[Comprehensive] BOSS, please brush points

Christmas is coming, almost everyone is excited for the arrival of Christmas, but Harry and others are still paying attention to the Hippogriff that hurt Malfoy, because it will be beheaded before Christmas .

During the period, Kukapuluo did not find the murderer who wanted to kill Fu Xiaoya, and even Jiu Lanliao and Sephiroth did not know where they went. She had the communication function of the soul contract several times and asked where Sephiroth was, All the answers were ambiguous, which made Fu Xiaoya, who was even more lonely during the festival, start to become impetuous.

On Christmas morning, the Gryffindor living room was quite tense even though there were few people there.Hermione locked Coxhank in her dorm, but Ron was still so angry that he wanted to kick him, because before that, Coxhank confronted a man and a mouse in Ron's room again. Carried out cat-based harassment, although in his eyes, this person and pet are very cute for him to play with.Harry gave up trying to get them to talk to each other, and concentrated on checking the Flame Arrow that he received in the morning. This gift from someone who did not know gave the three of them a headache in the morning, but Fu Xiaoya was thinking about it in her own eyes. Sleep in the room.

So they brought Jiyan Feiya to the living room.Hermione seemed to be distressed for some reason, she didn't say anything, but she kept looking at the broom secretly, as if it had also criticized her cat, until Fu Xiaoya appeared in front of the three of them in plush pajamas.

"I always feel that something is wrong." Hermione pulled Fu Xiaoya and said.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xiaoya asked with her blistered eyes dimly awake. Her head was full of the contents of her dream last night. She was so shy that she wanted to bang her head against the wall. She actually dreamed of Sephiroth, but what did they do? , she couldn't remember.

"I can't tell. I always feel it's not a good thing." Hermione shook her head and continued to caress Mr. Cat in her arms.

Ron taunted: "What danger can a broom be in? You think too much!"

Hermione didn't feel that Fu Xiaoya was completely caught in self-struggle, she didn't care whether the broom was going to the sky or to the ground.

At lunch time they changed their clothes and came to the hall, only to find that the tables of each college had been moved to the side of the wall, and only one table and twelve chairs were placed in the middle of the hall.Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Sprout, all sat with Fei Qi, the Hogwarts caretaker, still wearing his usual brown coat and a very old and slightly musty tuxedo.There were only three other students, two first years looking rather tense, facing a fifth year Slytherin who seemed a bit angry.

"Merry Christmas!" said Dumbledore as the four of them approached the table, "We are the only ones left, and it would be silly to sit in separate houses... Sit down, sit down!"

The four had to sit side by side at the back of the table.

"Firecrackers!" Dumbledore said enthusiastically, and gave Snape a big silver firecracker, and Snape reluctantly took it and pulled it hard.There was a loud bang, and a huge pile of biscuits flew out, and the pointed witch's hat fell right on his bald head.

Harry remembered about the Doppelganger, and exchanged glances with Ron, both of them grinning; Snape's mouth groaned, and he pushed the hat forward to Dumbledore, who promptly turned it into a into a wizard hat.

"Grill it hard!" He happily invited the whole table to eat.

When Fu Xiaoya was taking baked potatoes with Harry, the door of the hall opened again.Professor Troney slid in as if on wheels.She wore a gown with green sequins, making her look even brighter than usual, like an oversized dragonfly.

"What a pleasant surprise, Cybill!" said Dumbledore, standing up.

"I was just doing crystal gazing, Headmaster," said Professor Troni's voice as if from a misty distance, "and I was amazed to see myself abandoning my solitude to attend your luncheon .How can I refuse the stimulation of fate? So I rushed from my tower immediately, please forgive me for being late..."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Dumbledore said with twinkling eyes, "Let me draw you a chair..."

And he actually drew a chair in mid-air with his wand, which spun between Professor Snape and McGonagall for a few seconds before dropping with a bang.Professor Troni did not sit down, however; her huge eyes wandered around the table, and suddenly she let out a soft squeal.

"I dare not, Principal! If I sit down, we will be thirteen more inauspicious things will happen! Don't forget that if thirteen people have dinner together, the first one to stand up will be the first!" Die!"

"Let's take a chance, Cybill," said Professor McGonagall impatiently. "Sit down, the turkey is going cold."

Professor Troni hesitated, then sat down in the empty chair, closed his eyes, and pursed his mouth tightly, as if he was worried that lightning would hit the table.Professor McGonagall took a large spoon and put it on a nearby soup plate.

"No objection, Cybil?"

Professor Troni ignores Professor McGonagall's culture.He opened his eyes again and looked around and said, "But where is dear Professor Rubin?"

"I'm afraid the poor man is ill again," said Dumbledore, instructing everyone to take care of themselves. "It's most unfortunate to be sick at Christmas. "

"Of course you already know that, Sybill?" Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows.

Professor Troni gave Professor McGonagall a cold look.

"I do know, Minerva," she said calmly, "but someone who thinks he knows everything doesn't take it seriously. I often don't do what my mind sees, so that others don't People are nervous."

"Thank goodness for that," said Professor McGonagall bitterly.

Professor Troni's voice suddenly became eerie. "In case you're wondering, Minerva, I've seen that poor Professor Rubin won't be with us very long. He probably knows he doesn't have much time for himself. When I do crystal ball gazing for him, he immediately Just run away..."

"I can imagine." Professor McGonagall said coldly.

"I don't think so," Dumbledore said with a slightly excited voice, terminating the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Professor Troni, "Professor Rubin is not in any immediate danger. Severus, do you Has he made another medicine?"

"Yes, Headmaster," said Snape.

"Very well," said Dumbledore, "then he'll be well soon... Dirick, can you share us some sausage? That's delicious."

The fifth-year boy, flushed in the face, went straight to Dumbledore and brought a large plate of sausages, his hands shaking.

Two hours later, until near the end of Christmas dinner, Professor Troni was behaving normally.The firecrackers that had been silent all this time finally exploded after the Christmas meal. When Fu Xiaoya was the first to leave the table, she screamed in fright.

"Honey! Why are you the first to leave your seat? Why?"

"I don't know." Fu Xiaoya blinked: "I never believed in those curses, but anyone who curses others will be punished forever by the fire of hell, and it's still in such a beautiful white Christmas."

"I bet nothing will happen," said Professor McGonagall coldly, "unless there is a killer waiting outside the door to kill the first person who walks in."

Ron almost laughed.Professor Troni looked rather humiliated.

"Come along?" Harry said to Hermione.

"No," Hermione said in a low voice, "I still have something to say to Professor McGonagall."

"Maybe she wants to ask if she can take a few more classes." Ron yawned, and they walked into the hallway together, maybe this way they could avoid encountering the killer completely.

When he came to the portrait hole and found the Knight of Cadogan having a Christmas feast with two monks, the former Hogwarts headmaster and his fat pony, he raised his eyes and raised a glass of malt wine .

"Christmas... er... Merry Christmas! Password?"

"Vile mongrel," said Ron.

"Just like you, sir." The Cadogan knight laughed loudly, and an entrance appeared in front of the portrait for them to pass through.

Fu Xiaoya smiled and went upstairs immediately to return to her dormitory to catch up on sleep. She has been trying to find loopholes in the original work in recent nights. She found that there were no Death Eaters in the third movie, so she wants to To kill ten Death Eaters, you have to go outside, but her magic wand has been graded, and it will definitely be recognized if you use it outside, but isn't it more obvious if you use lightning directly?

Tell people all over the world, I killed people, and I am a magical creature from Hogwarts.

Oh, by the way, at the beginning of November, she has officially become a third-year student at Hogwarts. She passed all her second-year courses with hd grades except Herbology, and of course, Potions also passed beautifully with A.

She hadn't slept long when she heard Hermione and Ron arguing, and then Professor McGonagall's voice.She went downstairs curiously and saw Professor McGonagall talking to Harry.

Although Professor McGonagall was a tutor at Gryffindor House, she had only seen her in the living room before, and she always announced things very seriously.Both Harry and Ron stared at her, Flame Arrow in both hands.Hermione went and sat down beside them, opening a book in front of her while hiding her face behind her.

Fu Xiaoya took a look and walked over, pulled Hermione's sleeve and asked, "What happened?"

Hermione glanced at her quickly, and whispered: "I told Professor McGonagall that Harry received an expensive broom, and I always think this broom is dangerous." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head a little guilty, " Did I do something wrong? It's rare for Harry to receive such an expensive gift."

"Don't think about it, you are also worried that Black will hurt Harry, aren't you?" Fu Xiaoya comforted her, and quickly covered herself with a book to watch the excitement.

Professor McGonagall walked to the stove and watched the Flame Arrow. "What's this? Miss Granger told me you've received a broom, Potter."

Harry and Ron turned to stare at Hermione at the same time.

"May I have a look?" said Professor McGonagall, but she took the Flame Arrow in her hand without waiting for an answer.She examined it carefully from the handle to the twig at the end. "~No cards of any kind? Or some other form of message?"

"No." Harry said blankly.

"I think..." said Professor McGonagall. "Well, I'm sorry I have to borrow him, Potter."

"What... what?" Harry tipped his toes, "Why?"

"It needs to be checked to see if it has been cursed," said Professor McGonagall. "Of course, I'm no expert in this area, but I dare say that Ms. Hooch and Professor Flitwick will take it apart and check..."

"Disassembly and inspection?" Ron repeated, a little unclear whether what Professor McGonagall meant was what he thought in his head.

"It won't take weeks," said Professor McGonagall. "If we're sure there's nothing wrong with it, we'll return it to you."

"It's all right!" said Harry, his voice wavering slightly. "Really, Professor..."

"You can't be sure, Potter," said Professor McGonagall, rather kindly. "Not until you fly it, and at any rate I'm afraid there's something wrong with it until we're sure it hasn't been tampered with. I'll give You informed."

Professor McGonagall turned around and took the Flame Arrow to open the portrait hole, which was closed after she left.Harry stood behind him and watched, the tin detail polisher still firmly in his hand.And Ron walked up to Hermione's side.

"What did you go to see Professor McGonagall for?"

Hermione tossed her book aside.She was still flushed, but rose defiantly to face Ron.

"Because I think...and Professor McGonagall agrees...that broom might have been given to Harry by Sirius-Black!"