Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"I can't believe it," Harry said dumbly.

He tore open the long large package at the urging of Ron, then rolled a beautiful, sparkling flying broom on his bed, and he was breathless in surprise.

Ron dropped his socks and jumped out of the bed and looked carefully.

It was a crossbow of fire, exactly like the one Harry had dreamed of every day while he was on Diagon Alley.

Harry picked it up and it sparkled.

He could feel it trembling slightly, so he let go—it hung in the air without any support, and the height above the ground was just right for him to ride.

His eyes always saw the completely smooth, streamlined end of the broom from the golden serial number on the top of the flying broom.

"Who gave it to you?" Ron asked quietly.

看看 "See if there's a card or something ..." Harry asked Ron to tear the wrapping paper of the crossbow.

"Nothing! Hey, who has spent so much money for you?"

唔 "Oh," Harry looked surprised, "I bet it's not Dursley."

"I bet Dumbledore," Ron walked round and round around the magnificent crossbow, looking carefully from beginning to end. "Did he not give you invisibility clothes anonymously?"

不过 "But that's my dad," Harry said. "Dumbledore just gave it to me ... he won't spend so much money on me, he can't give students such valuable things."

所以 "That's why he didn't say it was from him!" Ron said, "Otherwise, guys like Malfoy would say he's partial. Hey, Harry--"

Ron suddenly laughed, "Malfo! When he sees you riding this broom, he will be uncomfortable! This is an international broom, really!"

"I can't believe it," Harry mumbled, stroking the broom with one hand, "who is it ..."

Now Ron was lying on Harry's bed, and he couldn't help laughing when he thought of what Malfoy would look like.

哦 "Oh, right! There is a parcel." Harry looked back and bent down to pick up the small humble parcel.

呃 "Uh ... owl food?" Harry seemed more surprised than when he saw the crossbow arrow. "And a gift from Maca, why?"

"Oh, speaking, I seem to have a small parcel ..."

Ron got up from Harry's bed and walked to his bed.

With a sound of tearing the wrapping paper, followed by Ron's surprised murmur.

"Is Maca planning to have a pet food tasting party this year?" He wondered, "One vial per person, Maca seems to be getting stingy ..."

"Oh-there's a little card, I'll see-" Ron suddenly said, "Well ... this is done by Maca, saying that the nutritional value is very high, can make my spots healthier?"

Ron pulled out the spots from his pocket.

Harry found that the previously obese spots were now skinny and thin, and he was surprised and unhappy--the spots of hair seemed to fall off piece by piece.

看来 "It seems that Maca always knows what I need." Ron felt a little touched. "No one has noticed that the spot has been in bad shape recently, but he noticed it."

He poured a few pieces of red-brown rat food from the big slap bottle that Maca gave him, and put it in front of the spot.

Squeezing up and smelling, he looked a little hesitant.

"Let's eat it, my friend made it for you, it's nutritious!" Ron pushed his mouth closer and urged, "It should make you fatter."

The speckled head shrank, and he found that Ron would not let it go if he didn't eat it, so he had to stretch his neck and eat a few pills.

With a biting sound of crickets, Bian found that he couldn't stop a bit--what did this thing do? too delicious!

It's fragrant and crispy, and it seems to have a faint smell of roasted meat. It's like ...

"It's like ..." Harry picked up a scent and threw it into his mouth and chewed. "Fried peanuts! My dad ordered a delivery in a Chinese restaurant, and that's right!"

"Hey! Don't pretend to eat with Bamba!" Ron couldn't help laughing or crying.

…… "... But, I said, this one is too delicious ... Why?" Harry opened his eyes wide and said, "I think I still want to eat, please give me a little more!"

"Aren't you there too! Grab it from your Hedwig—" Ron said angrily.

"What are you two talking about?"

Hermione walked in from the door, and she was still wearing pajamas and carrying Crook Mountain. Crook Mountain looked very bad-tempered, with a wire around his neck.

别 "Don't bring it here!" Ron said, hurriedly squeezing the spots back into his pockets. But Hermione didn't listen to him. She put Crook Mountain on Simo's empty bed and opened her mouth to look at the crossbow.

"Oh, Harry! Who gave this to you?"

"I don't know," Harry said, "this gift has no card or anything."

To her surprise, Harry was neither excited nor curious when she heard this sentence. Instead, her face stretched and she bit her lip.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked.

"I don't know," Hermione said slowly, "but it's a bit weird, isn't it? I mean, this should be a pretty good broom, isn't it?"

"This is the best flying broom, Hermione," Ron said.

"It must be expensive ..."

"Probably more expensive than all the Slytherins' flying brooms combined!" Ron said happily.

"Who ... who would send something as valuable as Harry without telling him who it is?" Hermione asked.

谁 "Who cares about this?" Ron said impatiently, "Listen, Harry, can I ride it? Can it?"

"I don't think anyone can ride it right now!" Hermione squeaked.

Harry and Ron looked at her with surprise.

"What do you think Harry wants to do with it-sweep the floor?" Ron said.

But before Hermione had time to answer, Crook Mountain jumped off Simo's bed and went straight to Ron's chest.

把 "Get-it-from-here-hurry-go out!" Ron roared immediately, clutching his pockets.

Alas, before he could cover it, Crook Mountain's claws had ripped Ron's dressing gown, and Bian managed to escape from Ron's shoulder.

Ron grabbed the spotted tail and kicked Crook Mountain but missed it. He kicked the box on the foot of Harry's bed and knocked it over.

Ron jumped on his own leg in one place, screaming in pain.

The fur on Mount Crook suddenly rose, and the room was full of sharp, faint barks.

"You might as well take this cat away, Hermione." Ron said angrily, rubbing his toes while sitting on Harry's bed.

Hermione pursed her lips, then picked up Crook Mountain and slowly walked out of the room. Crook Mountain's yellow eyes still stared at Ron fiercely.

At this moment, the spots were lumped into Ron's palm.

它 "It doesn't look great, does it?" Harry hesitated.

它 "It's just too nervous!" Ron said, "If the stupid big hair ball doesn't mess with it, it will be fine!"

But Harry remembered that the woman in Fantastic Zoo had said that Mouse could only live for three years ... He couldn't help but think that Blob was probably approaching the end of its life.

Although Ron has been complaining that the spots are both nasty and useless, Harry can be sure that if the spots die, Ron will be very sad.

"Maca said that the rat food can make the spots healthy, he must know." Harry could not help thinking that.

圣诞节 The Christmas atmosphere in Gryffindor's common room that morning must have been weak.

Hermione locked Crook Mountain in the dormitory, but was extremely angry at Ron about to kick it; Ron was so angry that Crook Mountain wanted to eat again.

Harry gave up his efforts to reconcile the two of them and went to see his firebow and arrow with all his heart-he had brought the firebow and arrow to the common room.

For some reason, this also upsets Hermione.

She didn't say anything, but she kept glooming at the firebolt, as if it had offended her cat.

Then, while Ron and Hermione were sulking, Maca was flying in the sky ...

"咻!"

Maka passed by at low altitude ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and quickly rushed past the three of Ernie, causing them to scream.

噢 "Oh-great!" Ernie shouted, "Come on, come again!"

Beside him, the two little girls were applauded and their hands became red, and they looked very excited.

But Ke Ma Ka circled in midair, then descended and stopped in front of them.

"It doesn't make much sense for me to fly alone, don't you come together?" Maca said.

"But we can't fly well!" Ernie said, "I might as well see you flying more vigorously."

"Then take a break!" Maca said, falling to the ground. "It's time for lunch, isn't it? You haven't introduced me to this new friend yet!"

哈 "Hah! This is Hella and my friend Leila-Leila Shafic, we have known each other since childhood." Ernie shrugged.

"Huh," Layla grinned, "Ernie and I said you-so many times!"

"I said so many times, but don't you still remember the wrong name?" Ernie couldn't help it.

哦 "Oh-I'm not very good at remembering names-"

"Leave her alone, Maca," Ernie smiled. "She's always so careless, don't care ..."

"It's okay, just be careful, don't smash yourself." Maca also hooked her mouth and pretended to be laughing.

"Hey, don't laugh, you're so awkward!" Leyla suddenly said, "It looks a little spooky."

呃 "Uh, isn't it?" Maca touched her face.

It seems that I have to hurry up. This status is really not conducive to the progress of the plan.