Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

Lively lounge, warm soft chairs, and a fireplace full of charcoal.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first night of the holiday. In the Gryffindor lounge, everyone was excited for the upcoming holiday. Even Alvin was infected by the lively atmosphere and played wizard chess with Ron. .

This kind of chess piece is very interesting. The method of playing is the same as that of ordinary chess, except that they can move. Not only can they move, but they can also talk... and they have a very clear self-will.

Ivan used Seamus' wizard chess, which also caused his chess pieces to be a little less obedient. In contrast, Ron's ancient set of chess pieces was very obedient to his command. It is said that it was left to him by his grandfather. .

"General!"

With a car lying beside Ivan's king, Ivan was completely killed by Ron.

"Can you play chess?!" His king said grumpily: "All my soldiers are dead!"

"Oh? Then why don't you die for once?" Black magic flames swirled around Aiwen's fist, and the king's chess piece closed his mouth knowingly.

"The savage chess pieces..." Hermione, who was reading a book on the side, frowned: "The chess players are even more savage..."

"Are you coming again? Alvin." Ron said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, I haven't experienced failure for a long time. Neither my dad nor Charlie Bill Percy or the others are my opponents!"

"Oh, regroup!" Ivan ordered. His king shook his head helplessly, and the chess pieces that had been knocked out of the chessboard all got up and returned to the chessboard.

"At least let me die a heroic death!" said a soldier.

Until Aiwen was checked to death again, he only had one bishop left.

"General, Alvin." Ron crossed his arms, full of confidence.

"Oh, well, again!" the king fumed.

Ivan ignored the king, turned his head and looked at the bishop not far from King Ron, and said sullenly: "Do you want to try what it feels like to be a king?"

king:"……"

"Hey, no more fun, it's boring." Ivan stood up and sat next to Hermione, slumping down on the soft chair. Harry took his place and started a new chess game with Ron.

"I'm not here these two days, so you must not run around, okay?" Hermione put down her book and reminded her.

"I know-" Alvin said lazily.

"You have to do your homework during the holidays. If you don't know how to do it, just leave it there and wait for me to come back." Hermione said.

"I know." Ivan nodded.

Hermione glanced at Alvin, bit her lip lightly, and after a moment of silence, she said hopefully: "Are you really not going to come to our house to spend Christmas together?"

"Are you afraid you don't want me to die?" Aiwen rolled his eyes at her.

You also have to take the Hogwarts Express when you leave and return to school during the Christmas holidays.

Hermione let out a disappointed sigh, then lowered her head and continued reading, but she was obviously a little distracted and didn't turn the page for a long time.

The next morning, Alvin watched Hermione leave school.

The auditorium that used to be packed with students now seemed extremely empty, with only two students here and there and a sleepy Professor Flitwick.

The auditorium is beautifully decorated with dreamy decorations. The walls are covered with hanging flower ribbons composed of holly and mistletoe. Twelve tall Christmas trees stand on both sides of the auditorium. Some trees are hung with small sparkling icicles, and some have twinkling candles. Soft light.

Walking in the corridor, Alvin looked for the portrait of the Fat Lady according to his unreliable memory. He was sure that he was on the eighth floor now, but he couldn't find the Gryffindor lounge.

He was used to Hermione leading him, but now that Hermione left, he was really not used to it, and he felt inexplicably empty.

After a long time, he finally found the Fat Lady with the help of a passing Mad Knight portrait and returned to the common room.

As soon as he entered the door, Alvin saw a head of brown hair gently swinging in front of his eyes.

Hermione shook her silky ponytail, stood in front of Alvin with her arms folded, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Happy holidays!"

"Huh?" Ivan looked at her in surprise: "Didn't you go home just now?"

"To be precise, it was an hour ago." Hermione corrected the mistake in Alvin's words, then she looked into Alvin's red eyes and said crisply: "I thought about it, it's too troublesome to go back and forth, and I have to sit down. It’s half a day’s drive!”

"Then your parents won't talk about you? You won't go home for Christmas?" Ivan asked.

"It doesn't matter, my grandfather and the others are also in London..." Hermione turned her head slightly: "And! I'm sure! If I'm not here, you will definitely mess everything up again. When I come back after the vacation, Hogwart Most of Ci may be destroyed..."

"And your history of magic homework is always a mess! In addition, it takes an hour for you to go back to the lounge. I'm worried that you will starve to death in the castle because you can't find the auditorium..."

Alvin: "Ha, thank you!"

Hermione raised her leg and kicked her, her face slightly red: "I don't want to care about you..."

This year's Christmas break, many Gryffindor students stayed behind.

Alvin, Hermione, Harry, Ron, and the Weasley twins were in the lounge at this time.

"By the way, Alvin, can I borrow Zoe?" Hermione held up an envelope: "I need to send a letter to my father and the others to tell them..."

"It's in the dormitory." Ivan leaned lazily on the soft chair.

"Which room?" Hermione asked.

Ivan opened his mouth, froze for two seconds, and then sighed slumped: "Okay, I'll take you there..."

Hermione went upstairs with a giggling Hermione. He could still find his dormitory from the lounge. After all, there was only one way to go upstairs. He only had to count the doors.

With a bang, the door to the dormitory was kicked open, and Alvin entered the room. Hermione looked curiously at the men's dormitory behind him.

"Which is your bed?" Hermione asked.

"That!" Ivan pointed to the window. There was a messy bed there. There were thick cashmere blankets, goose feather pillows, and several quilts surrounded by city walls around the bed. The golden-red cotton bed curtains hung to the ground. , the overall look is like a fortress full of security.

Hermione resisted the urge to crawl into the fortress-like bed and handed the envelope to Zoe in the birdcage by the window.

Zoe looked at Hermione, not moving.

Ivan took out a gold galleon from his pocket and threw it to it. Zoe fluttered her wings and took it, flying out of the dormitory with the letter.

"This guy is very shrewd." Alvin sneered: "When I saw a letter from London, I had to take the fireplace, but it's okay, the weather is so cold, I don't worry, taking the fireplace will be faster."

"Why do you have so many beddings?" Hermione was concerned about Alvin's bed.

"I asked Fred and George to go to Hogsmeade to buy it for me. It will make me feel safer when I sleep."

Ivan proudly introduced his carefully crafted bed: "It is surrounded by four quilts, all goose down, including pillows, and cashmere blankets. Let me tell you, there will never be anything warmer or warmer than this in Hogwarts." It’s a safe place!”

As he said that, Ivan suddenly narrowed his eyes, reached out from the bed and took out a fat, gray mouse.

"Scabbers is sleeping in your bed!" Hermione laughed.

Ivan said in disgust: "Yeah, it's really annoying, just kill him."

With that said, he threw it into Hedwig's cage.

Hedwig: "Gu~"

Gift of nature!

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