Chapter 42： Hermione's Christmas

The snow outside is not very heavy.

Hermione lay curled up under the covers, staring at the snowflakes outside the window for a while, and her mother's cry was already coming from outside the bedroom.

"Get up quickly, eat breakfast on time, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach in the future."

"Know it."

She slowly changed her pajamas under the covers, put on woolen socks, and wore her slightly messy, long, fluffy hair, and went to the bathroom to wash in her cotton slippers.

Waiting for her to come to the living room, Mr. Granger has finished breakfast and is sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

"Hurry up and eat breakfast, you can open your presents when you're done."

Hermione suddenly became energetic at this time. She stepped on her slippers and trot all the way to the little Christmas tree in her house.

Sure enough, there are a small pile of gifts.

Mrs. Granger's voice came from the kitchen.

"Hermione! Let's eat first!"

Hermione responded loudly with dissatisfaction.

"Mom, I won't open the present, just come and have a look!"

said, she smashed her fingers at the gift boxes of different sizes under the tree to count.

"Dad, mother, grandparents, grandparents, Aunt Pessi, Uncle Coleson, Uncle Mac, Cousin Siniel, Nancy, Helen..."

After the count was over, she became unhappy.

stomped his feet, angrily went to the restaurant for breakfast.

Mr. Granger put down the newspaper and looked strangely at his inexplicably tantrum: "How are you? This year you have more gifts than last year."

The little girl viciously cut the fried egg on the plate into four pieces with a knife.

"It's nothing, it's just that I didn't see a gift from a liar! Fortunately, I specially prepared it for him. I want to wait for him to return and give it to him..."

The words behind her became quieter and quieter, and the Grangers did not hear what she was talking about.

After eating breakfast, Hermione was not tasteless when she opened up the present.

The gifts that the adults give every year are the same, and the friends in her school are no surprises either.

"I'm out!"

After finishing all the unwrapped presents, Hermione changed her shoes in front of the door and greeted her loudly.

"Bring your gloves and scarf, and a hat. Don't run away when you run wild outside!"

"I know, I know!"

The cold outside air made Hermione shrink her neck. She wrapped some scarves around her neck, hopped twice on the spot, then braved the snow and trot all the way towards the yard next door.

arrived at the courtyard gate, she skillfully took out a small set of keys from her pocket, and quickly selected one of them to open the courtyard gate.

She first ran to the garden and looked at Lynn’s most precious flowers.

It's a pity, because of the season, Hermione couldn't keep them, all of them withered in autumn, and now there are only a few dead branches left.

Now there were a few more small soil bags in the place where the flowers were planted. It was the tomb of the flowers. She thought that even if the flowers died, she would have to wait for Lynn to come back and give him an explanation, so she dug a few holes and buried the withered flower branches. To the ground.

After confirming that those "graves" had not been dug up by the stray dogs, Hermione opened the door and walked into the Linn house.

It's still as spotless as it was when Lynn left.

As she promised herself, Hermione would come here to clean it once a week.

At home, her mother always complained that she didn't take the initiative to share the housework, but she was very diligent when cleaning Lynn's house.

skillfully picked up the mop, skillfully starting from the innermost room on the second floor, Hermione started cleaning this week.

After she was almost done, it was close to noon.

She looked at the clean room, took a long sigh of relief, then rubbed her slightly flushed face, put on her scarf, hat and gloves again, locked the door of the living room of Lynn's house, and walked out of the yard.

When she locked the yard door, she saw the snow piled up in the yard, thinking that she would come again in two days to clean up the snow, otherwise the lawn of Lynn's house would be finished after it turned into water.

On the way back, thinking about it, the little girl's mood was as unpredictable as the weather in London, and she suddenly became angry again.

She is mad at herself.

After a long day of busy life, somebody didn't even send the promised gift.

Hermione, Hermione, you are such an idiot!

She returned home sulking, and Mrs. Granger was already cooking lunch.

"Where did you go crazy all morning?"

"I didn't go anywhere."

Hermione got more and more angry, and she replied listlessly, and then ran upstairs and returned to her room.

She lay on the bed and buried her face in the quilt. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved, and the more she felt wronged, the more she wanted to cry.

Just when she was pouting, her eyes were red and she was about to cry secretly, there was a knocking sound from the bedroom window.

Hermione held back her tears again, turned her head and looked out the window.

There is an owl staring at her through the glass.

Seeing that the little girl noticed herself, she pecked the window glass with her front beak.

Hermione was a little surprised at first, but then she became excited again because she saw the small but smartly packed gift box under the owl's paw.

She immediately flew to the window and opened the window for the owl to fly in.

The Hogwarts owl was very elegantly shaking the snowflakes on its wings outside the window, and then flew into Hermione's room and threw the gift box into the little girl's hand.

Hermione can't wait to open the gift box.

As expected, Lynn sent her this gift.

Inside 　　 is a pendant. What hangs is a very small crystal ball. There is a castle in the crystal ball. And like the weather outside, the crystal ball is also floating with magical snowflakes.

"Ho, Hogwarts?" Hermione brought the crystal ball to her eyes, and finally saw the sign on the castle.

At the bottom of the gift box, there is also a note left by Lynn, which says:

This is your future castle.

Seeing these words, Hermione's face suddenly turned red. She felt that Lynn had changed her way and praised her as a princess.

Oily cavity slippery tone!

She cursed secretly in her heart, then couldn't help but glanced at the pendant in her hand and carried it around her neck happily.

The owl that came from afar hovered over Hermione's head for a long time, watching the little girl giggling for a while and getting angry, feeling that she didn't want to give herself any hard work, and could not help but flew out of her room angrily.

Hermione was rolling on the bed holding the pendant at this time, not even caring when the owl left.

After a while, she felt a little too excited, and could not help but cursed at herself again in her heart:

Hermione, Hermione, you are such an idiot!