hogwarts rose

Nicole Flamel's home is much larger than it appears from the outside.

The overall arrangement is in a warm and soft style. A woman is in the half-open kitchen, and she is wearing oven mitts and bringing out a plate of roast turkey from the oven.

There is a spoon in the small pot next to it that is turning by itself, and the seasoning jar next to it will fly up and sprinkle a little into the pot from time to time.

The delicious smell of meat filled the small living room, Triya sniffed the smell in the air, her stomach began to growl.

"Perenal! Tria is here!"

Nicole Flamel shouted, and the old woman in the kitchen responded immediately.

"Go wash your hands and sit down, the last dish is ready."

Perenal is Nico's wife. She took off her heat-resistant gloves, and a small round iron ball flew behind her. Many metal hands protruded from the small ball, and put the food on the table.

Tria followed the teacher to wash her hands, and then went to the table to help Perenal arrange the dishes together.

"Hello, teacher."

Perenal also seemed to like Triya very much, she smiled and pulled Triya to sit beside her.

"Hello, little Tria."

While talking, Perenal rolled a pink jade bracelet onto Tria's wrist.

"This is a meeting gift, eat it quickly, you came just in time."

Triya was very happy, "Thank you, Mrs. Mistress!"

She lifted her hand up to the light to see her new bracelet.

The lustrous pink jade matched her complexion very well, giving her an indescribably noble feeling.

The teacher's Christmas dinner was very rich.

Roast turkey, salmon, prosciutto, cakes, pudding...

There are also many dishes that Tria has never seen before.

"Try this."

Perenal scooped a spoonful of soup into a small bowl and handed it to Tria.

"Our Chinese friends told us that drinking soup before meals is good for digestion."

Triya tasted it, and her eyes lit up instantly. This was a taste she had never tasted before. It was fresh and salty, and she felt her whole body warmed up.

"Good drink."

Perenal smiled proudly:

"It's corn rib soup. I've been learning it for a long time."

Nicole Flamel also chimed in:

"Your wife and I have traveled to almost every country in the world. If we want to talk about delicious food, we have to go to China."

"Everything is delicious."

Triya took a bite of the pork ribs in the bowl, and she almost shed tears. It was really delicious, as was the corn. It tasted completely different from the creamed corn kernels. It didn't add sugar, but it seemed sweeter.

Nicole Flamel and his wife often traveled outside in their early years, so this Christmas dinner gathered almost all the famous delicacies in the world.

After a meal, Triya's stomach was round and she couldn't walk fast.

The room they prepared for Tria was exquisite. The whole room was covered with thick carpets, and the bedding on the bed was several layers thick. It was obvious that they raised her as Princess and the Pea.

"Sleep well and wake up tomorrow morning to receive gifts."

Nicole Flamel sent Trija to her room, winked at her, closed the door and left.

Triya stretched her limbs, remembering what the teacher said, after eating, she should digest it before taking a bath.

Sitting cross-legged on the soft carpet, she vowed in her heart that she must go to China once in her life.

Early the next morning, before it was even full light, Tria was woken up.

Because there are at least ten owls fluttering outside her window, one by one clawing at her windowpane with their claws.

It was only then that Tria remembered that this was at the teacher's house, and there was no house elf to collect the parcels for her.

Resignedly, she got out of bed and opened the window.

The dozen or so owls scrambled into the window, each dropping several large and small packages.

Fortunately, the room Nicole Flamel prepared for Tria was big enough, otherwise it might not be possible to pile up such gifts.

After feeding the owl postmen who were still working in the snowy weather with dried fish and rewarding some Nats, Tria's room finally returned to silence.

"call--"

Tria, still half awake, collapsed on the bed, the sweet annoyance of Christmas.

although

The drowsiness has not completely disappeared, but it is impossible to sleep in the cage, and no one can sleep peacefully knowing that the foot of the bed is full of gifts.

At least Tria couldn't.

After taking a few deep breaths to regain consciousness, she got up from the bed, finished washing as fast as she could in her life, sat in the pile of presents, and started to open the blind box.

Because there were too many boxes, and not everyone had the habit of leaving their signature on the outside of the package, Tria simply picked a smoke gray paper package of the same size nearby and opened it.

The color of this paper bag is very similar to Triya's eye color, which is why it became Triya's favored object.

As soon as the paper package was torn open, a greeting card fell out. Tria picked it up:

【Merry Christmas. ——Theodore Knott]

It's really concise and clear. Tria didn't expect that the first gift she got would be Theodore's gift. She tore off the paper bag and saw that it was a pure white silk dress. The style was simple, but the cut and design were exquisite well-done.

Triya fell in love with it immediately, and ran to hang the skirt on the hanger in the room, deciding to try it out later.

The second package was small and looked like it was wrapped in old newspaper, so insincere that Tria wondered if it was a prank package sent by someone who hated her.

Opening it with apprehension, what fell out was a small bottle of potion. There was still a piece of waste paper stuck to the potion, with only a few words written on it:

Felicity Elixir.

Not even a signature.

But Tria guessed right away who gave this gift. In this kind of disdainful but sincere style, there is only the old bat living in the basement in Hogwarts.

Tria, who was in a good mood, stuffed the Felix Elixir into the back of her wallet, and also kept the first note the professor wrote to her. Although it was written on waste paper, the handwriting was pretty good anyway.

The third package opened also has a strong personal style.

Tria weighed the only gift box in the pile of paper bags in the audience, thinking that it was probably from Draco.

Because the gift box is green, with a silver ribbon tied on it, and the box is even sprayed with a nice perfume.

Among all the people Tria knew, there was only one Slytherin who was still very particular, and it was as expected after opening it.

On the top of the box is a greeting card with the Malfoy family crest printed on it, which reads in beautiful cursive script:

[Dear Tria, Merry Christmas.

I hope you are well.

This gift was personally selected for you by my mother and I. This is an unprecedented treatment.

Hope you like it.

You must like it.

Another: I sincerely hope that you can come to Malfoy Manor as a guest.

Say hello to my mom.

—Your favorite, Draco Malfoy]

Triya looked at the greeting card and couldn't help laughing. The young master's domineering personal style was vividly reflected in these few lines.

She put away the greeting card and looked at the things in the box.

It was a rose hair ornament inlaid with rubies. At first glance, it was the work of a top craftsman. The whole set of carvings was natural. The ruby ​​and the silver base were seamlessly connected together. Lively with vitality.

The two somewhat contradictory but complementary qualities complement each other perfectly in this rose hair accessory, and Tria can't put it down.

I wish there was a prom at school so I could wear dresses and jewelry.