[HP] Neko who disappeared

There are always many regrettable things in life. In Severus Snape's life, perhaps this one thing has taken away almost all his obsession to live in the future.

I understand this matter, and I didn't show any surprise when I saw the panicked and slightly moved expressions of the three children.Before coming to Hogwarts, Harry and I went to Godric's Hollow once to see his parents' tomb and former residence, and by the way, we also learned a little about how James Potter was once a little bastard.

Of course, he was just a little bastard, and he changed a lot by the time he was in the sixth and seventh grades—maybe because that happened to be the peak of the Dark Lord's power, and his changes were almost visible to the naked eye.

After telling Harry about this, I think he began to review Potions even more. By the way, Hagrid and I found some photos over the years and gave them to him as Christmas presents.

My Christmas was at school as usual, and I didn't follow the owl to deliver the presents. Instead, I went to the tower of Gryffindor and handed them to Harry.

"Merry Christmas dear."

Harry also had a gift for me, and when he saw me, he also showed a bright smile: "Hogwarts at Christmas is so beautiful."

"There are more beautiful ones."

I blinked, and after taking the box of chocolates he gave me, I motioned: "Go back and open it."

"Oh yes, Irina, this time I also got an invisibility..."

"Don't talk about this kind of thing, just use it well."

I saw his expression of "how do you know" and smiled straight away: "Your dad seems to have been using this to steal food from the kitchen before, I was in Hufflepuff and stayed two years longer than you, of course I know something Little gossip. Speaking of which, do you want to come to the kitchen to have a look?"

"kitchen?"

"How else did the things at the dinner party come about?"

I took his hand and smiled directly: "I didn't come to see you much this semester, you won't blame me, will you?"

"How come, I know you are busy."

Harry, who had already touched my notes, showed a bitter face, but soon laughed: "Irina, you are really amazing."

"Yes, I also feel that I am super powerful."

I grinned as Harry talked about his first term at Hogwarts, his anecdotes with Gryffindors, his frictions and adventures with Ron and Hermione.

It sounds really good.

I saw the mural of fruit in the kitchen, scratched the pear above it and the door opened, revealing a horde of house-elves.

House-elves at Hogwarts are no different than normal ones, although I understand there are individual differences between them.For example, my favorite freshly squeezed orange juice, only an elf named Zaza can make it without astringency.

"Whoa, these are..."

"House-elf."

I nodded at them before explaining: "They cook for us, tidy up the tower and dormitories, clean the classrooms, they are absolute housekeepers."

"Yes, Miss Evans, thank you for your compliment."

It seems that because we are regarded as neighbors, the house elf will not show too much excitement to the Hufflepuff students, and after bowing restrainedly and politely, Zaza brought me a glass of orange juice: " Is there anything else you need, Miss Evans?"

"This is my brother, Harry Potter, whom I think you should know."

"I'm famous here too?"

"Otherwise? You are not famous in the world of ordinary people, are you happy?"

"of course."

Harry raised his eyebrows and returned to me, then laughed together with me: "Okay everyone, I'm here with Irina today, do you have any delicious cookies?"

"Would you like salty or sweet?"

"It's sweet."

A house elf next to him took the initiative to hand over a plate of butterfinger biscuits—to be honest, these snacks are always prepared in the kitchen, because some students may come over when they are hungry at any time.

The puberty period or something is really a scary thing.

Three meals a day plus supper is nothing, Cedric and the group of Quidditch players are too much, basically every four hours will be hungry, at least four meals a day besides sleeping.

I listened to Harry talking about Gryffindor, and Harry listened to me talking about Hufflepuff, gossip and gossip before ending the Christmas afternoon tea satisfactorily.The elf wrapped Harry a small packet of savory and sweet biscuits and brought me a bottle of orange juice along the way.

"It's a really nice place."

"correct."

Harry hesitated, then looked at me and said, "By the way, Irina, you know Nico Flamel?"

Sure enough, no matter how happy you are, what should come will still come.

The author has something to say:

A search for this statement at the end of the last chapter will reveal it, it is not my own imagination.What Rowling wrote basically has a corresponding, and you can find a lot of them in the book.

And James Potter was a little bastard until the sixth year, but the seventh year must have grown a lot, otherwise Lily wouldn't be impressed by him or anything.So my personal guess is that the Dark Lord's power increased to its peak in the sixth grade, and then James Potter grew up rapidly.Of course, this cannot deny the fact that he was a jerk in school ╮(￣▽￣")╭ I fully understand and agree that Professor Snape will never forgive him, and I have to say that in the first part, Lao Deng, you avoid the important and take the light Very powerful →→

It's a bit short, anyway, let's make do with it [Hey]