Chapter 246: The First Day of Vacation!
Hogwarts is very quiet today.
Empty.
Early in the morning, Hermione ran to the eighth floor of the Room of Requirement.
"What's wrong?" Harry was still in his pajamas, "It's the first day of the holiday, can't you take a little more rest?"
Hermione lowered her head for a long time before she said, "There are no people in Gryffindor, I live alone in such a big place, and I can turn the pages of a book at night in a place where the whole floor echoes, a little scared." β
"I'm moving here too......" Hermione said embarrassedly, and then deliberately emphasized, "It's just that the holidays are like this, when school starts and the others come back, I'll move back in......"
"Absolutely. Harry said, "But there aren't enough rooms, I'll let the Room of Request add one more to you." β
"No, I don't. Hermione smiled and said, "I'll just sleep with Zhang Qiu." β
Then she ran into Zhang Qiu's bedroom.
Zhang Qiu's exclamation and Hermione's smug laughter were heard: "Haha, ice is not ice, get up quickly." β
It seemed that Hermione, who had just come in from outside, shoved her cold hand into Zhang Qiu's warm skin.
Listening to the sound of two young girls playing inside, Harry was a little envious.
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Breakfast was made by Zhang Qiu.
Helena, Hermione looked at Zhang Qiu's subordinates with flowers, as if by magic, and made a hearty breakfast, with a look of amazement.
Hermione said, "It's amazing, more powerful than magic." β
Zhang Qiu smiled: "Then the Muggles must be willing to change identities with wizards." β
After eating, Helena left.
Because she went to learn Chinese cooking, when discussing cooking, Zhang Qiu's introduction was a hundred times more complex than Western cuisine, and the countless Chinese dishes completely attracted her.
What is steaming, frying, frying......
After just listening to some of the dishes Zhang Qiu said, Hermione was already drooling.
Harry then uses the Welcome Picture to send Helena to a cooking school in China.
Helena watched the scene of thousands of people making fires at the same time, and said in shock: "It's amazing. β
She suddenly found her goal: she wanted to become the best chef in the culinary world, the God of Cooking!
Learn all the ways to cook in the world.
It's a ghostly grand volunteer.
She is a ghost and naturally cannot be seen by Muggles.
She walked beside the students who were cooking, silently learning to memorize. In the evening, after everyone had started to rest, she ran to the back kitchen and practiced.
So later...... The news of the haunting of this school is out.
Because someone saw it, the knife on the wooden board would automatically clatter, and the cold light glittered in the dark.
Someone saw through the round glass on the door that in the kitchen, there was a "boom", the gas suddenly spontaneously combusted, and an iron pot floated in the air, as if there was an "evil ghost" controlling it.
Someone saw that the oven "ding" sounded, ending the work, and then the baked cake inside was pulled out by the "ghost" with the mold.
More and more people claim to have discovered strange things in the middle of the night.
Later, the cooking school slowly declined.
Helena, the initiator, after learning all her skills, began to plague another cooking school.
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Before going out to play, Hermione had brought her things to Harry.
Hermione's ginger cat, Crookshank was out of sight.
As soon as it was carried by Hermione, it jumped out of her arms, on a chair in front of the fireplace, and then on top of the fireplace, and lay down, lazy like a large mass of yellow cloth.
Hermione said helplessly, "It loves to sleep so much." β
Astoria had been apparitioned by Harry last night and sent her back to the Greengrass family's estate.
Although she shouted that she was going to be with Harry and that she was going to be at school during winter break, Harry didn't want to see her father holding up his wand and snarling at him, "What kind of demagogic magic did you do to my daughter!"
Alas, honestly. Not only Astoria was reluctant to part with Harry. Even Harry, he felt like he had lost something.
At night, there is no more soft and fragrant "marshmallow" that can be kneaded and pinched, especially since the marshmallow always thinks that he is smart and secretly kisses Harry every day.
At the time of separation, Astoria hugged Harry and said that she should hurry up and pick her up and take her back to school. It seems that she doesn't want to stay at home for a minute if she can.
Behind her stood her father and mother.
They had mixed feelings, a year and a half ago, they sent their beloved little daughter to Hogwarts, and for the first six months, they were always worried that their daughter would not be used to life there, or that she would be bullied by other wizards, and would hide in the bed and cry in the middle of the night.
I didn't expect to see my daughter half a year later, which was a little different from what they thought.
Now they are not put first. Alas, my daughter was older and was abducted.
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Harry, Zhang Qiu, and Hermione leave Harry's hut.
They walked down the spiral staircase floor by floor, and the school was exceptionally quiet as everyone was gone.
Then walk out of the castle and step out of the oak gates.
Snowflakes were flying outside.
They stepped on the lawn and walked slowly, leaving six lines of footprints on the fine powdery snow.
The shoes and clothes of the three of them were all under spells, otherwise soon, the underside of their clothes would get wet and freeze, which would not be comfortable.
Before he reached the Forbidden Forest, he saw that the Forbidden Forest seemed to have been enchanted, and every tree tens of meters high was shining silver.
At this time, the Forbidden Forest does not give people the feeling of fear and darkness, but more like a fairy tale forest with good spirits, because the snow covers the darkness.
Hagrid's little house, nestled next to the Forbidden Forest, resembles a cake from a children's menu, with a roof sprinkled with icing.
A dog suddenly barked happily.
Hagrid's hound, toothy smelled Harry's scent, slammed open the door, and rushed into the snow, but couldn't stop the car, and a dog came to gnaw on the snow.
"It turned out to be Harry. Hagrid squeaked open the door and was happy to see Harry.
"Why are you staying at school?" Hagrid patted his head, "Oh, I remember." Hermione, yes, I almost forgot. β
Hagrid said quite directly, "Trelawney, I've always disliked her. She often took out a deck of tarot cards and said that she saw my fate in them - that sooner or later I would be caught in Azkaban. β
Hagrid was genuinely angry, his small eyesβsmall and furious compared to his long, thick, barely obscuring eyebrows.
"She had no idea how much her words would hurt others, she had no idea how terrifying Dementors were, and anyone was weak in front of Dementors, including Professor Dumbledore, I mean unless Dumbledore didn't resist and let the Dementors absorb the hope in his heart. β
"The Dementors suck happy memories out of the wizards, and in Azkaban they will never stop doing so until the criminals are sucked like him...... Soulless, full of evil. There is only the worst experience of a lifetime, the worst experience that makes people desperate and drives people crazy. β
Seeing that Hagrid fell into an abnormal mood because he recalled the Dementors, Zhang Qiu was behind his back and pointed his wand at him: "*&......%Β₯#......"
Hagrid suddenly stopped talking about these unfortunate things, and straightened his back, as if his back was no longer sore, his legs no longer hurt, and all the sad things were gone. He said lightly, "Don't mention that bad old woman, tell you something worth celebrating." β
He took out a small dusty bag as if offering a treasure.
Listening to the crisp sound coming from inside, Harry knew it was a money bag.
Hagrid placed the money bag on the table and opened it, revealing a small pile of gold galleons, about a hundred.
"This is the Ministry of Magic's sudden decision that they should make up for the wrong decision to destroy my wand. β
"Ah...... It's been so many years, and they can still remember it, it seems that the recent pressure of public opinion is indeed very great. Harry raised an eyebrow, "The Ministry of Magic is too poor, though. β
Hagrid said: "These Galleons, and some of the money I've slowly accumulated over the years, you know, some of the materials I have hunted in the Forbidden Forest, and take them to Diagon Alley, Tumbledown Alley, do some small business, and make a few silver sicols every time, although it is small, but there is always some income, isn't it?"
Hagrid looked at the small house and said excitedly: "I'm going to re-expand my house during the summer vacation, after so many years, there are really too many things to stuff, and if there are leftover materials, I can build a small kennel for Yaya outside." β
"Uh...... Hagrid, I can give you a large sum of ...... if you want," Harry said.
"No, that's not good, Harry. Hagrid refused without even thinking about it.
"That's enough. β
"Okay. Harry spread his hands and said helplessly.
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