Professor, please pay the debt

"Not yet, but I'm seriously considering it, and it turns out that he's not suitable for me!"

Harry considers himself a good-natured lover, very talkative on most things, but not negotiable on matters of principle, such as plans for the future, "He longs for an ordinary life, and I... huh, how is this possible !"

"You...well, have you ever done that? That's the one..." Ron asked in embarrassment.

"Merlin, do you think I'm just wandering around at night when I don't come home every night?" Harry said slightly showing off.

"Then why do you have the nerve to propose a breakup? It's all like that!" Ron asked in surprise.

"What's the matter, oh...Xiao Luo Yiluo, pure child, haven't you and Lavender tried it yet?" Harry looked like a seasoned guy trying to spoil a child.

"I think it should be saved until the wedding night. At least, if it's confirmed, it can't be done now anyway." Ron was unmoved, he insisted on his purity.

"Hi, Harry, Ron." Neville's voice came from the corridor. He looked at the two of them and then at the door number above the dormitory, "What's the matter, why didn't you go in? Did you change the dormitory?"

"No, no!" Ron said quickly, he and Harry were stupid enough to stand chatting in the hallway, "let's go in!"

As soon as Ron opened the door, several colorful packages rolled out, startling them.

Although Harry thought the school was safe, he couldn't help showing his wand, but when he looked into the dormitory, he was a little bit dumbfounded. There was a dormitory full of mail and packages, their four-poster bed and other things. The furniture was buried under the ground and they couldn't see it. "The dormitory has really changed!" Neville said pessimistically, "Fulch changed our dormitory into a storage room! He didn't even notify us. Could it be that we were expelled? "

"No, look at these packages, they are all Harry's!"

Ron picked up a few packages and looked at the recipient information on them, then patted them on Harry's chest, "You closed Grimmauld Place, ha, and as a result, your admirers sent Christmas presents to Harry." Arrived at school!"

"Merlin, this is a Christmas present for Harry!"

The three boys were overwhelmed with amazement at the floor-to-ceiling packages.

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The next morning, as term begins, the sixth graders get a surprise: a large notice has been pinned to the notice board in the common room the night before.

Apparition class

If you're 17 or over by 31 August, you can attend a twelve-week Apparition course taught by the Ministry of Magic Apparition.Those who wish to participate please sign below.

Tuition fee: twelve Galleons.

Harry and Ron joined the group of students who crowded the sign in front of the notice.After they had signed, Hermione took the quill from Ron, much to Ron's surprise.

When the three of them sat down at the breakfast table, Ron asked Hermione in a low voice, "Didn't you already learn it? At Grimmauld."

In fact, not only Hermione, but also the Creevey brothers, they have all mastered Apparation.

They lived at No. 12 Grimmauld Place during the few days after Christmas and before school started, so Harry gave them a small stove.

"It's not for study, it's for permission, and Harry signed up too, so why aren't you surprised?" Hermione replied.

Hermione is right, wizards don't do whatever they want, they have to pass an exam to get a certificate of apparation, otherwise they will be considered illegal and may go to jail.

"Harry is a celebrity. If he doesn't have a certificate, there will be a lot of trouble. Who are you? Who cares whether you have a certificate."

Hermione took a croissant and made a javelin motion at Ron, who flinched and shut his mouth.Harry quickly changed the subject, "Hermione, how are the presents going?"

When it comes to presents, the atmosphere is obviously different, and everyone is very happy.

"Almost finished..."

Hermione said triumphantly while spreading strawberry jam on the toast, "I mean it's divided into categories. The types and quantities are clear. I made a list and I'll give it to you after I wipe my hands. Besides, I have to say, thanks to our It's a wizard, and if it's a Muggle, it would take an entire night just to unpack it."

Hermione had reason to be proud, she led the members of DA to sort out all the presents, my God, there were too many!

A dozen of them worked for a full two hours, sorting and registering all the gifts like sorters at the post office.

Now, these coveted gifts are locked in DA's activity room, the key is hidden in Hermione's beaded pouch, and everyone who knows about it looks at her in awe.

"Good job, Hermione!" Harry enthusiastically praised the capable little witch, and said generously, "You don't need to give me the list, you can keep it yourself."

Harry hadn't been involved in the packing, he'd been so busy last night that he hadn't had time to sleep yet.

And he thinks that children should be given the opportunity to grow up. Hermione is a well-organized and principled person, and he can completely entrust DA's supplies to her for management.

"Oh... but... I think you should at least know..." Hermione seemed a little embarrassed.

"You just need to know, Hermione! In fact, most of these gifts, I plan to keep as DA's activities."

Wow--

As soon as this remark came out, there was an upsurge in Harry's surroundings, and the members of DA were excitedly discussing with each other.

"This is really great, you know, Harry, there are 20 broomsticks alone, and we can form a team by ourselves." Dean Thomas was the first to raise his hands in favor.

"That's not good! It's all Harry's." The honest Neville said in embarrassment.

Ron also leaned into Harry's ear and whispered, "If you have money, you can't spend it like this. I looked at it last night, and there are a few things that look quite valuable!"

"That's why I said most of them, not all of them," Harry replied shrewdly.

Ah... Ron nodded in satisfaction, and then began to enthusiastically discuss the distribution of gifts.

"Those candies, there are too many, even if you use the fresh-keeping spell, they will be broken..."

"Split it up!" Seamus Finnigan suggested loudly.

Ok, deal!

Harry immediately agreed, and the Gryffindor table immediately burst into loud cheers.

Professor Snape sat at the back of the teacher's bench, next to the greasy Slughorn, and he couldn't make out what Harry's group was saying, except for a few words now and then - they seemed Talking about Christmas presents?

"Harry is such a good boy!" Slughorn leaned into Snape's ear to show off, "He sent me a bottle of stabilizer made of aquatic grass as a Christmas present, which is very good ! Oh, I have to say, even you, Severus, couldn't do that level back then."

"You must be old and dizzy to think like this!"

While spraying the old walrus with venom, Snape thought angrily: You haven't given me a Christmas present yet, you heartless one!