Harry had a great holiday.

Although he still can't beat Ron in wizard chess, fortunately he hasn't been stunned by the chess pieces who don't listen to instructions, make noise, and point fingers.

And when he slept soundly, he woke up the next day, but unexpectedly found a pile of packages at the foot of the bed.

Sky!

It reminded him of being at Uncle Vernon's house. At Christmas, his projects are cleaning, making breakfast, and decorating the Christmas tree...... By the way, look at Dudley noisy and noisy with his gifts.

Now...... There are so many of them!

This couldn't help but make him feel ecstasy:

"Merry Christmas."

He said to the boy in the mirror with messy hair and bright green eyes.

Ron had woken up, "What did you take? Cabbage?" He looked at his stack of packages, which were much larger than Harry's. [Original]

Harry picked up the top paper bag.

It was covered in a thick layer of brown paper, with the words "Hagrid to Harry" written on it, and inside was a very crudely made flute, apparently made by Hagrid himself. [Original]

Harry blew it, and the sound was a bit like an owl's call. [Original]

The second very small paper bag contained a note: "We have received your letter with a Christmas gift for you. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Penny]

Glued to the strip of paper with scotch tape, was a 50p coin. [Original]

Harry remembered his bag of Bibi Beans—

"It's friendly." He even had some satisfaction and a slight sense of pride.

Ron loved the coin.

To be precise, he liked Muggle stuff, and was putting a dark fuchsia sweater on his head at the moment.

Maybe the head is too big, or maybe the neckline is too small, in short, it took a long time.

At this moment, Harry couldn't help but look at his other package.

The package had a green ribbon on it, and when I opened it, it was two copies of "Marvel Comics" from a second-hand bookstore.

There is also a volume of "Memorabilia of Ancient Magic", which is also an old book.

He groaned, probably knowing who had given the gift.

Open the letter, and sure enough!

[Forgive me, dear Harry, for not being able to give you anything more precious and exotic, after all, money is limited, you know.

"Marvel Comics" was picked up in a second-hand bookstore, I don't think there is a boy who will not like it, maybe you can take a look, it will probably be serialized for many years.

And the other - God, I know you will think that I am urging you to study all the time, but the conscience of heaven and earth, this time I really don't.

Maybe you can take a look, or give it to Hermione and let her see it. Nicol Lemay, whom you asked before the holiday, I haven't had time to reply to many things during the holiday, but there may be an answer to this.

You're loyal

Linan】

……

Nicol Lemay!

Harry reacted immediately, this was the clue they had heard from Hagrid about the mysterious treasures of Hogwarts!

He turned his head and immediately wanted to share the incident with Ron, but Ron had already pulled his sweater and shouted:

"Harry, did you find a gift from my mother? She's knitted you a sweater of the Wesletar one."

Harry had forgotten about Nicol Lemay in an instant.

Then he began to flip through his package, and saw a very thick and fluffy one inside.

Tearing open the paper bag, it was a thick bright green hand-knitted sweater and a large box of homemade milk gummies.

[In view of the general environment,

This made him feel very envious and very warm: "She's so nice......

Although he was still wearing his pajamas, Harry couldn't wait to put the dark green sweater on his head.

I have to say, it goes well with my eyes.

And Ron leaned in, "What is this?" He flipped through the weird comics.

"It's sent by Linan, Dudley loves to see them, but he's always going to lose them - I mean, can you get it? This is the story of the superheroes that Muggles fantasize about. If you're interested, we can watch it together."

"Of course!"

Ron couldn't wait to open the comics.

Harry, on the other hand, opened the next gift - well, he gave Hermione a big box of chocolate frogs, and Hermione gave her.

There's one last paper bag left.

He picked it up, touched it, and took it apart.

A liquid-like, silvery-gray thing slid down to the floor, clumping together and shining. [Original]