A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Dobby just wanted to wish Harry Potter a Merry Christmas, and he also prepared a gift!" Dobby obviously did not expect to receive such treatment from Harry.

"Don't you think you've hurt me enough?" Harry said angrily. He had had enough of this house elf, and he and Ron were almost expelled from Hogwarts!

"Sorry, Harry Potter, Dobby just wanted to protect Harry Potter." Dobby said timidly. It looked a little sad, but it was not as angry as Harry's.

"I just need you to leave here immediately! I never want to see you." Harry said, his breathing was faster than usual, but his heartbeat returned to normal. "You are the best gift to me if you don't show up!"

"Okay, Harry Potter." Dobby nodded dejectedly. He wanted to hand the small package to Harry, but hesitated for a long time, and finally hung his head depressedly, "Okay, then I wish you a Merry Christmas. ." He snapped his fingers and disappeared into Harry's bed.

Harry opened the curtains around the four-poster bed, picked up his glasses from the table next to him, and put them on.His shouts woke Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville.They were all looking out from the cracks in their own tents, each with sleepy eyes and disheveled hair.

"Is someone attacking you, Harry?" Seamus asked sleepily.

"It's a house elf," Harry whispered, "It's okay, it's gone, go back to sleep."

"No sleep...gifts!" Seamus said when he saw the pile of things at the foot of his bed.Ron, Dean and Neville also thought that since they were awake, they should get out of bed and open the gifts.

Harry shook his head and got off the bed. There was also a pile of gifts piled beside his bed. Before he opened them, Harry could guess who would give him gifts.

Most of the gifts were decent, except for the Dursleys - who had just one tissue, which was an all-time low - but Harry had never paid much attention to what the Dursleys had given him.

Hermione was no exception. There was a mountain of gifts piled on her bedside. Even Tom Riddle gave her a gift. Edward still gave her alchemy magic items as usual. Hermione's body was covered with tears. She couldn't let go. If she really carried all these with her, it would be very difficult for her to even run.

"This is...?" Hermione picked up a black package with some confusion. There was something written in German on it, but Hermione couldn't recognize it.

"That Krum guy..." Hermione threw it aside helplessly. She didn't want to have anything to do with Krum (if Ron knew, he would definitely want to become Hermione).

Ever since the Warrior Selection Ceremony, Hermione had noticed that Krum was always secretly watching her in the library, with that vague sense of spying on her - it was so uncomfortable.

And just after the first project, Krum directly made an invitation to Hermione, hoping that Hermione would be his dance partner.

Although Hermione refused - twice, Krum didn't seem to give up.

Hermione met Harry and Ron in the common room and went downstairs for breakfast.They spent almost the entire morning in Gryffindor Tower, enjoying the gifts they had received.They then returned to the Great Hall for a delicious lunch of at least a hundred turkeys and a pile of Christmas puddings, as well as mountains of Cribbage biscuits.

In the afternoon, they came to the field outside together. The snow was white and almost untrodden. There was only a deep footprint made by the students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons when they returned to the castle.

Hermione only wanted to watch Harry and the Weasley brothers having a snowball fight, but she didn't want to get wet.At five o'clock she planned to go back upstairs to prepare for the ball.

"What, you need three hours?" Ron looked at her in disbelief and asked. When he was distracted, he was hit hard on the cheek by a big snowball thrown by George. "Who are you going with?" he shouted at Hermione's back, but Hermione just waved her hand and walked up the stone steps into the castle.

There will be no Christmas tea today as there is a feast at the ball.At seven o'clock, the sky became dark and it became difficult to aim, so the others gave up the snowball fight and returned to the common room together.

Hermione had finished dressing up, and she completely stunned her roommates in the dormitory. Even the meanest people had to admit that Hermione was so beautiful at the moment.

There was almost no doubt that Hermione was definitely the highlight of the ball, and not even Fleur could surpass her.

Her hair was no longer messy, but became smooth and shiny, and was pulled into an elegant bun on the back of her head.She was wearing a long dress made of flowing light purple-blue fabric, and her aura was different—perhaps because she had removed the more than 20 thick books she usually carried on her body.

Ginny was so surprised that she couldn't speak for a moment. Hermione looked carefully in front of the mirror several times to make sure that she didn't miss anything, then she hurriedly left the dormitory with her skirt in hand.

So, just as Harry, Ron and others read out the password for the Fat Lady to open the door, they saw a pretty blue figure hurriedly coming out of the door.

"Ron...is that...a Gryffindor student?" Harry said hesitantly. The figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, but just from the back, one could tell that it was a very beautiful figure. girl.

"There are absolutely no such beautiful girls in Gryffindor. Even though it was just a quick glance, I am very sure." Ron said blankly, tears flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

"We'd better change into our dresses quickly, the dance is about to begin." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder and said.

"Ah - who is so lucky, that Gryffindor boy?" Ron said gloomily, "Why can't I even find a dance partner?"

"Gryffindor's dance partner?" Harry asked in surprise.

Ron said matter-of-factly, "Since she is not a Gryffindor girl, her presence in the Gryffindor common room can only prove that her dance partner is from Gryffindor."

"Okay, that sounds reasonable," said Harry, who went back to his dormitory to change into his formal clothes.

Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville changed into their respective robes in the dormitory upstairs. They all looked awkward, but no one was as frustrated as Ron. He looked at the long mirror in the corner. He looked at himself in front of him, with a look of horror on his face.

Harry knew why Ron was like that, and even sympathized with Ron because...