[HP] Morfin Gaunt

In addition to family reunion and eating Christmas dinner, the joy of Christmas is opening Christmas presents.Since early in the morning, there have been owls coming and going in and out of the windows of Gaunt's old house, making Morfin a little overwhelmed, but there is no way, who let him have no house-elf to help?

After giving away an owl again, Morfin and Voldemort began to unwrap presents.Most of the presents from the two were Morfin, and most of Voldemort's gifts were from the professor, and some nobles came from owls.In addition to these, Morfin also had many gifts from students. Voldemort sat next to the Christmas tree, without the eagerness of a child, unpacking slowly, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had received a Christmas present, or he couldn't remember how long it had been since he hadn't opened a present himself.

Gently put down a bottle of advanced magic power stabilizer that Horace sent, Voldemort began to unwrap the next colorful gift, and when he saw who sent the gift, he immediately paused: Albus Deng Bullido? !Well, since he was rescued by Dumbledore last time, he felt uncomfortable all over, and tried his best to avoid thinking about things related to him, but now he had to face up to this matter with a gift like a hot potato in his hand: okay , he was rescued by his immortal opponent.

Trying to maintain a calm surface, Voldemort put the wrapping paper aside and began to open the box.The box is divided into two layers. As soon as he opened it, he could smell a sweet smell. What caught his eyes was the latest dessert produced by Honeydukes.Slightly raising his eyebrows, Voldemort put down the first layer and opened the box on the second layer.But at the moment when it was opened, the box in Voldemort's hand fell to the ground, and out of it crawled out was a creature full of luster and swift movement. Although this creature had a petite body, countless people were fascinated by it. Fear, his nickname is "Xiaoqiang", and his scientific name is "cockroach".

Voldemort had always had a certain degree of cleanliness, and when he saw this creature, he reflexively kept him away from him.The huge movement made Morfin notice Voldemort's gaffe: "Tom, why...!" You must know that Morfin also has a cleanliness. He picked up the lid of the box that Voldemort had just put down next to him, and slapped it down vigorously, and immediately the souls of those little creatures crawling out leisurely returned to the sky.But Morfin still felt weak. After a flame passed, even the proof of their existence in this world disappeared.

Voldemort stared blankly at Morfin's violent action, unable to react for a moment.In his impression, Morfin has always been a gentle man who rarely gets angry, but now he would lose his composure because of this gift from Dumbledore. "are you OK?"

Voldemort's question made Morfin turn his head, and withdrew the troubled expression on his face: "What did you say?" After asking, he himself reflected: "Oh, no, I'm fine. I was just a little excited. After he finished speaking, he turned over the cover he was holding, revealing the person who gave the gift.

"Albus Dumbledore!" Morfin experienced mixed emotions about the vice-headmaster.At first, he treated him indifferently, then he became highly vigilant, and later he was grateful because he saved Voldemort. It was hard to say whether he liked or hated this person.However, the gift he gave this time definitely surpassed his bottom line!cockroach!What he hated most in his previous life and this life was cockroaches, and he even thought that such creatures should not exist in the world. Receiving such gifts at Christmas is definitely an embarrassment.

Seeing Morfin gnashing his teeth, Voldemort silently picked up a note in the box, on which was the familiar cursive words: Dear Tom, did it scare you?This is the latest candy product, Cockroach Heap. It’s cute, and the taste is surprisingly good. I recommend it to you. Have a Merry Christmas ——Albus Dumbledore.

After reading the note, although Voldemort felt that the disgusting feeling was less, he still had a cold for Dumbledore's hobby of soaking in honeypots.Looking up, it seemed that Morfin still had a lot of anger, so Voldemort handed him the note as well.

"What kind of candy shop designed this kind of candy!" Morfin stood up and walked towards the laboratory: Since you Dumbledore gave me such a "surprise", wouldn't I be sorry for your great creativity if I didn't add another big gift? .

Seeing Morfin getting up, Voldemort originally wanted to go with him, but was blocked, so he could only stare at the door silently.It took him a while before he saw Morfin come out feeling refreshed after revenge, holding a small bottle with white mist floating in it.

Packing the bottle in a small box and wrapping it in that colorful wrapping paper, Morfin smiled and squinted as the owl flew away with his great gift.This kind of smile is different from the usual Wen Wen, it is the kind of smile that you will feel that you have to walk around him recently after reading it. Although Voldemort didn't know what exactly Morfin sent, he also began to pray for Dumbledore in his heart for the first time: Morfin's usual unconscious actions are enough to hurt people internally, if it is intentional... Ah Don't think - Dumbledore, you wish for luck, don't fall down when I haven't settled the score.

It seemed that the entanglement just now disappeared as the owl flew away. Morfin looked at Voldemort with a smile: "Well, everything is done, and it's time for us to set off. Tom, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Voldemort didn't know where Morfin was taking him.It's still Christmas, so it's not time for a banquet.

"Of course it's a Christmas party." Morfin said as he took out the two sets of clothes he had prepared.Morfin himself wore more formal clothes that were not exactly formal dresses, and the suit in front of Voldemort was no longer a one-piece suit, but a bright red color with white borders. , This kind of clothes, we usually call it "Santa Claus clothes".

"...Do you really want me to wear this out?" Voldemort looked at Morfin with a look that he didn't know how to describe.

"Hey? Why not?" Morfin felt that Voldemort's question was hard to understand. It's normal to wear this suit for Christmas, and if Tom's little face is surrounded by Christmas clothes, ah, how cute do you think, it's really mine nephew.After thinking about it, Morfin entered the nephew control mode.

"..." Voldemort was all too familiar with this expression. It was the same expression every time Morfin gave him those weird jumpsuits, "Any other clothes?"

Morfin blinked: "Tom, don't you like it? I thought you preferred this one. There is another set of clothes. I'll get them later."

After Morfin finished speaking, he walked towards his bedroom, while Voldemort began to pray to Merlin: don't go beyond that Christmas suit.But his prayer was doomed to fail. When Morfin took out the replaceable outfit, Voldemort immediately picked up the Christmas outfit, for no other reason than to minimize the damage to his image.

What kind of clothes did Morfin have that made Voldemort make such a quick choice?This dress is camel-colored, with thin fluff on it, which looks very fluffy and soft. At the same time, there is this very warm hat. The two brown decorations on the hat add a bit of childishness. Yes, this It's a reindeer costume. How can there be no reindeer at Christmas?

Looking at Voldemort's choice, Morfin thought it was a pity in his heart, as expected, he still wanted to see Voldemort wearing a reindeer costume more than a Christmas costume. Naturally, Voldemort also saw his regret, and without giving Morfin any chance to repent, he quickly changed to Santa Claus.

Morfin reached out and stroked Voldemort's hair. He was very satisfied with his appearance, and then put the Christmas hat on him: "Tom, let's go, friends from the coffee shop are waiting." After finishing speaking, Morfin gave Voldemort cast a warming spell and left the room.

It snowed heavily yesterday, but the weather is not so cold.Perhaps because of the festival, there are not many pedestrians on the road.Morfin took Voldemort by the hand and walked towards the coffee shop leisurely, holding a small snowball from time to time with his childlike innocence.As the two got closer to the business district and there were more and more pedestrians, Morfin smiled and exchanged Merry Christmas with them and came to the coffee shop.

There was a sign on the door of the coffee shop that said it was temporarily closed. Morfin smiled and pushed open the door. He heard the familiar wind chimes again: "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas!" A blessing brought more blessings, and the smiling face that I hadn't seen in a few months made the faded memories come alive again.

"Morfin, you're the last one to come!" Jack still had that big face, "How should I be punished?"

"Punishment? Then fine the red wine I brought to everyone!" Morfin took out a bottle of red wine from behind.This bottle of red wine has a history of many years, and it was found by Morfin in Diagon Alley. Judging by the age of the wizard, it is still very easy to have a bottle of old wine.

"Wow! Great deal!" Jack is the one who knows the most about wine, so he naturally understands its weight, "Do you really want to give it to us?"

"Really! If you don't want it, I'll take it away!" Morfin joked, and made a gesture to take it back, and Jack became anxious immediately, and quickly put his hands behind his back: "That's impossible! I'll open it right away! After finishing speaking, Jack hurried to the kitchen, leaving everyone's good-natured laughter behind him.

Jack wasn't very fast. When he came out with the wine, everyone had already packed up everything and he was the only one waiting. "I'm coming, come and taste this wine, I can't bear to hear it!" Jack's words made everyone interested in this bottle of red wine. They conquer.

Enjoying the food happily and drinking the mellow red wine, everyone began to become a little infected, and some even started dancing in the open space.Holding a wine glass, Morfin watched Jack's dance with a smile. Although this dance had no accompaniment, it naturally had a happy flavor in it. Voldemort could only squint at their laughter with a cup of milk tea because of the small shell. .

This Christmas seems so ordinary, but it is destined to be so extraordinary.Morfin, who was enjoying the dance, suddenly heard Lisa calling him, so he got up and walked over: "Lisa, what's wrong?"

Lias did not speak abnormally, but pursed his lips and smiled and pointed to the top of his head with his finger. Morfin followed the trend and looked over Lisa's head, where the mistletoe was hanging quietly.

He knew the legend of the mistletoe. During Christmas, people who stand under the mistletoe cannot refuse a kiss;Legend has it that a girl who stands under the mistletoe on Christmas Day will be blessed.

Morfin lowered his head, and Lisa in front of him had closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered slightly because of tension, and her rose-like lips were full of youthful breath.Immediately, Mofen was in a dilemma. The Chinese tradition made it difficult for him to kiss someone's lips freely, so—to kiss, or not to kiss, this is a question.

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The author has something to say: Mr. Boggart, who is sadly reminded

Well, my lord Boggart is a great shape-shifting creature, my lord can see through people's hearts and become what he fears the most, and the spell to deal with this lord is funny, that damned spell turns me into a The funniest thing for grown-ups.For so many years, my lord has devoted his youth to Defense Against the Dark Arts, until one day, a man borrowed me to study, but he completely ignored my self-esteem!He actually turned me into an old man, and he kept doing all kinds of sexy dances there!Why would my lord do such a self-destructive thing!My lord must make him and that old man pay the price!Mr. Boggart, who works hard without complaining, you can't afford to be hurt!

——This is the truth of Morfin's return to Dumbledore. The memory thread in the bottle is Dumbledore dancing.