Chapter 598

There are a lot of gifts from Fanlin. In fact, many of them came to van Lin's bedside earlier than this, in part, because of the Christmas gifts they sent to van Lin.

Mr. al's gifts were Muggle items, which, however, were of no use at Hogwarts.

Of course, there are also some admirers, which are all made up by the Daily Prophet, who publicize the deeds of Fanlin to hide the mistakes of the Ministry of magic.

The only advantage should be that van Lin can receive a lot of gifts.

Finally, Harry had to come with Ron to help Vaseline open the gift.

Of course, it needs magic filtering.

Who knows who, even put the love potion in the envelope, if there is any accident at this juncture, Fanlin is absolutely unbearable.

Hermione would never let him go, like after marriage

Anyway, van Lin found one of Hermione's gifts from a pile of presents.

It's a hand knitted sweater. Although it doesn't have the craftsmanship of Mrs. Weasley, it can be seen that the girl is very attentive.

The crooked thread was also cut off one by one by the girl, and the abbreviation of van Lin and Hermione's name was shown on the gold red thread.

In fact, Hermione is very insightful about design, the interweaving of a and G.

Anyway, it's the best gift van Lin has ever received.

Van Lin did not hesitate, he just put the sweater on his body.

The girl must have been preparing this sweater for a long time. Fanlin can even feel the residual temperature of the girl's palm.

It's an illusion, of course, but it's really great.

With unprecedented enrichment, Fanlin felt that nothing could defeat him now.

"Let's go down." Van Lin said excitedly.

"What about these presents?" "It's a Quidditch model," Harry said, as he unwrapped the package. "Ireland played Switzerland."

"Oh, for you, Harry, but now I think I should put them down."

"Oh, thank you, but..."

"Nothing, but Harry." "I've seen what I want to see, and I can leave the rest to dobby," Van Lin said

"What do you want to do?" Harry looked at Van Lin puzzled.

"It's snowing, Harry. Why don't we go out and relax?"

"Relax?"

"Anyway, let's go." With a wave of vanillin's hand, the curse of cleanliness immediately acts on these gifts.

Line up neatly along the wall. It doesn't look so messy.

Fanning rushes downstairs. Hermione and Ginny are waiting for them in the lounge.

Fanlin laughed. He didn't wear a coat, just to expose his sweater.

Hermione naturally noticed this, and the girl was very happy anyway.

She was quite afraid of her craft, but no one would feel unnatural in Van Lin's body.

In fact, the morning time is not suitable for outdoor activities. The little wizard who just got up from the warm quilt is not so willing to go directly into the snow.

Since everyone didn't want to go out in the morning, dobby was not responsible for opening the presents.

They spent most of the morning in Gryffindor tower, where everyone was unpacking their presents and then went back to the hall for a rich lunch with at least Turkey and Christmas cloth, and a pile of cabbage and magic biscuits.

In the afternoon, they came out of the house. The snow had not been trampled, except that the students of demstrand and busbarton had made several deep gullies on their way to the castle.

This is a long planned activity of Fanlin.

Such a thick snow field, there is not a lively snow fight how to say the past.

The group is very clear, two girls in a group, and then three boys fight in disorder.

This is an unfair fight.

Fanlin couldn't have watched Hermione get beaten, and Hermione

Well, Hermione was very cooperative and gave van Lin some snowballs.

Suddenly, the painting style of the scene became serious.

Fanlin's power is hard for Harry and Ron to resist.

He and Ron had just thrown out two fist sized snowballs, and then what Van Lin paid them back was geometric growth.

"Fanlin Al, if you're using magic, I'm not welcome." Cried Harry.

Vaseline kept arguing that he didn't use magic, but Harry saw a snowball the size of a head flying out of van Lin's hand.

A few seconds ago, the snowball in Van Lin's hand is not so big, moreover, have you seen snowballs like tracking missiles?

Harry will never forget the pleasure of being hit by a snowball from the sky.

The scene changed in an instant. Hermione and Ginny stepped aside wisely. They didn't bring wands.Fortunately, Harry and Ron had wands. What's more, they don't have the slightest cover up.

One snow line after another rushed directly at Van Lin.

It's not a wizard duel Naturally, Fanlin would not use any other means.

And then, in the end, Harry's going to fall And then Hermione pulled it out for him.

Naturally, Fred and George were indispensable to such scenes, and the end result was that no one was allowed to use magic.

Now, van Lin can only hide behind Hermione, shivering.

At five o'clock, the two girls said they would go back upstairs and get ready for the ball.

"What, you need three hours to prepare?" Ron looked at her in disbelief and said, but didn't notice that George threw a big snowball and Ron was hit hard on the head.

"When shall we call you?" Ron yells to Hermione, but she just waves and disappears at the end of the stone staircase leading to the castle.

There will be no tea party this Christmas, because there will be a feast at the dance tonight.

At seven o'clock, everyone couldn't see each other. The others told them to stop the snow war, and then a large group of them returned to the rest room. The fat lady was sitting on the stairs with her friend Willie. Both of them were drunk. Empty bottles of chocolate liqueur were piled up under her portrait.

"Beast fight, that's it." When people say the password.

Van Lin, Harry, Ron, Seymour, and Neville changed into gowns in their rooms.

Everyone seemed confident, but he was far behind Ron. He looked at himself in a corner at a corner, observing himself in the mirror. His face was very cold. No one noticed that his dress looked more like a skirt. In order to make his clothes show his masculinity, he sprayed a scent of perfume on the neckline and cuffs. At least he didn't need to tie a tie, though he did it. Elegant thing, but the edge of the dress is still sad.

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