Christmas is approaching, and the whole Hogwarts is filled with a cheerful atmosphere, the students all have joyful expressions, and the auditorium looks beautiful and magnificent. The walls were hung with holly and mistletoe festoons, and here and there were a dozen towering Christmas trees, some with tiny icicles, others with hundreds of candles. It also adds a bit of festive and lively atmosphere to the school.
Unlike many classmates who went home for Christmas, both Harry and Ron signed the list of students staying in school for the holidays brought by Professor McGonagall. The former signed it normally, and the latter was because the Weasleys were going to Romania goes to visit Charlie.
"Hey, Harry, haven't you noticed that Hermione seems to be a little bit wrong since she found out who Nicolas May was that day." Ron at the dining table whispered.
"Yeah." Harry nodded. "I actually saw her distracted in class today."
"I saw that too," Ron added. "After class, I immediately disappeared."
"Something must have happened." Harry tapped the bowl in front of him with a knife and fork, making a crisp sound.
"We should figure something out," said Ron.
Harry nodded affirmatively.
As for Malfoy, he also felt that something was wrong recently.
He could feel Pansy avoiding him.
Once or twice can be explained by illusion, but if the number of times is too many, it will definitely not be a simple coincidence.
Except for Malfoy's time in the library, Pansy would always sit with him and stick to him at other times, such as at the dinner table and in class, and occasionally Malfoy would guide her homework after class. By the way, teach her two self-defense spells, but Malfoy found that Pansy almost never came to him these days. They even run away immediately after seeing him.
Like now.
"Pansy." Malfoy greeted Pansy.
Pansy, who was sitting on the chair in the lounge, immediately stood up like a frightened rabbit, with some things packed behind him, and stumbled out of the lounge without daring to look at him.
"Is this retribution?" Malfoy could only smile helplessly.
In the library, Hermione was flipping through a large book. After knowing who Nicole May is, obviously she is no longer obsessed with the ** area, and many areas with normal data can be found. After all, it is much easier now that the target is known.
"No, I have to concentrate." Hermione said to herself. For her originally, it was impossible for her to be distracted while reading and studying, but since that day, she found that she would always think of his memories.
The bad breakup on the train, the apology and acceptance in the library, and the trip to Hogsmeade's candy house, and worrying about his fears in the face of the troll, maybe with a final cold look. Hermione tried to get him out of her mind, but couldn't. Her mind is distracted in class, while doing homework, even now when she reads in the library, she still loses her mind. When she thinks of the happy memories before, she will laugh unconsciously, but the happy smile will soon bring a touch of bitterness.
"Hermione, you have to forget about him for a while." Hermione patted her face and said to herself again.
Christmas is finally here, the students who should stay in school, those who should go home, Malfoy also embarked on the journey home.
Half a day was neither short nor long, and Malfoy arrived at his destination after taking a nap on the train.
After getting off the bus, Malfoy saw Narcissa waiting for him at the platform.
"Oh my god, baby, why have you lost so much weight?" Narcissa said exaggeratedly, pinching Malfoy's face while speaking. "Is it because the food at school is bad? I'm going to tell your dad to make a suggestion on the board of directors."
"This is just your illusion, mother." Malfoy changed the subject. "Is your father not here?"
"He said he couldn't come because he had something important. What's more important than our baby, isn't it?" Narcissa slapped Lucius again.
"Well, mother, I guess we don't have to stand here? It's not a good weather."
"Yes, let's go home quickly, you must be freezing, the fireplace at home must be warmer than the one at school." Narcissa said again.
Malfoy couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
Through the Floo network, the two returned home quickly. I have to say that apart from the disadvantage of the unbearable dizziness, this mode of transportation is indeed satisfactory, because it is indeed very fast.
After enjoying a sumptuous dinner, Malfoy returned to his room.
Narcissa lamented that her son had grown up, and he stopped whispering to his mother, although he never said much.
Malfoy in the room was not idle, he was worrying about Christmas presents.
"Not much contact at school, but let's get them some snacks." This is a snack gift for Crabbe and Goyle.
"Miss is a headache, I don't know where to provoke her again." Malfoy remembered Pansy's performance before, and didn't know what to give, so he went to Hogsmeade to buy one. A big quill, because he saw that Pansy's quill had lost all the feathers, and a bottle of rainbow ink was also included.
Finally there was Hermione, whom Malfoy didn't know how to deal with. "Oh, let's help her." Malfoy sighed, wrote a few words on a sticky note, and tied it to the owl's foot.
After dealing with these affairs, Malfoy felt a little sleepy, so he went to bed, and there was a very important thing waiting for him to do the next day.
Nothing to say all night.
After waking up, Malfoy rubbed his sleepy eyes and came to the Christmas tree beside the living room. There are piles of colorful boxes underneath, not only gifts from school friends, but also from relatives who are not very familiar with them.
"How about it, do you feel abandoned by me, doesn't it feel good?" This is a letter from Pansy. Malfoy seemed to see Pansy smirking through the letter. "However, let me give you a Christmas surprise. These are the gloves that Miss Ben has knitted for you. How about it? Are you grateful to me now?"
After reading it, Malfoy saw a pair of gloves quietly placed in a beautifully packaged box, which was not very beautiful, and the stitches were exposed in some places, and the color matching was not very good-looking, but it made Malfoy My heart warms up.
"So I just wanted to give me a surprise. I guess I'm a little embarrassed." Malfoy couldn't help laughing when he thought of Pansy's behavior before. The letter said he was very generous, but he was still embarrassed.
In any case, the gift brightened his mood.
Then came the gifts of the two chubby, um, banana-flavored slug lollipops and orange-flavored chicken lollipops. Malfoy thought he should go back and teach them what petrification is all about.
At the end is a small piece of paper with the words: "Thank you."
"That's best," Malfoy thought.