December.

The snow fell heavily, and a thick layer of white accumulated on the branches.

Tom was sleeping under a tree, his feet facing the sky, his mouth hanging out with a tongue hanging out.

Tooth lay not far from it, the same tongue hanging out.

After a while, the snow on the treetops crushed the branches.

A large amount of snow fell on the two dogs, which made Tom excited.

It ran to the side and dug out the snow-buried music box, and the dog's paw slammed on the music box to stop playing.

Yaya spat out the snow from his mouth, and his eyes were still full of doubt and confusion.

Tom had a music box in his mouth and cocked his tail like a big sister's head.

As if to say that young dogs are in poor physical condition, this is almost over.

Shake your head and shake the snowflakes out.

The two dogs ran one after the other on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

On the tree, Basil, who had just stepped on the snow, squinted his eyes and looked disdainful.

After a few moments, a platinum-gold head emerged from the snowdrift.

Shaking from the cold, Malfoy found John and complained, "Can you please stop Tom from running around with a music box, I'm almost cold outside." ”33

John glanced at Malfoy, who was warming himself with mulled wine, and still had snowflakes on him, and he didn't have to think about it to know what was going on.

Tom took the black magic music box and used it as a sleep aid again.

That box doesn't have lethal powers, but it puts people to sleep.

Tom liked it very much.

Malfoy was originally training, and after hearing the sound of the music box, he slept directly outside.

If it hadn't been for the snow that woke Tom up, I guess Malfoy would have spent the night outside.

"If you can convince Tom, I'd gladly say yes." John said with a smile.

Malfoy's face darkened, and Tom didn't listen to him.

Looking up at the window, John said, "It's been a lot of snow this year. ”

"I'm not going home."

Christmas was approaching, and Malfoy had no desire to go back.

Watching his father in cahoots with Voldemort was worse than killing him.

Neville came over with a pot of hot wine, "Draco, do you want mulled wine?" ”

"Neville, did you bring out the pot from the kitchen?" The Malfoy exclaimed; "What tastes so sour?"

Neville, whose nose was choked with a tissue, said, "This is Daphne's work, hot pineapple wine." ”

"Pineapple...... Wine? Both Malfoy and John were lost in thought.

What is pineapple wine?

Malfoy tentatively leaned over and took a deep breath, the pungent sourness burrowed into his nose, and Malfoy's legs twitched, and he fell to the ground.

When he got up, he said in horror, "Take it, take it quickly!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Daphne happily coming over with a spoon to share the wine with everyone.

"John, let's run away." Malfoy reached out and found John grabbing his hand with an apologetic face.

Malfoy wondered, "John? ”

John guiltily, "Forgive me, Draco. ”

As he spoke, Malfoy felt his body gradually cool down, and finally he was almost freezing.

He watched as John stood up and shouted, "Oh no, Draco is fainting from freezing, we need a hot drink." ”

Daphne hurriedly ran over and said, "I've got a hot pineapple wine." ”

"That's great." John nodded repeatedly, and Neville watched as Daphne poured the hot pineapple into Malfoy's mouth.

Malfoy struggled from the beginning, to the numbness of the back.

John got up and drew a cross on his chest, and said reverently, "You're a great friend, Draco." ”

Cedric didn't know what was going on at first, but when he arrived, he joined the group that fed Malfoy.

A pot of mulled wine was drunk raw by Malfoy.

When Malfoy recovers from his frozen state, he will immediately seek out John to fight.

Then he was beaten up again by John.

Malfoy sat there and began to wonder what the meaning of life was.

"I'm not going back for Christmas." Cedric sat down and silently pushed the pot away.

He said, "I made an appointment with Qiu. ”

"Are you reconciled?" Daphne asked.

Cedric smiled and nodded, "It's been a bit of a neglect of her during this time, and I'm going to take her to Hogsmeade when I have time." ”

He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Autumn is jealous occasionally, and I think I should give her some security." ”

Hearing him say this, Daphne's mind moved, and she asked in a low voice, "Where are you going to take her?" ”

"Lady Pardiff's Teahouse, it's a big date hit."

Daphne heard this, and looked at John with anticipation in her eyes.

Seeing her gossip like this, John was stunned and asked, "Daphne, aren't you going home?" ”

"My dad and mom went on a trip." Daphne said without blushing and without a heartbeat.

Astoria happened to run over, and when she heard this, she said suspiciously, "When are Mom and Dad going to woo......"

Daphne covered her sister's mouth, smiled dangerously and gently, and said, "Yes, they are going to Finland for a tour, and Astoria is going to go with them." ”

Astoria couldn't resist her sister and was dragged away.

A week before Christmas.

John wasn't going to go home either, he was screaming at the shack, holding the Celestial Card in his hand and stroking the crystal ball with the other.

As the fluorescent light on the card, John's eyes were filled with a pale color.

Images kept coming to his eyes.

The card ignites a flame, and finally devours the card.

John looked at his fingers burned by the flames, and his expression was slightly stunned.

The crystal ball glowed, and John looked inside, clenching his fists.

Grabbing the crystal ball and putting it in his pocket, he turned away from the screaming shack.

...

Harry had a nightmare.

He seemed to be hiding in a corner, his eyes staring straight into one place.

It was a man, sitting on the ground, his head hanging over his chest, his silhouette flickering in the dimness.

Harry approached the man.

It was as if something was wriggling, squirming on the ground and approaching the man.

The squirming movement was fast, and before the man could react, he was already in the front.

A feeling of bloodthirsty longing took over Harry's mind, and he wanted to bite the man to death.

No, you have to restrain yourself, there are still things to do.

But the man woke up, and Harry had no choice.

He erected himself and attacked the man, once, twice, three times.

The sharp teeth pierced the man's skin, and the ribs were easily crushed under the teeth.

The man was in terrible pain until he was silent and collapsed in the corner.

Harry was about to give him the final blow, his throat rolling.

It was at this moment that he felt his consciousness being dragged away and towards another place.

He appeared in a hood, and the silver mask appeared in front of him.

He was taken out.

Silver Mask looked at him, black silk threads wrapped around him in Silver Mask's hands.

Harry felt his soul being tugged at little by little.

The sense of horror is terrifying.

The scar on his forehead hurt so badly that it looked like it was about to explode.

"Harry! Harry! ”

The rush of calls caused Harry to break free from the arena entangled in countless black threads.

Harry woke up, his eyes open, drenched in cold sweat, sheets wrapped around his body like tights.

The scar on his forehead looked like a pair of hot tongs cut through him, making him clutch in pain.

Ron stood in front of the bed, he was terrified, and there were several figures at the foot of the bed.

The pain made Harry vomit as he lay on the edge of the bed.

He remembered.

The one who was bitten.

Looking at Ron, Harry forcibly ordered his body to stop vomiting.

"Your dad," Harry gasped and felt like his stomach was going to pull out, "something happened to your dad!" ”

"What?" Ron was visibly confused.

But Harry didn't care so much, and said bitterly, "Your father was bitten, it's very serious, and there is blood everywhere. ”

One of the roommates, frightened by Harry's behavior, rushed out to find Professor McGonagall.

"Calm down, buddy, you're just dreaming." Ron will be skeptical.

Harry yelled very frantically, "No! Not a dream! ”

"I was there, I saw it, I did it!"

He looked like crazy, and Ron was even more convinced that he was sick.

But Harry struggled too hard for Ron to hold him down.

Neville stepped forward and held him down.

Fortunately, his roommate found Professor McGonagall for him.

Unlike Ron, Professor McGonagall heard these words and immediately took Harry to find Dumbledore.

...

Some people died, but not completely......