Early the next morning, the little wizard who was about to go back enjoyed a sumptuous meal in the Christmas-like auditorium and talked happily about his plans for the holiday.

Compared to the ignorance in the first grade, everyone is much more proficient now.

Their wardrobes were empty, their belongings were packed in trunks, and they were all carried to the carriage by the industrious elves.

A notice was sent to each student warning them not to use magic during the holidays ("This thing is a piece of waste paper."). Malfoy pouted).

The first-year wizard followed Hagrid to the fleet across the lake.

Because of the empty surface of the lake and the thick ice, the boats were actually just gliding on the ice.

The senior wizards who didn't have to take the boat grinned happily as the first-year little beans shivered in the cold wind, shrunk their heads like a little quail.

Ron looked at it with his mouth open for a while, and asked puzzledly:

"Why do you have to walk on the lake? It's all frozen now! ”

Harry guessed, "Maybe there's some kind of magic being cast on the carriage that can't sit in the first year?" He pointed to the empty place in front of him where the cart was pulled.

In fact, there are Thestrals, only those who have witnessed death can see them, Zhang Xiao can see them, but he can't remember when he witnessed death.

But Harry's inability to see made him wonder why, as he had witnessed more than one death.

"How could it be so boring." Malfoy snorted and joined the discussion, "I think it might be something like a lesson, let them blow the cold wind so that they don't go back and wave their wands and do anything when they just learn magic to get their heads hot." ”

As annoying as Malfoy was, both Harry and Ron felt that he had a point, especially Harry himself, who wanted to use magic during the summer vacation of his first year.

Hermione lifted her head from the thick book, stared at the three big smarts, and asked with an incredible frown:

"I thought after the first two years, you'd be paying attention to Hogwarts - A School History!"

The little witch sharply criticized:

"If you do read it, even if you only look at the first page, it clearly says that the first time the four founders came to Hogwarts was to cross the lake in a small boat to the castle.

Therefore, every new student will use this way to commemorate the four great founders of the college, which is why every small boat has four people! ”

The three of Mahalo looked at each other, and suddenly talked loudly about the interesting story of Charlie's artillery team, but the faces of the three were a little red.

Time passed quickly, and by the time Malfoy Harry had finally gotten rid of the previous embarrassment.

They had already boarded the Hogwarts Express, chatting and laughing all the way, watching the gradually changing scenery outside the window.

The train passed through Muggle towns and cities, eating Bibi beans and looking forward to Christmas.

A few days ago, Linlang Tian Villa.

Since the son said that he wanted to invite his classmates to his home, after Christmas, the couple has been busy.

Hot knowledge, in addition to the so-called Christmas hyped up by later generations of merchants, there are some people who don't know how to evaluate, and the vast majority of Chinese are not cold to Christmas at all.

Even if they have been abroad for more than ten years, Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu have never had a single Christmas, and they don't even know how foreigners spend their lives.

In addition to the Christmas tree and gifts, what else should I prepare for Christmas?

"Xianggong, look at this—" Li Qingshu pointed to the pattern on it, holding the thinnest book in the world, "The English Christmas Cookbook" (the other was juxtaposed with German jokes).

"Look at this paragraph, every English family can't do without Christmas pudding on Christmas night, which contains sweet toppings such as almonds, apples, candied orange peel, nutmeg, cinnamon, brandy-soaked raisins, etc." In addition, interesting knick-knacks have been added: silver thimble (for frugality), a wishing bone or a sixpence coin (for good luck), and a small anchor (for a safe haven)'. ”

Zhang Chengdao put down the "Christmas Decoration Illustration" in his hand, leaned his head over, looked at the album in his wife's hand, and touched his chin:

"Eh, why do I think it's similar to our Chinese dumplings and dumplings stuffed with copper coins?"

Li Qingshu smiled and nodded: "I think so too." ”

She flipped through a few more pages, and soon came to the end, stretched, picked up her notebook and took a cursory look at it, and said with confidence:

"No problem, I thought it was going to be prepared like the New Year, it's quite simple, the main meal is roast turkey, mainly desserts and pies and the like, and the eggnog and mulled wine are drunk."

As she spoke, Li Qingshu's eyebrows furrowed:

"But aren't these dishes a little less, there are a lot of people coming, why don't we order some more hard dishes?" Last time, when we went to catch Hai Dongqing for Xiaoxiao, we ate a lot of good dishes. ”

Zhang Chengdao thought for a while and nodded heavily:

"I think it's okay, then get a little more, the main dish is really not enough for a turkey, you can't have a turkey per person, right?"

"Well, then it's decided, Xianggong, what about you?"

"The process is fine." Zhang Chengdao took the decoration, and asked for some details from the Chinatown neighborhood: "You see, the main ones are Christmas trees, Christmas crackers, Christmas stockings and some other decorations. ”

"It's as simple as that?" Li Qingshu took the illustration and flipped it twice casually, which is really the case.

"I've also seen Christmas crackers, which are probably a kind of firecrackers with some small toys hidden in them, but ordinary crackers definitely can't satisfy these children, so we have to get some creativity.

I remember that the fifth senior sister is good at thundering in her palm, and the fifth senior sister is also responsible for the transmission and fireworks of our Longhu Mountain, why don't you ask her and see if you can make something powerful to surprise everyone? ”

Li Qingshu nodded in agreement, and there was no choice:

"What about you?"

Zhang Chengdao stood up and said confidently:

"I'm going to fix the Christmas tree!"

"Aren't there any bigger ones?"

Zhang Chengdao didn't think that the Christmas tree he thought was holding a handle would become the most difficult problem to solve.

It's not that there are no Christmas trees for sale in the UK, on the contrary, because Christmas is approaching, Christmas tree sales are very hot.

The trees are beautifully decorated, but the problem is that they're too small.

This is not the British tradition of a few people celebrating Christmas, but a dozen people, how can that kind of Christmas tree more than one meter high enough?

"Sir, this is the highest of ours, and there is no higher one."

Although it was strange for this Asian to ask, the salesman answered very seriously.

"Okay, I'll look for it again."

Zhang Chengdao sighed and turned to leave.

The salesman shrugged his shoulders and looked at the 10-foot-tall Christmas tree next to him, wasn't that tall enough?

Although you can find someone to do this kind of thing, according to the information Zhang Chengdao has learned, it is best to buy things like Christmas trees yourself.

Just like the dumplings made by Chinese for the New Year, few people will replace them with quick-frozen dumplings.

If many things are used to save trouble for convenience, they will lose their original meaning, and the flavor contained in them will fade.

For example, the electronic firecrackers that rose later, and the short message greeting the New Year.

Even though he ran so far in vain, Zhang Chengdao still hoped that he would buy a Christmas tree by himself.

This is the hospitality of the Chinese, friends come with good wine, jackals come with shotguns.

There are not a lot of people on the streets, and many people have smiles on their faces.

The aftermath of last year's economic crisis has gradually passed, and the days seem to be much better than before, but whether it is good or bad, we must always move forward, and in this festival, why think about those bad things?

Zhang Chengdao looked at it for a while, then grabbed a middle-aged man who was a little older, and after inquiring about the location of the Christmas tree sale nearby, he took another step.

finally found a Christmas tree seller that seemed to be quite large, and didn't wait for Zhang Chengdao to ask.

The pot-bellied salesman waved his hand in disgust, like a nasty fly:

“Get lost！”

Zhang Chengdao's face turned cold, Britain is not as gentlemanly as he appears, in fact, Britain has always been the hardest hit area of racial discrimination.

But it is indeed rare to encounter racial discrimination when buying Christmas trees, and the mentality of 'big New Year' is not only common among Chinese, even if there are ideas in this kind of thing, they generally do not show it.

This is really the first time.

"I didn't hear you just now, what are you talking about?"

The white fat man approached him, poked Zhang Chengdao's chest with his short and thick fingers, and said word by word:

"The yellow-skinned monkey also thinks about Christmas? Listen, my Christmas is not for you shit-"

His unfinished words suddenly turned into a short, scream.

A smile appeared on Zhang Chengdao's face, well, maybe the Christmas tree was about to fall on him.

Hey, I didn't want to use violence.

"Sir, this is the biggest fir we've ever found, what do you think?"

The white man with a blue nose and swollen eyes rubbed his hands, nodded and asked.

"It's not bad—" Zhang Chengdao patted the thick trunk, looked up at the fir that was almost 10 meters high, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, then this one." ”

Pointing into a sword, Zhang Chengdao condensed slightly, a slight golden light suddenly lit up on his fingertips, and he suddenly waved his arm and cut across the trunk of the tree.

Under the bewildered gaze of the white man, he pasted a yellow talisman on the trunk of the tree, and then, as if carrying a flat pole, he easily lifted the huge trunk, turned around and said:

"You have a decorating business, right?"

The white man opened his mouth, his frightened gaze scanning back and forth on the huge spruce and Zhang Chengdao's body, hell, is he Superman?

swallowed a mouthful of foam with difficulty, and found that Zhang Chengdao's face was becoming more and more impatient, and hurriedly trembled:

"Of course there is, sir, I promise, only one day - no, two hours, to decorate!"

The hands behind his back quietly pressed the SMS deletion button on his mobile phone - "Take someone to the store, I want to teach a yellow-skinned monkey a lesson!" ”

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, who live at 4 Privet Road, always proudly say that they are unorthodox people.

Please, please, they've never been involved in mysteries and weirdness, because they don't believe in those crooked ways at all.

Vernon Desza let go of his least favorite tie, hummed a ditty, looked through the rearview mirror at the full backseat, and thought of his Dada cutie.

The school nurse is still reminding herself that her cute baby son is far more than normal in weight, and his size and weight are close to that of a young whale.

Hmph, Dudley is so cute, he's just in his formative years, and he still needs nutrition.

Besides, why lose weight? Vernon was very satisfied with his figure, which is the body that a man should really have.

I don't want my son to be a sissy nerd.

Getting around London is as easy as ever, and when the traffic merges, it slows down.

After cursing angrily for ten minutes at the passing car, Vernon wiped the droplets from his mouth and fell silent for a moment.

Soon, he couldn't help laughing again, because he saw a 30-foot-long fir dragging a 30-foot-long fir on a truck opposite.

"With such a tall fir, would anyone want to make it into a Christmas tree?"

Vernon laughed for a moment, then was angered by a delusional car cutting in line, rolled down the window and punched the thin sissy on the opposite side for a few more minutes, and won the final victory.

The long convoy finally began to move.

By the time Vernon drove out of the bustling downtown area toward his warm home in Surrey, the congestion eased a lot.

Speaking of home, Vernon furrowed his thick eyebrows, and his fingers tapping the steering wheel were noticeably faster.

Since adopting Penny's nephew, his life seems to have become a mess, and that regular, quiet life seems to be gone forever.

Although she hated the kid named Harry, it was Penny's attention, and she didn't know what the old madman who taught people tricks said to Penny, and she actually agreed to take the boy in.

Honestly, this kid has caused them a lot of trouble, but have you ever regretted it?

Vernon didn't think so, even if the kid turned his sister into a balloon and screwed up important orders and scared his precious son many times.

"But I love Penny." Vernon muttered quietly.

His eyes softened, and he remembered the scene when he pursued Penny when he was younger, and he laughed with joy.

Because he loves Penny and loves his wife, Vernon feels that he will not regret all of Penny's decisions, not before, not now, and still not in the future, who will make me love her?

Stepping on the accelerator and getting harder, Vernon suddenly wanted to get home quickly and spend time with his wife and children. Normal Christmas.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

It's still very stuck.ps it's not about whitewashing Vernon, the character of Vernon is actually very complicated, he doesn't treat Harry well and loves his family are two different things, they can't be confused, and these two can't be offset, in short, I don't like the kind of diode thinking that is all black and all white, and I want to show the complexity of the characters.

(End of chapter)