But no, she sent Ai Wen a picture album, all of which were drawn by herself, recording the things between her and Ai Wen.
It was only then that Ai Wen realized that Elaine's paintings were so good that they were at a professional level.
There are many pages in the album, with miscellaneous contents, and the paintings are very detailed.
The first one is the night two years ago, when she and Ivan met.
Looking back, and the time she went to Ivan's room in the Quidditch World Cup final, what happened between the two of them.
Ai Wen stopped suddenly, and stared at the painting with a reddish face for a long time. The style of this painting is too realistic. Doesn't that girl know how to be more reserved
He raised his head and looked carefully. Harry and Ron were unwrapping presents and didn't pay attention to him.
Ai Wen immediately put the picture album together and put it in his pocket. This kind of commemorative picture album should be carefully preserved and not taken out casually
Aiwen decided to hide this picture album and the things that Elaine left with him that day in the deepest place and keep it forever.
Anyway, there is no way to deal with it, let alone show it off, it is better to hide it.
Dobby also sent Ivan an ugly picture, only he and Harry received it.
Ivan looked at it for a long time, but he didn't guess what this guy wanted to express. It was too abstract, like a gibbon with a distorted face.
In the end, Aiwen found his name on the back of the picture, only to know that Dobby painted his portrait...
Also, a gift from Gabrielle, some French baubles and a greeting card.
This guy actually said that she might also come to Hogwarts next year to exchange and study, because Mrs. Maxim said that there is such a connection between the schools.
Britain is so dangerous now, what are these guys doing here one by one
With a snap, Fred and George Apparated at the foot of the bed.
"Merry Christmas!" said George cheerfully. "Don't go downstairs just yet."
"Why?" asked Ron, looking with satisfaction at the broomstick deluxe maintenance kit Sirius had given him.
Sirius collected everyone's wishes in advance, figured out what everyone wanted most, and as always, showed that he was very rich, fulfilled all their wishes, and picked the most expensive one to buy, so this year he gave The best Christmas gift is also the most precious and the most satisfying.
"Mum's crying again," said Fred heavily. "Percy sent back his Christmas jumper."
"Not even a note," said George. "It's heartless!"
"We're trying to comfort Mum," said Fred, walking over to see Harry holding Dobby's drawing in his hand, "telling her that Percy's just a bunch of rat shit..."
"It's no use!" George said, taking a chocolate frog and eating it, "so Dad took it, and it's better to wait for him to persuade her before we go down to breakfast."
"Hey, what is this?" Fred looked at the painting of Dobby in Harry's hand and asked, "A troll with four eyes?!"
"It's Harry!" said George, pointing to the back of the painting. "It's written on the back."
"Very similar!" Fred giggled.
Harry threw the new homework planner Hermione had given him at him, and Fred dodged it.
After hitting the wall and landing, the notebook happily said: As long as you add a dot to the i and a horizontal line to the t, you can do anything!
A few minutes later they got up and dressed and went downstairs, meeting Hermione on the stairs.
"Ginny was in the house writing back to Michael, and Elaine went to see her uncle." She explained, then smiled, "Thank you, Alvin, for the quill, that's just what I needed. Harry, Your "New Principles of Numerology" is also good, I have been wanting to buy a copy since I saw it in the library. And your bottle of perfume, Ron, is really special."
"You're welcome." Ron said angrily, "Thank you for your homework plan book, and the quill you suggested to Ivan."
He sent perfumes to Hermione, Ginny, and Elaine this year, and Ivan suspected that it was Lavender's suggestion.
He must have consulted her on what girls would like.
It's a pity that Hermione, Ginny, and Elaine are not very good at using this thing, and only Lavender can wear perfume every day.
"What's that in your hand?" Harry asked.
"Christmas present!" said Hermione, holding a beautiful gift bag in her hand.
"Who is it for?"
"Kreacher!"
"It's best not to wear clothes!" Ron immediately warned, "Although his attitude has been better recently, don't forget what Sirius said before, Kreacher knows too much, we can't let him go!"
Hermione had tried to persuade Sirius to release Kreacher before, and this was the answer she got from Sirius.
"It's not clothes!" said Hermione. "I don't understand why you're calling that a dress, though I'd say he'd have changed that rag he was wearing. It's just a flowered quilt, I think." Can brighten up his bedroom."
"What bedroom?" The others looked at her before they remembered where Kreacher lived.
"Oh, I asked the night before, and Sirius said the grate doesn't go into the bedroom, it's just a den," said Hermione. "He seems to be sleeping under the boiler in the kitchen cupboard."
Mr. Weasley had gone to work, and Mrs. Weasley was alone in the basement.
She sounded like she had a bad cold as she stood by the fire wishing them a Merry Christmas.
What happened to Percy must have made her very sad, and everyone subconsciously looked away.
Further down the basement stairs they came to a dark door in the corner opposite the pantry.
"Is this Kreacher's room?"
"Yes!" Hermione was a little nervous now. "Well, I think we'd better knock and be polite."
She knocked on the door with her knuckles, but there was no sound from inside.
"He must have slipped upstairs," said Ron impatiently, and opened the door without hesitation.
The closet was mostly taken up by a large old boiler, but a foot or so wide below the pipes, Kreacher had made himself a den, with assorted rags and old smelly blankets piled on the floor, A small hollow in the middle is where Kreacher curls up to sleep every night.
There was some leftover food at the door, and Kreacher didn't throw it away. He picked it up and ate it by himself. There were some shiny trinkets and coins in the corner, all from him these days, little by little, from Sirius Things he salvaged, things he thought shouldn't be thrown away.
Ivan noticed that there was actually a photo of Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.
It's a family portrait with a much younger Mrs. Black, Tonks' mother Andromeda Tonks, and Sirius and his brother Regulus, all young but already showing distinct different qualities.
The most striking is probably Bellatrix, she is the eldest daughter of the Black family generation.
She was about fourteen or five years old at the time, with a prefect badge on her chest, looking at them proudly, with her head raised high.
Next to this photo is a solo photo of Bellatrix.
She was about twenty-seven or eight years old at the time, and she was completely different from the previous photo, to the point where she looked like what she had seen in Dumbledore's Pensieve.
With dark skin and swollen eyelids, the arrogance on his face has completely turned into madness.
No one knew what she had experienced in the past ten years, from a proud little girl to the most evil Death Eater.
She appears to be Kreacher's favorite photo, and he puts her at the front, and clumsily glues the shattered glass together with magic tape.
This made Ivan feel very uncomfortable, because of Regulus, Kreacher now obeyed them and began to rebel against Voldemort.
But emotionally, he still prefers Narcissa and Bellatrix more.
To him they were his real mistresses, and that was about it.
He couldn't tell the difference between fighting Voldemort and obeying Bellatrix. To him, they were two different things.