[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

It will be Christmas in a few days, and Christo decides to start preparing Christmas presents.She wove a deep emerald headband for Dad from the book, crystals infused with her bust for Mom, and a chess set for Ernie.Harry's is an improved bottle of cat repellent, and it only needs to be put together with clothes for a period of time to have a good effect.What Hermione got was Gilderoy's poster, and she specially asked that narcissistic guy to sign it. As a return gift and a Christmas gift, Christo planned to send him a set of wizard robes that would never get dirty. I hope it's really as good as the shop's promotion says, but it cost her nearly a hundred gold Galleons.Surely Cedric couldn't put down, um, give me a book about Quidditch.As for Ron, Christo didn't want to give him any gifts at first, who made him always aim at his beloved professor so blindly, but she still ordered a box of chocolate frogs, she remembered that Ron seemed to be collecting cards .

The most difficult thing for her was Professor Snape.Something sweet and greasy like candy is completely impossible to fit, the new wizard robe - she has never seen him in anything other than black.Send potions?She's asking for it, Professor Snape will definitely comment, but she's not sure whether her current level will make him hate iron or steel.After thinking for a long time, Christo made a decision, although she felt that there was a good chance that she would receive a growling letter at Christmas breakfast.

She decided to send Professor Snape a complete set of hair products to save his greasy black hair...

On Christmas Day, Kristall woke up very early - Lockhart's owl unceremoniously threw a present on her head.

"Go away, bastard!" She stretched out her hand in a daze to drive away the cooing Chani standing on the bed, and accidentally threw the gift out, and it fell to the ground with a bang, and she woke up suddenly .She climbed out of bed and sat cross-legged on the carpet to unwrap presents.Chani reluctantly picked up the gift and threw it into her arms.Christo originally thought it was another autographed photo, but when she opened the thick parchment, she found that it was a cup with a cat's head as the handle. When she rubbed the cat's ears, the cup immediately Served with a half pint of hot milk.One year can be loaded at one time, it is written in the manual.Chris took another sip of the milk and put the glass aside contentedly.Her mother gave her a doll, and when she opened it, the little doll screamed—"How can a lady's hair be messed up!" "Put on your clothes! Girl!" "Indecent Sitting posture!" Christo quickly pulled out her spring.Dad's gift was the smallest, and when Christo opened it, a small note flew out, with a warm spell written on it.

Christo tried to read it several times before she got it right. The note immediately opened her mouth, and the pleasant piano sound flowed out——she had heard her father play it, it was "Green Sleeves".She disassembled several more, the quill pens given by her brother who could write different colors according to her mood, the chocolates with various fruit fillings sent by Hermione, and the "Tracing the Origin of Quidditch" given to her by Cedric, Mr. Antle's "Ancient Potions", which was so old that it was almost falling apart, she flipped through the two books with great interest, very happy.

Only the last two gifts remained.Christo opened the smaller one first. When she tore a hole in the parchment, a puff of black smoke floated out, forming a palm-sized skull. Before she could take a closer look, The smoke disappeared without a trace.She looked at the package carefully, and found that there was no information on it, and there was nothing inside.It might have been frozen, Christo thought dejectedly, but who would have sent it, could it be Ron?He wants to scare her?

She digs out the last gift from under the pile of waste paper, and at first glance she realizes that this gift is different from the others. The dark green wrapping paper has small and delicate patterns on the eight corners, and there is nothing wrong with it. Any signature, she carefully opened it, and found a large exquisite wooden box inside. She opened it and saw nine grids, eight of which contained different kinds of candies, and the middle one contained a card, written in a beautiful and complicated way. wrote in the lettering, I wish Miss McMillan well.

Christo turned the card over and over in her hand several times, but she didn't see a reason.Suddenly, a big red envelope fell from above her head.She glanced at the name on the envelope, her sapphire blue eyes were wide open, she immediately grabbed the envelope and jumped up, ran downstairs, rushed into the storage room to get the broom, and flew out of the window— ——She was still wearing pajamas, and the heavy snow fell from the pavement instantly covered her face, making her shiver with cold.

She wished it could be faster, she could feel the temperature of the envelope rising steadily, she couldn't wait any longer, deep in the maple forest, she fell barefoot in the snow, and tremblingly tore open the envelope.

"Miss McMillan—" Professor Snape's voice was still as beautiful as a cello, but no matter what sound was magnified a hundred times, it was a terrifying noise. A large piece of snow fell from the maple tree and covered her head. She was motionless, ready to be corroded to the bone by the venom—

"Thank you for the utterly stupid gift! You - well - did - for - it!"

The north wind blew the snow like large flakes of cotton wool, and it made Christo's messy long golden hair completely wet.The Roaring Letter burned itself into a cloud of ashes—is it over?This is the end?Christo couldn't get enough of it—she stood in the snow blankly, completely unresponsive, what about the second half?

She shuddered unexpectedly, trying to cast herself a warming spell but realized that she didn't have a wand with her.She shook the snow from her nightgown, stepped onto the broom, and staggered through the wind and snow, barely able to hold the end of the broom with her frozen hands.

"Ah Chiu!" She sneezed, her eyes crinkled together, and when she opened her eyes again, it was the wall that fell into her pupils. She hurriedly manipulated the broom, almost smashing through the screen window next to her. Poured in.

"Oh, good morning, Christo, a special Christmas greeting?" Several portraits giggled.

"Don't do this—gentlemen, ladies!" Christo got up from the ground in pain, her knees were blackened, and her arms were not spared. She patted the snow on her body while Said, "I just accidentally fell in."

"In the early morning, wearing pajamas, facing the wind and snow, riding a broom, crashing into the attic? If Pai Si knew, she would definitely let you learn etiquette."

"If you don't tell me or I don't tell you, she won't know." Christo said pitifully, rubbing her numb fingers.

"Then tell the letter—of course, you know, we're talking about the Howler letter, and we've all heard it."

Those idle ancestors were kind enough to ask Chris to go back and change, and come back after breakfast.When Christophe spoke, the portraits sighed, Professor Snape is really a gentle professor.

"If it were me, I would definitely send an envelope of undiluted balbo tuber pus, and of course my hair wouldn't be greasy all year round," one woman said.

"So, your potions master is really easy to talk to."

"Who knows, maybe the roaring letter was soaked in a special potion, and the moment Kerry opened it—tsk tsk."

"But little Kelly is not doing well now, except for a little cold."

Only the old man in the middle said to Christo earnestly, "Kerry, you have to study hard with Professor Snape."

However, Christo knew that it was absolutely impossible for Professor Snape to be as they imagined, and she felt like she was going to die.

What was even more unfortunate was that she developed a high fever that night, and the severe cold made her dizzy like a sandbag dropped on her neck.Her potions homework - she had originally planned to go back to school to solve it as soon as possible, but now, she had to stay at McMillan Manor - Mrs. McMillan said that she would not let her go until she was fully recovered.