Poisoning Solanlian...... No, the matter of feeding her canary cookies will have to be put later, and the priority now is to get the ball right.

Today's dinner was a sumptuous one, and because of the cold weather, the house-elves came up with a series of hot stews, and Louis especially liked the potato offal.

To be honest, this potato offal is his favorite, the fat and thin pork meat is diced, stewed with potatoes into a pureed soup, scooping a spoonful into his mouth, and his mouth is full of happiness. In his previous life, as a native of Seris, Louis still mastered the core skill - tearing bread into pieces and dipping it in soup to eat, it was so refreshing that it flew up.

"Look at you, eat slowly, and no one will rob you of ......" Catherine dotingly took out her handkerchief and wiped the food on Louis's face, "Really, I find that you don't care about etiquette every year." ”

"To hell with the etiquette." Louis shrugged, "The so-called etiquette is just to cover up some of my own shortcomings, you see my aunt holding the goblet directly when she tastes wine, will anyone say that this is not etiquette?" ”

He is indeed not arranging his aunt, the old lady often catches something and stuffs it directly into her mouth, the last time I went to Buckingham Palace, I saw my aunt holding an apple in her hand and gnawing on it.

Yes, he didn't go to Buckingham, there weren't so many gentlemen.

When Louis eats apples, he usually peels them first, and if he eats them directly, he often gets bleeding gums for no apparent reason. So he would never eat a whole apple unless it was necessary.

Of course, apples are not rice or medicine, and there is no need to eat them.

No sooner had he eaten two loaves of bread than Louis heard Hermione calling to himself, and when he turned his head, she grabbed Harry and Ron behind him and beckoned him to go out.

"What are you going to do?" Louis asked, puzzled, seeing that Harry and Ron were equally confused.

"You'll know when you get there." Hermione looked happy, in high spirits, not even so happy when she picked up the money.

Ron pursed his lips and asked with a chirp, "What's wrong with you, so happy, it looks like you've eaten a bee...... Ate honey like ......."

He had learned it from Louis, but halfway through it didn't feel right—Hermione would have to kill him if he said it all.

Of course, Louis didn't invent this sentence himself, he learned it from the brigade commander.

Something was clearly wrong along the way, and Hermione was going to take them to the kitchen......

As the horse entered the kitchen, Hermione happily turned around and shouted, "Harry! Look who this is! ”

Harry looked down, his fist hardening......

Isn't this Dobby? The culprit who caused himself to be cleaned up by Aunt Vernon during the summer vacation at the end of the first year semester, the bastard who smashed the cake on Mrs. Mason......

However, Harry behaved very personly and cultured, and he just let out a snort, and said nonchalantly, "Oh, it's Dobby, hello......"

The tone was dry, and it was obvious that he was enduring a bit of anger.

Ron didn't know the elf, but that didn't stop him from hearing Harry tell him about the house-elf's glorious deeds. He coughed and whispered to Louis, "Is this the same little ...... who hurt Harry in the first place?" Elf? ”

Fortunately, the runt didn't come out of it.

Louis nodded in the affirmative.

Dobby was very good at reading words, and when he saw that Harry didn't seem to like him very much, he pulled his ears hard, and clenched his hands into fists and chiseled on his head: "Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Make the great Harry Potter unhappy! Dobby is a bad elf! ”

Hermione hurriedly grabbed him and didn't let him continue to hurt herself. At the same time, she turned back and hinted at Harry with her eyes, asking him to say something.

"Hey, that's long gone, Dobby." Harry is a kind man, soft-hearted, seeing Dobby like this, he was a little not too angry, he walked over to comfort Dobby and said, "Don't worry, Dobby, I'm not happy because of your presence, but because of ...... Well, Professor Snape has been staring at me lately, which has made me feel very bad, and I have long forgiven you for the unpleasantness that happened to you and me before. ”

Keeping the cauldron firmly on Professor Snape was the basic operation of Harry and Ron - they both believed in the principle that if there was a pot, Snape would be dumped, and no one would be bold enough to confront him anyway.

Harry is a complicated man, you say he's the Virgin...... He's a grudge-holder; You say he's careful, he can often forgive others, which can be said to be very complicated.

"Really?" Dobby's wide-eyed eyes looked at Harry with a glint of anticipation.

"Of course it's true." Harry believed what he said, "Dobby, you're my friend, and you sacrificed your life to save me. ”

"Oh! The great Harry Potter forgave Dobby! The open-minded Harry Potter is Dobby's forever friend! Dobby jumped and cheered, "Dobby has finally been approved by Harry Potter in Hogwarts!" ”

After watching him stumble for a while, Louis leaned over to Harry and whispered a few words to him, and when Dobby stopped, Harry also raised the question in his mind.

"How did you get to Hogwarts? What about the Malfoys? ”

"The owner gave Dobby a sock, Dobby got it for free!" Dobby said excitedly, followed by a burst of cheers, and the preface did not match and then he excitedly told everyone about what had happened before.

It was probably when Lucius and Narcissa quarreled, and Lucius was angry and stuffed Dobby's socks that Narcissa had thrown over......

The plot is also bloody enough.

According to the general house-elf personality, this incident will definitely be regarded as a misunderstanding, but Dobby, a house-elf born with a backbone in the back of his head, will of course choose to use his strength to get off the donkey, and run out of Lucius's house, never planning to go back.

It's a good thing for Dobby, but it's not the same for the Malfoys. Lucius had to go to the black market and buy a house-elf, and thanks to his dividends from Louis, it would have been really nerve-wracking.

As for Dobby, Louis doesn't like it, and he doesn't hate it too much.

"Dobby won't be in trouble, will he?" Hermione said suspiciously, that she had asked Louis to come over to ask him about it.

"Don't worry, it won't." Louis smiled and said, "If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time, and I will communicate with Lucius." ”

"I'm relieved to have your words, Louis." Hermione said with a smile.

"Come less, you will be satisfied if you count me twice less." Louis waved his hand.

After dinner, Louis began to prepare gifts for everyone in the office, and at the same time, the owl also rushed into the office from time to time to present Louis with gifts carefully prepared by his classmates and friends.

Harry gave him a pair of flat glasses, which could be used to see his surroundings from different angles - such as when lying down, he could use this feature to look ahead and sideways.

Ron gave him a bag full of dung bombs and told him to throw them if he didn't like them, so Louis went to the Gryffindor common room and threw three stinky big bombs at Ron.

The gift Hermione gave was very much in line with her personality, she gave Louis several books, all of which were Seris's history books - oh, it looks like a few, but it's actually a set, Louis is a little confused, what is this little girl doing with her Zizhi Tongjian?

Just kidding, I don't rule the country......

Draco sent a bunch of high-end snacks from the wizarding world, all of which were high-end goods that couldn't be bought outside, and they looked quite distracting. Louis opened a box of what looked like pudding, and when he took a bite, it tasted good, with a surging coffee flavor that melted in his mouth and left a fragrant taste on his lips and teeth.

Dumbledore gave him a big box of candy in all sorts of flavors, chocolate frog, super bubblegum, honey candy, lemon snow - oh, and it was a good thing Professor Dumbledore remembered that he didn't like cockroach piles and Bibi multi-flavored beans, otherwise Louis would have been "selective" in return.

Professor McGonagall sent Transfiguration notes, which, like Professor Flitwick's, were notes from their respective subjects. What Hagrid gave him was a pair of dragon skin gloves, said to be the dragon skin of the black dragon. When Louis opened it, Christasza tilted his head over and said in surprise that this was the skin of the black dragon.

"Black Dragon?" Louis smiled, "As for all the fuss?" Isn't it the Black Dragon of the Hebdili Islands......"

"No, this is the black dragon of the Black Dragon Legion......" Christasa frowned and reached out to touch the glove, "No, it's not just the black dragon, but also the bronze dragon, the green dragon, the red dragon and the blue dragon, oh my God, what kind of twisted creation is this......"

"I'll look at ......," Louis said, snapping a discerning eye.

Tight dragon skin gloves

Provides a 15% strength bonus to armor

+20 Ability Power

+20 stamina

Equip: Increases the chance of your spells to inflict a critical hit by 1%

Equip: Regenerates 600 mana every 5 seconds.

* You feel a chill when you put those hands on these gloves, they seem to be made from the skin of baby dragons - the skin of many baby dragons......

"Really, this is supposed to be a Nefarian creation." Louis carried the dragon skin gloves, "It's weird, how could Hagrid have such a thing in his hand?" It stands to reason that this should be stored in Nefarian's 'Blackwing's Lair' in Blackstone Mountain, guarded by Cromagus......"

"How do you know so much?" Christasa asked, a little incredulous.

"I'm your master." Louis patted Christasza's little cheek, "Learn, there's no end to learning." ”

"Hmph." Christasza snorted.

"These gloves—are you either?" Louis asked, carrying his gloves.

Christasza shook her head in disdain: "I'll forget it, will you wear a glove made entirely of human skin?" ”

"That's right." Louis nodded, and casually threw the dragon skin gloves to Sakiya, who was standing on the side, "Put this away, let's put it away first." ”

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"Yes." Sakiya answered.

Keep rummaging through the gifts, including grandpa's, hmm...... It was given to Catherine, as if it were a small family heirloom, and in the pendant box was a silver-white swan with wings spreading.

It has no attributes, just a simple family heirloom.

"I love it." Catherine said, and wore the necklace around her neck.

It is worth mentioning that this year's gift from Aunt Molly is very special, although it is a sweater as usual, but Catherine's one is green, with a lively Hungarian tree bee on it, and a bunch of homemade meat pies, it is estimated that Aunt Molly saw Rita Skeeter's boast in the Daily Prophet, or Solan Liane bragged about her good daughter when she went to Wes's house when she was fine.

The pie was taken by Emma, who said she liked Molly's cooking the most.

After receiving the gifts, Louis took Catherine and two maids to wrap the gifts together, and arranged for the owls to send them back, and tossed until the next day, when the east was white, and then finished the work.

"Sleepy......" Louis yawned and glanced at Catherine, "I would have wanted to sleep for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that you were still busy......"

"Then you just said no." Catherine stroked his head and smiled warmly, "Let's go, let's go to bed, there's a dance party in the evening." ”

In the winter of high latitudes, it was very late in the morning, and Louis looked up at the time before returning to the bedroom, and found that it was already past six o'clock in the morning.

Everyone was busy collecting gifts in the morning, so no one bothered Louis. At about twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Louis was called up by Catherine, and he was confused in the lake, and was filled with a bottle of energy potion.

The energy potion didn't taste very good, a bit like bitter almond syrup, Louis sniffed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was actually his mother who poured him, and Catherine looked worried behind her, looking like she wanted to stop it but didn't dare to.

And on top of him was Vitalie, and seeing her flattering look at Emma, Louis wanted to beat her up a little.

"Gollum...... You're really my real mother...... "Louis struggled to break free from the choking man's mother's love, but his mother clearly didn't want to let him go.......

"Don't make a fuss, drink these up, what if you get sleepy at the dance party at night?" Emma filled almost half the bottle before she put down the delicate little bottle.

Louis gasped for air as he let go, and for a moment he thought he was going to choke on the energy potion......

It's too hard to drink, isn't it...... Louis swore in his heart that when he turned around, he would go to Professor Snape and ask him to improve the formula of the energy potion, it couldn't be so unpleasant......

But then again, how can a potion that is not difficult to drink be able to refresh your mind?