HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 160 The Christmas Banquet

Snowflakes danced outside the window, beating the icy panes.Inside the hut, Ann stared intently at the crucible in front of her. The transparent water-like potion was bubbling and bubbling.After carefully stirring nine times with the glass rod, Ann turned around and took a large Erlenmeyer flask.

Carefully pour the shrinking potion into the Erlenmeyer bottle, An put the cork on, and took off the goggles while heaving a sigh of relief.Then, there was a knock on the door of the hut, and he tapped with his wand.An Dao said, "Please come in."

Ron and Harry walked in, covered in snowflakes.Ann looked behind the two of them, but Hermione was not there.

"Mainly because I wanted to come to you, Ann." Ron said, rubbing his hands together.

"Oh, okay." Ann waved her wand, and two cups of hot tea flew in front of Harry and Ron.

The two patted the snowflakes on their bodies, and An stood far away from the two of them, standing next to a pot of red flame grass. "What's the matter?" Ann asked, crossing her arms.

Harry quickly elbowed Ron.

Ron blushed suddenly, "I, I just want to ask, Fanny, does she have an invite for the Christmas party?"

Sure enough, Ann thought, Fanny guessed right.

"Probably not." Ann said, crossing her arms.

Ron looked much happier, "Then, I also want to ask, you must know what Fanny likes?"

"I'll just say it straight, Ron." Ann let go of her arms, "You two are more suitable to be friends."

Ron's face paled a lot.

"It's not that I won't help you, but she clearly told me not to tell you." Ann said, "And for things like things you like, it's better to find out by yourself than to ask me."

Ron looked a little disappointed, he drank the hot tea in his hand in a panic, and was about to pull the door.Harry tugged at him again, muttering, "What did Hermione tell you, you forgot?"

Ann thought that the two were going to leave, so she turned around and planned to continue. At this time, Ron's voice sounded again, this time with firmness and seriousness that was not there before, "I really like Fanny, and I don't like everyone else. Again, I don't like Fanny for what she looks like, or who she is. Ann, I'd like to try anyway."

Turning around in a little surprise, An raised her eyebrows, "Even if she doesn't talk to you again then? You don't even have to be friends? Isn't it good not to lift this layer of paper that you know well?"

"That doesn't change the fact that I like her! Even if I'm rejected, I'll still like her." Ron looked extremely determined.

Frowning, Ann slightly tilted her head, "Okay, then I'll give you a word, sincerity is what makes gold and stone. Also, I suggest you ask Hermione about this kind of thing. According to Fanny's To be honest, Hermione has a higher EQ than me."

"Okay, that's it, remember to close the door when you go out." An finally said.

Christmas is just around the corner.Already Hagrid had alone brought in the twelve Christmas trees that filled the Great Hall every year; Big bouquets of mistletoe.Every time Ann and Fanny walked down the corridor there were always groups of girls gathering under the mistletoe and causing a traffic jam.

Ann told Fanny what happened that night, Fanny frowned and thought for a while, "He really said that?"

"Yeah." Ann said, "I didn't speak for him, I just relayed it."

"Got it," said Fanny, "but I'm going to accept a confession from Robert Hilliard (Ravenclaw seventh). Looks like he'll act this afternoon."

"..."

After the herb class in the morning, Ann and Fanny were on their way back to the castle when they ran into a fifth-year Ravenclaw student who came to herb class.

Luna happily jumped in front of Ann, and said with a smile on her face, "Ann, Fanny, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Luna." "Good afternoon," said Ann and Fanny.

"Tonight, it's the Christmas dinner. Can I see you two there?" Luna said.

"Professor Slughorn's?" Ann asked.

"It looks like it will." Luna said happily to herself, waved to An, and followed the class to the greenhouse.

"You don't know?" said Fanny. "Ann, the whole school probably knows that Harry invited Luna. Peeves went all over the castle all afternoon shouting, 'Harry silly baby asks the mad girl to the party! Silly baby In love with a crazy girl!'”

Ann shrugged, "I'm busy - I still have a lot of things to deal with. After the Christmas banquet tonight, I have to go to India and China during the 20-day Christmas holiday."

"Well," said Fanny, "but there's something odd about it. Shouldn't Harry like Ginny?"

"???" Ann stood still, confused, "How do you know?"

"You can see it," Fanny said, "I've seen Harry secretly staring at Ginny many times. Forget it, it's normal for you not to notice."

"What!" Ann muttered, and continued to walk forward.

Fanny smiled and said, "You really can't refute this, Ann. Unlike your clever logic, this requires intuition and emotional intelligence."

Ann puffed up her cheeks.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ann and Fanny arrived in front of Slughorn's office. Robert Hilliard was tall and handsome, wearing a complete set of advanced hand-made custom tuxedo.

Giving Fanny a thumbs up, Ann went to the door and waited for Hermione.

At ten past seven, Hermione arrived.Her usually slightly disheveled hair was tidied up and tied into a delicate bun behind her ears. She had a white and slender neck, and a water-blue dress with a fluffy short-fur snow rabbit cloak, which made Hermione feel more comfortable. It looked completely different from usual.

Unlike Hermione in the fourth grade, Hermione at this time even revealed a trace of lazy and charming temperament, and Ann subconsciously licked her lips.

Hermione walked up to Ann, and Ann couldn't help swallowing, "This color suits you very well, and the cloak is also pretty, very pretty." After that, Ann touched the cloak again, "It's not too cold."

Hermione smiled and took Ann's arm, "Thank you for the cloak, it's really not cold."

Being held by Hermione, Ann looked around, but there was no one except the candlelight and torchlight in the corridor.Ann kissed Hermione unceremoniously, and Hermione responded positively.

At twenty past seven, Ann and Hermione opened the door and walked into Slughorn's office.The office was different from usual, it was enchanted and larger, and the ceiling and walls were hung with emerald green, crimson and gold drapes, making it look like a big tent.

The room was crowded and stuffy, glowing red from a golden lantern hanging in the center of the ceiling.There are real elves flickering in the lamp, each elf is a bright point of light.From a far corner came loud mandolin-sounding singing; a few old warlocks were chattering away with pipe smoke hanging over their heads; , holding heavy silver trays, covering their bodies, looking like little roaming tables.

Not long after Ann and Hermione entered the door, Slughorn, who had introduced Harry, stopped them loudly, "Ann? Granger? Come here! Come here! Let me introduce some people to you!"

Ann and Hermione looked at each other and walked over.

Slughorn wears a tasseled velvet hat that matches his smoking shirt.He was standing in the middle of the room with his big belly, surrounded by a group of people, Harry and Luna standing next to him.

"Oh, I think you probably don't know." Slughorn and the people around said happily, "This is the first heir from the Roland family, Ann Roland Stoke, from Slytherin College."

"Is that the independent Roland family from the Hidden Family?" A small man wearing glasses stared at Ann immediately, his eyes were extremely eager, "Oh, I just happened to have a date with your Aunt Dinah edge."

Slughorn happily patted Ann on the shoulder and introduced, "This is Eldwarpole, my former student, author of Blood Brothers: My Life Among Vampires—and, of course, his Friend Bloody."

"Hello, Walpole." Ann shook hands with the other party politely and quickly.Then he looked curiously at the vampire not far away.Henny was tall and thin, with dark rings under his eyes, and looked bored, and a group of girls stood next to him, curious and excited.

After Slughorn finished introducing Hermione, Ann excused that she was hungry, and pulled Hermione out of the crowd.And then, Harry also dragged Luna out of the crowd.

The four of them met in front of a five-story fruit and nut cream cake. Anzheng held up a knife and struggled with which layer of cake to cut.

"Why can't kiwi fruit and raisins be on the same layer?" An muttered dissatisfiedly, and finally cut off a cake covered with kiwi fruit slices on the second layer.

Hermione smiled and took the knife in Ann's hand, and cut out three thick layers of raisin cake. "I'll give you this, I'll carry it for you first."

Ann smirked twice.

Harry and Luna also each carried a plate, when Professor Trelawney waved a glass of mead in front of the four of them.Looks like she's had a lot to drink.

"Hello." Luna said politely.

"Good evening, dear." Professor Trelawney struggled to see Luna clearly, a smell of sherry, "I haven't seen you in class lately..."

"Well, I took Firenze's class this year," Luna said.

"Oh, of course," said Professor Trelawney, with a drunken, angry laugh, "I like to call him a horse. You might think that Professor Dumbledore would send the horse away when I came back? But No...we're going to split the class...it's insulting, seriously, insulting. You know..."

When Ann finished eating two plates of cake and was about to drag Hermione away, Professor Trelawney grabbed Ann, her voice was a little hoarse, "The rare amber eyes... oh, you From that family, boy, you don't like Divination lessons don't you? Long ago, there were two Ravenclaws with amber eyes, and they didn't like Divination lessons either—"

Rubbing her nose in embarrassment, Ann could only say softly, "Professor, you're drunk."

Professor Trelawney let go of Ann's hand, took a gulp of mead, and shook his head, "No, I'm not drunk. Look, I still know him!"

Pointing at Harry, she called out in that deep, echoing voice, "Harry Potter!"

"Uh, hello!" said Harry.

Professor Trelawney suddenly approached Harry and said, "Those rumors! Those deeds! The savior! Of course, I already knew...the omens are always bad, Harry...but why didn't you come to the divination class What about it? For you, this class is especially important!"

"Ah, Sybil, we all think our class is the most important!" said a booming voice, and Slughorn appeared on the other side of Professor Trelawney, flushed, velvet hat a little askew, holding Mead, holding a huge piece of mince pie in one hand, "But I don't think I've ever seen such a genius in potions!" He looked at Harry with loving, though bloodshot eyes, "Talented!" — like your mother! I've only ever taught a few students of this high talent, and I can tell you, Sybil — even Severus —"

Slughorn stretched out an arm and seemed to hook Snape out of the air.

It happened to be a corner, and Slughorn, Snape, and Trelawney almost blocked the way out of the four of them.

"Don't be sneaky, come talk to us, Severus!" Slughorn said, hiccupping happily, "I was talking about Harry's special talent in Potions! Of course you have credit for it, You taught him for five years!"

Snape, held still by Slughorn's arms around his shoulders, looked down his hooked nose at Harry, his black eyes narrowed.

"Funny, I never felt like I taught Potter anything."

"Oh, that's genius!" exclaimed Slughorn, "you didn't see the Living Hell Potion he handed me in the first class—never saw a student do better than him for the first time." Well, I think even you, Severus—"

Ann obviously felt that Hermione's breathing was a lot heavier, yes, Hermione didn't approve of Harry's behavior of using the Half-Blood Prince's book to cheat to win Felicia.

Ann squeezed Hermione's hand, and whispered in Hermione's ear, "Hermione, I know everything."

"Really?" Snape said quietly, his eyes fixed on Harry like drill holes.

Harry looked a little disturbed.

But Slughorn ignored it, and immediately pressed a question, "Remind me, what else did you take, Harry?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration, Herbal Medicine..."

"In a word, all the lessons one needs to learn to be an Auror," said Snape, with a slight sneer.

"You'd make a good Auror!" said Slughorn loudly, as if pleased with Harry's idea, before turning back to Ann.

"Ann? I think you will inherit the Roland family after graduation, and handle the Far East trade of the Roland family, right? Generally, what kind of things does the Roland family import and export?"

"Most of the Grade B tradable commodities and Grade C tradable commodities that are allowed to be imported." An Zhongzhong answered.

Slughorn narrowed his eyes with a smile, and hiccupped again, "I think you can probably get some Class A non-tradable goods, I know—"

"Professor Slughorn, our family has never done anything illegal." Ann looked serious.

"Oh, oh! I know..." Slughorn patted Ann on the shoulder with a look of understanding.

At this moment, Draco Malfoy walked towards this side by Filch's ears. "Professor Slughorn," Filch said wheezingly, the flesh on his jaw twitching, and the goldfish's eyes flashed with that crazy light that catches students mischievous, "I found this boy hiding upstairs. In the corridor, did you send him an invitation?"

Taking advantage of Slughorn and Snape turning around, Ann quickly pulled Hermione out of the corner.

"Huh, really..." An breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione took two cups of milk tea from the passing elf, handed a cup to Ann, and thanked her.The elf gave Ann and Hermione a quick look and ran away.

"Ann, what did Professor Slughorn say just now?" Hermione asked half curiously and half seriously.

"Hey! I've never done anything illegal," An said with a big sip of milk tea, and said with a smile, "But for the rest, I believe that there is nothing prohibited by the law..."

When the banquet was approaching 11 o'clock, Ann and Hermione both left Slughorn's office early.In the corridor on the second floor, An hugged Hermione reluctantly. The style and style of their cloaks were the same, and they looked very good together.

"I'll go home tomorrow and fly to India after lunch, and I won't see you for the whole Christmas holiday." Andu said dissatisfiedly, "I will call you every day, you have to answer!"

"Okay, sure," said Hermione.

"I will miss you every day." Ann said again.

"Me too."

"Well, well, it's late, you go back and go to bed early. Good night."

"Good night." Hermione said, placing a light kiss on the other's lips.

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