Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

This was the first time for Soul to see Hermione in this attire. Normally, what he saw most was Hermione in wizard robes, followed by her home attire or casual attire when going out to drive on the road. Without exception, Hermione Min has never tied her hair up.

There is a hint of youthfulness in such elegance - as if she is still a little girl, but suddenly becomes an adult - it is particularly eye-catching, oh, this person refers to Su Er.

The tied up hair fully exposed Hermione's neck, which looked particularly slender against the turtleneck sweater.

Sur finally knew what a swan neck was.

Hermione put down the dinner plate, only to find Soul standing blankly by the sofa, looking around at her father and Mr. Ellison but not noticing her, so she took off her gloves and quietly picked up a creamy sweet. The bag was brought close to Sur and stuffed into his mouth.

Sur was really stunned until something warm was stuffed into his mouth, and then he bit it subconsciously. The cold feeling that spread from his mouth to his head made him shudder.

"Hee~Merry Christmas." Hermione's voice playfully penetrated Soul's ears.

Sur came back to his senses, chewed the creamy sweet bun in his mouth, and swallowed it quickly. He looked at Hermione who was snickering after the prank was successfully done, with the corners of her mouth raised and her eyes gentle.

"Merry Christmas~"

"Well...it's delicious~" Angel's cheerful voice sounded, "Brother, Sister Granger, come and eat."

"Come here~"

Oh, you may be wondering at this point, why did the Granger family show up at Soul's house on Christmas Day?

That's right, the two families are preparing to spend Christmas together today.

Due to the sudden arrival of university two days before Christmas, the whole of London was covered with a thick white coat. Since it is a city, the government is still responsible for clearing the snow from the main roads.

As Hermione's grandparents' home was on a farm in the suburbs, a little far away from London, the government was somewhat beyond its reach. Therefore, Hermione's family could only unfortunately stay in Lily Street.

The parents of the two families met, and the scene of the Granger family at Sur's house early this morning appeared.

……

Lunch was the result of the joint efforts of Granger and Mrs. Ellison. Well, it was very simple. It was just a bolognese soup, mashed potatoes and some stuffings. After all, the main feast of 'Happy Christmas' was in the evening.

And in the afternoon after lunch, of course, it’s the gift-opening session that everyone loves to see.

Just as Sur expected, the owls delivered all the gifts last night. Well, look at the gifts piled under the Christmas tree. They were all sent by the little wizards.

"Lisa Spinter?" Hermione picked up a thinly wrapped gift and opened it quickly. The first thing revealed was a letter.

"I hope you like my gift, huh?" Hermione read out the contents on the letter and glanced at Soul with a half-smile, "I even drew a heart on it."

"Oh, this letter paper is definitely scented with roses."

The gift was no surprise, it was a box of chocolates shaped like hearts.

"Who is Spinter?" Suer blinked blankly, "I don't know her, why would she give me a gift?"

Hermione let out a delicate snort on the tip of her nose, "Why else? You were so famous before Christmas. You were the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history. Of course there are girls who will send you love, hum. .”

Hey, is Hermione jealous when she acts like this?

Su Er snickered in his heart. This was not the first time. When he was in school, Moen would always bring Su Er a gift with letter paper wrapped in a pink envelope, but well... a gift Just eat it, after all, Candy Duke's candies are innocent, believe it, Suer looked at it for a few times and put it aside.

He actually had an impression of Spinter. She was a fifth-year Slytherin witch. To be honest, she was quite pretty, with naturally curly waves and an impressive figure.

Well, of course Soul had to pretend not to know her in front of Hermione, although in fact Soul had never spoken to the royal sister-like Ms. Spinter.

"I saw the gift Harry sent me." Soul wisely chose to change the subject, "Let's see what this gift is."

As for Ms. Spinter's gift, Suer chose to throw it aside. I'm sorry, the most important thing now is the girl in front of him.

No, it should be said that from beginning to end, there was only the girl in front of him. Sur was a very dedicated person, with a small heart that could only accommodate one person.

Hermione snorted again and did not pursue it. After all, she had not heard or seen Soul standing with other girls except herself in school.

"I don't care what girls you meet in school."

Look, I just like this arrogance. Soul curled his lips and opened the gift from Harry. Why was he so sure that it was a gift from Harry?

The main thing is that the hemp rope tie on the package clearly says--'Harry Potter'

The gift is a glass ball, inside is a scene of Hogwarts Castle, with snow falling, and a 'person' reading a book on the windowsill.

Hmm... that location, Soul remembers, is Professor McGonagall's office. Ha, could this little black dot be Professor Cat?

"It seems he received the letter." Sol smiled and handed the envelope included in the gift to Hermione on the side.

Continue to open the gifts, and the next few items are all--well...gifts sent by fans. Without exception, they are Candy Duke candies and pink envelopes.

Soul glanced at Hermione and found that she was carefully reading the letter from Harry and hadn't noticed him, so he threw the gifts aside.

You have someone to keep you company, the stunning Ms. Spinter.

What Ron sent was a thick package. Inside was a hand-knitted sweater, yellow and black, with a badger in the middle. After reading the attached note, Suel realized that it was knitted by Mrs. Weasley. Ron's own gift was a box of Candy Duke's special-effect cookies, which made a sweet sound when eaten, and took up only one-fifth of the package.

It was very little, only a few dollars, which was understandable considering Ron's pitiful pocket money.

Soul put the sweater on his body and made a gesture. Unexpectedly, the size was just right. As expected of Mrs. Weasley who knitted at least seven sweaters every year, her eyes were almost like a measuring stick.

"I also have a sweater that Ron sent from me. It's also a sweater made by Mrs. Weasley." Hermione finished reading the letter at this time, stuffed the letter paper into the envelope, and said.

"Pink, with a flower embroidered on it."

"Then it must look good on you." Soul smiled, folded the sweater and put it aside, "What did Harry say in the letter?"

"It's nothing. The little owl hit the window when it flew back, and its wings were injured, so Harry hasn't been able to reply to us."

"He invited us to be guests again. The time is tomorrow. Do you want to go?"