The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 216 Early December

"I can't eat anymore." Hermione rubbed her stomach and looked at the celebration party in front of her: "Fleur and Senior Cedric both brought a lot of food."

"Anyway, the protagonist is not you." Weiss pointed to Harry who was surrounded by all the Gryffindor wizards and said, "As long as he can eat it." After speaking, he slapped Neville and said angrily: "Nah Wei, you have read this book for several days, and you hid in a corner during the game and did not look up to watch the game, but now is the time to celebrate!"

"But this book is really rare! Look at the various plants on it! For example, this one! Look, it absorbs sunlight during the day and releases it at night! And this one can only survive in magma..." Neville pointed to a thick book in his hand and talked endlessly.

"It's alright, alright, you can read it, let me read it after finishing it." Weiss quickly reached out his hand to interrupt Neville's nagging.

"That can't be done. You have to borrow it from Professor Moody after I finish reading it. He lent it to me!" Neville shook his head, hugged the book in his arms, and rushed back to the dormitory regardless.

"... What medicine did you give him?" Weiss looked at Neville's movements blankly, and then turned to look at Hermione: "The learning medicine made from your hair?"

"...Don't talk nonsense, okay! Where is this medicine! If there is this medicine, I will definitely feed those two people every day! Even if I become bald!" Hermione stared at Wes with black lines, He pointed to Harry surrounded by the crowd and Ron beside him.

"Then what kind of attribute is Neville awakening?" Weiss turned his head to look at the dormitory with a blank face, then yawned, waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter, you celebrate slowly, I'll go back to sleep , I had two fights today, and I was exhausted."

"Yo? Are you tired too?" Hermione raised her eyebrows and said in distaste: "Are you sure you don't want to wash it? You are covered in dragon's blood!"

"What do you think, those are two fire dragons." Weiss curled his lips, then yawned while smelling the strong smell of blood on his body and said, "But what you said really makes sense, I'll go to the big bathroom to wash, you go No?"

"...Are you serious?" Hermione raised an eyebrow at a dangerous height, and her little hand reached for the wand at her waist.

"...When I didn't say anything, I just dropped by. You're overthinking it." Weiss shrugged and wandered out of the noisy lounge.

"..." Hermione forcibly resisted the urge not to cast a curse behind his back, and ran back to the dormitory angrily, but within two seconds she was disturbed by the screaming and noise in the common room come out.

……

"Huh? Wes, why did you come back? I remember you came back with us?" Harry sat by the fire, looking suspiciously at Wes who had just opened the door.

"I took a bath and fell asleep there." Weiss yawned and said, "They're all gone, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I'm going to find Sirius later." Harry glanced around at the wizards who were still chatting or doing their homework in the lounge, and couldn't help but shook his head again: "It's not the time yet."

"Is the golden egg open?" Weiss sat down beside Harry, threw a few pieces of wood into the stove, gathered his clothes and leaned closer to the stove: "After falling asleep in the big bathroom, suddenly It's getting cold."

"It was opened, but there was nothing inside, only a sharp scream." Harry shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face: "I've already thrown it on my bed, password or something, I'll talk about it in two days, anyway Don't worry, it will be February 2 next year!"

"It's up to you." Weiss shrugged casually, then flipped through the stretch bag and took out a piece of parchment and threw it to Harry: "The map is for you, it would be bad if the warrior was caught. Just throw the small door that Lukeshan enters and exits in."

"Okay, I'll wear my invisibility cloak again!" Harry couldn't wait to look at the parchment.

…December…

The cold and windy December has arrived quietly, and this year's snowstorm has been extraordinarily fierce. Seamus has complained to Ron more than once that the girls of Beauxbatons can no longer be seen now. Way, who made their school uniforms silk?The Beauxbatons who dared to haunt the draughty Hogwarts corridors in this weather were either wrapped in Durmstrang's thick black fur or a cotton winter cloak 'generously' lent by someone at Hogwarts. Weiss is also sure that there is definitely more than one college in Hogwarts, because of the house emblem on the chest, Weiss can swear that he has seen Gryffindor in two witches who had a good time The coat of arms and the coat of arms of Slytherin, if Wes hadn't heard French, of course, his jaw would have dropped from shock, and then he would have been frozen hard.

The most difficult thing was that in this kind of weather, Weiss, Gryffindor and Slytherin had a Magical Creature Protection class in the open air, and the protagonist of the class was still a snail.

"I really hope Hagrid won't be too embarrassed by her writing." Harry looked in Hagrid's direction with a worried face, and there was an annoying witch - Rita Skeeter.

"As long as Hagrid doesn't talk nonsense, it's fine." Hermione also nodded and said, but her eyes were full of worry and a trace of... blur?
"Where's the Westa snail?" Ron said blushingly, shaking his head as he spoke.

"Over there at the stables... Merlin! He threw the snails into the rune horse's trough! Hagrid found out he was going to fight him to the death! We've got to...forget it, you two stand still and don't move at all. Well, stand upwind again, I'll go alone! Wes! Stop! Take them out!" Harry turned his head and looked casually when he heard Ron's question, and then he lost his composure for a moment, and was just about to say hello The two little friends went over to stop them together, but they gave him a sharp meal, because he remembered some bad memories, and the location was also near Hagrid's hut.

"What are you talking about! There are 10 of them! It's okay to kill one or two! What if they like to drink?" Weiss calmly pointed to the remaining 8 fried-tailed snails under his feet. Li, motionless.

"Although it's easy for us and Slytherin to slip them, but how can we explain to Hagrid the dwindling number!" Harry hurriedly pulled the snails down along the rope.

"Cannibalism, they would do this kind of thing without me." Weiss held a rope and carefully observed the fried-tailed snails that had soaked for a while, shaking his head and said: "They don't like whiskey. "

"Nonsense!" Harry gave Wes a blank look, his face flushed.

"Let's go, you drink better than those two." Weiss rolled his eyes and pulled Harry with one hand and slipped 10 ropes with snails tied at the end.

...three days later...

After dinner, Wes had nothing to do and turned into a sofa, sat on it and watched Hermione knitting while reading a book.

"I'm going to give these knitted hats to the house elves before Christmas." Hermione said a little embarrassed by Wes's look, "Don't you already know?"

"I know, I know, but I didn't expect that your knitting is really ugly." Weiss picked up a small woolen hat with his wand and couldn't help curling his lips: "Do you have any deep hatred with them? Do you want to disgust them to death?"

"Can you say something nice?" Hermione rolled her eyes at Wes and stopped knitting.

"... At least it's like a hat, not a sock." Wess looked at Hermione's hand that had touched her waist and quickly nodded in comfort.

"Hermione, why are you knitting so many socks? Do you still believe in Santa Claus? And they are not red." Harry walked in with a bunch of snacks and candies, looked at Hermione and asked suspiciously, but he He didn't delve into it, but put the candy on the table: "Sirius sent it over, eat whatever you want!"

"Ha! Lee! Po! Te!!! It! They! Yes! Hat! Hat!" Hermione blushed, pulled out her wand and pointed at Harry word by word.

"Hats! Hats! They don't look like Christmas stockings at all! Not at all!" Harry quickly raised his hands and stepped back.

"Hoo~~" Hermione stared fiercely at Harry with her chest heaving violently, "These are for the house-elves. I heard you just need to give them clothes, right?"

"I've said it all, you're not their master." Harry saw that Hermione had put away her wand, hurried over, found a box of chocolate frogs, opened it, and chewed it.

"...That's the Christmas present!" Hermione glared at Harry again, and sat back in her original position, holding the two needles in both hands, but stood there for a long time without moving.

"What's the matter?" Weiss glanced in doubt, and then glanced a few more times at Hermione, who was calculating something, and said "Oh..." and reminded: "The left hand should be picked up."

"...You actually do?" Hermione was obviously taken aback, and continued to count for a long while before raising her head and asking in surprise.

"No, but you've only been doing this for a long time, and you've just watched too much." Weiss shook his head and said, "If you don't skip a stitch here, you'll have to tear it apart and hit it again."

"...Can you be a handsome man in peace?" Hermione twitched her eyebrows and looked at Wes helplessly.

"Hermione, Mom has sent a letter, saying that there is a spell you need!" Ginny walked over at this moment, saw Harry was obviously taken aback, and said a little embarrassedly: "Harry, hello."

"Ginny, hello, would you like something to eat?" Harry said, pointing to the candy spread out on the table.

"No, I brushed my teeth, I just showed Hermione the spell." Ginny shook her head, then walked to Hermione and handed her a piece of parchment.

"Oh! This is really troublesome to Mrs. Weasley!" Hermione read it quickly, stood up and gave Ginny a hug, then pulled out her wand and tapped the two needles lightly, whispering "knitting", As a result, there was no reaction at all.

"Mom said, you need to have an image in your mind." Ginny looked down and pointed to the parchment.

"Okay, let me think about...knitting!" Hermione closed her eyes and thought for a while, and after waving her wand again, the two sweater needles started knitting automatically.

"Phew, buy an extra pair tomorrow, we'll have time before Christmas!" Hermione nodded in satisfaction, swept them aside, took out another pair of sweater needles and started knitting.

"She's hopeless." Weiss shook his head and concluded.

"You're right." Harry nodded in agreement.

"Hey! Hermione! Mom sent me two... sticks and so on, let me give them to you!" Ron walked in from outside the portrait of the fat lady at this time, looked around and walked away quickly come over.

"I'm really thankful to Mrs. Weasley more and more!" Hermione happily took it, and then took out her wand and tapped it. In an instant, another 'small workshop' that automatically knits sweaters appeared.

"Is she crazy?" Ron couldn't help but look at Hermione's hands still knitting, and then his attention was attracted by the snacks on the table: "Who put this here?"

"It's from Sirius! Eat whatever you want!... Hermione might want to finish it early? Look, there's a book under the ball of yarn!" Harry grabbed a handful and put it in Ron's arms, He pointed to the bottom of a large pile of yarn balls of various colors.

"Harry, how's your golden egg?" Weiss looked at Harry who was eating happily and couldn't help but said, "It's been a week."

"No hurry, no hurry!" Harry said, wagging his fingers, "It's only the first ten days of December!"

(End of this chapter)