Hogwarts time travel

The days passed quietly, and Roja lived a regular life in Diagon Alley.

Reading books, practicing magic, and making wands, Loya took time to visit the Muggle world.

Open the magic wall in Diagon Alley, the business of the Leaky Cauldron is very lively, it happens to be Christmas, the walls of the bar are decorated with various fancy ribbons, and there is a Christmas tree placed at the bar counter.

"Merry Christmas! Roya, you got up so early, would you like a glass of butter beer?" Tom, who had the same name as the old bookstore owner, greeted Roya with a smile.

"Thank you Tom, have a drink."

A large glass of yellow drink was placed on the bar in front of it. This was a special version for minors. There was no alcohol, just a hot drink with a lot of foam.

After Tom said hello, he was busy with other things. Loya sipped slowly, the amount of butter beer was plentiful, his mouth was covered with foam, and he listened quietly to the conversation of the guests.

"Have you heard? The price of dragon blood has risen again recently, those vampires!"

"My distant relatives who work in the dragon farm said that a large number of fire dragons died suddenly for no reason, which caused them a lot of losses. They had no choice but to raise the price."

"Hey, don't listen to their nonsense, maybe they killed it themselves! They just want to increase the price of dragon materials."

"The owner of the pet shop on the corner of the street has disappeared, and the group of Aurors has blocked the scene, saying that it was some magical accident, and the whole person disappeared."

"Tsk, when did those Aurors say that?"

"Aren't you a bit cynical?"

That pet store on the corner?

Loya was a little surprised, isn't that the store where he bought Adam?

He silently wrote down the matter, and planned to ask Old Jack to investigate.

Loya put the money on the bar and walked briskly towards the outside of the store.

Passing through the gate, there is a bustling street outside. The people coming and going are wearing very modern clothes, making Luo Ya think that he has returned to the original world.

The audio shop next door played Christmas carols, everyone was smiling happily, and the air was filled with the sweet and greasy aroma of candies.

Loya walked aimlessly along the street. He never celebrates Christmas, so he didn't prepare anything. He just wandered on the street like a lonely wandering soul.

Only then did he realize that he was alone, not in relationship, but in soul, a traveler from a foreign land, and this was not his home.

"The city where I live never snows...but the atmosphere is full of cold feelings..." Luo Ya tightened his clothes, hummed a song, and walked along the river, as if he wanted to go on like this.

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Hogwarts Castle in the early morning is shrouded in a thin layer of mist, hazy and quiet.

Harry woke up from his dream, and found that the walls were filled with all kinds of Christmas decorations at some point, making the whole bedroom extremely warm.

What's more, there was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed!

Harry's heart tightened suddenly, gift!

In the past ten years of his life, he had received Christmas presents, but they were all rubbish that Uncle Fu Fu dug out from somewhere.

In contrast, Baby Dudley's gifts are not only abundant but also great, and Harry can often find them incomplete in every corner of his uncle's house.

Before going to bed yesterday, he never expected to get a gift, but the surprise just happened.

"Merry Christmas!" Harry said to Ron, fumbling for his glasses.

"You too." Ron looked down at the pile of parcels at the foot of his bed. "Oh, Christmas presents."

"Come and see, how many gifts have I received?" Harry counted the number excitedly, a total of six, which was his amount for the past six Christmases.

On the top was a brown paper bag with Hagrid's name written on it. When it was opened, there was a flute with rough workmanship inside. It was really embarrassing for Hagrid. It must have taken a lot of effort to do this.

Harry blew, and he was able to make a sound. Although it wasn't very pleasant, it made him very happy.

The second item was a small paper packet with a note inside.

"We got your letter, enclosing your Christmas present. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia."

There was also a fiftypence coin stuck to the note with scotch tape.

Harry was also a little flattered that the gift was worth more than what Uncle Vernon had given him in the past ten years combined.

Shall I write a letter to thank you?thought Harry.

"Oh, this is so pretty." Ron picked up the coin, "Is this Muggle money?"

"You keep it." Harry was eager to give this thing away.

Harry looked at the next package, and Ron suddenly blushed a little: "This one should be from my mother."

"When I wrote to her, I said you didn't think you would get a gift."

"She cried a lot and knit a Weasley sweater overnight."

Harry hastily tore open the oversized package - just behind another package, which contained a thick bright green hand-knit sweater with a large box of fudge.

"She knits a sweater for us every year." Ron sighed and tore open his package, which contained a dark purple one.

"She...is so kind." Harry choked up for a moment, and he gently held the sweater in his arms. He had never felt such a warm touch before.

Pulling on his sweater, Harry opened the next present, a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Hermione.

Harry was a little surprised. He thought that Hermione would give him a box of tools for maintaining his teeth. He knew that Hermione's father was a famous dentist.

The next paper package was surprisingly light, Harry thought it was foam or something, but when he opened it, a mass of liquid-like, silver-gray stuff flowed down to the ground very silky.

Harry heard Ron gasp.

"I've heard of this thing." Ron lowered his voice, but couldn't hide his excitement. "If I'm not mistaken, it's very precious, very precious."

"what?"

Harry picked up the tangle of fabric from the floor, and it was smooth in his hands, but not sticky, like Uncle Vernon's precious oriental silk.

Coupled with its transparent appearance, it looks like water!

"It's an invisibility cloak." Ron said excitedly, "Put it on and have a look!"

Harry draped the Invisibility Cloak over his shoulders, and dragged the silky fabric to the ground. Almost instantly, Harry's entire body disappeared, leaving only a head floating in the air.

"Oh!" Ron felt that this scene was a little scary, but he became excited again in the next second. This thing is so cool, it is the dream of all teenagers.

"Here's a note." Ron picked up a note from the ground, with a few lines written in cursive script.

Harry took off the cloak and took the note.

"Your father left this thing to me before he died.

I return it to you now.

Hope you put it to good use.

Sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas! "

Harry stared dumbfounded at the entry, while Ron marveled at the Invisibility Cloak.

"There's one more thing here!" Ron suddenly noticed that there was another one on the ground, reminding him.

Harry quickly put away the Invisibility Cloak and opened the last gift.