Harry Potter Reborn

December 1995.

More snow has fallen, bringing with it an avalanche of homework for fifth graders.

As Christmas approaches, Helena's work becomes more and more arduous. In addition to her position as Professor of History of Magic, she also has the position of Hogwarts Administrator. Harry is used to calling her the Discipline Committee member.

She is not only responsible for contacting Hagrid to supervise the decoration of the castle, discussing which style to use this year and what color the ribbons should be, but she also has to watch over the first and second grade students who stay indoors because of the cold weather during class, and she also needs to step up patrols in the corridors.

Because during the winter vacation, there will definitely be more students who want to violate school rules and disciplines.

Hermione has been handing out elf hats recently. She hopes that the elves in the Hogwarts kitchen will be a little more excited after seeing the benefits of Dobby and Winky's membership.

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The Christmas holidays are coming.

Most students returned to their homes to spend Christmas with their families.

Hogwarts is much deserted.

Hagrid has decorated the auditorium hall, and there are thousands of bright crystal bubbles floating in the sky. They turn red and gold for a while, twinkling like huge Christmas balls.

Holly was hung on every doorway of the castle that anyone passed by, and the Christmas tree, covered with snow and ice with magic, shone brightly in the auditorium, with a twinkling gold star on the top of the tree.

On the 24th.

Harry's cabin is also busy decorating for Christmas.

Hermione, Zhang Qiu, and Astoria seemed very happy. While singing Christmas carols happily, they were busy spreading their own whimsical ideas to change the room.

Only Harry sat lazily in the warm living room, watching the sky outside the window getting whiter and whiter.

It's going to snow heavily again.

A few hours later, with the joint efforts of the three girls, when they went to bed on Christmas Eve, the house was almost unrecognizable.

The light yellow chandelier is no longer a lampshade, but holly and gold and silver ribbons, and the magic snowflakes are piled on the white carpet.

This snowflake does not make people feel cold, it only feels warm when your feet step on it.

The little cutie jumped up and down on the carpet, flexibly waving her little paws, trying to catch the falling snowflakes.

Zhang Qiu ordered a large Christmas tree through Big Bird Zhuanzhuan Station, decorated with little fairies and elves, and also hung with Santa Claus's red festive hat.

Harry said distressedly: "Although labor is the most glorious thing, you make me look too useless."

"I will use my body to honor you tonight..." Harry said heroically.

Three pillars of snow hit Harry, burying him and the sofa together.

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Christmas morning.

Each tower at Hogwarts is covered with a thick white hat.

Gryffindor common room.

A certain dormitory on a certain floor.

It can be seen that this room has been decorated for Christmas. There are many golden balls hanging from the ceiling, with many photos of several girls on them.

Although the four beds in the room were all made up and seemed a little cold, the room was not cold at all and was still warm.

The small fireplace made a faint crackling sound of matches.

Amidst this sound, on the only bed where a person was sleeping, a girl with light blond hair, two pear dimples, and a peaceful sleeping face slowly opened her eyes.

I saw a black shadow moving away from her face.

Luna looked at Harry sitting quietly beside her bed, feeling a little strange in her heart.

She coughed lightly and sat up, her blond hair spread in front of her eyes. Luna lowered her head and pushed her hair behind her ears.

"Why...are you here?" Luna whispered. She looked around the environment and determined that this was the girls' dormitory where she lived.

Harry smiled and said: "Merry Christmas."

"I promised you a gift that's much rarer than Mibu Mibao. It's just in time for Christmas, so I'll give it to you as a Christmas gift."

"Do you remember?" Luna blurted out.

"Of course, I have a very good memory. I can never forget anything I said or saw." Harry said.

Luna shrank back, suddenly feeling that she was so dangerous in her pajamas.

Well, the two of them coincidentally thought of two and a half years ago, when Harry made Luna naked in the woods. She hid behind a tree stump and looked at Harry timidly and pitifully.

Thinking of this, the dazzling whiteness seemed to appear in Harry's eyes again.

Harry coughed twice and said, "Take a look at what I gave you. It probably won't be happy in it."

As he spoke, Harry took out a red and white ball from his pocket.

Luna looked confused.

"This is a thing that George and Fred just invented recently. It's called 'George-Fred's Magical Creature Hunting Machine No. 3', but I think it's more appropriate to call it the Poke Ball. I believe that when this thing can be mass-produced, it will

It will take the wizarding world by storm."

Harry said, throwing the ball on the ground.

The red and white balls rotated rapidly, and a beast the size of a small pony suddenly appeared in the room.

Its body is like a rhinoceros, but its horns are like Wujin.

Luna stared with big eyes: "A living pet? Poison horned beast?"

"No, no, no, no..." Luna lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed.

She carefully stroked this magical creature.

The magical creature was a little restless at first, then slowly calmed down.

"The hard skin feels like steel. The hooves are divided into three petals. The color of its eyes has two haloes. This one is like the horn of a poisonous horned beast, but it is different. It is black with golden light.

.”

"This is the Bent-Horned Snork! The legendary Bent-Horned Snork!" Luna was excited.

Harry smiled and said, "Probably so."

Luna seemed to not know how to speak, which was very rare to see in her.

She seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time: "My father told me when I was a child that there are scimitar-horned snorkels in the world, but no one else believed it. He also published the scimitar-horned snorkel in "The Quibbler," but others said it was like a science fiction novel.

Outrageous.”

"I'm also planning to go to Sweden with my dad next summer to search... By the way, did you find it in Sweden? Because it is said that the scimitar-horned snorkel was found in Sweden."

Harry nodded: "Yes."

Luna shifted her gaze to Harry's face and said softly: "How did you find it?"

Harry said: "Anything that can be solved with Galleons is not a big deal. I just hired the entire Fortune Teller Guild and some wizards, searched Sweden several times, and found this Scimitar-Horned Snork."

"It is said that when the Snorlax grows up, it will have the ability to teleport. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, maybe in a few years, I would have thought that the Snorlax was just a figment of my father's imagination." Lu

Na whispered: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Luna suddenly stood up on tiptoes and kissed Harry on the cheek.

Luna just felt like there was a little deer running rampant in her heart, trying to run out.

Harry calmed his expression and said, "Then I'll go back."

"Yeah." Luna whispered.

"By the way, you just..." Luna suddenly called out to Harry, she touched her lips lightly with her finger, but stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Harry's eyes were bright and upright, as warm as two little suns, and his voice was as comfortable as the spring breeze.

"Nothing." Luna said.

She was secretly ashamed: Luna, Luna, how could you think of Harry like this? He has noble moral character, how could he secretly kiss you while you were sleeping.

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