days at Hogwarts

Chapter 85 Everyone's Holiday Has Everyone's Story

"Sitting on the Ferris wheel, you can see the whole amusement park." Harry showed off, every word was accented, his eyes looked at the empty space when he spoke, and he recalled the appearance of the Ferris wheel in his mind.

"But don't you fly higher on a broomstick?" Ron asked doubts. He really couldn't figure out why it was so strange for a wizard to stand tall and see far.

"I—" Harry stuttered.

Yes, the Ferris wheel is not as high as he is riding a broomstick. Why are you so happy?
It may be that Christmas in the previous ten years could only be locked in the storage room under the stairs. There are 196 floor tiles in the room, and there are 625 horizontal stripes on the top of the storage room. Spend Christmas with them.

Thinking about waiting until the Dursleys were asleep at night and stealing the Christmas dinner they didn't finish for dinner.There is no clock in the storage room, so I don't know how long this fantasy will last.

When the pig-like Dudley took his parents home and showed off the Ferris wheel loudly at the dinner table, this was Harry's first impression of the Ferris wheel.

"It's not that the Ferris wheel is fun, it's that Harry has his own relatives." Neville said such words, which made the people around him feel a little strange.

Harry silently agreed with this statement, raised the juice in the glass and shook it lightly, and said to himself silently: Cheers to this unprecedented Christmas.

All in one drink.

In the Gryffindor common room, on the benches, the five people in Loren's bedroom gathered together and talked about their Christmas holidays.

Hermione sat on the soft chair with her small back straight, concentrating on correcting the holiday homework of several people.

Before I encountered a question that I didn’t know, I randomly filled in an answer to cheat the correct answer, but because of an oversight, I was seen through.This made the job a lot harder.

Here's the thing, a question in Potions: where do bezoars come from?

Ron's answer was "toilet", and he crossed out the toilet and wrote "lavatory" next to it.

This answer is too outrageous, the little witch can't figure out why she would fill in this answer, do you only see the word dung in the title?
After some pressing, Hermione knew their trick.Since then, when I saw a few people's wrong questions, I would just draw them with charcoal and no longer mark the correct answers.

Loren was thinking about how to tell Harry about Nagini. He thought that the two could communicate.When Harry really came back, he was at a loss as to what to communicate.

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and finally they all came together on the Philosopher's Stone, and he made up his mind to ask Flamel about things tonight.

After Hermione finished correcting her homework, she pulled Harry and Ron into a small circle and started plotting.To be honest, the voice of the three plotting is a bit loud.From time to time some words of Lu Wei, Nicole Flamel, Philosopher's Stone popped up from the circle.

Neville talked about making frozen pears during the holidays. His grandma was happy and a little unhappy when she ate pears.

"She likes to eat the frozen pears I made, but she thinks I shouldn't do these things." Neville sighed, he didn't know how to face his grandma and parents.

Granny wanted him to be a mighty man and continue Longbottom's glory, but Neville felt he couldn't afford it.

He wasn't the Boy Who Lived, his wand couldn't cast a spell that could blow a troll's head off, he wasn't bright enough, he wasn't bright enough, he didn't have a good memory.

He just remembered that the medicine at St. Mungo's was bitter, worse than the medicine Madam Pomfrey prescribed, worse than the medicine Madam Pomfrey got from Professor Snape.

Known since he was 8 years old.That time he followed his grandmother to St. Mungo's to visit his parents, and saw them expressionless and silent.Watching them look crazy and talking nonsense.

The child in the next bed said that they were performing a mission and they would be discharged from the hospital after drinking the potion.

The 8-year-old Neville had a worse memory, but he memorized this sentence, sneaked to the pharmacy, half-fed his stomach with bitter water, and poured himself into the hospital.Scales grew on his face, and feathers grew on his arms.

Neville drank his potions for a week in his hospital bed.

But the bitter water of parents can never be drunk, there is new bitter water every day, how bitter they are.

Neville wanted something sweet for them, and frozen pears were just that.That day, Mom and Dad ate all over their faces, Neville was smiling, and so was Grandma.

It's just that at night he saw his grandma wiping away tears secretly. What his parents drank was bitter water, and what came out of grandma's eyes was also bitter water.

Mom and Dad's bitter water can't be drunk, and grandma's tears can't be shed.

Neville kept these things in his heart, looked into Loren's eyes and said seriously: "Frozen pears are the sweetest, sweeter than frozen apples and yellow peaches."

……

Before going to bed, Harry and Ron sneaked around, staring from time to time to see if the other three in the dormitory were asleep.As soon as Loren looked at them, the two turned their heads away, pretending nothing happened with their poor acting skills.

When Neville's voice came out, Harry and Ron said "Puff" and "Puff" in their mouths.Tiptoely got out of bed, walked out of the dormitory, walked down the stairs, and walked to the lounge where there was no one in the middle of the night.

In the dim lounge, the two buried their heads together, looking at a piece of gleaming silver fabric with the light from the window, a pile of which seemed to be flowing like liquid.

"The Invisibility Cloak!" Ron's surprised voice echoed in the lounge.

There was another rustling sound.

Harry put the silver fabric over the two of them and disappeared, leaving the lounge suddenly empty.There was no one, but the voice kept coming.

"This invisibility cloak can hide three or four people."

"Merlin's beard, now you don't have to worry about being caught by Night Tour." Ron's voice was full of excitement.

There are many invisibility cloaks in the wizarding world, and there are two mainstream methods of making them.

One is woven from the fur of the invisible beast, which has been banned by Newt's "Fantastic Beasts Protection Act".On the other hand, the eyes of the invisible beast can foresee the future, and few people can catch it.

Most of the existing invisible animal fur cloaks are handed down from the past.

The second is to use the alchemy circle to fix the effect of the illusion spell.This is the existing mainstream production method in the magic world. It is expensive and the effect is mediocre. The invisibility cloak produced will gradually lose its effectiveness over time.

The invisibility cloak in Harry's hand, one of the Deathly Hallows, is the most mysterious, and no one knows what material it is made of.It is said to be Death's own clothes.

But in terms of effect, this Deathly Hallows seems to be no different from ordinary invisibility cloaks.Some wizards have keen perception. Although they can't see, they can detect people under the cloak. Snape is one of them.

Loren nestled behind the stairs, black and gray shadows floated in his blue pupils, outlining two figures leaning side by side, their bodies glowing with fiery red magic power.

In the abandoned classroom where the Mirror of Erised was found, Loren noticed that his eyes could break invisibility, even Dumbledore's illusion spell, and this time the invisibility cloak was no exception.

Loren laughed and rolled his eyes.

While the two people below looked at his invisible body, he restrained his smile, pretended to be sleepwalking, and walked down the stairs with a dazed expression, pretending to mutter, "Sorcerer's Stone, Philosopher's Stone."

Harry and Ron were startled at first, and they silently kept their voices silent. Their eyes were glued to Loren's body, and they pricked up their ears to listen attentively to Loren's words.

"The secret of the Philosopher's Stone is—"

Harry and Ron's eyes widened.

"The secret of the Philosopher's Stone is—"

The two held their breaths.

"Make Harry the light."

Harry's pupils shrank, before he had time to figure out what it meant to be turned into light.

Taking advantage of the two people's inability to react, Loren stretched out his hand and pulled it forward, taking off the invisibility cloak.

"I know that you two are sneaky and abnormal."

"Want to go on a night tour?"

Loren rubbed the invisibility cloak with his fingers. It was thinner than parchment, and there was no resistance at all when rubbing against it.Slippery and cool, unlike any known fabric.

　There is only 2k today, let's see if I can make up 2k tomorrow.This week was really unlucky, first I was bitten by bugs, and my legs flew up in pain.Then I was scolded for working overtime all the time, and I felt that I might be streamlined.

　　Shushu, I may have to write a book full-time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)