas break, Harry had successfully mastered Occlumency, and the exact effect was not good, at least the nightmare that had haunted him never appeared again.

Lupin is very happy with the boy's progress, it seems that he has inherited the talents of Jaime and Lily well, and has more hope for the future.

Thinking of another girl, the man's heart was full of amazement.

In seven hours, and less than a day, Hermione had practiced Occlumency enough to be used, perhaps not even Lily's talent could match hers.

In fact, it is also very simple, the most critical element of the Occlumency Technique is concentration, and this spell is intended to strengthen the control of one's own spiritual will.

In this regard, the girl who focuses on books every day has an excellent accumulation, and it suddenly becomes clear to her eyes when she is slightly ordered by Lupin, and it is not difficult to master.

As a magic that involves the mental will, the effect of Occlumency is not as simple as modifying memories.

After Harry mastered the Occlumency, he could read a book in the library for a day if he wanted to, and he could still be focused enough, and his learning efficiency would be greatly improved.

Of course, he also had to choose the library instead of the Quidditch pitch in the direction he was heading.

Speaking of Quidditch, Oliver Wood has gone mad, and he can be heard chattering about training and the like every day when he walks, and he has begun to pay special attention to the windy and rainy weather, organizing the team for so-called "bad weather drills".

Over the past few months, George and Fred have begun to call him a "brutal tyrant", and it is believed that if it continues for a while, Wood may be impeached within the team.

Busy days are always fleeting, and after tearing off the first calendar of the new year, the boys and girls in the ivory tower are about to usher in that youthful and ignorant holiday.

After sleeping through the Christmas holidays, Lockhart slowly dispelled the unpleasant body odor and regained his energy in anticipation.

Looking at the twelve ugly aliens who had stepped out of a pair of small short legs, but still wanted to step out of the stride meteor feeling, Aini pinched his chin.

It's you, Lockhart.

The students below also looked at each other, without the distraction of the smell, the Defence Against the Dark Arts class regained the favor of the little wizards, but Lockhart, who was fluttering, made some moths from time to time, and everyone got used to it.

At least this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers are quite reliable in teaching, and some of the other shortcomings are not intolerable.

Hermione was making a heartfelt assessment, and within half an hour, the girl began to regret her conclusion.

Scrambling to dodge the pursuit of seven or eight dwarves behind her, Hermione almost crushed a bite of silver teeth.

This year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is less reliable than last year, and she can't take it anymore!