Mrs. Wick holds her child.

"You're back, John."

It was the first time in six years that John had returned home for the holidays.

Watson happily patted John the shoulder.

Then Watson was frightened away by Mrs. Wick's murderous eyes.

The Silver Hand Manor is large, but it doesn't feel like home

When John returned home, his room was forever spotless.

No matter what time it is, Mrs. Wick will tidy it up.

When Watson heard that the gray owl was an owl for himself, he immediately happily sent a letter to John with the owl.

John looked at Daddy speechlessly.

"Come, give you a name, and call one if you think you can." Watson was in high spirits after dinner.

"I'll call you...... Basil II. ”

Watson said this with confidence, in exchange for a foolish look from the gray owl.

Obviously, the gray owl who was just knocked out by Basil's wings three meters away didn't like the name.

Watson said a few more, and finally made a voice over the name Kiki.

But the voice made Watson a little confused.

"Roar—"

Watson plucked out his ears, and he said blankly, "That's how the owl called?" ”

John said calmly: "The potential is different between an owl and an owl. ”

"But it's not an owl's call," Watson said with a look on his face that you're teasing me, "Does that sound like a dragon's call?" ”

"Daddy," John shook his head regretfully, "it's time for you to look at your eyes, how can an owl be a dragon?" ”

Although Watson thought it made sense, looking at the big head and round face, he still felt that something was not right.

In the end, Mrs. Wick believed in her son unconditionally, and told Watson not to ask again if he did not want to sleep on the couch.

Watson had no choice but to accept that his owl was calling strangely.

Tomorrow is Christmas.

John came back to make this Christmas lively.

Three owls sit in rows.

Tom looked up at the three guys below, the dog's paws scratching the sawdust in the cabinet.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wick still liked the little one she had chosen, and let him jump on the couch, and put the dog's head on Mrs. Wick's lap and was gently stroked.

Tom's smug tail wags, much to the annoyance of Basil on the cabinet.

It flew down and plucked the hair off Tom's tail with its mouth.

Immediately staged a cat and dog battle at home, well, owls are cats too, right?

Snow falls in the sky.

Frosty Christmas, turning the earth white.

Day 2.

Wick's house lit the fireplace, and the flames burned.

Tom was lying on the carpet, leaning against the fireplace, looking at ease.

John receives a greeting card from Neville.

Cedric sent him a letter wrapped in Egyptian sand.

He traveled to Egypt, where he met a sorcerer.

Neville sent John a piece of clothing that was super stretchy and resistant to wear and tear.

Daphne is a gift box that contains a scarf, as well as a pocket watch.

John opened the pocket watch, which was custom-made and the hands inside were made of gold, silver, and precious stones.

Percy sent a book of alchemy, but John had read it, and Percy didn't know it.

Fleur sent a very beautiful necklace, which looked like a woman's.

John said strangely: "Last year, I gave women's perfume, and this time I sent a necklace?" ”

He's a little confused, is this treating himself as a little girl?

Put the necklace away, the bottle of perfume was accidentally knocked over by Tom last year.

This year, my uncle sent a gift again, and it was not something unsightly.

It's a silver Witcher.

Above is a dragon.

It seems that John recreated it after telling them about the witcher.

I took apart the broom trimming pliers that Malfoy had sent me, and it included a Quidditch book.

It is estimated that Malfoy is a thief who is not dead, and in order not to become the captain of the Slytherin pillar of shame, he is ready to pull John to hang.

Unfortunately, John had no intention of playing Quidditch.

He even took care of his firebow bolts by Malfoy.

Opening the gift box, John saw Riddle flying back from outside.

After a while, Basil also returned, with a brown feather stuck to its foot.

At the same time, he also brought the "Daily Prophet", thinking that he had gone out and beaten up other owls just now.

I opened the newspaper and looked at Lockhart's conspicuous bag, and there was still a handshake party during the holiday.

But I have to admit that his spirit of fearlessness and even ignoring Voldemort still alleviated the panic of 'Voldemort committing crimes again' some time ago.

Visiting the Tumbling Garden to direct the rehearsal of the play, and even come forward to perform his own new story.

"If I were Voldemort, I'd be the first to kill him."

John couldn't help but applaud Lockhart, who was acting out the story of 'Lockhart the Great Wizard beating Voldemort' in the photo.

Voldemort can even endure this, it is estimated that his IQ is online after the soul returns.

...

Harry was going to spend Christmas in the Burrow.

Sirius roared at Kreacher for the thirteenth time, herding the old elf into the kitchen and not allowing him to come out.

All the Christmas items they had arranged were cleaned up by Kreacher on the pretext of cleaning.

One night back in time.

Kreacher was still muttering bad things about the two of them as he left.

It's really hard to have a good Christmas with such a guy.

Their trip to the Burrow naturally pleased Mrs. Weasley.

Arrived at the Burrow, it was lively.

The living room is decorated with Ginny in a colorful and flowery way, as if there had been an explosion of paper latte art.

There is also a little angel on the Christmas tree, and if you look closely, it is actually a little garden goblin.

The poor little garden goblin, who had bitten Fred as he plucked a carrot, was knocked unconscious by a stun charm, painted gold, and shamefully tucked into a little tutu and glued to his wings.

This is definitely the ugliest angel, compared to the Eros that Lockhart made in second grade.

Mrs. Weasley cooks a delicious Christmas lunch, and Christmas radio plays on the radio.

It was her favorite singer, Cetina Warbeck.

The song "A Pot of Fiery Love" is tormenting like noise on the radio.

At least such songs are not liked by too many people.

Sirius grumbled, glared at Mrs. Weasley.

Ginny wore a brand new hat that Percy had given her.

Ron's eyebrows finally changed back, and his height returned.

Harry saw Bill come with Fleur, and Mrs. Weasley's joy at seeing her son vanished.

He whispered, "Percy didn't come back?" ”

Ron was still holding on to his lesson from Percy's Transfiguration, "He'd better not come back." ”

When Fleur arrives at the Burrow, she sits with Bill.

Ginny saw a maggot on Harry's head and alerted him across the table.

Harry took the worm and Fleur said, "Oh, it's disgusting. ”

It was a deliberate gift from Kreacher to his master, Sirius, and Harry accidentally opened it.

"No," Ron agreed, "do you want meat?" ”

Ginny glanced at him disdainfully.

Ron clumsily bumpersed the meat into the air, and Bill was about to pull out his wand when Fleur snapped his fingers.

The meat stew flew into the air and smoothly came to Fleur.

"Just right." Hibiscus scoops a spoonful out of the marinade.

Bill watched as Mrs. Weasley put down a plate of carrots heavily.

"I invited my dear Tonks," Mrs. Weasley said deliberately aloud, "but she won't come, have you spoken to her lately, Remus?" ”

Lupin looked helpless, "Tonks is going back to her own house, isn't he?" ”

"Maybe, I think she's planning to spend Christmas alone."

Mrs. Weasley looked at Lupin in annoyance, as if it was his fault that Tonks was unwilling to be the Weasleys' daughter-in-law.

Lupin also understood why Tonks refused to come.

Sometimes Mrs. Weasley seems a little too rude about certain things.

Eating the turkey with her head down, suddenly Mrs. Weasley screamed, "It's Arthur, and ...... Percy! “

She peered through the kitchen window at the approaching father and son.

Father and son didn't speak like strangers.

One after the other, they returned to the Burrow.

The back door opened, and Mr. Weasley laughed and said, "Merry Christmas, big guys." ”

Percy walked in, his cloak stained with snowflakes, and he stiffened, "Merry Christmas." ”

Glancing over the people in the living room, Percy didn't speak.

"Oh, Percy!" Fleur greeted him warmly and ran over to grab his face for a veneer salute.

"Merry Christmas, Fleur." Percy pushed Fleur away with a straight face.

Mrs. Weasley glared at Fleur and walked over to hug her son.

"Merry Christmas, Mom." He handed Mrs. Weasley the gift with the ribbon tied.

Mrs. Weasley was delighted, and when she opened it, she found a luxurious and beautiful hat inside.

Ginny looked at her head, and then at Mrs. Weasley's.

She pursed her lips, and Percy saw Ginny's expression and smiled, "Merry Christmas, Ginny." ”

Ginny snorted through her nose, and Percy, who knew her sister, said, "If you go to your room, you should know that there is a gift waiting for you." ”

"Merry Christmas, Percy." Ginny hurriedly got up and said a word, and ran to her room.

...

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