Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 494 Do you want to build a snowman
"What are you doing here meow?! Do you want to break Harry's arm again meow!"

Early on Christmas morning, Harry and the others were woken up by Fisch's excited (?) yelling.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp voice sounded——

"Dobby didn't! Dobby came to give Harry Potter a Christmas present! Harry Potter said, Dobby can come and see him anytime!"

"More than?!"

Harry sat up abruptly in bed, lifted the curtains and looked out.

The first thing that caught his eye was, of course, the pile of Christmas presents to Fish as usual, and then he saw that Fish was holding a domestic animal wearing a teapot warmer and a pair of unmatched socks. The elf was pinned to the ground, surrounded by a pile of gift boxes scattered on the ground.

"Dobby wasn't planning to attack Harry Potter, sir!"

Dobby lay on the ground, screaming and pleading, his big tennis-ball eyes brimming with tears.

"Oh, that's right!" Harry hurried forward to save Dobby, "Let him go, Fish! He won't attack me again!"

"But Fish sees him sneaking around your bedside, and doesn't know what he wants to do."

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Although Mao Mao let go of Dobby, she still stared at him warily.

"Dobby is sorry, sir!" Dobby screamed in panic, covering his mouth with his long thin fingers, "Dobby just wanted to wish Harry Potter a Merry Christmas and bring him a present, sir." ! Not intending to attack him!"

"Okay, it's okay." Harry waved his hand at Fish, "I trust Dobby."

"Harry Potter is so great!" Dobby burst into tears instantly.

The movement here has already woken up the others. They all looked out from the cracks in their curtains, each with sleepy eyes and disheveled hair.

"Merlin's floral underpants! This is really spectacular!"

Seamus looked at the Christmas presents that almost occupied the entire dormitory, and felt sleepy.

It was the first time for the few of them to see this exaggerated scene. Although Harry and Ron had mentioned it before, they still couldn't help being amazed when they saw it with their own eyes.

"When you help open the presents together, you won't think so."

Ron, who had helped Fish unwrap presents for three years in a row, sighed, and said in a tone of embarrassment, seemingly helpless.

"It's time to open Christmas presents again!"

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Maomao cheered, picked up a box and opened it, and Neville and the others surrounded them enthusiastically, helping to open it together.

"Can Dobby give Harry Potter his gift?"

After realizing that Fish was no longer staring at him, Dobby asked tentatively in a shrill voice, holding a small package tightly with his slender fingers. Did not let go.

"Of course," Harry said in a panic, "Well... I have something to give you too."

He quickly opened the box and pulled out a pair of rolled up socks.These were his oldest and ugliest pair of socks, dark yellow ones, which had once belonged to Uncle Vernon.

"Sorry, I forgot to wrap them up..." Harry scratched his head, and handed over the socks in his hand guiltily.

Fish on the side thought for a while, and took out a bag of candy from his pocket, and attached a standard cat paw print Christmas card, wrote Dobby's name on it, and handed it over.

(ΦωΦ)つ

"I misunderstood you before, this is my apology."

"A gift from Fish McGonagall!"

Dobby, who was already dancing because he received Harry's gift, became even more excited now. After carefully putting away Fish's gift, he began to pull his big ears vigorously.

"The other elves will be so envious of Dobby! Dobby is the second elf to receive a gift from Fish McGonagall after Comey!"

"Other elves want Christmas presents too, meow?"

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Fish blinked, then pulled out a stack of Christmas cards and the shorthand quill Rita Skeeter had given him.

He spread the cards out on the floor, then sucked the tip of the pen and placed it vertically on top of the first card.

"Ramsay, Ike, Winky..."

As each elf's name was announced from Fish's mouth, the shorthand quill also quickly filled these names on each greeting card.

Then Fish took out all his snacks and stuffed them all into Dobby.

"Fish didn't prepare this year, so you can give them these snacks and greeting cards for me. Next year, Fish will prepare a new cat for you."

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Mao Mao scratched his head and said with some regret.

However, Dobby was moved to tears: "Sir, you are so generous! Dobby will send gifts to everyone!"

He wiped his tears with his hand, and then disappeared with a lot of snacks and greeting cards.

A moment later, Dobby appeared in Fisher's bedroom again.

"Thanks to Fish McGonagall! Dobby too!" he screamed at Fish as soon as he appeared, and then turned to look at Harry again, "Sir, the shop made a mistake, ha Leigh Potter, they gave you two of the same!"

Dobby pointed to the pair of dark yellow socks on his feet, said with his eyes widened.

"Ah, shit, Harry, why didn't you notice that?" Ron grinned at Harry, then ran back to his bed and dug out the package that Mrs. Weasley had sent.

"Hey, Dobby, these are for you..." He took out a pair of purple socks from the package and threw them to Dobby, "You take these two socks, match them and mix them up."

"It's very kind sir!" he screamed, bowing low to Ron, his eyes filled with tears again, and praising Ron loudly.

"It's just a pair of socks." Ron's ears were slightly red, and he said embarrassingly waving his hands.

Neville, Seamus, and Dean also got in on the fun, each gifting Dobby a pair of socks, and they also received Dobby's exaggerated compliments.

Then, Dobby handed Harry the small package that he had been holding on to before.

"This is Dobby's present for Harry Potter, sir!"

Harry opened the package, and there was actually a pair of socks inside. This pair of socks inherited Dobby's aesthetics. One was bright red with a broomstick pattern on it, and the other was green with a golden snitch pattern on it.

"Dobby knits it himself, sir!" said the elf happily. "He bought the yarn with his own wages, sir!"

"It's... really... that's great, thank you, Dobby," said Harry, and put the socks on, which brought tears of joy to Dobby's eyes again.

"Dobby has to go, sir, we are already preparing the Christmas banquet in the kitchen!" Dobby waved to everyone and disappeared in front of everyone again.

Then Fish and the others continued to unwrap the pile of presents. After a while, the twins came to help as usual, and brought their friend Lee Jordan with them. Then, the Creevey brothers also came, and There were other Gryffindors like Cormac McLaggen.

Since there were many more people helping to unwrap the presents than in previous years, the presents were quickly unwrapped. Most of the presents were eaten as breakfast, and the rest of the presents were basically toys. The hobbies of cats are still very familiar.

After unwrapping the presents, everyone came to the common room together, where Hermione and other girls had been waiting for a long time.

"Hermione~"

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The cat jumped on Hermione's body and rubbed it, and then turned into a cat lying on her lap, purring, while Hermione took out a small comb under the envious eyes of a group of girls, and gave it to Fish While brushing, she whispered a story.

Fish just spent the whole morning in the Gryffindor tower, during which time, except for Hermione, other girls also came to groom the cat and tell stories... This time it was the boys' turn to be envious.

It was not until noon that everyone went downstairs together and enjoyed a sumptuous lunch in the auditorium.

After lunch, the twins proposed to go out for a snowball fight, and many people responded, and Fisher was naturally very interested.

Although Mao Mao has never lost a snowball fight, and once defeated all opponents with one enemy, this does not prevent him from burying everyone in the snowdrift again.

But just as they got up and were about to walk out of the castle, a small figure galloped over.

"Brother Fish!"

Gabriel jumped into Fisher's arms, raised her small face and looked at him eagerly——

"Would you like to build a snowman?"

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　My hand is twisted again... It takes more than half an hour to eat a meal, and I can't write every word...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)