v4 Chapter 128： anonymous christmas gift

On Christmas morning, William was woken up by tea.

Early in the morning, it leaves its warm den and plunges headlong into the pile of presents, pouting and tearing at the Christmas gift wrapping with its claws.

**There are many gifts for tea, there are more than a dozen, all of them are all kinds of snacks, as well as strange little toys.

Like...a bouncy doll cat.

William glanced at the name, and found that Filch helped Mrs. Norris to send it. The purpose is self-evident: stay away from his Mrs. Norris!

Filch must have no knowledge of Muggle objects, and he presumably consulted with Muggle studies teacher Professor Bubagi.

God, at this time, Professor Boubaji suddenly became reliable. It seems that his research direction is quite unpopular.

William was curious about what knowledge they discussed when Dumbledore interviewed Professor Bubagi.

Otherwise, why did Professor Dumbledore keep claiming that Professor Boubaji was a professional?

In addition to the gifts from the wizard, there are also the phoenix friends of ** tea... Fox and Lu Wei!

Fox sent one of its tail feathers; Lewis sent a large bone that had been shaved.

Of course, the feather was confiscated by William, and it was taken as a Christmas gift from **. As for the bones, leave it to sharpen its claws.

William gave ** tea a pound of catnip-flavored cat litter, hoping it would stay focused when it went to the toilet.

The little eagles all went home, and there was only William in the entire dormitory. He couldn't sleep because of the noise of the tea, so he had to get up with him.

William's gifts are more than **tea's.

A lot of chocolate, as usual is not to see.

This year, fewer chocolates were given. After several years of exploration, they also found that William didn't eat chocolate, especially chocolate frogs.

As a result, chocolate became books and various daily necessities. There are also women's clothing, what does this mean?

William picked and picked, and soon saw Fleur's gift.

It was a slender box. After he opened it, he was surprised to find that it was actually a magic wand!

Not a fake wand, but a real wand of French craftsmanship.

William had a habit of collecting wands, and he had plenty of spares himself.

For example, the one made by Cedric, the basilisk horn wand, and the willow wand.

In addition, there is a large number of wands seized by France.

William looked at the introduction of the box and was stunned:

Thirteen inches, good strength, cedar wood, Veela hair.

Needless to say, the core probably came from Fleur herself.

Veela hair can be used as a magic wand. The core of the hibiscus wand came from her grandmother.

Hibiscus is of Veela descent, and has the same silver hair as Veela, and is also full of magic, and can barely make the core of a wand.

William waved his wand and whispered, "Burning flames!"

An orange flame fell on the note and burned quickly. William was destroying the body to prevent Hermione from discovering that the core of the wand was Fleur's hair.

Otherwise, this magic wand will most likely be confiscated.

William swung his wand, the power was good, but it was too sensitive and not very smooth.

That one feels a lot like a Quaffle with lube all over it.

Although the ball is big and played many times, it will feel slippery when lubricated, which is not conducive to careful play, and also affects shooting.

There is also a letter in the box.

After William opened it, his brows gradually wrinkled.

Fleur said in the letter: The ptarmigan appeared in Beauxbatons and attacked Emerald Lake on campus.

That night, Madame Maxime was admiring the moon and chanting poetry at Huxin Pavilion, and then she was hit by... five thunders.

The pavilion collapsed, and she herself fell into the lake.

Maxim is now angry and ready to kill the Thunderbird.

William was very sympathetic to Madame Maxime, but when he thought of her big skeleton, falling into the lake and trying to dig the dog... He was inexplicably poked and laughed.

William was also speechless. What the **** was going on with that thunderbird?

Why go to Beauxbatons?

What is she looking for?

Jimei, can you give your brother a reminder?

Soon, William opened Gabriel's gift.

What Gabriel sent was a photo album with family portraits, of course, at most a selfie of herself.

William was about to unwrap Dumbledore's present when he was attracted by something else.

It was a long, slender package, very much like a broomstick in terms of style.

William tore open the package, and it turned out to be a broomstick:

Beautiful streamlined design, high-quality ash wood handle, broom tail is carefully selected birch twigs, ground into a streamlined shape and has a gold registration number on the top.

William let go of his hand, and the broom was automatically suspended in mid-air without any support, and the height off the ground was just right for him to ride on.

- Firebolt!

He double-checked the packaging, but couldn't find the name of the gift-giver.

Oh hoo, are you still mysterious? !

Woman, you managed to get my attention!

William stubbornly believed that this must have been given by a fan of a rich woman. The purpose is not to let him try too hard.

William was about to ride up to check if it was a knockoff when someone broke in.

It's Hermione and Annie!

The question of the Ravenclaw knocker couldn't help but the two of them, who had entered the Ravenclaw lounge many times before.

Hermione blushed. She looked at the Firebolt and said sharply, "I knew it, William! Someone anonymously gave you Christmas gifts!"

"Yes, did someone give it to you too?" William frowned slightly.

It seems that it is not a rich woman, but a fanatical fan of the two.

After the Paris incident, William and Hermione's ardent fans grew. There are many letters and gifts received every day.

"It shouldn't be a fan." Hermione seemed to know William's thoughts, she whispered: "Annie also received it."

"That's right," Annie put her hands on her hips, raised her chin high, and stretched out her flat chest, without concealing her excitement.

"Brother, are you sure you didn't send my Firebolt?"

William shook his head.

He was going to give the Nimbus 2000 to Annie and buy a new one himself.

How could it be possible to send Firebolts?

Since even Annie has gifts, it seems that fan behavior can be ruled out.

"Hermione, do you also have Firebolts?" William asked after thinking for a moment.

"No!" Hermione shook her head: "mine is an invisibility cloak!"

Hermione handed over a grey-black robe.

William checked and found that it was indeed an invisibility cloak.

Strictly speaking, there are three types of invisibility cloaks:

A common cloak is made by casting the Disillusionment Charm. This kind of invisibility cloak is the worst, and William can also make it.

The second is the high-end products made from the hair of invisible beasts. It lasts a long time and hides well.

And finally, the Deathly Hallows' invisibility cloak.

Hermione's invisibility cloak was made from the fur of an invisible beast, and it was as expensive as a Firebolt.

Sending three expensive gifts in a row, still anonymous... Where can I find such a local tyrant friend?

The three sat on the bed, thinking for a long time without a clue.

The gift-giver knew the three of William very well, and was willing to spend money.

William's richest friends were Nico and Dumbledore.

Dumbledore never only gave things he made himself, and Nico would never give gifts anonymously.

Is it the female werewolf Mormont? It makes no sense, she has not yet unified the French werewolf world.

She is still very poor, and it is William who helps her.

Clegane is even less likely. The gift he sent was the Devil's Web, the one that Hermione had released last time in his office.

Such a cheapskate is impossible to give such a precious gift.

Professor Snape is even less likely. Because this year, he still sent magic medicine.

Professor Snape has developed a special antidote to the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider.

As usual last year, he gave William only a pitiful three drops!

Professor Snape is the master of hunger marketing.

The antidote of the giant eight-eyed spider, according to William's temperament, must be all kinds of research.

Only three drops are sent, and there is no way to analyze the ingredients.

Snape just waited for William to come to the door, and then sat on the ground to raise the price.

Old vampire bat.

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(At the beginning of the month, ask for a wave of recommended tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.)