Chapter 253： Christmas, a different experience

The three returned all the way back to the common room, Hermione seemed particularly silent, but she had already made up her mind to tell Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt.

Harry received a brand new Firebolt this morning. She has heard Harry talk about the name of this broomstick more than once. Firebolt is known as "the fastest broomstick in the world". There is currently no mass production and no quotation. , Just think about it, you can guess how exaggerated the price is.

Harry described his special training in Diagon Alley more than once, and he watched the charming curves of the Firebolt outside the window of the Quidditch boutique together with Professor Haipu-this can be regarded as Harry's special training. One of the soul sustenance.

But Hermione believes that Harry and Ron are not aware of the danger at all. It is very likely that this broomstick was sent anonymously by a dark wizard and contains an unknown curse. Especially after the first grade experience of being tricked by Quirrell on the broom, she wondered why Harry was so careless?

‘What if it’s from Sirius Black? ’

It wasn't until Harry took the initiative to talk about the wonderful gift from Professor Haipu that Hermione joined the conversation, "The professor gave you a dementor?"

"It's a dementor doll!" Harry emphasized, "It's exactly the same as it really is, the kind of chill and bad memories that suddenly came to my heart..." He shuddered.

"Did you not look at the card inside? Maybe there will be instructions on it." Hermione guessed, but she couldn't think of any use.

Harry shook his head, "I just opened it and took a look, and then quickly closed the box... To be honest, I would like to change with Ron." He looked at Ron, and Ron opened his eyes and laughed, "Professor Haipu sent him. I have a complete set of comic books."

Harry couldn't help asking Hermione, "What gift does the professor give you?"

Hermione said, "It's a chestnut memory disk."

"Chestnut...what?" Harry said scratchingly.

"It's hard to describe in words. Wait, I'll show it to you. Also, Harry, bring your Dementor doll. Let's study it together. The professor must have his own intention."

After a minute, they got together again.

Harry looked at the chestnut memory disk in a daze, "This is...a handicraft plate? I have seen something similar at Dursley's family, and they used it to give to important customers."

"Oh, of course not. I'll show it to you. Professor Haipu hopes that I can give some more suggestions...maybe in the next semester class." Hermione said, she knocked on the chestnut plate with her magic wand, a complicated magic The pattern was lit, and the fine silver sand condensed into a cloud. Hermione closed her eyes and recalled it carefully, and then pointed her finger on the cloud.

The fine sand rustled down, and the familiar three-dimensional picture appeared in front of Harry and Ron.

"Merlin's beard, this is-we are in the secret room, the secret room..." Ron's eyes widened.

"It's a reproduction of our past memories," Hermione whispered.

Harry was also brought back to a year ago by the sight of the chestnut plate, but it was the first time he looked at the experience from another perspective. He couldn't help asking Hermione, "I just jumped down like that?" After comparing it, the Slytherin statue was almost five or six his height. If he jumped crookedly, he wouldn't have to wait for the basilisk's tail to sweep over, he would fall half to death, and then be eaten by the basilisk in one bite.

"We are all quite brave," Ron said to Hermione awkwardly, looking at "self" who was awkwardly tempting the basilisk, "Well, Hermione—can I try it?" It was from Hagrid. After the quarrel outside the cabin, Hermione was called for the first time.

Hermione pursed her lips, "Of course. You can choose another memory, that is, if you have a deeper impression, the effect will be better."

Harry was glad they started talking again, because according to his experience, Ron and Hermione would have had a cold war for a day or two.

"Let me think about it, I am very impressed..." Ron murmured, his wand hit the edge of the chestnut plate, and soon, a new three-dimensional picture appeared-the background was quite blurred, and a car could be vaguely seen. He ran straight into a tall tree, which was a beating willow.

The branches of the beating willow danced frantically, and slammed on the car like a violent storm. The car barely rushed out with two muffled noises, the car door bounced open, and the two people were thrown out of salute. Harry and Ron.

"Except for the secret room, this is probably the experience that made me feel like I'm going to die the most." Ron looked at the villain on the plate, "but there are still a lot of blurs, I can't remember what the car looked like. , I hope everything is well in the Forbidden Forest."

Harry tried it too, "It just so happens that there is something for you to see, the real Voldemort..."

After a while, Ron and Hermione finally saw the scene of Harry facing Voldemort alone in the first grade-Quirrell lifted the garlic-scented scarf and turned his back to Harry, revealing a dead white face. Under the red evil eyes are two slender nostrils like snakes.

Ron and Hermione gasped. They grabbed Harry's arm nervously from left to right. Harry couldn't help barring his teeth. "Hiss~" He complained, "I told you about it last year. When you listened, you didn’t exaggerate, did you?"

"That's different, Harry. We were just listening to you describe it in words, but this time we saw the picture directly." Ron said tremblingly, "He, he is so scary, don't mysterious people have noses?" The places he pays attention to are always weird.

Harry almost laughed. He quickly got serious and said as objectively as possible: "Uh... he is really ugly. I often had nightmares for a while."

Then the three looked at the box in front of him, which was a gift from Professor Haipu to Harry.

Ron couldn't help confirming: "Do you really want to open it? The expression you opened the first time almost scared me to death." He explained to Hermione, "Imagine you are happily opening a gift, and then watching When the companion suddenly fell from the bed, his face was pale..."

Harry glanced at Hermione, and Hermione nodded at him, "We must be sure."

Harry took a deep breath and opened the gift box--

At first glance, it was just a relatively exquisite dementor doll. It was nothing unusual, but in the next second, a chill passed through the body. The doll seemed to come alive, and the dementor's robe began to flutter. They even saw this. A picture: A gray rotten hand protrudes from under the black robe, like a corpse that has been soaked in water for a long time...

Harry closed the box quickly while he was not suffocating. He panted and said, "You all saw it." Ron looked sad.

"Card," Hermione said suddenly.

"what?"

"Card, Harry, there is a card under the dementor doll."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Harry lifted up his spirits. "So, if we endure one more time, we can know why Professor Haipu gave me this thing?" He actually suspected that Professor Haipu laughed at himself for being timid, but It's impossible to think about it.

But before confirming, he was still worried.

Hermione gave him a white look. "I don't think so." She took the box and opened a gap slightly, just enough to hold her hand in. As she fumbled, she explained, "The professor will never give a dangerous gift. ...Have it!"

She smoothly drew a card from the box, and Harry and Ron looked at her blankly, "Hermione, you are so smart."

Hermione waved her hand. "Oh, I just—I just thought about it, you are in a misunderstanding." She read out the content on the card—

"Harry, I heard that you asked Professor Lupin to learn the Patronus Mantra, maybe this can help you.

Another: The doll is cast, as long as it doesn't look at it, it won't be affected. "

She looked at the two of them: "There are only these things on it, it's already very clear."

"Wow, that's cool!" Ron said, "We can try again."

Harry let out a sigh of relief, he nodded and opened the box. The chill came again, but he immediately closed his eyes, and the horrible feeling of coldness and dampness disappeared abruptly. He heard Ron's excited voice: "Really useful! Just look away."

Harry opened his eyes and watched Ron constantly turning his head back and forth, taking a look at the Dementor doll, then quickly turned to the side, and then turned back... His appearance was so funny, Harry finally couldn't help it this time. laugh it out.

...

Malfoy Manor.

Draco Malfoy is unpacking his own gift. In the gift box that says "Felix Hupp presents Draco Malfoy", there is a set of comic books neatly stacked, and he does not give the name of the comic book. No stranger-"Mike the Little Wizard", for a period of time, this book also raised a lot of topics.

His mother Narcissa Malfoy walked in. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. Narcissa gently put her hand on Draco’s shoulder, “Draco, we’re going to have lunch. Are you done, what did Pansy give you?"

Draco murmured, "A set of dresses."

"Oh, our Draco has grown up." Narcissa said with a smile, her eyes on the book in Draco's hand: "Whose gift is this, a... a comic book?"

"A professor in the school," Draco said, turning a page along the way.

...

Longbottom Old House.

The old houses were rejuvenated, and the dull tapestries were cleaned up, revealing the original golden red. Almost every few steps you take, you will see a small Christmas tree with brightly colored ribbons hanging on it.

A boy with a round face is trying to hang a bunch of golden **** on the Christmas tree.

"Gnar, Gnar!" Alice Longbottom called from a distance, "Your Uncle Algie and Aunt Anie are here."

"Horse, come here right away, Mom!" Neville responded. He stood on tiptoe and finally hung the ball on the Christmas tree after more than ten seconds. The tip of his nose was already dripping with sweat.

When he turned his head, Alice was standing behind him, looking at him peacefully.

"Mom—" Neville flushed, and he felt ashamed of what he had just done.

At the dinner table, a family of relatives sat together. They warmly celebrated the return of Frank and Alice. Halfway through the feast, Uncle Algie, who had a thin cheek and a goatee, said loudly, "Okay! That's good!" Two large glasses of high spirits, blushing as if on fire.

He looked at Neville: "Boy, I heard that you have made a lot of progress recently, and show off to the men!"

Neville stubbornly shrank behind Alice, Alice patted him on the shoulder, Neville stood up, he drew out his wand, the tip of the wand suddenly flashed red, and a spell flew out.

"Silent curse!" Uncle Algie was taken aback and almost fell from his chair. "Don't, Frank, don't help me-I don't have this ability at his age!"

Neville scratched his head and laughed silly.

...

Muggle World, London Villa District.

"Justin, it's eleven o'clock, and the guests will come in a while, remember the excuses we discussed."

"I know~ Dao~ La~" Justin with curly hair said, he said unhappily: "The reason why I didn't go to Eton College was because of my poor health, so I could only hire a tutor and go to the air every year A refreshing place to relax... Mom, don't you think this excuse is too lame? When they see me every year, I am alive and kicking."

"Who gave our family a little wizard? I can't go to Eton College. I'm more disappointed than you, but—" Mrs. Finley blinked mischievously. "When the guests are gone, you can tell me about school. What happened at that time, I still can’t believe that Lockhart turned out to be a liar, his book is so good-looking..."

Justin rolled his eyes concealedly.

...

Hogwarts Felix walked out of the office. Along the way, there were always gorgeous Christmas decorations. The ribbons woven of holly and mistletoe in the corridor pointed to the auditorium. The armor in the castle was polished to shine.

He walked into the auditorium, and the four long wooden tables were moved to the side of the wall, leaving only a table for a dozen people to eat in the center of the room. Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, and Flitwick are all here. Filch also put on an old tuxedo.

"I hope I am not late." Felix said with a smile.

"Merry Christmas, Felix, I like the wool socks you sent. There are twelve colors in total. I can change them." Dumbledore said happily, "We are still waiting for the students to come over, they might think It’s still the usual time, but it’s actually a little earlier—"

"To pass the time, we are taking turns telling jokes. It's Severus's turn."

Felix turned his head to look at Snape, his expressionless face full of resistance.

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