Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

The cork was gently lifted, and there was a dull "boom", and the bubbles escaped mixed with the smell of champagne. Novia cast magic on the table to suspend in the air, and poured it into the pyramid-shaped multi-row wine glasses. The liquor starts from the highest cup, the champagne fills up and overflows, and flows into the row below. This scene is somewhat similar to the crystal fountain in the park.

Novia poured the wine leisurely, with the sound of nearby wizards helping to arrange the Christmas tree in the background.

The buildings formed on the ruins and the story of forcing back the Death Eaters will undoubtedly give some comfort to the restless wizards.

Having said that, most ordinary wizards are reluctant to leave their homes by the fire and spend Christmas in a strange place.Now most of the wizards in the shop are young members of the Order of the Phoenix. They gathered around the Christmas tree that Tony brought, chatting about what they saw and heard during the battle.

Of course, there are also more warm ones.

"Honey, do you think it's okay to put the colored ball in this position!"

"Idiot! You put it wrong!"

Novia poured a full bottle of champagne, turned her head and saw the wizards who were talking - young lovers, just graduated.The girl has beautiful long blond hair, and she commanded her boyfriend to hang the colored balls. The boy adjusted it several times but couldn’t satisfy her. .

But fortunately the boy also knew not to question these matters, and just continued to manipulate the wand, carefully arranging it according to his girlfriend's request.

"Merry Christmas!"

Tony didn't know when he walked in front of Novia. He took away a wine glass at the bottom, and the entire tower base shook for a while, but it quickly stabilized under the action of magic—it was just not complete anymore.

Novia glanced back at him, and took a cup herself: "Merry Christmas."

——Tony came back with a big Christmas tree, so that the house of vines had to change the structure so that the canopy could be stored in the room intact.

"When the festival is over, we can burn this tree as firewood." Tony pointed to the still lush trees, as if he had seen the vigorous flame in the fireplace.

Novia seemed to see someone who also didn't like the Christmas atmosphere, which made her feel a lot better.

"Just let these little brats party here all night? I thought you cared about the cost?"

"But I care more about my mission than controlling the cost of the store." Novia greeted a customer who passed by them, and she continued after confirming that no one was eavesdropping on them: "I think this place can become a fortress, so that these wizards can find a shelter in times of danger."

"You mean those little wizards at Hogwarts?" After many days, Tony finally touched a main thread in Novia's plan.

His guess was not wrong - Novia had indeed done a lot of work alone during this period.

"Do you think this house can hold up against a Death Eater siege?"

"'Jimmy''s house can't, but Iron Man can." Novia clinked glasses with Tony, and immediately pushed the job of protecting wizards to him.

Tony frowned: "In the final battle, I should be with you." If Novia really didn't have any abilities, that would be safer for her.

"I don't need protection, because I have already found other helpers." Novia vowed.As long as there are no witnesses, she can complete all tasks independently. During this period of time, she has saved many people who were hunted down. She arranged people in the Muggle world and made an agreement with them.

Those who are saved may change the established history, so they must remain anonymous and stay away from the wizarding world for several years in the future, just like a large witness protection program.

Tony didn't know how to evaluate Novia's 'vigorous' plan.Assuming that Novia is modifying the established story, she is definitely not carefully annotating with a pencil, but a marker pen in her hand, and she does not hesitate to change the most critical places beyond recognition.

The two chatted for a few more words, and then they were interrupted by George and Fred who approached.

The Weasley twins each wore a pair of sweaters with their initials embroidered on them, in a dark green and turmeric color scheme that was hard to describe.And whether they wore the one with their own name is not too sure.

Novia would occasionally call two people by wrong names on purpose.

Tony, on the other hand, was never corrected.

"The Christmas tree is decorated, you can open the presents."

At this stage, the whole party has just become lively.The exhausted half-blood wizards had a rather chaotic second half of the year until they gathered here in Novia. Even if it was just an excess, it would still allow people with high nervousness to chat and exchange blessings face to face.

She and Tony exchanged glances, followed the twins slowly, and walked under the huge Christmas tree.

"Tony! Hurry up and look up!" Someone yelled.

Tony raised his head following the sound, and he saw a mistletoe floating above his head. This kind of plant that was supposed to be an ornament floated above his head back and forth, left and right, following his steps, no matter where he went, They all hang there like little golden rings of angels.

Novia couldn't stop laughing when she saw the mistletoe on Tony's head.

But she didn't feel complacent for long, when she heard George smirk not far away: "Mr. Stark, you are standing under the mistletoe, now you can ask your loved one, she will not refuse you!"

Novia just stood there smiling and saying nothing, watching the Weasley brothers die.

Tony and Novia exchanged a look, and then he walked towards the twins - they provoked the matter, how could they let them watch the fun!

Tony decides to make a sacrifice and scare the young couple who are always on the lookout.

Amidst the surprised expressions of everyone, Tony walked to the side of the Weasley brothers.

He looked at the two brothers solemnly, spread his hands and asked, "Then George, you come first, or Fred?"

Gemini's expression of watching the excitement froze on his face, and the flash flashed. This wonderful expression was captured by Novia's camera as a reward for the last photo session.

Although the onlookers didn't see any intimate pictures of true love kisses, they were all amused by the rare and embarrassed twins.

The atmosphere became active, and the magic instruments under the Christmas tree felt the joyful atmosphere and began to play melodious orchestral music.

The tables and chairs of the shop were emptied to both sides, and all the space in the middle was reserved for dancing.

Tony threw the mistletoe on his head aside, and he walked to Novia's side: "Can I ask you to dance?"

"As long as it's not a mechanical dance."

Novia smiled, and the two squeezed into the crowd and walked onto the dance floor.

The light in the store has been adjusted by magic, and it shines warmly on people, with a beautiful halo like pearls. The crowded ballroom is definitely not the most luxurious experience in Novia, but it gives people A sense of peace of mind.

When two people dance, there is always some physical contact. Those who are close can feel each other's breath, a little bit of champagne, and the sweetness of candy.

After a dance ended, Novia withdrew from the crowded hall, and her own carnival almost ended here.

From the corner of Novia's eyes, she saw three owl feathers on the window frame, which was an agreement between her and Lucius—meaning that the lonely dementor had been found.

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Novia rode on a broom and flew across the sea under the cover of thick fog.

After Voldemort's prison break, that area of ​​the sea was remedially enhanced with a spell that forbids apparition.

The small island in the cold waters of the North Sea is an excellent natural barrier, and crossing the sea in this cold weather has become quite dangerous.

The Death Eaters escaped from prison, and those who are now staying in Azkaban are all lunatics and useless people who are no longer useful.

Dementors are still hovering over this sea area, they still like this place, and occasionally steal the soul of a dying prisoner.

When it was about to arrive in Azkaban, heavy snow fell in the sky, snowflakes floated on the layers of waves, the waves began to thicken, broken ice was floating in the waves, the fog gradually dispersed, but the breathed air formed Formed white mist, the wind became salty and cold.

Lucius, who was flying in front of Novia on a broom, was well prepared, with warm clothes, spells, and some special potions.

Novia was not so lucky. She looked at the frost-stained hair tips and secretly built a windshield for herself to isolate the cold and humid air outside.

After the broom flew over the sea for three hours, it landed on a small island with two people on board.

The sky seemed to be gloomy forever, without the sun and the clouds could not be seen clearly, and there were many dementors flying in the sky above the island.Two men got off the broom.

There were dementors surrounding them.

"Where's your patron saint?" Lucius said to Novia in a low voice.

"Patron saint?" Novia was taken aback, "Why don't you show it first?"

Lucius took this sentence as Novia's irony to him, because none of the Dark Lord's men would use this kind of magic.

The dementors over Azkaban took all the heat, it was colder here than at sea, and nothing wrong with keeping warm was going to work.

Lucius turned around impatiently, gritted his teeth and shouted to Novia: "You'd better move faster, when they all surround us, we will become two corpses!"

Novia was dumbfounded.

She had seen Snape's Patronus from afar, but she wasn't close enough, and she hadn't noticed the complicated fluctuation of magic power.Novia suddenly thought that among the Death Eaters, Snape was the only one who could use the Patronus Charm. She looked at Lucius, wondering how to convey the bad news to him.

Novia didn't believe that Lucius would count on her in this kind of place.He must have other preparations, but he doesn't want to use them first.

"I still have two packs of Chocolate Frogs in my pocket, would you like a piece?"

A few dementors in the sky saw the aura of living people on the ground. They circled and slowly approached them.

The author has something to say: I was dragged to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, and I haven't touched the computer.

There is another update at night, probably waiting for everyone to finish grabbing blessings, okay`

I don’t know what I think when I write about Christmas during the Chinese New Year. Happy New Year~