Professor, please pay the debt

Slughorn's Yule Ball

Snowflakes are dancing outside the window again, beating the icy panes, and Christmas is coming in a blink of an eye.

Hagrid had already brought in the twelve Christmas trees that were indispensable to the Great Hall every year;

Professor Flitwick was in charge of decorating each tree with stars, and the other teachers were helping to decorate the castle.The school is full of festive joy.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon is Harry's last class before the holiday. After attending Slughorn's Yule Ball this evening, he can pack up and salute, and just wait for the Hogwarts Express to go home tomorrow morning It's Christmas.Of course, back to Blake's old house at 12 Grimmauld Place.

Professor Snape's class went very smoothly, and the timing was just right. When the bell rang for the end of the class, he just finished all the content of the class. Snape didn't delay the class for a second, and immediately waved his hand to signify the end of the get out of class. He himself left the classroom first.

"Don't you think, Snape is a bit weird recently!"

Ron stared at the back of the black-robed professor suspiciously, and said to Harry, "He hasn't troubled you for a long time, and he even saved you from confinement! Could it be...you gave him a love potion!"

When Ron asked this, Harry was sitting next to him, staring hungrily at the door of the classroom - the hem of the billowing black robe disappeared in a flash.

"Good idea, Ron!" Harry said viciously, "Remember to ask Fred for some when you get home, and I'll feed it to Snape after the holidays!"

"Wow... oh... Another big news! If Rita finds out, guess what she'll write!"

Ron chuckled, he didn't take it seriously at all!

But Harry really wanted the Love Potion, because Snape was being awkward, or rather weird, recently!

He doesn't allow kisses or hugs!

As soon as Harry used his power a little bit, he would bring out Dumbledore to prevaricate. At this stage, Harry really didn't dare to offend that old lunatic.

So... dissatisfied with desire! !

"Harry, Harry!" Ron called, "what's the matter?"

"I see, you've developed a habit of scratching the desk in Snape's class!"

Ron gestured with his eyes expressionlessly, and Harry looked down, only to see a few long marks on his wooden desk, the paint on the desk had been scratched off, revealing yellow stubbles of wood... He He asked confusedly, "What is this, did Crookshanks come here?"

"I don't think it's necessary, really, there's no need to blame Crookshanks..." Ron said seriously, "As long as you fix the table like you did a few times before, you won't be discovered. "

Without saying a word, Harry gave the desk a "recovery" and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with Ron.

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The two walked slowly towards the Gryffindor tower. There were always students running and laughing in the corridor, and the cheerful atmosphere made people feel at ease. Mum and Dad miss you so much!" said Ron.

When Ron mentioned the Weasleys to Harry, he always said, how about mom and dad, never, how about my dad and mom, it sounded like he was talking to his own brother - no My parents, but our parents.

In fact, the Weasleys had always regarded Harry as their youngest son, Ron and the twins had always regarded Harry as a brother, and the others had goodwill towards him.

So, he was almost a Weasley.Harry loved the feeling, the feeling of being accepted as part of the family.

He also liked the Burrow, especially the sweet smell of baking cakes wafting from the kitchen, which made him feel warm and cozy.

But he has important arrangements for Christmas this year, so he can't go to the Burrow.

"It's definitely not going to the Burrow, but when "Memories of Wolf Slaughter" comes out, I'm going to Diagon Alley to help Fred and George hold the scene, and if they go too, I can see you. said Harry.

The two of them chatted about the mirrored crystal ball of the twins.Then, Ron asked about Harry's boyfriend, "Are you still having trouble with that dancer on the blade?" Ron asked.

Dancer on the Blade - a nickname used by Ron and Hermione to refer to Harry's boyfriend.Of course, Harry himself had suggested it, and he liked the title.

"I didn't, he was alone!" said Harry dejectedly.

"Just because you didn't listen to him and didn't want to run away?"

"Merlin knows!"

What frustrates Harry the most is that he still doesn't understand why Severus is having trouble with him.

"He's so awkward! He never speaks out what's on his mind. I want to please him, but I have to use it to test the same thing. My dear, do you want potions... No! Then you want gold Garen...not yet! What about clothes...nor! Then what do you want...Ron, guess what he said...he told me to get out!"

Speaking of Severus, Harry had a stomach full of resentment.Now, he no longer cares about face, and tells Ron no matter what embarrassing things happen, if Ron thinks it's funny, just laugh, at least someone can chat with him, listen to his complaints, and give him an idea once in a while .

"You should be more patient, you know, and try a few more, or make a list like a mail-order brochure and let him pick!" Ron suggested.

"This method is good enough to try!" Harry said, "Actually, what I am most worried about now is the Christmas present. What should I give him? No matter what I give, it may be thrown back. Oh, yes, you are going to give it to him. Lavender what gift?"

"We broke up, don't you know?" Ron said lightly.

"I know, but I doubt you'll get back together on the train. So, you still have to get her a Christmas present."

Harry was used to Ron and Lavender's on-off and on-again, off-again, off-again days, a few times a week.

"Actually, I'm thinking about this too..."

Ron stopped. They had already walked in front of the fat lady's portrait, and a group of Gryffindor students were queuing up through the doorway. "Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing if I don't have a girlfriend when I go home for Christmas?"

Ron looked at Harry with questioning eyes, Harry shook his head in confusion, Ron could only explain, "Think about it, Ginny will definitely tell the family, if they ask, I say, break up! They What do you think? Do you think that I was dumped!"

Harry suddenly began to envy Ron, he still had self-respect, and he seemed to have broken himself.

"Just say that you dumped her, and you dumped her many times. That girl almost committed suicide because of it!"

Harry's ability to make up nonsense is much better than Ron's. Under Ron's admiring gaze, he patted his chest and promised, "If Fred and George ask, I will definitely testify for you!"

"Hey, buddy, you're so generous!"

Ron was instantly elated.The two returned to the dormitory happily.

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