HP Winter Memories

The annotated "Tales of Beedle the Bard" that Dumbledore once left to Hermione was specially given to me by Hermione when I was on the journey, so that I could pass the time on the long journey (actually those The story is quite short).From an adult perspective, I found that excluding the difference between wizards and Muggles, the story itself only tells us that a person needs to be kind, reasonable and resourceful to overcome the bad roots in human nature.

—— "My Journey and Memoirs"

Harry got out of the soft quilt with fresh prints. The environment of the hotel is very comfortable. Although it is not as luxurious and spacious as a star hotel in a big city, it is neat and clean, and from his window, he can see the nice countryside outside. The scenery, even the scratches on the small wooden window frames have a special charm.The owner of the hotel was very hospitable, and specifically stated that he could provide him with a simple breakfast, but at the same time he also hoped that he would come down to eat in the lobby, so that the food served would be more abundant.

He woke up a little late in the morning, not sure if there was still breakfast downstairs.It's not that he didn't sleep well last night, but that he was too excited to meet Snape, that was Snape, but not exactly that Snape, and Liesel, everything became novel stand up.And he hasn't thought about how to take further "snooping" actions today.He simply tidied himself up, scratched his hair, made him look gentle and decent, and then went downstairs to eat something to use his brain to think of a way, although he is not known for using his brain.

Sitting at the dining table early in the morning, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper that had just arrived, it was rare for Snape to be so leisurely on Wednesday.

"Good morning, Septimus, it's as leisurely as a weekend." Liesel came down from upstairs wrapped in a nightgown, greeting with surprise in his tone.

"Morning, thank you for today's rest day." Snape was relaxed and happy, the smirk on his face seeping into the corners of his eyes.

"Day off, wow." No wonder she can drink hot coffee straight from the coffee machine, which is... rare.While enjoying the ready-made breakfast to his heart's content, Liesel chatted "enthusiastically" with the people who had their own holiday today. "It seems that you are going to relax in the basement today? If that's the case, then we shouldn't need to check the location of the tracking spell. The mana thistle you picked a few days ago should be completely dried out, and when you deal with your wings and legs Please help me with it by the way, I believe that the basement here will especially ensure that you will not be disturbed by the outside world, and I sincerely hope that the next time I use paint, there will be no magical transmutation."

Snape raised his eyebrows, and said in a tone that felt extremely offended: "Well, well, regarding that transmutation, how could you blame me so much on my level of material handling, this lack of respect for my basic professional ability? I will definitely not accept doubts. Especially now that I am the boss of an environmental protection paint company that has reached the listed level, be careful, defamation is currently regarded as a crime."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Liesel retorted nonchalantly, "Maybe next time when you use colors, you will find that the sky turns lake green and purple, the haystacks turn alizarin crimson, and even appear When I painted some other weird colors, let’s deny it. Fortunately, I was not painting portraits at that time. Fortunately, you can’t use paint by yourself, otherwise customers will complain.”

Speaking of that disgraceful color-mixing experience, although Snape wanted to shrink his neck a bit, it was definitely just thinking about it. Instead, he straightened his back. Potions masters will not be defeated by such low-level mistakes.

"But you are also very grateful that it is mine... (he vaguely used the words), so you have completed a representative painting of abstract art. If I remember correctly, it is a masterpiece compared to other paintings. It's been a long time."

Liesel couldn't help laughing, not because of the crooked artwork, but because of Snape's usual right-wrong way of exchanging his evil face with innocent eyes to thicken his skin. "You are absolutely right, my potion master, you are always an avant-garde when it comes to professional fields." That's why the colors of your potions are so changeable and weird that it's disgusting!

Snape couldn't hear the slander in his heart, he raised a hand and drew two and a half circles in front of him in a row, showing his magnanimity and satisfaction for this comment like a gentleman, with a look of wisdom, My adults don't care about villains' poor talents and care about their appearance.

But as for the other thing, even if Liesel didn't mention Snape, he would say that information gathering is of course the number one priority for spies (formerly).

"Lissel." Snape put down his coffee cup and folded the newspaper.

"What's the matter honey? Now that we're done talking about art, coffee, and professional issues, I'm going to change and go out. So, have a goodday!" She leaned forward and tapped the corner of his pursed mouth, but she didn't wait. One side of the waistband of her nightgown was pulled away from the dining table.

"Lissel..." Snape began his chanting, and Lissel's unbelted nightgown tended to unravel.

"Why, what are you doing, dear. The neighbors can see it just after breakfast."

Liesel said frivolously on purpose, ignoring the open pajamas and robes, although their behavior and verbal insinuations about the flannel belt at the moment were completely inconsistent.Snape rolled his eyes at the tone, and pursed his lips.Then he stood up suddenly, taking advantage of the space and pinning Liesel between himself and the table.

"You don't have to worry about the neighbors at all, honey, because, as far as I know..." He also used his deep voice, and it was fun to play together.He lifted one hand up in the air and followed the Liesel curve downward, but the other hand was still grabbing the belt.

"what?"

Liesel twisted to the left, trying to flee, one hand in a protective stance, the other of course also clutching his belt.Although the two of them are indeed fascinating in the current situation, the reality is that they are fighting for: the magic wand.

"As far as I know, each of your nightgowns has a secret pocket for your wand." Snape retreated with a sense of superiority, holding the wand he "looted" in one hand, and swinging Lise in the other. Er's nightgown belt.

"Accurate as always. Then take it easy, sir." Liesel crossed her arms, she didn't care, anyway, she gave someone the upper hand every time, and it was just enough for him to like to be regarded as a victor's proud gesture, Look at that jaw that's going to poke through the ceiling.But as the saying goes, you laugh best when you laugh last.

Sure enough, after using a few commonly used tracking spells and manifesting spells, Snape found that none of them were cast by Liesel on Potter, so he handed back his wand in a flustered manner, but he couldn't help but admit defeat. , because this matter is not about dignity but about professional skills.

"My mana thistle powder?"

Snape nodded willingly, or at least he acted that way.

"A box of spare dyes in normal colors?"

Snape nodded heavily, "It wasn't intentional last time, do I look like a habitual troublemaker?" ! '.

Liesel took the wand contentedly, and after wrapping around his wrist a few times, a beam of light came out from the tip of the wand, and then the beam of light spread out on the table like a canvas, and countless light spots scattered in the middle rose up, and after a small rotation, they converged to form a A three-dimensional miniature figure was exactly Harry having breakfast in the Tree Sparrow Bar. Obviously, he was chatting well with the people next to him.

There were not many people in the tree sparrow bar. It was just after the breakfast time, and there were only two or three guests who hadn't left yet.The owner of the bar, Mr. and Mrs. Charles, also runs the small-scale hotel upstairs, and is the only operator in the town that integrates food and lodging.Harry came to the bar and saw Mrs. Charles, who struck him as Ron's mother, Mrs. Weasley, putting away the utensils after breakfast was served.Harry was a little sorry for coming down late and wondered if there was any food left, which he could pay for separately.

"It's Harry, of course you don't need to pay extra. If you don't mind the bacon, scrambled eggs and French fries that are served in the morning, there is still no cooked oatmeal." She had a strong southern British accent, Expressed a lot of admiration and admiration for Harry's solo trip the day before, having no financial means when she was young, and now she and her husband have no time to go on vacation since they opened the shop.She also said that the pace of life in big cities is too fast now, and young people always pursue the economy and stimulation, ignoring the natural scenery and the joy of life, and are very talkative.

"This is very rich for me, thank you so much." Harry accepted the breakfast without hesitation and ordered coffee alone.

The boss here, Charles, is a fat middle-aged man with a slightly protruding beer belly, but overall he looks like a very strong type. He walked out of the back compartment with a case of beer and found Ha who was having breakfast. Harry, so he also enthusiastically patted Harry on the shoulder and asked him to eat more without being polite.He was particularly concerned about Harry's thin appearance, and said that the children who had just entered junior high school here were thicker than him.Harry himself once wondered if it was really related to his childhood experience. After going to Hogwarts, he ate so much, and Ron's mother also devoted himself to feeding him fat, but he just never fed him. The food that goes down becomes fat.

Although he hadn't had the opportunity to study the notice boards here yet, Harry thought of a plan to stay here for a short time after seeing Charles and his wife who were busy behind the bar and in the back kitchen.But he is still here to travel, of course, he still needs to go shopping first.After a full meal, he took a free map and a few leaflets, sandwiched his travel notebook, and thanked Charles and his wife again for embarking on today's sightseeing journey.

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