Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

"of course it's true."

"Then do you want to guess what gift I'm going to give you?"

"No, there will be no surprise if you guess it."

On the other side of the common room, Cedric kicked the chair of Gal who was still struggling to "write" his homework, smiled narrowly and raised his hand to the sofa in front of the fireplace.Gal glanced over there blankly, and happened to see two people leaning together. He didn't know what they were giggling inexplicably.

"Where's Arlin?" Gal leaned down and lowered his voice very low, as if his normal speech here could reach the ears of Munn and Violet.

It turned out that Cedric was also infected by him, even more so - this guy shook his head, took out his notebook, and wrote on a separate page, "I don't know, what's wrong?"

"Camera, go get the camera and take a picture." Gal tried to draw the outline of a camera in mid-air with his hand. However, maybe because he was too excited, he drew a circle in mid-air and looked at Cedric. There was a moment of silence.

But at the moment, compared to complaining about Gal's gesture skills, it is obviously more important to capture this shocking scene.

In this way, without Moon and Violet's complete knowledge, a rather artistic photo was quietly kept.

As for why they didn't notice the sound of the camera shooting or the flash of the light...

I'm afraid only the two of them know that.

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The duel standings bring not only the fighting spirit of the little wizards in private, but also the increasing number of coins in Fred and George's pockets.

For some reason that no one knows, these two guys took this opportunity to open many handicaps in succession. Although it seemed that they were losing and winning, as dealers, both of them were very smart. , so in fact, their pockets are indeed getting fatter day by day.

But as the saying goes, people get carried away when they are proud. There are more and more duels, the rankings in the standings change faster and faster, and the handicap between the two brothers also becomes wider and wider. As a result, Professor McGonagall was killed on Halloween eve. Got the trap.

Logically speaking, if it is just a small gambling game, professors usually don't bother to take care of it.But this time it was different - there were more than one or two little wizards who had won almost all their pocket money from Fred and George. This obviously no longer fell into the category of "small fights".So, there was no doubt that the two brothers were dragged directly to the office by Professor McGonagall. Not only did they spit out all the money they earned from opening gambling games during this period, Professor McGonagall even wrote a special letter to Weasley. lady.

So, on the morning of the 21st, with only two days left before the start of the Christmas holiday, a howling letter traveled through the wind and waves and arrived at the breakfast table at Hogwarts.

"How dare you! Gambling! Fred Weasley! George Weasley! You are getting bolder and bolder! If you dare to do this again! Then you will never have to go to school again!"

Fred and George looked at the shouting letter happily, and even joked with the people next to them. On the contrary, Ron and Ginny, who had not become the target of Mrs. Weasley's output, looked embarrassed and wished they could just hold the meal in their hands. Pan slipped out of the auditorium.

Lee Jordan rarely participated in Fred and George's joking, but sat aside and looked at the brothers with some concern.

He was the only one who knew why Fred and George were trying to make money this way, and he knew that Fred and George were not as unconcerned as they seemed.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do much to help Fred and George.

The roaring letter didn't last long, and soon, under everyone's gaze, the letter burned itself into sporadic ashes.Moreover, perhaps because the target of the shouting letter was Fred and George, who had always been out of tune, it didn't take long for this episode to be completely forgotten by everyone.

In contrast, the upcoming Christmas holiday is more concerning to everyone.

In the divination class on Monday afternoon, Professor Trelawney worriedly told everyone that she had made another prophecy over the weekend, and vowed that the school's big crisis had not passed yet, and the basilisk that Moon defeated was just a basilisk. Small problem, something more terrifying is yet to come.

To be honest, according to Professor Trelawney's description, it is estimated that only Slytherin himself suddenly emerged from a nook and cranny to be satisfied.

Compared to Professor Trelawney, Professor Kettleburn from the Care of Magical Creatures class is obviously much cuter - to everyone's surprise, he didn't talk about any particularly dangerous animals for two consecutive lectures. When they were about to say goodbye to the unicorn after the Christmas vacation, the professor suddenly grabbed something from his back that looked a bit like a platypus. At first glance, it looked cute and adorable.

A little wizard who knew a lot about magical animals called out the little guy's name.

"Sniff!"

"That's right, very good, just sniffing." Professor Kettleburn said 'very good', but his expression was obviously a little unhappy. "A greedy little thing, he can't walk when he sees shiny things. Every now and then he will To steal all the Galleons and gems you didn't hide - I don't know how anyone could like this kind of thing, but anyway, when you come back from Christmas vacation, you have to start contacting these little guys. "

"When the time comes, remember not to bring your money pockets to class."

The little wizards obviously had different views on sniffing than Professor Kettleburn. When they learned that they were going to learn sniffing next, most of the students cheered, and even the sadness of saying goodbye to the unicorn was dull. A lot.

Well, most boys are actually not sad at all. After all, they have never encountered a unicorn.

The girls went to say goodbye to the unicorns seriously, and they also gave these unicorns names - although they already had names, Professor Kettleburn's naming ability was obviously not very good. .

Dabai, Xiaobai, Dajin, Xiaojin, Dajiao, Xiaojiao...

It is almost impossible to expect the little witches to accept such a name.

For the fourth-year Hufflepuff wizards, there was more than just one happy thing today.

After lunch, they suddenly learned that Professor Sinister, who taught astronomy, had asked for leave in advance and did not have to attend tonight's astronomy class.You know, just in the morning, Milton had just complained about this - other students could go back to pack their bags after class in the afternoon, but they had to climb up to the astronomy tower at night to accept the stars all night After a baptism of knowledge, I can return to the dormitory to pack my luggage, wash up and go to bed.

It's simply unfair.

And now, there is no astronomy class in the evening, which is enough to make these little wizards want to have a carnival.

So, as soon as the afternoon spells class ended, the fourth-grade badgers ran into the school kitchen one after another. They didn't even eat dinner and ran directly to the common room with a lot of food. .

Moon was a little helpless. Wasn't it because the astronomy class would delay everyone's time to pack their luggage, so everyone complained?Okay now, there's no astronomy class, so we're going to have a party instead, right?

He bet that more than one of these people would have to pack their clothes in a panic tomorrow morning.

"Hey! Gal, don't forget to get me some more pie sheets! Don't worry about your apple pie! You already got a big plate!"

Well, maybe one of those people will be himself.

When the little wizards from other grades returned to the common room, they were all shocked - we all went to the auditorium to eat, how could someone sneakily turn on the stove in the common room!

The point is, don’t call us yet!Can you have a little Hufflepuff spirit of unity!

In this way, the number of people participating in the carnival further increased, and slowly, the entire Hufflepuff common room was almost full.

Moon munched on the pie while waiting for Violet to return in the common room, while watching Gal there have to imitate animals because he lost the game, and then was so amused that he almost choked on the pie. .

Gal confidently chose to imitate an owl, but the way he clapped his arms and looked forward was almost the same as those hens raised by Hagrid.

Just as he was looking around for a life-saving water source, Violet suddenly slipped out from the side and handed a bottle of pumpkin juice to Moon.

"Huh...thank God." After relying on the pumpkin juice to finally deliver the choking pie, Moon patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. "Professor Sprout called you over because of the picture album." Son?"

Violet nodded slightly, then pointed to her backpack and said loudly: "Your gift is here."

Moon's eyes lit up, and he quickly drank up the remaining pumpkin juice in the bottle. Then he put down the bottle and followed Violet out of the common room.

There was no way, there were too many people in the common room right now, and it was difficult to find a place to stand quietly for a while.

After passing through the door of the common room, the sound was completely isolated, and the two of them finally felt that the world had become peaceful.

"emmmm... Let me tell you first, this gift may not be what you thought." Violet took off her backpack and slowly opened the zipper. "It may not look like it." It's like a 'gift to you'."

With that said, the girl opened her backpack and took out a cup of beautifully bound books.

"Pomona Sprout and Her Herbal Journey: Volume [-]"

Moon took the book and looked at Violet curiously, "Is this the picture album you and Professor Sprout have been working on these past few months?"

"Yes, that's it." Violet pointed to the book in Moon's hand, "Well, would you like to open it and take a look."

The young man opened the picture album as he was told, only to find that each plant in it was equipped with a varying number of illustrations - the important thing was that there was always a little wizard standing next to these plants taking care of them.Although they are all caricatures, it can still be seen from their characteristics that all these little wizards are almost based on their two classmates.

"This was Professor Sprout's idea. She focused on the care of herbs in the picture book. She also felt that it might not be intuitive with just words, so she asked me to draw the classmates as well." Violet added. When he reached Moon's side, he explained softly: "The ones in front are very ordinary, and they include everyone, well, including the two of us."

"The emphasis is on the last page."

After hearing what Violet said, Moon stopped admiring each page and hurriedly turned to the end of the album.

Then, he finally saw the "gift" Violet said.

Chapter 62 A lively and busy Christmas

"Merry Christmas!" In the cheerful cheers of the family, the Christmas dinner officially started.

After experiencing the period of being monitored and even grounded by the Ministry of Magic last Christmas, the celebrations during the holidays immediately seemed more precious to everyone.The house elves worked at full capacity and cooked a more sumptuous meal than before. Moon also came to the kitchen with her mother Ann, Aunt Nora and other female elders, and prepared several Chinese dishes. How to do it - but he doesn't know how to cook himself. At best, he can only talk about it on paper. A few dishes were cooked...

How should I put it, it's a bit strange.

There is no way, there are always some dishes that are not as simple as tomatoes and scrambled eggs, not to mention that it is difficult for Moon, a half-baked chef, to explain everything clearly, so the house elves can only try vaguely based on their own ideas.The dishes fried in this way will undoubtedly have a peculiar smell of mixed Chinese and Western flavors.

Fortunately, everyone had a good time, which was enough for the festival.

The children were also very happy to be reunited. They had not seen each other for a long time and the little ones seemed to have endless things to say.The elders were chatting at the other end of the table about the Ministry of Magic, family business, and the current situation in the wizarding world in various places. The juniors were laughing at the other end of the table and talking about the interesting picture albums they had recently discovered, the new stories they had heard, and what happened in Hogwarts. those interesting things.

The rustling snowflakes were dancing everywhere outside the window, and in the blink of an eye, the whole world was covered in silver.

Children always eat dinner faster than adults, so while the elders are still enjoying glass after glass of wine, everyone has already left the restaurant together and ran outside to have a snowball fight.

Moon, who is half a child, obviously cannot run away alone. Although he really wants to run back to the room, the 22-year-old Quina will not go out to play in the snow with the little ones now. If he If they leave again, Hesper and Quaid will have to take care of the children in that family.

Although both of them have relatively stable personalities, their intimidation power is obviously not enough. At least the most active Ouen is not something they can completely control, so Moon had no choice but to wrap up his scarf and join the snowballs of his younger brothers and sisters. In the war.

It wasn't until an hour later, when the time was approaching 08:30, that An came out wearing a thick fur robe and loudly called the little ones in again. Moon finally got the chance to sneak back into the room alone.

The picture album that Violet gave him before the holiday was now open on his desk.

In fact, what Violet said at the time was both accurate and inaccurate - the more Moon flipped through this picture album, the more he felt that it was filled with Violet's little thoughts, not just the last page. It's a gift.

For example, on every page where the little wizard next to the herbs is Moon, the adjacent page is always Violet. In the entire album of nearly [-] pages, the two people have never been separated once. .

For another example, the other little wizards basically wear wizard robes similar to school uniforms from beginning to end. At most, they will change into different styles for different seasons. Only Munn and Violet wear the most clothes, and they are different every time. Mutual correspondence: When Moon wears a sweater, Violet must also wear a sweater; when Moon wears a shirt, Violet's outfit will also change into a dress, with similar colors and styles.

To put it more simply, Moon feels that the two villains in the album almost always wear couple costumes.

More importantly, their movements are exactly the same. If Moon holds the herb pot with his left hand, Violet's right hand will also be raised high; if Violet stands on tiptoe with her left foot, , then Munn’s right foot will also gently tiptoe.

As for the last page that Violet really called a gift...

To be honest, when Moon saw that page, it was really hard for him to believe that Professor Sprout actually agreed to Violet's drawing.

The herb introduced on that page is mistletoe - the only herb in the entire album that has two little wizards standing next to it at the same time. To the left of the mistletoe is Moon, demonstrating how thick to cut the mistletoe. on the right side of the mistletoe stood Violet, holding a blackboard with some trivia written on it.And if you wait on this page for a while, the two little wizards will secretly look at each other and then gently high-five in the air.

The most important thing is that at this moment, new shoots will grow on the mistletoe in the center.

On the Hogwarts Express when returning home for the holidays, Moon held this picture album and looked at this page over and over again, almost giggling the whole way.If he hadn't repeatedly stated that he was really fine, Cedric would have almost run to find a way to see if there was a professor on the train.

Violet's Christmas gift is also next to the picture album. It is an exquisite ink bottle. If you try to write with this ink bottle, the written words will turn into various colors.The specific color it will turn into depends on the mood of the writer at the time - if you are happy, the written words will be bright orange; if you are depressed, the written words will be dull. dark blue.

Along with the gift came a greeting card, a small one, tied to the neck of the ink bottle, with the words "Use this to write to me in the future~"

Moon immediately ran back to the room and tried to write a letter to Violet, but ended up writing three words in total, each word was that cute pink color.

So Moon immediately put down his pen and returned to the living room.

For a letter like this, he felt that even if he could persevere and finish writing it all, it would take several days of mental preparation before he dared to send it.

And now, he plans to finish writing this letter. As for when he can send it out...

If you send it before the end of the Christmas holiday, you will be considered a winner.

However, just when he was about to unscrew the ink bottle, a line of writing suddenly appeared on the open parchment next to him: "You haven't slept yet, are you writing to me?"

Moon was startled for a moment, then pulled the parchment in front of him, controlled the quill and wrote on it, "Well, I'm writing a letter to you."

The person on the other end of the parchment is naturally Violet, and these two pieces of parchment, which look ordinary but can change the writing on them, are Munn's Christmas gifts to Violet.

While chatting on the express train home earlier, several of their friends happened to talk about the duel standings.Cedric mentioned to him that this duel ranking list is good anywhere. The only problem is that every time there is a change in the points, everyone has to copy it by themselves. If it can be like the "Daily Prophet", it can be automatically Just change the rankings and scores above.

This incident awakened Moon. On the 23rd, the day he just had a holiday, he immediately sent a letter to the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet and asked for advice on the spell they cast on the newspaper.

Although it is obviously possible to consult Professor McGonagall or Professor Dumbledore on this matter, this seems to be some special use of Transfiguration.But after all, it was already a holiday at that time, and everyone had to write letters. It was better to write this letter directly to the Daily Prophet, and also ask about some things related to Lockhart, just in case.

Just the next day, on the morning of Christmas Eve, Barnabas Guffey, the current editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, sent a reply to Moon. Not only did he write down the specific spell, but he also secretly mentioned it. He asked Moon if he could purchase some news resources from the school newspaper in the future.Of course, he packed up all the past newspapers that mentioned Lockhart and sent them to Shafik Manor.

Therefore, this is the Christmas gift for Violet - after Munn studied the entire spell clearly, he made some small changes of his own to make the spell take effect faster, just like Voldemort's Just like that Horcrux diary, if you write something here, you can receive immediate feedback there.At the same time, he also made the spell two-way, so that only one of the two people could write the words, while the other could only stare at the parchment helplessly.

The only regret was that he didn't know that Violet was going to send this bottle of ink at the time, so there was no way to show different colors on the parchment.Fortunately, this adjustment is not particularly complicated. Just wait until the Christmas vacation is over and see Violet, and then use the modified spell again.

"Let me guess, are you using the bottle of ink I gave you?"

"Yes."

"So what color are the words you wrote?"

Moon looked at the parchment, unable to get the quill to write an answer on it for several seconds.

It's a bit too shameful to have such a pink and tender girlish heart.

If it had been anyone else, Moon would not have delayed replying for several seconds - because such a reaction was too obvious.But facing Violet and encountering this kind of problem again, he obviously lost his former aura.As a result, Violet guessed Munn's actual situation almost immediately. Before Munn could figure out how to answer, new writing appeared on the parchment.

"Oh~ I know, it's pink, right?"

She asked if it was correct, but there was no question mark at the end of the sentence. There was no doubt that Violet was extremely certain of the answer.

If Moon could open his eyes and see Violet from the air, he would have discovered that the girl in pajamas was already rolling on the bed with a smile on her face.

Of course, it was a good thing that Moon couldn't open his eyes like this - otherwise, he would have read all the letter paper on Violet's desk that was also filled with pink text.

There was no way, who made Violet not ready to send such a letter for a while?

It's rare to have such a tool for instant chat, and finally get a moment of rest after a busy day. The two of them seemed to have been driven away from all their tiredness. They held parchment and quills and kept talking. We talked until late at night, even Christmas had passed, and we finally reluctantly put these two things down.

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The day after Christmas, waves of people began to flock to Shafiq Manor to visit.