94 hp Diagon Alley

listen……"

The sound of three or four people talking at the same time made Gwen's mind explode, and she had to sneak out of Professor Binns' class and hide in the cubicle of the girls' bathroom.

"George, is Mr. Weasley all right?"

The noise on the other end quieted down, and George snatched back the retractable ears.

"Daddy's fine, the therapist said it's just a blood tonic every hour. Listen, I'll make a long story short, Gwen. Dumbledore has given us permission to return to school after the Christmas break, so you don't have to worry."

Gwen caught her breath, "Merlin bless you, it's a good thing he's alright. As for the school, Umbridge went crazy that day, and the Hogwarts portrait says she got mad at the headmaster because some students left without permission. "

"That old hag," Gwen could recall George's expression through the retractable ears, frowning his eyebrows and wrinkling his nose. "Leave her alone. Anyway, we'll spend Christmas like summer vacation."

"I'll send you a present, dear. But I have to go back to Diagon Alley this holiday." Gwen said apologetically, "I hope Mr. Weasley gets well soon. If you miss me, you know how to contact me .”

best gift and worst punishment

Gwen didn't end up visiting the Order of the Phoenix this Christmas holiday. She and old Garrick, whose special mission had come to an end, enjoyed the white Christmas and fair in Diagon Alley.More importantly, she believed that the injured Mr. Weasley needed to be with his family and should not be disturbed.

On Christmas Eve, Gwen and George confessed her concerns as they spoke through Extended Ears.

"Umbridge has nothing to fear from his students' surveillance lately. My letters and Hermione's have been scoured, and they've sealed off several of the school's fireplaces. So I had to wait until I got home to contact you, or she might Will find our 'good stuff.' George, we've got to be careful what we say now," she said nervously into her false ear.

"I hope this doesn't affect my Christmas presents." George sulked.

"Of course, dear. Bill just came over from Gringotts and said he'd drop by your presents after get off work, and I'm so sorry for making him a human owl... so what happened to Mr. Weasley?"

"Dad is recovering well." George said a little louder. "The snake is too big. Its venom seems to affect blood clotting. The therapist said that Dad has almost used up blood tonic in the whole of England."

"You reminded me," Gwen trembled, "When I get back to Hogwarts, I will cook a big pot of blood tonic and find some white fresh food."

"Wear it on your body? We don't encounter snakes every day!"

"Be prepared." Gwen said firmly, "And you two brothers have shed a lot of blood for skipping class sugar."

After saying good-bye to George, Gwen began stuffing Christmas presents into big pockets one by one.Fake pill box for Fred - looks like an inkwell, which allows him to bring quick-acting skipping sugar into the classroom right under Umbridge's nose.The gold tie clip for George was, of course, enchanted to automatically flatten his tie so that even if George flew up the corridors of Hogwarts, his tie would stay flat.The crystal ball given to Ginny is said to change color according to the owner's fortune the next day (Gwen thinks it is more reliable than Professor Trilawney).As for Hermione, Gwen conservatively chose the recommendation of the Ravenclaw witch Qiu Zhang, and bought the hit "Five Years of NEWT, Three Years of OWLs" at Lihen Bookstore.Considering that there were three banned boys in Grimmauld Place, Gwen gave up the idea of ​​giving Ron any Quidditch products, and packed a stack of well-regulated and interesting spells, which are said to contain magical spells that can automatically complete homework.She scratched her head and thought for a long time, until Bill pushed open the dilapidated door of Ollivander's wand shop before wrapping Harry's gift.Then stuffed an envelope, said to FG.

The contents of the envelope are the second reason why Gwen must return to Diagon Alley.

"I hope you can thank me." After Bill enlarged the bag on his back, he almost made a hole in the floor of Black's old house. "Muggle Santa Claus is not as diligent as me, how many things are stuffed in here."

"Big harvest this year!" Ron rushed over, and together with Bill, he piled the presents from Ollivander under the Christmas tree.

Mrs. Weasley held a half-person-high puff tower and placed it on the coffee table in the living room on the second floor, and glanced at the hill-like pile of gifts. "Gwen sent everyone gingerbread from the Leaky Cauldron - oh, this year they added Fire Whiskey to it! Don't try it, kids." After she finished speaking, she drove Harry and the others back to sleep. room, and turned to look after Mr. Weasley, who was still pale.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone gathered around the Christmas tree to unwrap presents.The little ginger figures had red flames burning in their heads, and Sirius giggled, saying that Old Tom at the Leaky Cauldron should pay a royalty to every Weasley for using their image.After a while, though, his attention was drawn to Harry's gift.

Harry was looking at the two chubby ears in the little box at this moment, bewildered.

Fred leaned over, "Ah, she really gave this to you."

George also hooked Harry's shoulders, "This is our second pair of finished products. Apart from being a bit disgusting, there are basically no shortcomings-let me say, buddy, we don't really care what the stretch ears look like. After all It allows you to be in the Scottish Highlands and talk to a wizard in London, remember to yell sometimes because it doesn't always work."

"I don't understand why she gave it to me." Harry was a little surprised.

"Because Umbridge is spying on our means of communication now," said Hermione, who was fascinated by the reference book. "You guys disappeared under Umbridge's nose, which made her nose crooked. Since then, me, Gwen and Neville have been turned upside down by her. I think Gwen may provide you A new channel of communication has been established - you and Sirius, I have already warned you that the common fireplace in Gryffindor is not a good choice."

Mr. Black immediately checked the ugly retractable ears, and tried to say a few words to Harry through the wall.

"It's really good," he said back to the living room, pinching his ears, "the little wizards are able to toss this out." But he just boasted, and turned around and went to the attic to rummage.During the period, he also scolded Kreacher, who was secretly hiding old clothes, and kicked him out.

After a while, Sirius handed Harry a badly wrapped little package.

"But you and Lupine have sent me Practical Defensive Magic and Its Restraint against the Dark Arts." It was a beautiful set of books with colorful animated illustrations of the spells, which were very useful for his DA preparations. Very useful.

Sirius said proudly, "This little thing might be better than retractable ears - maybe you should show the Gwen and Twins, they're not the first wizards to have this idea."

Harry dubiously opened the wrapping paper, which was obviously wrapped by Sirius on the way down the stairs.Inside is a small square mirror, a bit old and, of course, dirty.

"This is a two-way mirror. There are two sides in total. I still have one in my hand. If you want to find me, just call me at it, and you will appear in my mirror, and I can appear in yours." Talking to you in the mirror. In the past, when James and I were not together, we used this to connect." Sirius explained, and motioned for the twins to visit as much as they wanted.

"What's going on here?" Fred said dejectedly, "We've been busy for a holiday, plus a semester. As a result, someone has already made a small prop for wizards to communicate..."

"...you can even see the face." George sighed too.

"If it can make you feel better." Sirius crossed his legs and crossed his fingers, "This is the only pair of double-sided mirrors. I haven't seen anyone selling them yet."

The twins immediately winked and hooked their shoulders, and decided with malicious intentions when they would borrow "research" from Harry, maybe they could mass-produce double-sided mirrors before the retractable ears quit the wizarding market.Conspiring so loudly, Fred and George slipped back to their rooms under Mrs Weasley's glare.

After returning to a relatively quiet environment, George took out the creased envelope from his pants pocket and shook it at his brother.

"What's this?" Fred raised his eyebrows.

"Gwen's letter." George grinned. "It has both of our names on it. I think I should read it with you."

He tore open the envelope and unfolded a long sheet of parchment.The Weasley twins' jaws almost fell to the ground and they didn't close for a long time.

"You know what I'm thinking, George?" Fred swallowed, looking at George.

The latter retracted his chin with his help, and said reluctantly: "This is really the best Christmas present ever."

"Do you know it's only eight o'clock in the morning?" Gwen pulled out the retractable ears from under the pillow, answering George and Fred's call.

"We can't help it," cried Fred.

"It's too early for even Christmas wishes." Gwen slowly got up, refusing to greet the twins or be polite, "Because I'm not happy with the Christmas presents I got, Mr. Weasleys. No one would Give a friend or girlfriend a whole nose-biting tea set for Christmas."

"And a small Bludger," George added.

"It screams!" Gwen growled. "At four in the morning, I didn't even open the present, and it screamed by itself. Break free from the gift box, in the wand shop